Pirate: Strengthening with Alcohol

"That should be it!" the straight-haired Five Elders agreed.

"In this way, the competitive atmosphere within the navy will be appropriate, and there is no need to worry too much about the pirates..." the curly-haired Five Elders also seconded.

"The current focus is still on the leader of the Revolutionary Army, Monkey D. Dragon. The latest news is that they are in the East China Sea..." the bald Five Elders said.

"Then let his lamp go out!" the swordsman Five Elders said coldly.

In the dark room, the five people's vision is completely different from that of ordinary people.

Every word is a check and balance.

As for the two most competitive marshal candidates, Sengoku and Zefa, from beginning to end, the Five Elders did not even mention their names.

In the eyes of the Five Elders, they are just people who work for them. As long as they are easy to use, it doesn't matter who they are.

Chapter 137 The World's No. 1 Shipbuilder (Please give flowers!)

After several days of sailing, the two warships finally arrived at the Seven Waters City.

Before entering the port, the busy atmosphere came to the face.

Zefa and Gion's warships went to several shipbuilding companies in succession, and they all said that it would take a long time to repair them.

Until they sailed around the Seven Water Capitals to the other side of the island, a shipbuilding company finally underwrote the repair task of the warship and agreed to deliver it within a week.

But when Zefa took out Ling Bai's highest-standard warship approval document and asked the shipbuilding company, the other party still refused directly.

"General Zefa, now every shipbuilding company on the island has taken on a large number of orders from the navy, and the time is quite tight. There is really no way to take on this highest-standard warship!" said the company boss.

This sentence made Zefa fall into deep thought.

In the past, the highest-standard warships were enough for major shipbuilding companies to fight for, but now, because the orders are concentrated together, each company is more worried about whether it can deliver enough warships on time.

"I came here to try my luck, but it was more tense than I thought..." Zefa sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it. The ship is not like other things. It can't be made in a day or two. It seems that we can only take Ling Bai back." Zhiyuan was also regretful.

"By the way, where is Ling Bai?"

Zefa asked, "This brat, we ran around for his warship, but he seemed to have nothing to do with me and disappeared again..."

"He said he went to find wine, but I have a way to find him!"

Gion took out a piece of white paper from his sleeve pocket.

When Zefa saw the white paper, his eyes lit up.

"Life card? Ling Bai's?"

"Yes!"

"When did you make it?"

"On the day of the celebration party, I cut off a small part of his nail and made it overnight!"

While Zhiyuan was talking, the life card moved in a certain direction.

"He didn't hide..." Zefa touched his chin.

"How can he hide when he fell asleep?"

"Really?"

Zefa said undeniably.

Then he did not delve into this issue, and followed the movement of the life card with Zhiyuan to find Ling Bai in a garbage dump.

At this time, Ling Bai was sitting on a pile of ship wreckage and drinking, without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"What are you doing here?"

Ling Bai's behavior surprised Zefa.

If Ling Bai was drinking in a bar, he would definitely not find it strange at all, but what does it mean to drink in a place full of wreckage?

"Listen to others tell stories..." Ling Bai said, and took another sip of wine.

"What?"

Zefa looked puzzled, and then he calmed down and listened carefully, but he didn't hear even half a human voice.

He subconsciously looked at Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan spread out his observation color and found that there were only a few shipbuilders in the distance busy here except for the three of them, and then there was no one else.

Since there was no one, who was Ling Bai listening to tell stories?

Wait!

"Why would someone build a ship in a garbage dump?"

Zhiyuan looked into the distance and found a strange small boat on the shore.

"Franky 2? Franky 3?"

Gion looked at the unknown number and felt even more incredible.

At this time, Zefa also found the shipbuilding workers in the distance.

"Fishman?"

Unlike Gion, his attention was first focused on an old fishman.

The old fishman was very strong and easily carried a large piece of heavy iron sheet on his body, and then knocked on a strange thing that looked like a ship and a train.

"Looking at the movements, the fishman is an old shipbuilder, and the young man who helped is also very skilled. Why are they not in the company that signed an agreement with the Navy Headquarters?" Zefa asked in confusion.

What he cared about most was that, except for the strange thing being built, there was no shadow of other naval warships.

In other words, they did not receive orders from the Navy Headquarters.

"Teacher, do you want to go over and ask?" Gion suggested.

Zefa pondered.

A shipbuilding company working in a garbage dump, with only a few foremen, does not look very reliable.

But apart from this, no other company can take Ling Bai's business.

"Then go ask!"

Zefa agreed and turned to Ling Bai and said, "Brat, come with me to ask, can't you pay more attention to your warship?"

"I'm listening to a story, don't bother me..."

Ling Bai's eyes were fixed on a certain place, his brows were sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, and then he continued to drink.

"Still listening to stories?"

Zeffa sighed.

How much wine did he drink? He even had hallucinations.

In desperation, Zefa could only take Gion to ask.

When Tom saw the admiral coming, he immediately dropped his work.

"Admiral Zefa? What are you doing here?" Tom said in a low voice.

As he got closer, Zefa suddenly felt that Tom was familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Where had he seen him?

Merpent? Shipbuilder...

"It's you!"

Zeffa's eyes widened, and he looked at Tom in disbelief, "The designer of the Orl Jackson! 'Bullfish' Tom?"

Gion didn't expect Zefa to know this fishman, but when she heard the Orl Jackson, she immediately widened her eyes.

Ol Jackson, isn't it the ship of the Pirate King Roger?

In this case, isn't this fishman the legendary world's number one shipbuilder?

"I didn't expect that Admiral Zefa would remember me like this. It's a surprise..." Tom chuckled.

"With your experience, although you didn't participate in the voyage, you helped Roger after all, so you will definitely be sentenced to death. How come you are still alive?"

Zefa spoke with a powerful aura.

Franky, who was transforming scrap metal on the side, and Iceberg, who was helping, were so scared that they dared not breathe.

They knew that Tom had designed ships for the Pirate King Roger, and now the admiral suddenly visited, which didn't look like a good thing.

"I was indeed sentenced to death, but because I proposed the idea of ​​a sea train, the execution was suspended." Tom explained.

"Sea train? What conspiracy do you have?"

"That's not a conspiracy, but a great project that can connect islands! It's a train that can run on the sea, which greatly facilitates the lives of island residents!"

Tom talked about his dream that he had been fighting for for decades!

"Sounds good,"

Zeff observed Tom's expression and didn't seem to be lying. He took out Ling Bai's warship approval document and said, "No matter what you want to build, I have a job here that needs you to take it!".

Chapter 138 Ship Spirit Wine (8/8, flowers please!)

"What?".

Tom took the warship approval document from Zefa.

After just browsing a few pages, the fish's eyes suddenly widened.

Franky and Iceberg also noticed Tom's abnormality and came over to take a look. After seeing the content clearly, both of them were shocked.

"General Zefa, this joke is meaningless!"

Tom handed the warship approval document back and was not prepared to take it.

"This is not a joke, but a task that you need to complete!" Zefa said in an extremely domineering tone.

"You should know that I built a ship for the Pirate King Roger..."

"Of course I know, but you didn't get on the ship. Strictly speaking, you are just a shipbuilder, not a pirate!" Zefa said.

"No, my heart has already followed Roger to the sea with that ship, so my identity is not suitable for building ships for the navy, especially the highest standard ships! I may cut corners." Tom still refused.

"How long did you build that sea train?"

Zefa suddenly changed the subject.

"What do you want to do!"

Hearing this, Frankie and Iceberg were full of hostility towards Zefa.

Each of them held the shipbuilding tools in their hands tightly.

"Want to do it?"

Zefa smiled lightly, but looked at Tom.

"You two, continue to do what you should do..." Tom gritted his teeth.

"But, Master..."

Iceberg was about to say something, and Tom shouted immediately: "Be obedient!"

Frankie and Iceberg were stunned by such severity.

The last time he was so severe was when he was on trial on the judicial ship because he was afraid that they would make trouble.

The two looked at each other and returned to their previous positions unwillingly.

His eyes would glance over here from time to time.

"A very wise decision!" Zefa smiled.

"I am willing to build this ship for you, but at the same time, I hope you can promise to protect the safety of the sea train and my disciples..." Tom said in a muffled voice.

"Of course, all I want is the ship!"

"As a shipbuilder, I also want to know who this ship is built for! Is the owner of the ship here?"

Tom asked to meet Lieutenant General Ling Bai mentioned in the "approval document".

"Follow me!"