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The night at sea does not seem cool. Although the sun has dived to the other side for a long time, the surrounding temperature drops very slowly.
It was the first time for Fang Lang to spend the night on the sea. He did not feel uneasy because at this moment, a lively party was being held on Arrita's boat.
After a big plunder, the pirates would always hold a celebration banquet on the deck.
Except for the sound of pirates laughing and playing around, there are only waves of sea water rising and falling tirelessly.
The pirates each sat in several circles, placing the freshly snatched fruits, wine and meat in the middle, and then everyone rushed to grab it, eating large chunks of meat like hungry men but boldly, and drinking wine from large glasses.
There were also various impromptu performances, rapping, playing, dancing, and sharing past experiences with each other. Everyone told jokes, made jokes, and laughed at each other.
There are also people who miss their wives and children in their hometown, but as soon as they show their longing, they are infected by the noisy atmosphere and join in together.
They are pirates and villains, a type of people that people hate and fear. They each have their own dreams, or they are forced by reality and flee to the sea. They are free and easy, heroic, and live a free life without knowing whether they will see the sun tomorrow.
Live freely? Fang Lang didn't know, but he was also infected by this atmosphere. Maybe their so-called freedom was just a golden veil for some dark sides.
But so what.
"Fang Lang, drink!"
The drunken pirate toasted Fang Lang again.
"Ahem I can't do it anymore. You continue. I I'm going to take a rest You continue, continue. You don't need to help me! I can walk by myself" Fang Lang limped while holding on to his dizzy head. Turn and stagger onto the stern.
He pressed on the railing of the boat, put his head outside, and vomited with a "wow" sound.
"Huh" After vomiting, I immediately felt a lot of relief in my chest. "Fortunately, I'm smart enough to pretend to be drunk when I get a little drunk, otherwise it will definitely be worse."
Fang Lang leaned against the railing of the boat and looked up at the stars. His feet gradually became unable to support the weight of his body, and soon he sat down on the deck.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the pocket of his suit jacket, a pack of cigarettes fell out unexpectedly as he moved his sore joints.
"Huh?" After picking up the cigarette and looking at the logo on the package, Fang Lang said abruptly to himself: "Who put it in my pocket? Oh, it must be the bearded guy who happened to be sitting next to me at the party. Just stuffed it in! Hey, what's your name? It seems to be Nike. You're a bad smoker and you want me to be a bad example?"
As a high school student, Fang Lang had never smoked or drank alcohol. He didn't expect that he would break the habit today.
Unpacking the package, Fang Lang took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out the lighter brought by Earth from his pocket, lit it for himself, and took a sudden puff.
"Ahemis it so choking?" Fang Lang was toddling like a child, but he got used to it after sucking it back and forth a few times.
It is true that just one breath can make people relax a lot, and their heads feel as if they are light and comfortable.
"ThatFang Lang." Suddenly, I remembered a boy's voice beside me.
With his eyes closed, he was sitting on the deck puffing away without any image. Fang Lang was startled by the sudden sound. He opened his eyes and said angrily: "It's you, Kebi."
Kebi chuckled and said, "This is for you."
"towel?"
"I see you are drunk, so cover your face with a hot towel. I often see others do this."
Fang Lang was stunned and said gratefully: "Thank you." After saying that, he took the hot towel and put it on his face. The sultry touch opened all the pores on his face and promoted blood circulation. In just a few minutes, Fang Lang was able to Sobered up a lot.
"Thank you, this is a great idea."
"No, no, where."
The sea breeze is blowing, and the party on the deck is still going on. I'm afraid these pirates won't stop until midnight.
Aren¡¯t you afraid of the navy coming? Fang Lang thought funny, but he was a little envious of this group of people.
But it was just a moment of emotion. After experiencing what happened before, he was full of desire for power. He is still too weak now. He is just the weakest sea in the East China Sea. Even if his strength is placed here, it is inconspicuous.
You must become stronger, then find "Navigator" Nami, and then look forward to the Grand Route.
"Oh, by the way, I remember a moderator sent me a private message." FangLang suddenly thought of the palace travel meeting, so he took out his mobile phone and opened this magical software that allows people to travel through time.
A certain moderator: Hello, Brother Cheng Cheng, I am the big moderator of Chuangonghui. Let me tell you something. If you see it, please reply.
After thinking for a while, Fang Lang wrote a reply.
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Sorry, I was a little busy before. Hello moderator, what's the matter?
After clicking send, I thought I would wait for a while, but I didn¡¯t expect that the reply would come in seconds.
A certain moderator: That¡¯s right. You should have read the membership rules, right?
Second-generation Brother Chen: Uhwhat's wrong?
A certain moderator: Regarding the second article of the membership rules. Describes the obligations between the official and members of the Palace Crossing Association.
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Can you put it simply?
A certain moderator: Well, to put it simply, do you want to earn points? There are roughly two ways to earn points. The first is to log in and sign in every day, and you will get 1-10 points. However, this method has drawbacks. To obtain the title of "God of Strategy", it will take at least 274 years.
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Sighforget it. What about the second one?
A certain moderator: Haha, the second one is what I want to tell you. There is an "Information Folder" in your personal center. You need to take photos with your mobile phone and upload the photos to the "Information Folder". I will award you 0-10 points based on the review report after you upload the photos, of course 0-10 points for each photo.
"Wait a minute, I remember that the second title only requires 100 points, right?" Without any calculation, Fang Lang came to the conclusion instantly, "I have 10 points now. With the best luck, I only need 9 photos." Can it be upgraded? But"
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Is it that simple? What kind of photos are you going to take? In other words, what kind of photos can get the most points.
A certain moderator: I don¡¯t know about this either. The photos you upload are not reviewed by me, I am only responsible for issuing rewards to you.
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Thenare there any rules?
A certain moderator: I don¡¯t know You can summarize this yourself. No matter what, as long as you upload a large amount of photos, you will always be successful.
Second-generation Brother Cheng: Oh, thank you. I see.
A certain moderator: Come on, then.
Closing the private chat window, Fang Lang fell into deep thought. Although this matter sounded a bit puzzling, it was generally a good thing. At least the title upgrade issue did not have to be forced to sign in every day.
Speaking of signing in, Fang Lang immediately switched to the home page and got today's share.
"You're lucky, I got 8 points." Fang Lang smiled.
"What are you doing? What's in your hand?" Kebi looked over curiously, staring directly at Fang Lang's mobile phone.
Fang Lang was startled by him again and said with a long breath: "You don't know about the phone bug? It's just that this kind of phone bug is relatively rare."
¡°Phone bug?¡±
Kerby is still confused, this silver thing doesn¡¯t look like a bug at all.
Suddenly, Arrita's roar came from the distance, "Keby!!!"
"Yes!!" The poor Fenmao stood up straight like a frightened deer in an instant, and then ran towards the cabin quickly.
"Poor child." Fang Lang looked at the other person's back with pity, shook his head, and didn't think about anything else
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