Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

"War...is the extreme of emotional outbursts?"

Crocodile pondered Rowan's words, speechless all the way.

Guided by the old man's small express shrimp, the boat climbed along the Yunliu Waterfall, and the surrounding light gradually dimmed.

Finally, after a few large circles, the boat broke out of the thick cloud.

Swish!

Immediately, the surrounding field of vision became wider, and the sky became brighter.

Crocodile squinted his eyes, adjusted to the harsh light around him, and looked into the distance.

I saw that on a white sandy beach, there were dozens of huts, and many small tents were erected around them.

"Hooho, we're here."

The old man patted the pincers of the small express shrimp, and the wonderful creature swam towards the shore with the boat.

"Hasuo, two guests, welcome to Yunwan Village."

The so-called "Hasso" is a unique way of saying hello to Sky Islanders.

The old man smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I should have entertained you well, but the current situation is really special. There are too many people in Yunwan Village."

Without further explanation, Rowan and Crocodile already understood what the old man meant.

Because of the constant war between the two empty islands, the residents who originally lived near the border had to be forced to move and became refugees.

And Yunwan Village is located at the junction of the border and the inner island of Kongdao, which is the most suitable place for refugees to settle.

Those refugees either stayed temporarily, or simply came to Yunwan Village to join their relatives.

In short, this seaside village with only a dozen huts is already overcrowded.

Those large and small tents are proof that the refugees can no longer live in the house, so they can only temporarily set up a small tent to live in.

"It's actually pretty good here. At least you can go fishing in the sea. There are many villages like Yunwan Village, and some of them have already eaten their food."

The old man sighed helplessly. When he was originally angry, he couldn't help but feel depressed when he talked about the status quo that he was powerless to change.

"When will this **** war end!"

…

A group of three people docked.

They came to this small village that rarely maintained stability during the war.

"I'm going to find my daughter, you guys are easy."

The old man packed his boat, pointed in the direction without raising his head, and said, "There is a market over there. Everyone buys and sells some things that may be useful to each other. There are many people coming and going. You can go there and find out the news."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly reacted and said in surprise:

"By the way, how did you come to the empty island?"

The old man recalled that he had never seen the boat of the two Qinghai people in front of him from the very beginning.

Rowan replied, "We are separated from our companions, and we are going to find them."

"Then you are going to the market."

The old man introduced: "You may be able to buy Weiba there, so it is much more convenient to find someone, but you must find another person who can operate Weiba, that thing is not available to Qinghai people."

The so-called "weiba" is a kind of transportation specially produced in the empty island, powered by a special shellfish - wind shell.

Its shape is similar to a small motorboat, but its operation is far more complicated than that of a motorboat. The driver must master the wind direction and the flow of the sea at the same time.

Rowan said goodbye to the old man and set off for the market, with Crocodile by his side.

Suddenly, Crocodile's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the tall and thin figure again.

Holding a long stick, he was standing in the backlit position in the distance, still unable to see the face.

The man was "watching" Rowan and Crocodile.

"Hey…"

Crocodile motioned Rowan to pay attention there, but the latter walked straight to the market not far away, seemingly unaware of the figure.

"Tsk!"

Crocodile smacked his lips, but in desperation he could only walk to keep up.

…

Strictly speaking, the "market" in Yunwan Village is not a market.

It's just a place where a group of refugees and locals take out and sell what they may need, and then help each other.

Most of them are fish caught from the White Sea, which is the main food for the people of Yunwan Village today.

Another part of the stalls sells all kinds of special shellfish.

It is a necessity for the residents of the sky to maintain their daily lives.

Crocodile showed considerable interest in the gadget.

Shellfish, a specialty of Sky Island, are also circulated in a small amount on the Great Route, but they are very expensive.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the air island, the price of this kind of thing turned out to be quite cheap!

Among them, there are many special shellfish that can be converted into lethal weapons, which is in line with Crocodile's desire for military power.

This is true for Crocodile, and even more so for the country of Alabasta.

"It's a really nice place."

Crocodile sighed to Rowan beside him: "If you use this thing to arm the army, it will definitely increase the combat effectiveness of the entire army by a level, right?"

"…"

No one answered.

Crocodile frowned slightly, feeling slightly unhappy inside.

He turned his head to look, and found that Luo Wen was squatting in front of a booth, looking carefully at something. He didn't hear his words at all, and he felt even more unhappy.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Crocodile leaned over and found that it was a bookstall.

The stall is very small, and even has no sense of existence. The stall owner seems to have deliberately made the stall so inconspicuous.

Looking at the stall was a thin young man from the sky island, who was sorting out the piles of books in front of him with a lonely face.

Rowan and Crocodile are from Qinghai, and their respective images are quite conspicuous, so they immediately attracted the attention of the thin young man.

"Two!"

The thin young man's eyes lit up, "Do you have anything to eat? I can exchange it with a book."

Crocodile threw out a bag of dry food, but he did not borrow the book handed over by the thin young man.

He said solemnly, "I don't need it."

Hearing this, the thin young man handed back the dry food with a reluctant expression. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Crocodile was slightly surprised: "It's free, you don't want it?"

The thin young man smiled, "This gentleman from Qinghai, I am not a beggar."

On the side, a stall owner aunt said: "This guy is very strange. I used to live on a small island, and I usually couldn't see people. In short, you can get a book, or he won't accept the food!"

"Ha ha…"

Crocodile laughed a few times, threw the dry food to the young man, picked up a book, and said disdainfully, "This kind of thing cannot be eaten during war."

Rowan took the book from Crocodile's hand.

Crocodile: "..."

I didn't take it for you.

"…"

Forget it, I don't want it anyway.

But Rowan opened the book and read it carefully for a long time.

It wasn't until Crocodile got impatient that Rowan closed the page, "This is a meteorology book, and it's very professional. It's all yours?"

The thin young man smiled wryly and nodded, "Well, I probably understand a little..."

"There are notes on it, did you mark them?" Rowan asked.

"Well, I usually mark it when I watch it."

The thin young man nodded and said quickly, "If you are not satisfied, I will give you another one... No, I don't seem to have any books that I haven't made notes on..."

Rowan smiled at the thin young man: "Are you a meteorologist?"

"No, that... No one has ever called me that, not even my teacher."

The thin young man waved his hands again and again.

But Rowan stroked the page lightly and continued to ask:

"So, have you heard of the Four Seas Alliance?"