NOVEL NEXT One Piece: Turning Fruit
Chapter 42 There is a power that guides my direction
Chapter 42 There is a power that guides my way forward
In fact, it is not very appropriate to say that it is patrolling the sea area, because Allen and others usually sail every day.
It's just a difference in scope.
The so-called patrolling the sea area means that Allen and others are going to patrol around their own sea area.
To use an analogy, sailing is like taking a walk, and there is no specific route or precise purpose for walking around.
Take one step and rest three steps.
Just make sure you don't go out of your own sea area.
In fact, don't worry too much, this is not a game, as soon as Alan steps into someone else's sphere of influence, the enemy will know immediately.
Nothing can happen if you scrape the edges a little.
The so-called patrol is more like a long-distance run or a marathon, with a clear purpose and route planning.
It can't be so casual.
Of course, it's only relatively speaking, Allen is the captain, he has the final say on these things, he can stop as he wants, and he can go as he wants.
Innocent.
And this time Allen proposed to patrol the sea area, on the one hand to punish these "naughty" crew members, and on the other hand to sharpen his knives.
When you go around this circle, you will always meet some people, either merchant ships or navy and other counterparts.
When you meet a caravan, you grab it, when you meet a navy, you run, and when you meet your colleagues, you fight.
There's always going to be blood anyway.
Another concept will be involved here, that is, power coverage.
There are so many people coming and going on the sea, and pirates are not the only profession.
Every industry has scope for every industry, even Newsbird has it.
Allen's so-called own sea area is only from the identity of a pirate.
Looking at the clouds in the distance, Allen held the rudder and raised his head to glance at Joya, who was lying on the folding chair and stroking his belly kindly.
He took another look at Alva who was standing behind Joya, relying on his tall body as a parasol, and clicked his tongue.
"Joya, isn't our current route a bit off?"
Lazily taking out the nautical chart, Joya glanced at it and then took out the record pointer to look at it.
"Ah, that's right, it's a little off." Joya put the pointer back into her arms and said lazily after adjusting her posture.
"I!! You don't tell me if I'm off the track", Alan was so angry that he almost didn't take off the rudder of the boat. Of course, he dared to think about this sentence in his heart.
"...you could have told me earlier." After silently adjusting the rudder, Alan complained in his tone.
"Well," scratching his cheek, Joya knew he was wrong, and was a little embarrassed, "You have to forgive me, reading the chart consumes too much energy, I want to save it for the baby"
"Then you can go back to the captain's cabin and lie on the bed to save energy," Allen complained.
"No! More exposure to the sun will help the baby's development." Joya shook the hair on her head and rejected Alan's proposal righteously.
"????"
He glanced at Joya in surprise.
Allen looked up at Alva who was begging for help, and then looked down at Joya who was just lying in the shade.
I can't believe she has the face to say that now.
"Oh~ don't look at me like that. I'm doing it for the sake of the baby. I'll call you uncle when he comes out." With a light shift in her eyes, Joya began to talk about the baby in her belly.
With a thumbs up, Allen praised Joya for his thick skin.
"Cough", Joya turned her head and gave a light cough in embarrassment, then turned her head and pointed at Allen as if she had discovered something.
"Hey! That's right! If you knew the course was off course without looking at the nautical chart just now, I can announce that you! You are out!!"
After speaking, as if there were hot coals in his arms, he quickly threw the nautical chart and the record pointer in his arms to Allen.
Catching the pointer in a hurry, Allen couldn't be said to be surprised now, it was simply shocking Joya's face.
"You, a navigator, don't look at the chart and let me, the captain, come?!".
Joya didn't answer this, but just put her hand on her lower abdomen, and then looked at Alan quietly.
Together without saying a word.
While the three of them were fighting, they suddenly heard the voice of the lookout above, "Captain! We found a ship, it's a pirate ship!!"
(End of this chapter)
In fact, it is not very appropriate to say that it is patrolling the sea area, because Allen and others usually sail every day.
It's just a difference in scope.
The so-called patrolling the sea area means that Allen and others are going to patrol around their own sea area.
To use an analogy, sailing is like taking a walk, and there is no specific route or precise purpose for walking around.
Take one step and rest three steps.
Just make sure you don't go out of your own sea area.
In fact, don't worry too much, this is not a game, as soon as Alan steps into someone else's sphere of influence, the enemy will know immediately.
Nothing can happen if you scrape the edges a little.
The so-called patrol is more like a long-distance run or a marathon, with a clear purpose and route planning.
It can't be so casual.
Of course, it's only relatively speaking, Allen is the captain, he has the final say on these things, he can stop as he wants, and he can go as he wants.
Innocent.
And this time Allen proposed to patrol the sea area, on the one hand to punish these "naughty" crew members, and on the other hand to sharpen his knives.
When you go around this circle, you will always meet some people, either merchant ships or navy and other counterparts.
When you meet a caravan, you grab it, when you meet a navy, you run, and when you meet your colleagues, you fight.
There's always going to be blood anyway.
Another concept will be involved here, that is, power coverage.
There are so many people coming and going on the sea, and pirates are not the only profession.
Every industry has scope for every industry, even Newsbird has it.
Allen's so-called own sea area is only from the identity of a pirate.
Looking at the clouds in the distance, Allen held the rudder and raised his head to glance at Joya, who was lying on the folding chair and stroking his belly kindly.
He took another look at Alva who was standing behind Joya, relying on his tall body as a parasol, and clicked his tongue.
"Joya, isn't our current route a bit off?"
Lazily taking out the nautical chart, Joya glanced at it and then took out the record pointer to look at it.
"Ah, that's right, it's a little off." Joya put the pointer back into her arms and said lazily after adjusting her posture.
"I!! You don't tell me if I'm off the track", Alan was so angry that he almost didn't take off the rudder of the boat. Of course, he dared to think about this sentence in his heart.
"...you could have told me earlier." After silently adjusting the rudder, Alan complained in his tone.
"Well," scratching his cheek, Joya knew he was wrong, and was a little embarrassed, "You have to forgive me, reading the chart consumes too much energy, I want to save it for the baby"
"Then you can go back to the captain's cabin and lie on the bed to save energy," Allen complained.
"No! More exposure to the sun will help the baby's development." Joya shook the hair on her head and rejected Alan's proposal righteously.
"????"
He glanced at Joya in surprise.
Allen looked up at Alva who was begging for help, and then looked down at Joya who was just lying in the shade.
I can't believe she has the face to say that now.
"Oh~ don't look at me like that. I'm doing it for the sake of the baby. I'll call you uncle when he comes out." With a light shift in her eyes, Joya began to talk about the baby in her belly.
With a thumbs up, Allen praised Joya for his thick skin.
"Cough", Joya turned her head and gave a light cough in embarrassment, then turned her head and pointed at Allen as if she had discovered something.
"Hey! That's right! If you knew the course was off course without looking at the nautical chart just now, I can announce that you! You are out!!"
After speaking, as if there were hot coals in his arms, he quickly threw the nautical chart and the record pointer in his arms to Allen.
Catching the pointer in a hurry, Allen couldn't be said to be surprised now, it was simply shocking Joya's face.
"You, a navigator, don't look at the chart and let me, the captain, come?!".
Joya didn't answer this, but just put her hand on her lower abdomen, and then looked at Alan quietly.
Together without saying a word.
While the three of them were fighting, they suddenly heard the voice of the lookout above, "Captain! We found a ship, it's a pirate ship!!"
(End of this chapter)
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