Marvel's My Orange Cat Is an Essence Devouring Beast

"Bah." A snap of fingers drew their attention again, and the old man added to them. It is precisely because this "ocean current" runs through the entire Yongwanghai and no government officials come to make trouble, unlike the mainland. There are as many transactions going on above the currents as there are stars.

This also determined the rise of the profession of "pirate". But now that rampant era has passed. What allowed him to pass was not the intervention of the government, but simply because pirates were too rampant. In addition, most pirates were too greedy in the later period, which completely turned the industry into a mess.

Many merchants who went to sea several times went out with loads of goods and came back penniless. Over time, no one dared to try again. The pirate era has completely gone downhill.

It was not until many years later that a few merchants appeared again on this current, but the glory of the pirate era was no longer seen.

"Is this a replica of One Piece? Or is it just a bad script with a magical adaptation?"

Qi Liao couldn't control his desire to complain, so he complained silently in his heart. I saw that at this time, the old year forcefully brought up the topic again.

"so."

Ah, here comes the word "" that is more far-fetched than my own words, which brings together two unrelated words.

"So, what we are likely to encounter on our voyage are pirates. There are even talented people among these people. And on the ship, which one of you has experience fighting on the board of the ship?"

Maybe not, but some of these people used ships as weapons. Does this count?

With a fake smile on his face, Scott listened patiently to Strange's words without replying. Among them, Qi Liao is a young man with the Buddhist nature of "I will do whatever you arrange for me." Although Scott doesn't know what the purpose is, he can always find his own things to do.

The only one to watch out for is probably Parker. Seeing Parker thinking for a while, he nodded, Qi Qi turned and left with a smile.

Another day passed in a blink of an eye. Qi Liao asked while holding the Yuan Devouring Beast uneasily and poking its face.

"Are you serious? It's okay. If you can't stand it, just say so. If not, I'll find you some medicine first."

Egg Yolk calmly signaled OK, but then he seemed to remember something and asked Qi Liao: "I fainted last time, wouldn't it affect my fight while you were taking care of me?"

Because of the dog system, this guy can also function as a storage bag. Qi Liao thought about it again. It's just that Qi Liao hasn't thought about telling the existence of the system to the Yuan Devouring Beast yet, so he flipped through the article perfunctorily.

While Qi Liao and others were leisurely wandering around this large western city in the "Cape of Good Hope" that always looked out to the sea, news about the power imbalance spread like wildfire.

A gifted person who was originally the lord of an unknown city in the Cape of Good Hope killed thirty city guards in one leap and became the local bully of the Cape of Good Hope. News that he even threatened independence suddenly became a topic of conversation after dinner.

Of course, this is only true for those on the inside of the wall.

But soon the hungry people outside heard the news from nowhere. And their level of attention even far exceeds that of the people on the inside.

The words "Unnamed Town", "Yi Leap" and "Tuba King" are connected together, which can even make them temporarily forget about the pain in their bodies and the hunger in their abdomens. The name "Old Year" also spread like wildfire as the news spread, and quickly spread among the hungry people.

However, it just so happened that outside a certain unknown town, some hungry people felt that the place was very familiar when they heard the news.

"Would that kind-hearted Lord of the City really do such a treacherous thing as betraying the Lord?"

A hungry girl who had been helped by the old year said, her face was covered with a layer of gray sand. They are hungry people, so there is no need to care too much about their faces, not to mention that even after washing their faces, their faces will soon be covered again by the raised sand.

The old year's departure left them hungry for a week. How many of them died is unknown. After all, people die every day. This week has just seen more people die. Just a little bit worse luck.

Stomach acid boiled in my mouth, and a feeling of nausea rushed over me, beating me.