White bear in Pirate World

"So hot."

Wally lay in the shadow of the deck, sticking his tongue out.

It is obviously January, why is the weather so hot?

This fur is resistant to cold and heat.

"Tiger, how long will it take to reach Thunder Island?"

Wally yelled upward.

Tiger glanced at the permanent record pointer, and said: "It will take about two days, you bear it, the climate around Thunder Island is extremely hot."

Wally slapped his paws, "Why is it so hot?"

Tiger shrugged and said, "You should ask those scholars this question."

Wally grabbed the bottle in front of him and began to drink it gruntingly. The wine was more delicious.

Two days later, early in the morning.

The sound of thunder suddenly came from the sky, and it was endless. Wally, who was lying on the deck with a hangover, was finally awakened, and shouted: "Who is so unethical in the early morning."

Tiger at the helm shouted: "Thundering Island is coming soon."

Wally saw it too.

There is an island right in front of the island. In the middle of the island are bald black peaks, with dark clouds floating above, countless violent thunders falling and blowing among the mountains.

The strange thing is that outside the dark clouds, the sun is shining, like two different worlds.

"Oh, it's magnificent." Wally leaned on the rail and looked into the distance. He didn't jump back to the deck until the rail made an overwhelming noise. "Is there any good wine on that island?"

Tiger thought about it, and said: "Rabin wine, that kind of wine has a hemp feeling when it tastes like electricity, it is a local specialty."

"Haha, I really look forward to it. By the way, when you ask your acquaintances to coat the film, change the sail by the way. How can the logo of our Thunder Pirates be mixed with the logo of the Slave Hunting Chamber."

Wally ordered the mission to go on.

Tiger rolled his eyes and said, "I know, I'll give you 300,000 Baileys for cooking money and purchasing."

"It's up to you, too." Wally said with a smile.

Tiger yelled, "Let me do everything together."

"Don't be so angry, it's not about letting you finish it all at once. You can coat the sails first and replenish the supplies in your spare time so that you won't be tired."

Wally said plausibly, "As an excellent captain, I have full trust in my partner, and I believe you will successfully complete this matter."

"..." Tiger was helpless, how could he stand with such a captain.

As soon as the boat drew ashore, Wally could not wait to jump off, "I'm coming for a cold beer!"

Wally climbed over two mountains, leaped over a river, and rushed into a bustling town. There were many pedestrians, and the spacious streets were a bit narrow, with the names of shops on both sides.

No one knows.

Only from the merchandise to recognize what shop it is.

However, it was really noisy.

Wally rubbed the bear's ears. The thunder roar from the center of the island was too noisy. If you look forward to it, your nerves will definitely weaken.

"Oh, this guest, is this the first time you have come to Thunder Island? Come and try the sound-absorbing bug."

A man with a moustache walked over and opened his hand, revealing two purple hair balls, with fluffy tentacles covering the entire hair balls.

Wally took a curious look and found that people on the street were all stuffed with hairballs, but the colors were different.

Moustache explained with a smile: "Sound-absorbing worms are unique local creatures, they can eat all the noise waves and block the annoying thunder."

When Wally heard it, he hurriedly twisted his paws and plugged his ears. The thunder and thunder disappeared, and the streets turned back to ordinary streets, lively and not irritating.

"This is an interesting bug."

"Haha, thank you for your patronage, one hundred thousand Bailey." The mustache quickly stretched out his hand for money.

Wally's face sank and said, "Boss, don't want to cheat me, ten thousand Baileys."

The mustache exaggerated: "Guest, you just don’t make people live. This sound-absorbing bug is not that easy to catch. Moreover, among the types of sound-absorbing bugs, purple is the best. It is exclusive to nobles, at least 80,000 shells. Profit."

"Thirteen thousand."

"Oh, I think the guest is magnificent and suffers a little loss, fifty thousand Baileys."

"Fifteen thousand."

"Oh my God, you might as well kill me, it costs 40,000 Baileys anyway."

Wally was a little impatient and said: "Twenty thousand, one price, if you don't agree, I will buy it from someone else."

"..." After a fierce struggle, Moustache finally let go, "Well, whoever makes me and the guest is 20,000 yuan."

Wally's mouth raised, hehe, he really knows how to bargain, from 100,000 to 20,000.

Mustache thought, silly, the cost price of this sound-absorbing bug is zero.

Anyone living on the island knows that there are a lot of forests outside the minefield.

That is to say, every year, some outsiders are not clear, and then they are fooled into buying sound-absorbing insects.

To be honest, one thousand Baileys will sell moustaches.

Both sides were satisfied with each other, Wally walked across the street and got into a bar.

It was still early, and the inside of the bar seemed empty but still open, just to wait for the drunkard like Wally who was about to drink early in the morning.

"Welcome, come," the bartender at the bar smiled a little stiffly.

The new world is so strange, it doesn't mean that everyone can see it.

Most people will never leave their islands in their entire lives.

Because the sea is too dangerous, ordinary people will never go to sea unless it is necessary.

This was the first time the bartender saw a bear come in and drink, and talked, "A bottle of Rabin."

Crunching, the chair made a heavy noise, and Wally twisted his hips. The chair was a bit small.

"Oh," the bartender hurriedly brought a bottle of Rabin.

Wally bit open the lid and grunted into his mouth.

Crackling, as if being electrocuted, Wally squirted out and sprayed it on the face of the bartender opposite.

"Wow, my tongue is numb." Wally stammered.

This is regarded as drowning of good swimmers, and numbness of good electricians?

Wally shook his head.

The bartender wiped the drink on his face and smiled: "Guests, Rabin needs to be tasted slowly to taste the taste."

"It's boring, give me a cold beer!" Wally doesn't plan to adopt the correct way of drinking. He drinks just two words by himself, happy!

Take a sip, that's the way a woman drinks.

The bartender chuckled, "The guest is a pirate, right?"

Wally admitted frankly: "Yes, I am still unknown now, and the future will surely shake the sea. Would you like me to sign in advance?"

"You can write?" The bartender was surprised.

"..." Wally was speechless, completely forgetting that he was illiterate in this world.

I don't know or write.

Oh, the word justice on the back of the Navy is an exception.

"One more apple pie."

Wally decided to skip this embarrassing topic with an order.

The bartender smiled and shouted, let the kitchen do it, and chatted by himself: "You are a pirate, you should have heard of Roger's name?"

Wally said casually: "Of course, that guy is a very powerful pirate, what do you think he is doing?"

"He is on this island, you better be careful."

puff!

Wally sprayed a cold beer on the bartender's face.