Pirates: The Life of a Salted Fish Broken by Roger

Three days later, Lin Yu and the others passed by a small island. As pirates, Moria and the others couldn't help but think wrongly.

"Little ones, what should you do if you encounter a small island?"

"Take out the valuable ones and delete the worthless ones!"

The pirate crew shouted in joy.

To wreak havoc without restraint is what a serious pirate should do.

"Hey hee hee hee! Come on, kids, whoever finds the treasure on the island belongs to him."

Moria said happily.

The pirates jumped off the boat and ran towards the island.

Lin Yu also landed on the island. After staying on the boat for a long time, he couldn't help but want to take a walk on land.

"Lao Sha, don't you want to take a walk on the island?"

Before disembarking, Lin Yu did not forget to call Lao Sha.

"Bored, too lazy to wander around like a pig."

Lao Sha leaned against the hatch and said with a bored expression.

Lin Yu smiled, turned around and jumped off the boat.

The air on the island is very good. When the sun shines overhead, it upgrades the smell of the surroundings, which is quite pleasant.

Lin Yu stood on the coast and stretched, and couldn't help but think that fishing here would be a great life.

The waves hit the shore rhythmically, like playing the most gentle concerto in the world.

"It's so beautiful! It must be great to live here and finally die here." Lin Yu took a deep breath and blurted out with laughter.

"Come here quickly, I see a team of people pulling a batch of goods. They look very valuable!"

Suddenly, a pirate mysteriously shouted to everyone.

Everyone turned back curiously, and then followed him in a hurry.

They were a group of people who were incompatible with the surrounding scenery. They dragged their tired pace, wore rags, and struggled to push or pull the goods in their hands.

Even from a distance, one can see the bleak light of fate shining above their heads.

It was like a group of walking zombies, giving people the impression of being unusually lacking in life.

"Strange, why do these people look so lost?" A pirate who was observing couldn't help but said this.

"What do you care about this? Everyone, rush out and seize their goods to take a look. I guess they are treasures."

The pirates couldn't bear it any longer, and after speaking, they rushed out waving their swords.

"Hahahaha! Keep the valuables and spare your life."

The pirates swarmed forward, shouting wildly and wantonly.

However, facing the sudden appearance of the pirates, those people just stopped their mechanical advancement, with indifferent expressions on their faces.

There was no feeling of fright at all, and the death-like faces made people even wonder if these guys had stepped out of the grave.

"What are their expressions? Did we show up too hastily? Should we go back and show up again?"

A pirate saw the expressions of this group of people and said to his accomplices in disbelief.

"Get out of here, they're just scared out of their wits. They don't have any knowledge at all. Look at me."

The pirate said as he raised his pistol to the sky and pulled the trigger.

There was a bang.

It frightened the birds in the trees and the beasts on the ground, but it did not frighten the group of people in front of them.

They still stood there blankly without blinking, their eyes still indifferent, their skinny figures seemed to fall apart if they were blown away, but they stood there like steel.

Shouldn't they be frightened by the sound of gunshots and run away with their heads covered, or kneel down and beg for mercy?

This is so counterintuitive.

"Ghost!" A pirate couldn't help shouting, turned around and ran away, and then ran into Moria's arms.

"Boss, what the hell!" The pirate reported quickly when he saw it was Moria.

"Ghost, it's interesting!" Moria was not afraid at all, but found it interesting. He stepped forward and looked at the group of people, and then sneered.

"These are not ghosts, they are real people. They are just people who are in despair and about to starve to death."

As Moria said this, he walked forward with a weird smile and opened the goods without saying a word.

What I saw inside was neither gold nor silver, but actually hot and fragrant food.

This food looks very delicious, and it is very ornamental when you look up close. It is obvious that the person who made it is very careful.

"Ha! It smells so good!" Moria said, reaching out and picking up a piece, and said to one of the skinny carriers.

"Hey! Do you want to try it?"

The man stood there motionless, but the hungry desire in his eyes had betrayed him.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Moria ate the piece of food by himself.

Delicious, delicious as never before.

"Ehehehehe! It's so delicious." Moria said from the bottom of his heart.

This sound attracted the attention of the group of people. They all knew that this food was delicious, but they also knew that they could not eat this food, otherwise they would die.

"Are you really not going to eat? It looks like you are very hungry."

Moria had already seen through the minds of those people and said confidently.

Those skinny people looked at each other, and the timidity in their eyes was gradually defeated by hunger.

"Even if you die, you have to be a full man and eat!"

A voice came out, just like an order, and the group of people immediately swarmed forward.

The pirates on the side saw this and joined in the fun.

"Give me a piece."

"Hey, don't fucking squeeze me, I just want to have a taste."

"Wow! This is too delicious!"

Several people who had eaten the delicacies said intoxicatedly, as if they were in a fairyland.

A group of ferocious pirates were conquered by food.

"Aha! It's so comfortable."

A group of pirates were lying on the ground, stroking their bulging bellies, very satisfied.

However, in stark contrast to the pirates, the group of people transporting goods all looked ashen as if it was a great sin to be full of food and wine.

"Hey! You've been acting strange since the beginning. What's going on?"

Moria asked, looking sharply at the group of people.

The group of people looked at me and I looked at you, and finally the older man spoke.

"Is this your first time here?"

"That's right." Moria nodded.

"No wonder." The old man said as if he had confirmed a question in his heart.

"What's wrong? Your tone sounds like we shouldn't come." Moria said unhappily, and he heard the unwelcome tone in the old man's tone.

"You really shouldn't have come..." the old man sighed, but was interrupted by the pirate minions mid-sentence.

"What! Is there any place where our captain can't come?"

Moria slapped the little gangster's hat and scolded him angrily: "Can you just listen to what he has to say!"

"I'm sorry, Captain, your dignity cannot be violated." The little guy said shamelessly.

"Shut up!" Moria was too lazy to listen to this unoriginal flattery.

Moria motioned to the old man to continue.

"This island is called Food Island. As the name suggests, it was originally an island rich in food. It used to be a paradise for gourmets all over the world, until the arrival of a person changed everything..."