Pirate: I'm just slacking off, do you really think I'm a noob?

It was six o'clock in the morning in the Kingdom of Eryoluobu.

Long had already gotten up early.

Here, there was no such thing as day or night.

During the day, it was just a little brighter.

Under the dim lights on the roadside, the city woke up like a sleeping monster.

Today, Long was going to take the cadres of the Self-Yong Army to the recruitment office of this city to prepare to be a miner.

Taiwan Novel Network →𝗍𝗐𝗄𝖺𝗇.𝖼𝗈𝗆

"Chief, are we really going to do this?"

A middle-aged man came over and said respectfully.

He himself didn't care about mining, after all, he used to make a living by farming.

But he knew that Long had never done such a thing, and couldn't help wanting to share some of the burden for Long.

"Swoll, I know what you want to say, but if you are always asked to do everything, I can't understand the truth from it."

"Besides, we are all the same people. I can do what you can do."

Long's eyes were full of determination, and his bright eyes seemed to pierce the iron fog.

"This country has been sick for a long time. If we don't understand the disease in depth, how can we change it?"

Long, Swol, and other members of the Self-Yong Army said goodbye to the old man Snow who took them in, and embarked on the road of seeking truth.

"Hello, is this the place to recruit workers?"

Long and Swol, who were dressed in rags and looked like beggars, came over.

It was old Snow who reminded him, otherwise Long and the members of the Self-Yong Army really didn't notice such a small thing.

A man with a face full of flesh was lying on a chair and snoring.

After hearing the noise, he barely opened one eye, and before he stood up, he started to speak loudly:

"What are you making noise for? Can't you see I'm sleeping? Damn it."

The sturdy man with an unhappy face slowly got up from the chair and yawned.

"What are you two doing?"

Before Long spoke, Swol came up with a flattering smile.

"Boss, we want to work in the mine for a few days. I heard that the mine provides meals, right?"

The fat man glanced at Swol in front of him, and snorted coldly at his skinny appearance:

"Man, with your appearance, be careful to be crushed to death by ore in the mine."

Sswol smiled:

"Boss, don't look at my skinny body, I'm still very strong. I'm so hungry that I want to go to the mine to ask for food."

The fat man didn't say anything else, anyway, the mine was always short of people.

Even if the person in front of him didn't want to go, he would find a way to coax him to go.

Having worked here for a long time, his eyes have been trained to be sharp.

It was obvious at a glance that these two people would definitely enter the mine, so there was no need to fool them.

"The guy following you is quite strong, why doesn't he speak? Is he dumb?"

The muscular man pointed his stubby finger at Long who was standing aside without speaking.

Long was stunned, but quickly reacted.

"Boss, my uncle said that you should talk less when you go out, and he should speak if you have anything to say."

Swol also said repeatedly:

"Boss, this is my nephew. I usually dislike his stupidity and try not to let him speak for fear of offending people."

"Really? Then your nephew looks quite strong."

The muscular man showed a trace of suspicion, but then he thought, it's none of his business.

Whether it's a vicious pirate or a person with a special purpose, can it affect his monthly salary of 8,000 Baileys?

Of course not, he is not an overseer in the mine.

It doesn't matter, I'd rather die than die.

If these two people really have bad intentions, then he will be the one to die.

It is better to have less trouble than more trouble, this is the principle of survival for small people.

Swol had never thought that the fat man in front of him had so many ideas, and hurriedly explained:

"He has eaten a lot since he was a child and grew up strong. He is just a little dumb, but he works very hard."

"Okay, okay, don't talk so much nonsense. I have signed the contract for you. Someone will take you to the mine later. Don't bother me while I sleep."

The fat man didn't want to say more for a second. He pulled a piece of scribbled paper, signed the names of the two people, threw it on the table, and turned back to sleep.

Long and Swol were left there to doubt their lives.

They are both sensitive people. They are sure that this fat guy has found something wrong.

But he didn't say anything, but signed the contract happily, making the prepared remarks of Long and Swol go to waste.

Swor lowered his voice and said:

"What should we do, Chief."

He was also a little undecided, but Long was more open-minded.

"It's okay. Since we got in so smoothly, we just need to work hard."

Long thought a lot. He listened to what old man Snow said last night.

After thinking all night, he couldn't think of any way to break the deadlock.

The problem of the Kingdom of Eryolubu was not whether the so-called rebels could defeat the overseers and the king's guards.

The naval branches in the four ports and the large naval bases nearby were the most difficult problems.

They simply crushed the rebels.

With advanced weapons and equipment and a physique tempered by hard training, they were not comparable to the miners who worked hard in the mines all year round.

Once the uprising is completed, their opponents will change from the mine supervisors and the King's Guard to the armed suppression force of the World Government.

In Long's view, it is an unsolvable problem.

But he was not discouraged, because if this problem could not be solved.

Then he thought there was no way to continue to transform the world.

"Anyway, our first day in the mine is about to begin. I am really looking forward to it, Swole."

Long said to Swole beside him to cheer him up.

-------------------------------------

"Hmm!"

After a long stretch, Rowley woke up from the bed.

Last night, he stayed up in the office until more than eleven o'clock, which was almost the first time he was there since he came here.

There are no entertainment activities in the pirate world, and there are no mobile phones to play with.

He usually reads books and sleeps at night.

If it is the East China Sea, he knows a few good Kabukicho.

But he really doesn't know much about the North Sea.

And recently, Gion seems to have a special interest in him. Usually, a pair of beautiful big eyes always stare at him.

It makes him feel like he has done something wrong when he is slacking off sometimes.

Fortunately, Gion's strategy has initially shown results. At least when Raleigh slacked off, Gion stopped talking to him.

What is this?

This is Raleigh's victory!

(In fact, Raleigh is too thick-skinned. Gion said eight hundred times but he didn't change. Gion just let him do whatever he wants.)

Raleigh took off his pajamas, revealing eight well-defined abdominal muscles.

While putting on his clothes, he was thinking about how to set a trap for the World Government.

He is not a rabbit that eats grass. He slacked off for the system reward.

(System: This is my nature. Why should I pretend to be someone else!)

Since the World Government wants to use him as a warning, Raleigh plans to break a few teeth of the World Government.

He can't intervene in the struggle of the high-level.

But he can make the other party lose their pants with the tactics of the middle and low-level.