Summoner of Pirate World

Al suddenly felt that the barbecue in his hand was tasteless, but Roy didn't say a word. After using it, he put away all the condiments, cut off a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, eating and chewing at the same time. Mouth.

If you were to describe Al's mood at this moment in earthly terms, it would be: "Fuck, that's so mean."

When it comes to infuriating people, Roy is relatively good at it, and every move he makes gives off the aura of someone who deserves a beating.

But he didn't do it deliberately, because the condiments were prepared in advance.He is an extremely picky person about food and will try his best to satisfy his taste buds as long as conditions permit.

If storage conditions were not limited, he would even want to pickle some sauces to serve with rice.

Perhaps because he sensed Al's emotions, Roy motioned for him to sit down and sprinkled some barbecue ingredients on him.

The two of them haven't communicated since they boarded the ship, and now they can feel more at ease while Kaloi is seriously injured and unconscious.

"This is where the treasure is buried, right?" Although the question was asked, his tone was indeed affirmative.

Al didn't act carelessly, he nodded: "Here is the old man's life savings, and his most precious things are hidden here."

"So, this number must be extremely huge." Roy couldn't help but look forward to it. He knew that the one who liked to hide treasures most in this era and had huge wealth was the Qingjiao of the Eight Treasure Navy, which was sealed in the thick ice. The huge treasure underneath will even reflect the entire ice surface into gold under the sunlight.

"The amount is not necessarily huge, but it is extremely precious and cannot be exchanged for ordinary treasures. Compared with the treasures here, the belongings on the ship are simply disposable garbage."

Roy's heart moved slightly: "I hope what you said is true. The feeling of failed hope is uncomfortable."

Al didn't speak anymore and looked into the distance silently. There was also expectation and inexplicable enthusiasm in his eyes.

Time gradually passed, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye.

The sky was pitch black, and although there were still stars, the eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of black gauze, making everything he saw hazy and unreal.

This is the time when people are most likely to feel sleepy.

Even the crew on duty was already snoring on the deck.

Roy, who had just woken up, wiped some green liquid under his nose and instantly woke up and became more energetic.

He quietly got off the boat and walked around behind a rock on the beach, where Al was waiting.

The two looked at each other and then headed in the same direction.

Roy knew the approximate location of the treasure through the compass before, but he still chose to act with Al.To be realistic, he couldn't carry much treasure by himself, so Al was left to work as a free labor force.To put it more mysteriously, he always felt that Al had a certain quality, something similar to the aura of the protagonist.He always felt that this guy would come in handy sooner or later.

On the way, Roy, who was sarcastic and talkative, didn't say much. He always felt that this place was familiar and felt that he had forgotten something, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember anything.

When he woke up, he first paid attention to his position, and combined with other people's words, he simulated the scene of being washed ashore by the sea.Afterwards, he observed the rise and fall of the tide, and found that unless he was rolled up by a wave hundreds of meters high and thrown out on the top of the wave, there was no way he would be washed to that position.

Moreover, my body is not very wet, and there is no large amount of salt left on my body after seawater has been dried. There are very few white salt stains remaining on my clothes, just a small amount of sweating, and the sticky feeling on my body is obviously due to The cause of the sweating, and the sun wasn't enough to make him sweat that much when he woke up.This also means that he actually exercised at a certain intensity before falling asleep.

But because there were too many people where he woke up, the scene was very chaotic, and there was no way to tell which direction he came from.

Suddenly, he saw a banana tree not far ahead.

This banana tree looked very pitiful, because not only did it have no fruits, but the entire trunk was broken open and chewed into pieces.

"Wait why do I know this is a banana tree?"

Roy was suddenly stunned.

The tree was severely damaged, but it was still some distance away. Even before he could see clearly, he knew it was a banana tree.Although he knew a lot about plants, he was definitely not at the point where he could tell what they were by looking at the remains from a distance.

He walked closer and took a closer look. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt.

Suddenly, he put his fingers into his mouth and began to reach for his little tongue.

"vomit cough cough cough"

Al said it was difficult to understand Roy's sudden mysterious operation.But he didn't panic, nor did he care about Roy's condition. He just stood there and waited for him.

This was not because he believed in this man, but because of his pure attitude that even if "Yig" died inexplicably, it wouldn't matter.The reason why he chose to follow Roy was, on the one hand, to survive, but on the other hand, he also felt that certain qualities in "Yig" were very compatible with him, and he thought it would be interesting to be with such a person.But it is only limited to this, far from the point where life and death depend on each other.After all, from a certain perspective, "Yig" is actually his father-killing enemy.

Roy just retched there as if no one was around, and didn't stop until acidic water started to come out.

There was a puddle of food scraps on the floor, and he vomited out the little meat he finally ate at night.

The smell of barbecue, fruit, and wine mixed with wine ferments in the stomach and is spit out. The smell is really

However, Roy did not dislike himself. Instead, he squatted down and looked for something in the pile of vomit with a serious look on his face.

This picture is really weird, strange, and disgusting. Anyone who sees it will feel sick to his stomach and wish to run away far away.The bad-tempered one even wanted to throw a stone at him.

Al, who had always been calm, felt a little uncomfortable when faced with this scene, and frowned subconsciously.

But Roy still went his own way, completely forgetting that there was another person around him, and even picked up a piece of bark and started to pull it.

Suddenly, he found a relatively complete banana piece in the pile of vomit.

His eyes narrowed, a sense of familiarity became stronger, and a picture began to slowly unfold in his mind.