Battle of Pirates Bear Roar

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The waves move forward slowly, and the moonlight ripples along with them.

The furry ears flapped, and Locke opened his eyelids and raised his head.

Many animals woke up.

Some eyes shine brightly at night, all looking towards the seaside.

As he got closer, Locke didn't know what kind of creature was attacking him, so he stood up and assumed a fighting posture.

Circles of ripples rippled on the sea surface, and under the moonlight, a very huge fiery red crab emerged, at least ten meters high.

The eight legs are like wearing steel armor, thick and powerful, stepping on the beach, and the two eyes are like light bulbs, emitting a strong light.

"What type of crab is this?"

Locke scratched his chin curiously.

Viola was awakened by the silence. She was old and didn't sleep well. She would wake up if there was the slightest disturbance. She glanced at the seaside and said, "That's not a crab, it's a submarine."

She woke up the little fox wrapped around her neck, pushed away the tail of the big civet cat, and shouted, "I'm here."

The crab's eyes turned around, and a dazzling light shone over him.

"Dr. Viola, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

Mechanical sound came from the crab's body. The crab spread its eight legs, ran straight over, and stopped in front of the animals.

The animals were not used to the bright light and roared in protest.

Locke waved his claws and said: "Brothers, we are leaving. We will play again when we have time next time. Bye."

"Gee chi."

"Hooho."

"Ouch." The animals said goodbye reluctantly, with tears in their eyes.

Locke was not used to such an atmosphere, nor was he separated from Mihawk and the others the day before yesterday.

Parting is always sad.

It had nothing to do with the length of time. Locke could only push them away, "Okay, goodbye, mother-in-law, as long as I keep sailing, sooner or later we will meet one day."

The submarine crab is lying on the ground, with a bulge on its back, and the surrounding iron armor is like running water, rushing down to form a ladder.

Viola carried her luggage and shouted: "Locke, it's time to go up."

"Oh, here we come." Locke replied, took a deep look at them, turned around resolutely, and stepped onto the ladder.

The raised piece on the back opened automatically, and it turned out to be the door leading inside.

Locke bent down, squeezed in with a little force, and climbed down the ladder, like a constipated person, working hard.

Oh, suddenly I felt much more relaxed. It turned out that I had reached the belly of the crab. It was very spacious and illuminated by warm lights.

It is equipped with a bar, a bed, and books to pass the time.

Directly in front is the control console, with only one person and two guys who are obviously robots busy.

"Dr. Viola, I am deeply sorry for what happened in your hometown, and I am a little lucky to be able to see you again."

"Hodder, what you said makes me happy and annoyed at the same time."

Viola looked at this former disciple.

Hodder was wearing a white coat, his hair was messy and unkempt, and his beard was also messy. His eyes fell on Locke, "Who is this?"

"Locke from the fur tribe is also the student I want to recommend to the astronomy department."

Either Viola doesn't want to put Locke into her class, or Atlantis has a special system.

To prevent personal relationships from becoming personal, tutors can only recommend students but cannot personally teach the students they recommend.

Among the six subjects, Viola believes that Locke, who has been at sea all year round, needs to know some navigation knowledge.

Decided to recommend Locke to the astronomy department.

Out of his trust in Viola, Hodder had no doubts and said with a smile: "To be recommended by Dr. Viola, you must be very talented in astronomy. Let's discuss it if we have the opportunity."

"Haha, let's talk about it when we have time." Locke responded guiltily.

It's okay to brag, but to be serious, Locke really doesn't have much confidence.

What did Locke know about astronomy and navigation?

Viola also understood how poor Locke's level was, and coughed: "We are a little sleepy, let's go to bed first."

Hodder nodded and said: "Well, you can rest."

Locke just found a place to lie down on the ground, it was a bit cold.

Viola threw down the quilt and said, "It's uncomfortable for you to lie down like this. Use this as a cushion."

"Oh, my fur is a bit unbearable," Locke did not refuse. The ground here is made of steel, not wooden boards. It will always be better if it is padded.

As a crab sails across the ocean floor, time can easily become blurred.

Locke's daily routine became waking up and eating, sleeping on his stomach after eating, and did not join in the conversation between Viola and Hodder.

The amount of knowledge is not enough. Listening to the topics discussed by the two people is the same as the heavenly book.

Sometimes, Locke would be distracted and wonder if Mihawk and the others had reached the Capital of Seven Waters.

This time the operation was carried out separately.

The pirate ship continued to park there, and it was difficult for anyone to explain it to the people who came to pick it up from Atlantis.

Locke simply asked Mihawk and others to go to the Capital of Seven Waters to build a ship of their own.

The bow decoration must be a bear head. Locke let Mihawk, Aya, and Brian handle the other decorations themselves.

I wonder what kind of ship it will be?

Locke was looking forward to it.

Time passed day by day, and Atlantis finally arrived.

"Hey, is there still fog under the sea?"

Locke pressed the glass of the crab's eyes, looking at the white scenery in front, full of questions.

Hod laughed and said: "This is the unique swimming ice in Atlanta. The further inward, the colder it gets, and ships cannot drive on it. The outside world calls this sea area the White Sea."

"Well, no wonder we use a submarine."

Locke asked curiously: "Is this a natural formation?"

"No, this is man-made. It is the power of great science and technology. I am not a student taking a social studies history course, so I don't know the specific situation."

Hodder replied with a smile, and then said: "We enter through the No. 12 passage and can reach Atlanta in 15 minutes. You will like it here."

In the vast white scenery, there is a dark and large passage with the number twelve written on it.

The entrance to the channel is covered with bubbles.

The crab got in, it was dark inside, the searchlight in the crab's eyes was turned on, and it ran forward bang bang.

A closed door came into view.

Hodder made a quick operation, inserted the crab's legs into the hole next to the door, and checked the fingerprint that appeared on the console.

The door slowly opens, the crab legs are pulled out, and when you walk in, the door is closed, and wheels emerge from the bottom of the crab legs and close on the rails.

Locke blinked and said, "Why don't you move?"

Hodder explained: "There are railroad tracks underneath, so we don't need to run."

About 15 minutes passed and the crab stopped.

Here is a platform with warm lights shining on the top.

There is a door just above the platform.

"You can reach Atlantis through that door, Locke. It's a view that will definitely shock you."

Viola said confidently.

Locke chuckled and said, "I am also a well-informed bear, and I will never be easily shocked."

"Here I go, what is this?!"

The moment Locke opened the door, the whole bear was stunned by the view in front of him.