Pirate: I, destroy the engine

Two days passed easily.

In the early morning, after Fick finished washing, he came to the large dining hall on the ship.

The main ship of the Creek Pirates, the dreadnought battleship Saber, is not only huge, but also has a decent environment.

Although it is not as large as the navy's large warships, it has all the facilities.

It was still early at this time, and there were only Fike and the busy chef in the canteen.

The cafeteria is a buffet style. There is a lot of food on the waiting table, and the food is quite good.

Fick held a piece of breakfast in his hand and started eating it at a seat nearby.

During these two days, I didn't encounter any islands, so it was very relaxing.

When Fike finished the breakfast for ten people and was half full, others came over.

No one said hello to Fick, because no one knew his name.

"Brother, you got up so early, aren't you sleepy?"

While Fick was eating, a team leader sat across from Fick.

It could be seen that the squad leader looked extremely tired and his eyes were bloodshot.

Even the hand holding the spoon was trembling slightly, as if he was overindulging.

Fike spent two days leisurely and relaxed, but that was not the case for others.

For the Creek Pirates, these two days were an unprecedented moment of disaster.

It also allowed them to see why people talk about the Grand Line with disdain.

The weird weather can only be described in two words, damn it.

One moment it was scorching summer, and the next moment it was snowing in May, the temperature plummeted, and even the sea froze.

In order to escape from the snowy area, the Creek Pirates used cannonballs to clear the way, spending thousands of cannonballs to escape.

However, just after escaping from the snowy area, the sound of cannonballs attracted three sea kings several kilometers away.

After being chased by three sea kings for a day and a night, the sea kings retreated.

In one day, the Creek Pirates lost ten ships and thousands of men.

I thought that with the retreat of the Neptune species, things could get better.

An eight-level strong wind stunned everyone in the Creek Pirates.

Under strong winds, the waves are turbulent and the ship may capsize at any time.

In order to survive smoothly, Creek ordered all ships to be connected with ropes, which made things better.

However, the good times did not last long.

A ship's ammunition depot exploded due to excessive turmoil, causing a fire.

The wind helped the fire, and with all the ships connected together, more than a dozen ships burned in an instant.

When the wind ceased and the fire died down, the large convoy of more than 50 ships was reduced to less than thirty.

More than half of the 5000 people suffered casualties, and there were countless injured, and the ship's doctor was simply too busy.

Such an unlucky situation, let alone encountering it, they would never have dared to think about it before!

For more than a day, there was no enemy, and more than half of the more than 5000 people suffered casualties. Who can believe this?

However, the nightmare is still not over.

Last night in the afternoon, the ship's doctor reported that there was an outbreak of scurvy due to too many wounded people on the ship.

However, all the oranges on the ship were lost in the disaster, and the ship's doctor was helpless.

In order to save his life, Crick chose to cut off his tail and abandon all the wounded.

This was a wise decision, and they finally spent last night safely.

However, probably no one can fall asleep except Fick, right?

After these two days, everyone in the Creek Pirates was full of fear of the Grand Line.

The initial excitement had long since dissipated.

It is said that Crick was hiding in his room without seeing anyone, and was thinking about whether to withdraw from the Grand Line.

Although Fick had not seen Creek, that was what everyone on the ship said, and he didn’t know if it was a rumor.

It can be seen that it is still unclear whether Creek wants to withdraw or not. These crew members are really scared.

"Brother, you are worthy of being from the Grand Line! You can still be so calm."

Seeing Fike's energetic state, the team leader gave a thumbs up in praise.

After encountering so many disasters in two days, I could still sleep peacefully and my appetite was still strong. I couldn't help but accept it.

Is this the Grand Line?

Are people from the Grand Line accustomed to these disasters?

How did these people living on the Grand Line survive?

"Yeah! It's normal, just get used to it."

Fick nodded, with a slight smile on his face.

These people never doubted that it was bad luck, they only thought it was due to the Grand Line itself.

If the Grand Line was really so weird, no pirates from all over the world would dare to enter.

Of course, Fick doesn't explain these things.

In two days, nearly 3000 people were lost, mainly because the Creek Pirates were too weak.

The gap in strength between him and him was too large, which allowed his talent to be used to its full potential.

"Huh? Just get used to it? How is that possible?"

The squad leader smiled bitterly and shook his head, remembering the time when he was roaming the East China Sea.

Used to it?

Before he gets used to it, he will die on the Grand Line.

Donghai is great!Let him run rampant and he will be invincible on the sea.

"Alas! It's all the navigator's fault for not predicting weather changes in advance."

After thinking about it for a while, the team leader gritted his teeth and yelled angrily.

If it hadn't been for the initial blizzard, they wouldn't have escaped, and they wouldn't have attracted the Neptunes.

If the Neptune species were not aroused, they would not encounter strong winds of level [-], and nothing would happen.

This, of course, is the responsibility of the navigator.

The team leader was in low spirits and had no appetite. He ate a few hastily and then stood up.

After taking two steps, the team leader looked back at Fike.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

Patting his head, the team leader said sheepishly:

"I'm so sorry, I've been so busy these two days."

Now, he has no intention of winning over Fick, but sincerely wants to make friends with him.

Fick comes from the Grand Line and has experience dealing with the weird weather on the Grand Line.

If you make good friends with Fick, you may be able to save your life in critical moments.

"Fick, just call me Fick."

Fike raised his head and smiled, which made people feel refreshed.

"Brother Fick."

The squad leader sat down again, licking his face and getting closer to Fike:

"Brother, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the Grand Line. You have to take care of me!"

Looking at Fike with a pleading look on his face, the squad leader had tears in his eyes.

It’s not that he wants to be a bitch, it’s just that the Grand Line is too dangerous.

"Uh……"

Fick felt a chill, swallowed the food with difficulty, and then smiled awkwardly:

"It's easy to talk, we are all brothers."

It was so disgusting, so disgusting that Fick almost vomited.

Do you dare to look at a big shoehorned face with a tearful and pitiful pleading expression?

If it is a cute and pretty girl, it would be pleasing to the eye if she makes this expression.

And does this squad leader really have no self-awareness at all and actually pretends to be a beautiful girl?

Do you think you are Sailor Moon?

It was the first time in 18 years that Fick encountered such a disgusting person.

Even though there was no grudge in the past and no grudge in the recent past, Fick still wanted to kill him.

"Chong."

Under the table, feeling Fike's emotions, the wind blade hanging on his waist was half an inch out of its sheath.

"I go first."

Fike couldn't stand it anymore, so he didn't even eat anymore, so he got up and left.

The rare good mood disappeared into thin air.