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Chapter 224 217. Still Longing to Be Loved
"I don't know if the flame lasted longer than the previous half a month. After all, it's only been a short time since the experiment." Vegapunk recorded the relevant content in his notebook.

"That's right, but there is a complete qualitative change from before." The researcher turned to the last page of the notebook in his hand, and read the content recorded on it.

"It already has a way of igniting," the researcher said. "Compared to the previous empty and empty materials, it is completely different."

"Can I start the fire independently..." Vegapunk looked at the dragon and smiled.

"Yes, some interesting mutations have taken place in some of the musculature inside its mouth, and it has a structure similar to many power-generating creatures." The researcher pointed to the muscles around the dragon's mouth that were stronger than before.

An electric spark flashed by the dragon's mouth, slightly numb the researcher's finger.

"Electric ignition...it's pretty good." Vegapunk looked a little excited. "The magic of the evolutionary substance of the iq grass is as expected."

"Then what will we do with this giant dragon in the future?" The researcher closed his notebook, showing a curious look, "Should we continue to hand it back to those guys in the Navy's logistics department?"

"After all the specific data are tested, let him be handed over to General White Pigeon." Vegapunk waved his hand indifferently, "Let General White Pigeon decide."

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"Then thank you for the hospitality." The tall murloc smiled and called the shop owner to start paying the bill.

"How can I take your money?" The store owner hurriedly handed back the money, "Our family can live under the sun thanks to your hard work all the time."

The owner of the shop is a man in his 30s, and he spent some time in the sea a few years ago.

Then he met the love of his life near Fishman Island.

That light blue fishtail will be something he will guard all his life.

From acquaintance to acquaintance, from acquaintance to love with the murlocs encountered during this adventure.

The man gave up everything for her, returned to the East China Sea, and started a secluded life with her in a small fishing village on a small island.

However, because of the various hatred relations between the races, the lives of the two have been very difficult.

He didn't even dare to let the people around her know her identity, so he just spent half his life in a daze for love.

But now everything has changed.

The relationship between humans and murlocs began to change for the better.

The hatred between the two races is gradually erased, and the shop owner and his true love can live a bright and aboveboard life.

No more fear of gossip.

Don't worry about encountering slave traders who sell murlocs in the middle of the night.

It is no longer necessary to avoid the strange eyes of people around you.

The shop owner knew that all of this would be inseparable from the burly murloc man in front of him—Tiger, the leader of the Sun Touring Group.

The great man who preached anti-racism ideas all over the world.

"If you really want to thank you, you should thank our spiritual leader, Mr. Polusalino." The murloc Tiger showed a kind expression on his face.

"Yes, yes, you'd better accept our meal money." Kerla next to Tiger showed an innocent smile, "Otherwise, I feel embarrassed."

"This..." The shop owner said with some hesitation in his tone.

"Accept it, accept it." Kerla stepped forward with a smile, and pushed the money bag from the store owner into his arms, "We have to rush to the next island to give a speech, don't refuse to come Resigned."

"Then... okay..." The store owner finally agreed after thinking for a long time.

"By the way, shop owner, I have a question for you." Tiger said suddenly, with a deep tone in his tone.

"What's the problem?" The store owner looked at Tiger with some doubts.

Tiger's eyes were slightly fixed, staring at the window of the restaurant standing on the cliff on the coast.

Below the window is the rough sea tens of meters away.

Sitting above the window was a little boy with blank eyes, with his arms around his knees, staring at the distant sea in a daze.

"Who is that little boy?"

Tiger continued to stare at the boy by the window, with some curiosity in his tone.

"He..." The store owner looked at the boy by the window, "He's just a poor man."

"Poor man?" Kerla looked at the little boy and then at the shop owner.

"Yeah, this bastard's era of great pirates." The shop owner closed his eyes helplessly, "It's the kind of tragic event that everyone has seen too much when the whole family is killed."

"Is he the only one left?" Tiger's eyes became serious.

"Yes." The store owner sighed, "His parents and I still have some friendship."

"When I just gave up the risk and brought my wife here to live in seclusion, his parents were so helpful to me. They also helped my wife hide her identity for many years." The store owner recalled, and the helplessness in his tone became more and more serious.

"But misfortune always happens so suddenly." The store owner recalled, clenching his fists.

"That day when my wife and I came back from outside, we saw a pirate ship moored on the shore." The shop owner said, and loosened his clenched fist weakly.

"I was able to venture all the way to the vicinity of Murloc Island back then, and I was able to catch all those pirates and hand them over to the navy," said the shop owner.

"But I'm still one step too late." The store owner's eyes became sad, staring at the boy by the window.

Tiger and Kerla listened silently.

"Since then, Cornell Glenn has been living with us and my wife." The voice of the store owner was full of sadness.

"This era of bastards..." Tiger closed his eyes slightly, and sighed softly.

Kerla couldn't help but gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand.

She was used to this kind of thing when she accompanied the sun tour group to give speeches, but her tears did not decrease, on the contrary, she was more easily moved by it.

"He thinks about suicide from time to time, and I feel very powerless." The shop owner stared at the boy by the window with some remorse.

He felt that no matter what he said, he couldn't persuade this friend's child, he always said dead words.

"A person who really wants to die will not care about what people say. A person who talks about death doesn't really want to die from my experience, but" Tiger said meaningfully.

"But what?" the store owner said to Tiger eagerly.

"It's rather..." Tiger paused, "Still yearning to be loved."

The shop owner was stunned for a moment, looking at the lonely figure by the window, he felt that there were many things he wanted to say but couldn't.

"He just wants you to spend more time with him." Kerra's voice was a little bit somber, "After all, you and your wife are the last people he can rely on."

The shop owner's wife next to the bar heard the words, and couldn't help but look at the back by the window. Memories of the little boy and his family flooded out in her mind, and she couldn't help covering her mouth and sobbing softly.

"I will always be with him." The shop owner said slowly while looking at the boy's back while listening to his wife sobbing softly.

(End of this chapter)