I Have Been Sleeping Among Pirates For A Hundred Years

On a warship about ten nautical miles away from Turtle Island.

"Smoker Commodore, did you see it! That island actually grew a head and limbs. This is... simply incredible!!"

Tashigi took the telescope away from his eyes and exclaimed.

At this moment, the scene on the sea in the distance can be clearly seen even without a telescope.

"Stop yelling, Tashigi!"

Smoker wiped away the spit that splashed on his face with black lines on his face, and said calmly, "That island should be just a creature called an island turtle. It's not that the island has grown a body!"

Although it was his first time to witness such a huge thing, as the highest officer and backbone of this warship, he had to look calm and composed at this moment.

"That one turned out to be called an island turtle..."

"There are actually such creatures in this world!"

The sailors on the warship suddenly started talking in all directions.

"Smoker Commodore..."

Tashigi thought of something terrible and suddenly looked at Smoker, "Xue Tong went to this island turtle with such a clear purpose...could it be that he was going to..."

Her words seemed to be stuck in her mouth, and she was afraid to continue.

It’s really incredible that a sea turtle the size of an island is used as a navigation tool.

Smoker lit two cigars and said very calmly and firmly:

"It's impossible. After this kind of island turtle grows to a certain weight, it will fall into a deep sleep that can take anywhere from a few years to decades, thus ensuring their long life. This is their nature."

"Is it nature..."

…

Baby-5, who had not gone to the island with Joel before, but stayed on the Bikudop, was now surrounded by a large group of pirates, walking towards the high ground in the center of the island.

"Sister, come this way!"

"Sister, slow down!"

Amidst the friendly and flattering compliments, baby-5 felt that the bones in his body had become a little soft.

She had never heard someone address her with such a high status term in the Donquixote family before.

But now, after just following Joel for less than a month, she was able to enjoy the "fun" of being surrounded by others.

This wonderful feeling was like a group of like-minded friends gathering together, which made her a little greedy.

But as the emptiness appeared in front of them, these "friends" disappeared unknowingly.

Baby-5 turned around and looked at Maolin behind him with some reluctance, and then walked to Joel.

"They let you out?"

Joel glanced at the visitor casually.

"I just didn't want to cause trouble, so I stayed there quietly before."

baby-5 hummed softly.

But immediately, he was attracted by the actions of Joel, "What...are you doing?"

"It is to inject new bonds and establish more connections with the rabbit."

Joel's fingertips secreted coquettish and bright blood, carving a six-pointed star array on the ground.

"Rabbit...where is the rabbit?"

Baby-5 was stunned for a long time, suddenly thought of something, and then reacted and said, "You wouldn't call the slow-moving turtle under your feet a 'rabbit', would you?!"

"How about it? Is it a very suitable name?"

Joel looked at baby-5, the laziness on his face briefly disappeared, but instead showed a rare look of expectation.

"No normal person would give a turtle such a name!"

baby-5's eyes twitched slightly and said,

"Furthermore, such a big turtle looks very bulky at first glance. Even if it can move, its speed is definitely not as fast as that of a pirate ship. It doesn't deserve the title of 'rabbit' as agile as it is!"

"Yeah?"

Joel responded noncommittally and completed the last outline of the six-pointed star array.

He walked to the center of the six-pointed star array and placed the palm of his right hand on the land that had become one with the turtle's back after a long period of time.

A large amount of blood secreted from Joel's palm and poured into the traces of the six-pointed star array, dyeing it into a more dazzling crimson pattern.

The next moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a loud and excited roar came from the sea.

"What's going on here?"

baby-5 asked, somewhat at a loss.

Joel listened carefully and said with a half-smile: "It said it wanted to move."

"Even if it's an event, there's no need to make such a big fuss..." baby-5 said sarcastically.

"It might be fun, but you'd better stand still!"

Joel chuckled.

Baby-5 wanted to say something more, but suddenly felt that his body began to retreat.

No, more accurately...

It's the ground that's starting to move forward.

The island turtle stretches out two huge flipper-like forelimbs, like two huge paddles, easily pushing aside the surrounding seawater and flexibly pushing the body forward.

In fact, the swing speed of the flipper-like forelimbs is getting faster and faster...

It's about to start accelerating!

The Bikudop, which had been pushed to the beach of the island in advance, was swaying like a roly-poly amid the pirates.

Even the pirates who were told what would happen at this moment couldn't help but swallow their saliva and tightly held the ropes and heavy anchors dropped from the ship with great nervousness.

The originally calm and gentle sea surface stirred up violent waves one after another under the swing of the island turtle's forelimbs.

On the deck of the warship in the distance, sailors were busy taking various measures to maintain the stability of the ship.

And in the captain's cabin,

Tashigi suddenly became anxious and said: "Smoker Commodore, that island turtle is really moving! What should we do now?"

"Tashigi, it's better to manage your emotions first! You are now the captain of Naval Headquarters. You lose control of your emotions at every turn. How can you set an example for your subordinates?"

Smoker sat at his desk puffing away smoke, his face shrouded in smoke was surprisingly calm, "Besides, it just moved, not flew."

"I, I know..."

Tashigi nodded weakly after being scolded.

Smoker continued: "Just keep your distance from this island turtle. Is it possible that such a big target can disappear from under our noses?"

After receiving the instruction, Tashigi responded "yes" and left the captain's cabin.

Smoker looked at Tashigi's leaving figure, shook his head slightly and sighed,

This sergeant who has been following him for many years is still too young.

If you want to continue to advance within the Marine system, you still need to experience more things and accumulate time.

After a while, Tashigi's hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor again.

She anxiously opened the door to the captain's cabin and panted: "Smoker Commodore, no, that island turtle seems to be really disappearing!"

Smoker frowned slightly, but since Tashigi didn't like to exaggerate, he stood up and followed Tashigi towards the deck.

As for the disappearance of island turtles...how is it possible?

When I walked to the deck, I saw soldiers standing in a row looking at the sea in the distance. Smoker pushed aside a sailor and looked over.

The next moment, his eyes widened in surprise, his mouth almost opened into an "O" shape, and even the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground at some point.

Looking at the propeller-like turtle fins driving the entire island to disappear quickly into the sea, Smoker couldn't help but curse.

"Hell, it wants to take off!!"