I’m Sailing: The Ceiling Of Starting Power

the next day......

Windmill Village.

Moser walked slowly down the road in Windmill Village with a dog's tail in his mouth.

Although there is no sand crocodile's cigar, I have the pace of Brother Ming.

Because of Garp, the villagers of Windmill Village are very kind to Moser.

Coupled with the loss of memory, the villagers don't know what they experienced yesterday.

Just say hello to Moser as usual!

In response, Moser also greeted the villagers cheekily.

It is totally unclear that he "killed" Windmill Village yesterday.

He grew up here, and Garp went to sea from time to time to catch pirates, leaving him alone in the village.

Therefore, it can be said that he was raised by the entire windmill village.

I was also curious before why Garp didn't give him the same care of Dadan the bandit like his two little nephews from now on.

Just think about time and you will understand.

Now Da Dan is estimated to be in his twenties, which is the time when he is flourishing.

I don’t know if I have become a bandit.

"Sister Shaqili, I'm here for a drink."

Moser pushed open the door of the tavern and shouted.

The villagers drinking in the tavern watched Moser laugh kindly.

"Yeah, isn't this Moser? Are you looking for Mackinaw again?"

"What kind of drink is such a small drink? Mr. Garp is in the village now, so you are not afraid of him beating you."

"Come to Makino every day, and I don't know if Shaqili agrees with you as a baby kiss."

Shaqili is Mackinaw's mother and the owner of this tavern.

Take care of Moser very much.

Facing the ridicule of the villagers, Moser was not angry, looked at them sideways, and suddenly showed a kind smile.

"Uncle Jerry, I remember that Aunt Gina seems to hate you for drinking bars. Why did Aunt Gina go back to her natal house for a few days? ?"

The big man named Jerry shuddered directly when he heard Moser's words, and the wine glass he was about to raise also stopped in the air.

"And you, Uncle Guy Le, Uncle Jerry doesn't have the guts to come to the pub to drink publicly. You must have instigated it. Aunt Gina will definitely thank you."

The middle-aged man next to Jerry almost jumped up from his chair, "Don't talk nonsense, little guy, how could I instigate it!"

Thinking of the woman in Jerry's house, Guy Le quickly explained that he hadn't lived enough yet.

Gina, recognized as the strongest woman in Windmill Village, can kill a cow with one punch. Please refer to Dadan for the specific body shape.

Looking at the two people who were panicking, Moser chuckled. It's not enough to deal with you.

Moser swaggered down at the table and said to the proprietress Shaqili, "Sister Shaqili, where is Mackino?"

Shaqili smiled and poured a glass of juice for Moser, "Makino is behind, go and play with her."

Moser nodded, picked up the juice, jumped off the bar seat, and walked into the back door of the tavern.

"Mackinaw." Moser called.

A girl with green hair about the size of Moser was washing dishes and wine glasses in the backyard of a tavern.

Makino heard someone calling her name and looked up and found that it was Moser.

A big smile appeared on Makino's face.

"Moser, didn't Mr. Garp train you today?" Magino asked, standing up.

"No, the old man doesn't know what he's doing, by the way, how about Mackinaw getting me some wine?" Moser asked a little quietly.

Mackinaw saw that Moser didn't seem to be joking, with an embarrassed expression on his face, a bun with a wrinkled face.

"Moser, you really want to drink, what if you get drunk."

"It's okay, I'll just drink a little, this juice doesn't taste at all."

Moser grumbled.

He is tired of drinking juice every day.

And most of the wine in the tavern is fruit wine, there is no such high-purity liquor in the past life.

In addition, in his previous life, Moser also liked to drink two glasses, so he didn't worry about getting drunk at all.

"Well, but you can only drink a little, not if you are drunk."

Seeing Moser's bitter face, Macino couldn't stand Moser's plea and carefully handed a bottle of fruit wine to Moser.

Moser opened the bottle and took a sip. It was sweet and sour, and the alcohol content was about the same as beer.

Directly the bottle was facing upwards, and drank the wine in the bottle.

"Moser, are you okay?"

Seeing Moser drank the wine, Makino stood aside nervously and said.

Moser waved his hand to signal that he was okay, hiccuped comfortably, and smiled at Makino's worried eyes.

He stretched out his hand and touched Makino's face, "Honey, don't worry, I'm fine. Come on, laugh!"

"Oh...you...what are you doing!"

Makino's face turned red at the speed that he could see with the naked eye.

However, it didn't mean to refuse at all.

Moser laughed. He liked Makino's shy look, so he couldn't help but tease her.

"Blu...Blu..."

Just when Moser was still trying to do something, the small phone bug in his clothes rang.

"Cut, the smelly old man is really good at picking time, it's a shame."

Moser murmured as he took out the phone bug the size of his fist.

This was when he had just crossed over, and he was very curious about the structure of the phone worm.

So this little thing came from Garp.

Although I haven't studied it for a long time, he has always carried this phone worm.

Over time, it became his dedicated contact tool!

At present, no one will contact him except Garp.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone worm got through, Garp's roar came immediately!

"Fucky boy, where did you go? Get me back quickly!"

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