Chapter 113 Tips

Those who ride the sea all the year round are the ones who can endure loneliness.

The days of sailing passed by in a flash, and five days passed in a blink of an eye.

Come all the way, calm and calm.

Luo remembered that the ship that Xiaojie was on had encountered a storm, and the captain of that ship regarded the storm as one of the tests, making him think that the Goddess would go to the storm on purpose.

However, the voyage these days has been very calm, but it is too much to think about.

In my spare time every day, I just go fishing with a fishing rod. Once I catch a fish, I will not only feed it to Buhara, but also share it with the crew. Once I come and go, I get to know the crew.

The days like a vacation let Luo relax completely.

Thinking about it carefully, since he came to the world of hunters, he has never relaxed for a moment. He only wants to become stronger as soon as possible so that he can set foot in this dangerous world, so he practices hard every day.

"I'm a bit slack..."

Luo was lying carelessly on the deck, looking at the seagulls playing with the white clouds, exuding a lazy aura all over his body.

Bharat is like a follower, wherever Luo is, he will be there, and what Luo does, he will do.

So, he also lay beside Luo, but he was relatively big and took up a lot of space.

If it wasn't for the fact that the crew and Luo had already gotten to know each other well, they would definitely have been moved together on the grounds of "occupied indiscriminately".

"Luo, aren't you fishing?"

After lying down for a while, Bharat began to think about sea fish.

Luo Lanlan said: "Aren't you full yet?"

Buhara touched his stomach and said, "I'm not full."

Luo rolled his eyes, thinking that if he hadn't been able to catch a lot of seafood every day, with the fixed daily meal provided by the Goddess, he might starve to death.

"Go fishing by yourself."

Luo didn't want to get used to this guy, and now he's become an idiot.

"Ah?" Buhara was a little desperate. It wasn't that he didn't want to catch it, but that he couldn't catch it.

On the deck, the crew performed their duties, but most of the candidates who boarded the ship did not stay on the deck.

They were scattered in every corner, blowing the sea breeze or looking at the sea. There were almost no people like Luo and Bhara who just lay down anywhere.

No matter what these candidates were doing, they would occasionally glance at Luo.

When they boarded the ship that day, they all saw Luo's ability.

In fact, they don't understand boat racing, so they don't understand the difficulty of boat racing, but with more than 300 people who were wiped out as a comparison, it is not difficult to see Luo's strength.

Apart from the group of candidates who were paying attention to Luo, there was another person who was always watching Luo, and that was the old captain.

There were 300 people on a boat, and the old captain only valued Luo alone.

According to past unfounded experience, he felt that Luo had a good chance of passing the hunter test.

Seeing that he would reach his destination in half a day, the old captain asked his subordinates to help steer him, and wanted to contact Luo, mainly to give Luo a reminder.

Under the watchful eyes of the crew, the old captain came to Luo with a bottle of wine.

Before the person approached, the smell of wine came over.

Luo raised his head slightly and watched the old captain with pale beard and hair striding over.

The old captain had an old face and sat down beside Luo. The whole ship belonged to him, so there was no need to be polite.

After sitting down, he took a big gulp from the wine bottle, then turned his head to look at Luo who was lying on the deck, and said in a deep voice, "Boy, you are very good."

Luo and Buhara looked at the old captain quietly, and turned back after a while, lazily looking at the white clouds in the sky.

There was a sudden silence between the scenes, and the old captain looked embarrassed.

The crew members who were peeping on the deck almost laughed out loud.

"Cough cough."

The old captain coughed to hide his embarrassment, and then continued: "Your name is Luo, right? You have good boat racing skills, how long have you practiced?"

Luo straightened his upper body,

Changing from lying down to sitting up, I didn't ignore the old captain at this time, thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "It should be ten days?"

Hearing this, the old captain's eyes widened suddenly, the mouth of the bottle was stuck in his mouth, and his arms froze.

Luo didn't notice the old captain's expression, turned his head to look at Bharat, and asked, "Bharat, how long have I been in the reef area?"

Bharat said seriously: "Nine days."

"Oh, that's Jiutian." Luo nodded.

"Ahem..."

The old captain hurriedly put down the wine bottle, almost choked to death by the wine.

"You seem to be coughing a lot, do you have chronic bronchitis?" Seeing that the old captain kept coughing, Luo asked concerned.

The voice that notified the candidates that day was the old captain's. If I remember correctly, he coughed twice before the notification, and it's the same now, with several coughs not long after.

You are chronic bronchitis!

The old captain's face darkened, he wiped the wine from his beard, changed the subject directly, and asked, "You've been practicing boat racing for nine days?"

Luo wondered why the old captain asked this question, but still nodded.

It's only been nine days to that level...

The old captain's eyelids twitched, and subconsciously raised the wine bottle again, wanting to take a sip of wine to cover up his unrest.

Although Luo hadn't met the captain a few times after boarding the ship, he knew that this old man was the captain of the Goddess.

He hesitated for a moment, and asked curiously, "Captain, is the sculpture on the bow the lover of your dreams?"

"Cough cough."

The old captain almost spit out the wine he had just swallowed, and then coughed again.

"Luo, I think the captain may really have chronic bronchitis." Bharat said.

Luo rolled his eyes at him and asked, "Do you know what chronic bronchitis is?"

Buhara replied honestly, "I don't know."

"Well, my question is unnecessary." Luo rubbed the corners of his brows. If chronic bronchitis was related to eating, he felt that Buhara would know about it.

The old captain managed to calm down his cough, stared at the two brats who made fun of him in front of him, and said slightly angrily, "Can you still talk properly?"

Luo innocently said: "Isn't it because you keep coughing all the time?"

The old captain's face became darker, and he said with a stern face: "You can do it, you are so good after nine days of boat racing."

"So-so." Luo Qian said modestly.

"Would you like to know the exact location of the first test?" The old captain didn't hold back, and said directly.

Luo's eyes changed slightly, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he said lazily, "I still want to know if that sculpture is your old dream lover."

"When you arrive at Nei Ya Bay, go find an old guy named Yamato." The old captain felt that he couldn't go on talking, so he picked up the bottle and left without saying a word.

Looking at the old captain's back, Luo thanked loudly, "Thank you for the captain's reminder. When I arrive at Nei Ya Bay, I will definitely visit that man named Yamato."

The candidates on the deck all looked towards where Luo was, and they all heard what Luo said.

The old captain glanced at the candidates around him, his face twitched, and he returned to the captain's room with a straight face.

Luo Yan watched the old captain return to the captain's cabin with a smile, and then lay down again.

"The more people the better..."

He looked up at the blue sky, thinking silently.

A day later, the Goddess arrived at Nei Ya Bay, a fan-shaped bay with rows of wooden houses built on the water.

When disembarking, the old captain sent his most heartfelt wishes to Luo: "Boy, don't let me see you next year."

Luo turned his head and showed a big smile at the old captain, and said seriously, "That's hard to say."

All the candidates acted immediately after disembarking, trying to find the person named Yamato.

At the door of Yamato's residence.

A man with thick eyebrows and a square nose, who was nearly thirty years old, came to the door of the wooden house and said to himself: "There seem to be a lot of candidates this year, so let's have a good time, hehe."

Speaking of this, the man said with a little narcissism: "I just don't know how long it will take them to find this place."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion behind him.

The man followed the sound and saw a large group of people rushing towards here.

"That house is Yamato's residence!"

The man was dumbfounded when he heard the voice from the crowd.