The Pirate: I Have a Traveling Frog

Chapter 2 The Traveling Frog

White opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him.

Bol's eyes were closed at this time.

So beautiful even when sleeping.

Especially after knowing the identity of the person in front of me, I feel even more touching.

White stared for a long time and felt that his neck was too sore, so he turned his head to the other side to balance the pressure on his neck.

As soon as he turned his head, he was startled by the object in front of him.

All he saw was a green skin, a big and attractive head, and a pair of large semi-oval black-gray eyes that looked like he was not awake.This is a frog, and the most important thing is that this frog is carrying a backpack.

He almost immediately recognized the little frog carrying a backpack as the frog in the mobile game.

The frog followed him through time.

The little frog looked at White with blinking eyes, one person and one frog looking at each other.

He didn't know what to do with the frog for a moment.

The little frog took out a wooden board from his backpack and wrote on it: Master, I am back from my trip.

White said to the frog in a very small voice: "Are you a traveling frog?"

The little frog nodded.Then he took out a few cards from his backpack and handed them to White.

White took it and looked at it. They were several photos of frogs taken while traveling.

There are some people in the photo, beauties with blond hair and white skin, and some black people.

Like being abroad.

This man looked so familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, and all that was left were some photos with animals.

White remembers that traveling frog tours would bring back some specialties.

"Did you bring back any specialties?"

The little frog reached out and rummaged through his backpack, and finally took out a colorful thing with several legs, like a spider model.It says 'Mutant Spider'.

White reached out his hand to take it.But as soon as his hand touched the spider model, the spider model came to life instantly, jumped up very quickly, and quickly bit White's hand.

He subconsciously reached out and swatted the spider to death.

But it was too late. The spider venom quickly entered White's body. White only felt a burning sting on the wound, and the pain spread around, including his arms, chest, thighs and head.

White felt dizzy.

I vaguely saw a little frog jumping into a black hole and then disappearing.

At the same time, there was a ringing in the ears.

"The little frog is going on a trip."

"The little frog will send letters back from time to time, please pay attention..."

Meanwhile, in a small room outside the cell.

"Butler Fei, why are you here?" A wretched-looking man nodded and bowed to a young man in a black dress.

"White knows."

"I know. I just sent him here this morning. He is lying in the cell now."

"Whitey died in an accident while at work." Butler Fei said to the wretched man.

"Yes..."

"Whitey died in an accident while at work." Butler Fei interrupted before the wretched man could finish.

"Whitey died in an accident while at work." The wretched man repeated the words of the housekeeper.

Butler Fei nodded with satisfaction, put down a bag of silver coins and turned around to leave.

The wretched man looked at Butler Fei uncertainly, and patted his thigh as if he had made some decision.

......

Jingle bells remind the slaves of the wake-up bell.

Bol opened his eyes, looked around and found that White, who was beside him, was missing, and he suddenly became panicked.

Could it be that he was dragged out? He remembered White's question to him yesterday. It was like his last words, and he wanted to know his name.

Bol became even more panicked when he thought of this.

"White, where are you? Where are you? Don't scare me."

Anxious Bol's tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

White heard someone calling him in his sleep and woke up from his dream.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself pressed against the ceiling, and I was startled.

A panicked body fell, and White seemed to know that Bol was below in the air. When his body turned over, he stood upright and fell to the ground.

He didn't even make a sound when he stood on the ground.

In an instant, he fell from a height of less than four meters and completed an action that even Newton's coffin boards could not hold down.

"Boer, are you looking for me?"

Bol looked back and saw White crying with joy and hugging White directly: "Why didn't I see where you were just now?"

"You just didn't see me behind you." White didn't know how to explain this problem, so he lied.

"Your injury?"

"Well, my injuries are all healed."

Bol turned around around White and checked that he was really well and seemed to be getting stronger.

Immediately cheered up.

Although I was curious about how White's injury healed so quickly, I didn't think much about it.

This is also due to the fact that many people in this world have different physiques.

It is common for some people to recover completely the next day after being seriously injured.

What's more, he jumped from a height of [-] meters without any damage.

Bol touched the tears on his face and urged:

"Hurry up, it's time to work. If you hear the bell within 10 minutes, you will be whipped."

White picked up some tattered clothes from the ground, put them on himself, and followed Boll out.

White was also in a trance while walking on the road.

He thought it was all thanks to the spider the little frog gave him last night, but now was not the time to experiment.

Since the two were newly devolved slaves, they needed to be assigned work by their supervisors.

The two walked outside the supervisor's door and waited.

After a while, the door opened, and a wretched man who was 65 meters tall stood in front of them.

"Hello, Mr. Supervisor, please assign work."

Generally, slaves who are demoted from above are not very adaptable at first and need to be beaten.

Because these people used to act condescending in front of these so-called supervisors.

He was a little surprised to see the two of them like this.He nodded slightly.

The supervisor picked up the phone next to him and said, "Moxi Moxi..."

After moseying for a while, he said to Bol: "Just wait here, someone will pick you up later."

Then he picked up a roster and said to White, "Follow me."

White followed the supervisor to a square.

There were several rows of people standing in the square. These people were tall and short, wearing tattered clothes. Some were even bare-chested, revealing their skinny bodies.

Their eyes were lifeless, like a group of people who had no hope for life.The suffering here overwhelmed their expectations of life.

However, White saw among them some individuals with sharp eyes and unusual slave-like unruliness.

It's just very cleverly hidden.If White didn't have spider vision and senses, he really wouldn't have been able to spot these people.

White silently remembered their appearance.

Perhaps these people helped him escape.

Then the supervisor began to call names, and White, standing behind the supervisor, thought to himself.

After a while, the supervisor who called the names did not arrange for White.

"Master in charge, what should I do?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow me."

Seeing this direction, White knew that he had been tricked and that he was being taken to the place where the fish-man slaves worked.

Murlocs here are different from ordinary humans. Murloc slaves are the lowest class in the Holy Land of Mary Joa.

They do hard work and don't get to eat twice a day like ordinary slaves.

They only had one meal a day, and it was the worst meal.

Generally, only human slaves who offend others will be assigned here.

Human slaves usually die within a week after arriving here. Some are unable to receive the work and food here, and some are beaten to death by fish-men who hate humans.

White cursed secretly, also wondering who was behind this.

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