Pirates: Approaching Science

The sky is filled with yellow sand and overgrown with weeds.

The sun gradually dimmed, and a blushing sunset appeared on the horizon, shining into the interior through the canvas of the tent.

In front of the base camp, a group of soldiers with weapons in hand were patrolling back and forth at the entrance.

Ever since Guan Yinping and others went to the battlefield, Saint Charles had been staying in the camp looking around for the whole afternoon.

The little fat man who has never been to the outside world alone has a natural curiosity and affection for these NPCs who are not afraid of him.

What's more, the little fat man clearly knows that these people are die-hard loyal existences to him. Even for the Tianlong people, they will look down upon those existences that are both obedient and useful.

The little fat man was chatting with a guard named Wu Lang in the camp.

This young man is a damn talent. When the little fat man talks to him, he is not afraid of the stage. When he was young, he went to a foreign country, single-handedly killed a group of horse thieves, and rescued the foreign compatriots. He told the story to the little fat man vividly and with ups and downs. .

The little fat man is still young, and he has always been praised by his family elders for the glorious heroic deeds of his ancestors. As a result, he still has a heroic plot hidden deep in his young heart, and he is not as crazy as those adult Celestial Dragons.

However, what I usually come into contact with are either some heinous pirate slaves or ordinary islanders with frightened faces.

The little fat man was very confused and didn't understand why they were looking at him with fear and viciousness even though he had done nothing.

Gradually, the little fat man began to believe what the adults said. The mortals outside were a bunch of scum and they did not deserve their own mercy.

Even the most trusted person around him, Sambold, was a pirate leader when he was young. Although he surrendered at his feet now, his occasional viciousness made Charros feel deeply uncomfortable and fearful.

Although those people worshiped and complimented him on the surface, Saint Charros could clearly feel the hypocrisy and disgust behind these people.

But here, Saint Charlos felt different treatment. No one here cared about his identity as a Celestial Dragon. No one looked at him with strange eyes. Everyone believed in and relied on themselves wholeheartedly.

This kind of sincerity that he had never experienced before made Saint Charlos feel unprecedentedly comfortable and happy, and he also had a little doubts and refutations about the adults' words.

At this time, the little fat man was sitting on the chair, laughing and listening to the spitting speech of the simple Wu Lang, sometimes giggling and sometimes indignant. He was even excited and cheered loudly when he heard that Wu Lang successfully rescued his compatriots.

Just when the little fat man was planning to ask more about the outside stories with this proud-looking young man.

Suddenly there was a dull crash outside the camp.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Before the fat man in the camp was ready, he was startled by the sudden impact. He immediately covered his ears with his hands, bent his belly, quickly moved his short legs, and hurriedly hid under the chair of the commander.

Wu Lang saw that his lord was frightened, and when he heard that the situation outside had changed, he changed his playful smile, opened the camp door with a solemn expression, and went outside to check the situation.

There was a chaos of war outside, and groups of soldiers holding long swords were heading outside to support them.

Wu Lang's face was dark, knowing that the battle ahead was unfavorable, so he turned around and ordered the two soldiers in front of the main account: "I am going to the front to check the situation. You two should go and call a team of people over now. You must not let the lord Get a little hurt!”

"understand!"

After saying that, he took out the sword in his hand and decided to go to the front to see the battle situation before reporting back to the lord.

Saint Charles was trembling under the chair at this time. Through the tent, he saw the lights and shadows outside moving in an orderly manner, and he was extremely frightened.

Damn it, this game is so realistic!

Wan, if I get hurt here, will I die of pain?

The little fat man held his head and hid under the chair, feeling timid and nervous.

After a few minutes, the dull crashing sound gradually disappeared, and the pinging and wailing sounds of weapons clashing began to appear outside.

The wailing before the end of life is like some kind of sacred ritual, echoing the first cry at birth, waving goodbye to this miserable world from beginning to end.

Tear!

There was a sound of fighting at the door of the camp where the little fat man was, and then the sound disappeared. The sound of the tent tearing entered Saint Charles's ears, making him tremble with fright.

Bang!

A figure fell and was knocked away and fell not far from the little fat man.

The little fat man took a closer look and exclaimed: "Wu Lang!"

Wu Lang was lying on the ground covered in blood, his clothes and armor were damaged, and he was in a miserable state.

In his dim consciousness, he suddenly heard the voice of his lord. Wu Lang gritted his teeth and looked up, and saw a frightened little fleshy face. Wu Lang struggled to stretch out his palm with a broken finger, and used the last strength of his life to roar loudly. : "Lord, run quickly!"

After saying that, Wu Lang's body turned into pieces and disappeared before the little fat man's bewildered eyes.

Scenes of heartwarming scenes of chatting and joking with Wu Lang appeared in the little fat man's mind. The little fat man looked at the place where Wu Lang disappeared and murmured: "Wu, Wu Lang."

Suddenly a familiar voice pulled Charros out of his memories.

"Oh, isn't that who? How did you end up in this situation!"

Hearing the same childish voice but unable to hide its smile, the little fat man looked at the source of the voice in shock.

"Rosinandee!"

The person who came was none other than Rossi. Rossi looked at Charlos who was lying on the ground with a smile.

When the little fat man saw the culprit appearing, he remembered Wu Lang's death and the fear he had just felt. He crawled out from under the chair, pointed at Rosie and said angrily: "Rosinandi! How dare you come out."

The little fat man pointed at the bloodstains around him and the roaring and wailing sounds outside. He pointed at Rosie and cursed: "Roxindi, look at it, look at what you have done! All this is because of you. !”

Rossi looked at Charles in shock. This guy had taken the wrong medicine.

Shouldn't you be the righteous party?

Is it really okay for you, a Celestial Dragon, to say such unconventional words?

Rossi walked in front of Charles, covered his head with his hand, and said strangely: "Hey, you didn't take the wrong medicine, right? This is just a game!"

Charros waved away Rossi's arm and glanced fearfully at the handsome man next to Rossi who was holding a spear and wearing silver armor.

"Screw your games, they are more emotional than the mortals outside! They know how to be grateful for life!"

"Rosinanti, who fucked your brother, just wait for me, don't let me catch you."

"When I get out, I will definitely not let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"How dare you kill Wu Lang? Do you know that his wife is still waiting for him to rescue him under the Jinshan Temple! His seven sons are still under the mountain waiting for him to return with their grandfather! You scum is worse than a beast!"

Rossi looked at the man in front of him with a constipated expression, who was arrogant and arrogant, speaking vigorously, and looking ready to die generously at any time.

Rosie put her hand on her forehead and lowered her head. She looked at the little fat man who was still there and vowed to look good to her. She felt extremely depressed.

This world is so crazy! Even mice serve as bridesmaids to cats!

The Celestial Dragons can all turn into biological bitches!

Although Rossi didn't know what happened to Charles Saint during this period, this did not prevent Rossi from winning the final victory.

Rossi turned his head and glanced at the general beside him. The general understood and stabbed Charles's chest with his gun.

Surprisingly, he couldn't feel the pain, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. When the little fat man closed his eyes, he repeatedly saw Guan Yinping rushing into the camp with blood on his face, as if screaming something loudly to him, but it was a pity for him. Can't hear.

The little fat man closed his eyes, and he seemed to see Guan Yinping crying for him.

It’s great, she’s still alive~

What a pity, it’s so hard to find real friends~