I, the intern, was being listened to by Whitebeard

"Daddy, Marco, Jinping, Roy, when are you going to talk over there? The sea kings are already roasted, hurry up and eat them, this is a roasted sea king that I, Thatch, have worked hard to cook, there are hundreds of steps in the process alone!"

"Hahaha! I'll eat first! Daddy, come and eat it quickly! Hmm! Yes, yes, Thatch, your craft is getting better and better. "

"Save the best part of the meat for Roy, you guys don't eat it, it's for him!".

"Okay, okay, don't be so stingy, just a little bit, a little bit!".

"Just a little, I think it's a little bit!"

"Roy came over to eat barbecue! Eat a little more, you can get stronger! You see, brother, I have eaten more than a thousand kilograms, and this size alone can knock a group of people!"

"Don't mislead people, how handsome Roy is, what if you get fat and can't find a girlfriend in the future?".

"Aha!!!

".

“......"

On this night, many people were drunk, including Roy.

No way, he just wanted to eat more meat.

But the pirates of the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't stand it, and they all wanted to come over and have a drink with him.

As a result, he drank more than a thousand glasses by himself!

And it's the kind of high spirit!

Who can withstand this?

Roy is inevitably drunk, but fortunately he is not the kind of person who can talk drunk when he is drunk, he usually falls asleep directly after he is drunk, and no one can wake up.

In desperation.

Marco had Roy carried to the cabin and a cabin for Roy to live in.

The Moby Dick has its big benefits.

The Whitebeard Pirates have a total of 1,600 people, each of whom has an eight-square-meter cabin to live in.

Although eight square meters is not particularly large.

But with a single bed....

Set up a desk....

Set up a wardrobe....

Enough is enough!

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Time passes.

Next.

Afternoon.

Roy's salted fish biological clock was very punctual, and he could wake up on time when it was about two o'clock in the afternoon.

But if it's not yet two o'clock in the afternoon, it's not an ordinary difficulty to call him up.

Sleep late and wake up late!

Lie flat exclusive!

After getting up, Roy suddenly felt a pain in his brain, which is a normal phenomenon of a hangover.

Truth be told, he rarely drinks.

Not to mention drunk.

"Is this the cabin of the Moby Dick, that is to say, is this my room from now on?"

Roy sat up.

Look left and right.

It was found that although the sparrows were small, they had all kinds of organs.

In a small cabin, there is everything.

There's even a small bookshelf with some books on loan, most of them fiction biographies.

After all, don't expect a bunch of pirates to be able to read anything too esoteric.

Quite a few of them are literate....

That's pretty good.

Rubbing his swollen eyebrows, Roy yawned, stretched lazily, and muttered to himself: "These guys, one by one, are really, if it weren't for my strong physique, these more than a thousand glasses of wine wouldn't have poured me to death?"

"Wait!".

He instantly sobered up and reacted.

"I can drink it so well, shouldn't I show the filling?"

After all, the character he is going to create is a mediocre and very wasteful salted fish.

This person is not going to be broken, right?

"No... It shouldn't be!".

Roy quickly shook his head.

Muttered, "Nami is so weak that she can not get drunk for a thousand glasses, what does it matter if I Roy can drink a little more?".

After figuring it out...

No more worries.

After a brief wash, he walked to the deck of the Moby Dick.

I saw the vast sea all around.

He suddenly discovered....

The Moby Dick is already on the voyage.

It's already far from Saleen Island.

"Roy! Morning!" Marco came out of nowhere, and he looked Roy up and down as if relieved.

He showed a wry smile and said apologetically: "I accidentally drank too much last night, forgetting that your physique is not very high, so that you drank so much wine." "

"I'm so sorry! I'm glad you're okay..."

Sure enough, there was no reluctance!

"It's okay!" Roy shook his head, his smile was slightly reluctant, as if the strength of last night's wine had not passed, his face was a little pale, and his expression was a little sluggish: "Just rest for a while." "

Seeing Roy like this.

Marco felt even more guilty.

A cloud of resurrection green flames rose from his palm, and his face was full of guilt, and he said: "My immortal bird fruit ability, I have the ability to treat other people's injuries and diseases, as long as it is not a particularly stubborn dark disease, the general effect is very good." "

"Why don't I treat you?"

"No! I'll just take a break!".

"Oh, really, but your face doesn't look good. "

"Uh-huh!

“...... That's, that's fine!".

Marco took back the resurrection Qingyan and advised, "Then you must take a good rest." "

"Uh-huh!!".

[Just kidding!!How could you let me be treated?If I did, wouldn't I be exposed in a minute?] Although more than a thousand glasses of spirits were indeed very strong, and my constitution was not covered, and I would return my life. 】

[Hmph!] My face is all pretended, and it seems that my acting skills have improved a little more. 】

"Huh, why do you feel like someone is watching me?].

[Rub, whitebeard again?].

[Are his eyes magnets?] Or do I have magnets on my body?].

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