captain migraine

Chase?

How to chase?

Stepping forward with both legs, sliding both hands away from the breaststroke forward posture, trying to catch up with the Stormrage, which has long since run away?

Or cut down trees and paddle to find the legendary land of sunset?

... By the time he cuts the wood, Caesar may already be watching the gate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun and seeing the gods, right?It is good to have dreams and ambitions, but when objective conditions do not permit, all declarations are fart.

You can't imagine what it's like to be a savage on an isolated island. The days go by and the only good thing that happens during these times is that Megal and Zhizhi actually found fresh water deep in the island's jungle The source, it is a very deep pool, like a natural wellhead, no one knows where it leads.

There are no cannibals and no animals on the island, only unedible sand and undrinkable seawater—the days are empty, lonely, and extremely simple, and even shit has to be buried in sand with a shy face, and cats Like a dung ball, McGarr felt that after two more days like this, he might forget that he was still a human being.

Every day, relying on all kinds of edible and inedible wild fruits in the jungle and all kinds of sea creatures caught from the sea to maintain the instinct to survive-Megal never imagined that he would actually One day he will be so downcast that he wants to eat turtle soup cooked in coconut shells. When he frowns and stuffs the disgustingly tender turtle meat into his mouth, he will say "chicken tastes crunchy and delicious" Zhizhi called this "improving food".

"Sister paper, I think I finally realized the essential difference between humans and beasts."

"what?"

"For example, me and you."

"roll."

"..."

At least for McGarl, the biggest gain from this little toss on the isolated island is to let him learn to climb trees, although the fruit that tempted him to climb the tree in the end made him unfortunately lose thousands of miles.In this regard, Zhizhi, a girl who has no love from her compatriots, just sneered and laughed, "You are already the result of the holy light, you are a foodie."

Megal lived a monotonous and repetitive life every day, watching the sun rise and set, almost forgot to count the days——

Until one day, when the black-haired young man with weak legs was squatting on the beach, wondering whether the fruits in front of him could be eaten, suddenly a group of birds in the jungle behind him flew up as if frightened, and the quiet jungle was overwhelmed. The huge movement made a lot of noise—he looked up in confusion, and McGarl was surprised to find that a huge merchant ship was slowly approaching the island in front of him, and the flag of Spain was flying above the mast. .

Kicking away the many fruits in front of him, McGarr naively thought that his McGarbinson Crusoe could finally write a happy ending at this point.

He was about to spread his hooves and run towards the legendary side story of happiness.

Who knew that what he was waiting for was actually a cheating open ending.

Visitor: "..."

McGarr: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Leosa: "Why are you?"

McGarr: "Why are you!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"This is the only way to get to the agreed place—this is an isolated island, why are you...wait, wait—"

The red-haired boy crossed his hips, slightly squinted his golden pupils, and looked up and down at McGarl, finally resting his gaze on the musket at his waist. According to Leoza's observation, Caesar's pervert is the only one It is commendable that he has at least some sense of reason and never let McGarr play with muskets.

So at this pace...

"Are you exiled?"

The red-haired boy cruelly explained the mystery.

McGall: "..."

Leosa: "Hahahaha."

McGarr felt that there was nothing more annoying than a heartless child in the world, and red hair was the worst crime.

In the end, McGarr was honestly picked up by Leosa and picked up on the Wasp. Compared with the annoying little brat, it is obvious that continuing to live as a savage rolling dung balls and throwing sand pits makes McGarr more particular. The quality of life is unbearable for cultural people—what’s more, Leosa is going to find Caesar, who is Caesar, and Caesar is a big dog. I didn’t expect that after only a few days of separation, they would——

"Don't think about it!"

On the fancy big bed in the captain's lounge, the boy propped his head up and ruthlessly shattered the dream of Stormrage's former walrus crew with a lazy tone.

Then, three days after Leosa finished speaking, McGarr was personally supervised and kidnapped by the first mate of the Wasp, and returned to Djerba Island in the original pose.

……

"Rum! Wheat beer! Hot whiskey! Cheese, strongman?—"

"Freshly shipped coconut jujubes, buy coconuts and get hard bread!"

When he stepped on the ground of the familiar wooden pier in Djerba Island, McGarl put his waist down and faced the sea to enjoy the warmth of flowers blooming. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion after nearly half a year, and finally he returned to the original place. .

Djerba Island is still the pirate paradise Djerba Island that sings and sings every night.

McGarr is still the poor Speech Impaired McGarl.

He was penniless when he left, and he was still penniless when he came back, but his body was complete and there was no missing arm or leg——this kind of glorious retreat state, even if you say it, you won’t believe it.

Well, at least Old Fant and his 24-year-old son warmly welcomed the return of McGarl, and expressed strong condemnation and suspicion that he had been a pirate on the Stormrage for half a year, but he didn't make any money.

McGarr insisted on not telling them that his wages had been in negative territory since the second day he boarded the ship—if the boss hadn’t gone to show it to a holy place that he didn’t know where The door is closed, he may have to sell himself on the Stormrage for the rest of his life to pay off those debts that can never be replaced.

……

"There are too many rules on the boat, from eating and drinking to the ups and downs of chattering while sleeping," the black-haired young man was sitting at the dining table in the old Fant's house, when the old man reminded him for the countless times that eating and drinking was very behavioral. When the situation was so bad, McGarl replied solemnly, "It's so stupid that people can't help but want to foul."

"You stayed on the black sea wolf's fleet for half a year, what have you learned?" Lake poured a glass of light beer for McGarr.

"You've been asking this question since I came back. It's been more than half a month. Are you tired of it?"

"Not tired."

The black-haired young man said thank you while holding up a glass full of cold yellow wine, grabbed the glass and poured half of it without hesitation, the cold wine was left on the corners of his lips, and McGarr stretched out his hand Wiping it with his sleeve, he raised his eyelids and saw Lake's envious expression without any surprise. He smiled and touched his nose, thinking to sum it up, he walked aboard the Stormrage for a while. The circle is really like a dream——

The only change is that he was a virgin when he got on the ship, and he was not when he got off the ship (...), and this major reform was personally participated and assisted by Caesar, the captain of the Stormrage.

McGarl stretched out his hand and slapped Lake on the forehead: "What are you doing with your envious face, the sky above the Stormrage is not bluer than that of Djerba Island."

"Then why did you stay here for more than half a year, and you couldn't bear to come back even though you didn't get half of it?"

McGarr raised his eyebrows and mocked: "I'm fucking busy swimming in the Mediterranean Sea for half a year, so I jumped off the boat and swam back?"

Lake listened to this answer and didn't talk anymore. This young man didn't know what he was eating. In this short half a year, he actually learned what it means to "observe words and emotions". It looked like a rare animal. After watching it for a long time, he finally uttered a sentence that almost scared McGall to death: "The captain treats you badly?"

This time McGarr stopped talking, he could only stare at Lake, he really didn't know how to answer this deadly simple question——

This question is as boring as parents who have to ask their son what kind of girl he likes after his son falls in love.

For more than half a year, I ate one piece and slept one piece every day. Whoever his grandma can sum up in two words "good" and "bad" is a complete wolf.

"This question is too profound, and I can't answer it."

McGarr rolled his eyes and expressed his refusal to answer this question. After speaking, he turned around and continued drinking with Old Fant in his arms, leaving Lake alone in a daze, unable to figure out what was so profound about this question——

Captain, can you not be partial, the shift is fair, the salary is paid in arrears as usual, and the crew is not used to fill holes and guns, isn't it considered good?Is this problem difficult?Where is the problem?Where is the esoteric?

……

When he walked out of Old Fant's house, McGarl deliberately went to the backyard of his house, and found out with no regrets that this guy actually raised sheep in the backyard, and the prostitute next door who once provided human milk to Caesar to heal his eyes My sister is also pregnant with her second child.

At this moment, the black-haired young man’s feet were already a little unsteady. He heard the sea breeze blowing the tropical trees in his ears, and the shadows of the trees swayed behind him. The dancers and guests in the tavern laughed loudly—no one cared about this What does the black-haired young man who stands in a daze in the sheepfold in the middle of the night want to do, and no one cares why some people don't go home in the middle of the night, don't drink, squat on the side of the road, cover their faces and think about life.

Only when a few drunken pirates staggered past, they would engage in map shooting indiscriminately-map dating.

"Oh, boy, what are you doing here? Do you want to have a shot?"

"Mao, get out!"

"Oh, Greg treats you to the best beer in the pub!"

"Mao, get out!"

"Oh, boy, your voice has a foreign accent!"

"Mao, get out!"

"Oh, young boy, I think you look familiar. Did you also go to the job fair for Stormrage half a year ago?"

"Mao, get out!"

"Oh, boy, let me tell you, it's a good thing you didn't get elected, Caesar is dead, the captain of the Stormrage was replaced by Reck, and the top spot in the Mediterranean finally fell to the ass of the red-haired boy Leosa under--"

"...Mao, get out!"

They say dogs have nine lives.

He will not die.