captain migraine

What the captain and the walrus crew need most at this moment is to catch up on sleep. When they returned to the big bed in the captain's lounge, McGarl pulled a pillow and stuffed it under his head without saying a word, and gnawed a tribute to the sailors. "Captain's Madam" rye bread, he said while eating the bread, "Do you have the illusion that we tied the knot with everyone's blessing just now?"

Caesar changed his clothes and wiped himself, walked back to the bed and looked around, quietly took the bread from McGarr's mouth and threw it aside, and asked without looking back, "What's the knot?... I said But don't eat in my bed again."

"It's just a couple." McGarr rolled on the bed, reluctantly took the wet handkerchief handed over by the captain and wiped his face, then raised his feet, letting the captain wait on him very naturally. The cripple took off his shoes, "Now all of them think I'm your man."

The last words of the walrus made the captain laugh.

"My man?" He threw away the stinky shoes in his hand, raised his head and gave the walrus officer a 12 disdainful expression, his thin lips slightly raised, and said confidently, "Anyone with eyes and judgment would think that I You fucked up your ass."

McGarl is not angry at all, he just likes the blind confidence of the big dog (…).

The two who had been watching the live porn all night didn't say anything, just ate something and drank a couple of mouthfuls of fruit juice before going to bed, not to mention the breakfast that Lake mentioned, they didn't even bother to get up for lunch— ——On this day, the whole fleet knew that "the captain and McGarr are tired", and they didn't dare to pant hard. The musicians in the drum band had a vacation. They were all very quiet—Leoza was crying and demanding to break into the captain's lounge to snatch the man, but was suppressed by force and violence by the loyal first mate, Reick.

Finally at night when the sun was setting, McGarr opened his Sleeping Beauty eyes.

In the blurred vision, one can faintly see a dim candle lit on the desk not far away, and a blurry figure is shaking - it seems that he is bending over the desk case and writing something intently.Comrade Walrus thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to touch the side. As expected, he could only feel the coldness of the bed sheet next to him. It turned out that the big dog slept in that position, and only the wrinkled bed sheet could tell that a person had been pressed on it.

Comrade Walrus sighed, completely understanding the loneliness of being alone in an empty room.Stretching and slowly getting up from the bed, he yawned and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and only then did he see clearly the scene in the captain's lounge at this moment... He had already guessed before the table Of course that workaholic was Caesar, but what he didn't expect was that Lake still hadn't rolled back to his boat at this time.

"Red, are you in love with the Stormrage?" McGarr said slowly, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

The walrus man's voice obviously interrupted the conversation of the men who were talking in low voices. Caesar behind the desk raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently. On the contrary, Reick seemed much more enthusiastic. McGarr woke up, and immediately put aside the boss who obviously wanted to continue the conversation, strode over from the side of the cabin in three or two steps, raised his hand to lift the bed curtain, and poked his head, whether it was caring or sweeping with ulterior motives. Taking a look at the rooted walrus officer sitting on the boat, he stroked his chin and asked, "You still can't stand up?"

The walrus man curled his lips, patted his legs twice, and answered in silence.

"...Boss, you are terrible." A look of surprise flashed across Lake's face, and then he turned his head twice and seized the opportunity to taunt Caesar, "You won't let the crippled one go."

Caesar paused for a moment with the quill that was writing the letter quickly. He raised his head again and said blankly, "Thanks to you, we didn't do it."

McGarl laughed happily.

Lake was even more shocked. He stared at the silly and cheerful comrade Walrus: "Didn't do it? Didn't do it and you slept until the afternoon?!"

"Hasn't he been able to sleep like this all the time?" Caesar gave his first mate a disapproving look, "Get over here, big trash, why don't you run away before you finish talking—the one over there, you can either continue to lie down or not." Make a sound, or ring the bell next to you to call someone to serve you, eat and drink, I don’t have time to take care of you now.”

Ruthless wow.

Make trouble out of no reason.

Use it and throw it away.

McGarr struggled to get up, stretched out his paws and excitedly pulled the bell next to the captain's bed—he never knew what this thing was for before, and Caesar had never pulled it, so it's not like he didn't try to pull it Give it a try, but whenever he wants to do this, the man will throw him a knife and then add a sentence of "don't be cheap"... Once McGarl thought it was some kind of fire protection system, and the whole room would be sprayed with water That kind, he pulled it with special force today, and found that it was nothing more than a bell calling for sailors to come up and serve.

You couldn't believe how disappointed Comrade McGarl was when the door to the captain's lounge opened and a plain-looking sailor poked his head in and asked "What are your orders?"

In this regard, Caesar only gave him one word, which was translated into three words in Chinese: neuropathy.

After dinner, McGarl beckoned to Reck and carried him to the desk. He looked up and saw that Caesar was drawing a new coordinate map—the distribution of the surrounding islands and sea areas was something McGarl had never seen before. , Those scattered islands didn't even have names marked, only the various symbols painted on them by Caesar's vigorous and powerful handwriting for marking.

"What is this?" McGarr pointed to the huge island at the top of the map, which was deliberately circled in red ink.

"Fountain of Youth." Caesar didn't lift his head.

McGall: "..."

"Ask any questions." Caesar snorted, very impatiently, "Who knows what you're going to do with that expression."

"There are too many questions, I just haven't decided which one to ask." Comrade Walrus pursed his lower lip, "Isn't the only mermaid who can lead us to the Fountain of Youth dead? What's going on with this map? , it shouldn't exist."

The walrus man’s sentence sounds a bit strange. When Caesar looked up at him in a daze, he only saw the black-haired young man frowning tightly and staring down at the picture on his desk under the candlelight. Having just drawn half of the map, he blinked, Caesar felt that he was too suspicious, why should it be strange that this idiot in front of him spoke in a nonsensical manner?

Speaking of this, he remembered that before the little slave, he had never encountered such a difficult student... Thinking of this, the captain twitched his lips ironically, thinking that he was simply self-inflicted, and would The nautical chart tugged towards him, and said with disgust: "Get out of the way, your saliva is about to fall on my map—didn't that mermaid speak, so now we have another one that can I used a mermaid."

McGarr raised his face, with a dull expression on his face: "Did it tell you?"

"You told me," Rick touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect the mermaid to be such a creature that recognizes its master—well, that's right, no human being has ever mated with a mermaid alive or finished mating. For those who are still alive in the future, Lao Tzu can be regarded as the person who created history!"

"That mermaid spoke? Did it tell you how you found the Fountain of Youth—that's what it told you?" McGarr asked in surprise.

"It said it could lead us to the Fountain of Youth, that is, the pilot." Caesar frowned, "Because of the massacre at Mermaid's Harbor before, I haven't planned to fully trust it yet."

"...No, you can trust it." McGarr stared at the nautical chart in front of him, and said in a daze, "Mermaids are creatures that cannot lie."

The man raised his eyebrows.

McGarl raised his head and smiled at him: "I read it from the book, you said it yourself, you should read more."

Caesar didn't speak. He stared at McGarr for a while and then looked away blankly. He carefully put away the nautical chart and put it in the wooden barrel where the scrolls were stored. When he turned around, he carefully put the barrel in his hand behind him. When it was on the shelf, Lake dragged a chair and sat down beside the captain's desk. He propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the walruser with interest across the table: "The mermaid promised It will lead us to the approximate location of the Fountain of Youth, but I heard that to find it, we need another thing—"

"What is worthy of your looking at me like this?" McGarr said blankly, "Could it be my fate?"

"Fart," Caesar turned around, stretched out his hand and hooked the walrus man's chin, and said flatly, "How can your life be so valuable?"

Lake laughed.

McGarr rolled his eyes.

At this time, the window of the captain's lounge moved——

"Who?"

Caesar immediately opened the drawer, grabbed the musket inside, loaded it, took aim, and even grabbed a dagger and threw it to Lake. As for Megal... Megal was pulled from the chair to the ground by the protective Caesar. He fell on all fours, and when he got up from the ground rubbing his butt, he looked up and saw his girl squatting on the window stupidly, apologizing for the atmosphere of the enemy in the cabin.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm used to walking this way!" Zhizhi scratched his head and jumped out of the window. By the way, he still had time to stretch his head to comfort Megal, "Are you all right, Megal?"

... This silly girl.

McGarr reluctantly sat back on his chair with the help of Reck, but Caesar deducted one-third of his monthly salary before he could sit still, "Teach your pet well, let her learn how to Take the passage of human beings," Caesar put the musket back into the cabinet with a dark face, "you two will not give food tomorrow, so it is such a happy decision."

"I'm here for business!" Zhi Zhi widened her beautiful eyes, her face full of grievances.

Caesar sneered: "The big things don't prevent you from walking through the front door."

Don't talk back.The comrade walrus officer who was afraid that his wages would be deducted again made a gesture of shutting up at Zhizhi behind the captain, and at the same time raised his hand to chop with a knife to emphasize the importance of this order.

So Zhi Zhi obediently sat down on the floor of the captain's lounge with her little head down and her dirty skirt.

Because the captain, who is obsessed with cleanliness, hatefully refuses to let her sit on the sofa.

"The Fountain of Youth is in the 'Land of Sunset'," Zhizhi said seriously, wagging his fingers, "The 'Land of Sunset' that only appears when the full moon occurs every four years, falls on the first and fifteenth day of November of that year. Within two days, at sunset, the Kingdom of the Sunset will emerge from the water, and its entity and reflection will form a gate to enter. Only those who find the gate can enter the 'Kingdom of the Sunset'—the mermaid can lead you Find the entrance to the 'Sunset Kingdom', but to enter this place, you must open the gate of the Sunset Kingdom."

The big full moon happens every four years, and the big full moon in Zhizhi’s words refers to the 29-day February.

That is leap year, this year is 1488...and 1488 happened to be a leap year.

"I've heard the legend." Caesar turned around, and after a moment of contemplation, he pulled out a dusty book from the corner of the bookshelf. When he threw the book on the desk, he got too close Comrade Walrus sneezed, and the man gave him a disgusted look, then turned to Zhi Zhi, and said without much emotion, "I didn't expect you to know."

Zhizhi pointed to herself: "Prostitutes are very cultured."

...Why are you so proud?With a headache, McGarr felt that there was a big problem with the three views of the girl in front of him.

Caesar put the book in his hand under his hand, curled his lips, tilted his head slightly to look at Zhizhi, and asked with interest: "What else do you know?"

"What opens the door to the 'Sunset Kingdom' can only be the blood of a 'person who turns day and night into black and white' - not a lot, just a little bit, but it must be fresh." Zhizhi sat on the ground, with her hands on the hem of her skirt In the above, I emphasized again very seriously, "The one who wants to live is 'the person who turns day and night into black and white'."

Lake subconsciously turned back to look at McGarr.

Zhizhi shook her head: "It's not him."

McGarl didn't speak, he sat on the chair expressionlessly, staring at the girl on the ground with his pair of black pupils without blinking.

Surprisingly, Zhizhi smiled. She stood up and patted the dust on her skirt. Under Caesar's disapproving gaze, she walked towards Megal step by step, and patted the black-haired young man on the shoulder. "Don't worry too much," she said softly that no one could understand, "what should happen will happen, everything is predestined."

However, McGarl never answered her, he just raised his eyelids, and his gaze became a little cold when he looked at Zhizhi.

Zhi Zhi shrugged, and turned her feet slightly, she once again raised a sweet smile on her face, looked at the amber pupils of the captain of Stormrage, and said with a smile: "That's it, I really hope you My sister is still alive and healthy at this moment, and you can contact her as soon as possible, our time is really running out, isn't it?"