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Chapter 438 The Aftermath
Chapter 438 The Aftermath
October 10st, Baibaihai.
"H-run quickly"
"We know we were wrong, don't kill us oooooooo"
"Devil, devil"
Above the undulating sea of clouds, a mighty pirate ship with full horsepower was drifting wildly. The pirates on the ship were all like mourning concubines, begging for mercy, cursing or crying at the roaring sky.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Even if they really regretted it, were scared to death, and some even thought about going back to their hometown or something, the ruthless trial still failed.
The moment the bright blue light beam fell, the whole world became silent.
Whether it was the speeding sailboat or the shouting pirates, they just disappeared like "white snow in spring".
The initiator of all this is naturally Reg, who is thousands of meters away. Ever since he reached a preliminary agreement with Hareda, he has been very busy these days.
In the past few days, he couldn't even count how many he had killed. The pirates who came one after another were coming one after another. In the past, Reg would not be so ruthless, but now is an extraordinary time.
The stationing of 2 troops in the New World territory has caused the Kingdom of Heaven to be much less proactive and a large number of refugees come from all directions every day, resulting in that they simply do not have enough manpower to escort the pirates.
On the motto of "Boom, Boom", Reg was still busy. Every time he made a move, dozens to dozens of life auras would disappear.
"It will last about another week and that will be enough."
Every time he uses "Thunder Drop", the accuracy rate is around 99. He will not make up for the remaining 1, but will let it go: this is to allow the living pirates to go to other pirates. Convey how dangerous the kingdom of heaven is.
"1200 meters ahead in the direction of Zlo Island"
In front of the bow of the ship, Reg held his forehead and conveyed movement information to the control room.
"teacher"
Reg, who immediately received another call from Colin, nodded repeatedly at his instructions, and did not forget to throw a thunder pillar into the sky, taking away the fresh lives of the pirates.
"I see, teacher, you can make the decision."
For a long time, Reg hung up the communication with a strange look on his face. He did not expect that "Wabo Alloy" would be so valued by Hareda and the others, and they would even offer to share the technology in exchange.
The technologies included include how to make Yunbei available for use in Qinghai, setting up meteorological science training courses, how to make the rope "Wind Knot" that can store wind power, etc.
It is a little regrettable that the "meteorological boat" unique to Visalia wants to use this flying tool, and the high meteorological knowledge is needed.
With this restriction, it is impossible to popularize it. After all, meteorological experts will not act as drivers for others.
However, its principle can be used to build Bika Island into a more powerful flying fortress. Recently, Tom joined Bika Island, and the research and development process is not unpleasant.
If we continue at this pace, it won't take a few years to recreate Joyboy's original idea of making Bika move and become a truly mobile island.
Coupled with the knowledge of meteorology, wind knots, and the technology that allows Sky Island Cloud to be used and exist in Qinghai, when it is completed, it will not be a problem to drive it to attack Big Mom's territory.
Chi, chi. A small voice sounded in Reg's ear as he was immersed in the beautiful blueprint. He casually took out Rayleigh's life card: it began to shrink, which meant that its owner's body was weakening.
Time goes back a little bit to the Chambord Islands, on the 17th.
"Yo, good morning everyone."
Under the dim light of the red rising sun, the approaching man greeted his busy companions.
"This isn't old Buzz"
"You, what's wrong with you"
"Are you encountering any problems? Why haven't your hair turned gray in a few days?"
After seeing Reilly, whose pseudonym was "Buzz," the coaters started asking questions: You know, when they parted a few days ago, he still had golden hair, but now when he saw it, it had all turned into golden hair. If it weren't for the scars on his glasses, they would even pass him by on the street.
"because"
Rayleigh scratched his head and smiled reluctantly: "Someone important passed away."
"Ah, that's it. My condolences."
"You've really become old Baz now. If you have any difficulties, tell us."
"Let's get going. Don't bother old Baz anymore."
Soon the coaters around Rayleigh began to perform their duties, and no one called him to help at this time.
Rayleigh sighed slightly and tensed up his body, forcing himself to straighten his back. No matter how sad or sad he was, he could never go back to the past. All he could do now was live well.
"Who needs help?"
Rayleigh, who took out his tools here, had just made the decision to spend his old age with peace of mind when an unexpected visitor arrived.
The person who came was an old man wearing black square-rimmed glasses, a neat black suit, and his gray hair combed behind his head. He was holding a book in his hand. He was reading while walking, but he didn't even walk. With a 1cm offset, even the distance between the two feet every time they step is surprisingly consistent.
Snapped
As if sensing Rayleigh's gaze, the old man with a strong scholar's aura closed his book and looked up at Rayleigh. The moment the two met each other's eyes, Rayleigh's body tensed up quickly: Danger, this old man is very dangerous.
The old man's eyes revealed that he had found you.
Rayleigh shook his head slightly. It's not good here.
The old man caressing the frame of the mirror showed a kind smile and waved to Rayleigh. No one else could feel it, but Rayleigh saw a dark "god of death" waving in his trance.
"Old Baz, this is"
"I'm sorry, elder, I may have to ask for leave again today."
"It's okay, it's okay, just go ahead and we'll tell the boss."
After everyone expressed their understanding, Rayleigh returned to the house and put down the coating tools, but there was a Western sword in his hand. The others did not make a fuss about it. It is impossible to go out in this no-nonsense area without bringing "something handy" .
Rayleigh took the long sword and came to the old man's side in three steps and two steps at a time without saying anything. The old man nodded lightly and took the lead.
Rayleigh followed closely behind him. The question was what to do next.
Shasha and Shasha soon found an uninhabited jungle that was empty and spacious enough.
Boom, boom, boom. As the colorful bubbles emerged densely, Rayleigh stopped following them first.
The seemingly clueless old man stopped after taking a few steps forward and turned around: "Sylbarz Raeli."
"I'm you." Rayleigh, who was told his real name, slowly placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword.
The old man smiled kindly: "cp0, "Soul Chaser" Joey. "