Pirates: Dangerous options in my head

It is still the residence of the Holy Family of Musgarud.

Vivian was lying naked in the hot spring pool, with his back against the wall. Behind him, two maids were kneading his shoulders. The strength was moderate and the touch was soft and smooth. Vivian couldn't help but close his eyes.

It was a moan of comfort.

"Brother Vivian, how are you? Is my hot spring comfortable? This is the pure natural hot spring water on the Red Earth Continent. It was because of this that the Tianlong clan built Pangu City in this area." Vivian Anshen

Next to him, Saint Musgarud shook his red wine glass and said with a smile.

"Purely natural?"

Vivian blinked her eyes when she heard this and wondered, could there be a volcano under this red earth continent?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems very reasonable. The stone wall is already red like that. If it is not intact, it may be volcanic rock.

"After taking a bath and eating a good meal later, I will take you to the entertainment room of my house to play. Do you know Mahjong? This is a card game that was recently introduced to Mary Joa from the Navy. It requires

It was so much fun for four of us to fight together!”

When Musgarud Saint talked about Mahjong, the look in his eyes was one of excitement. It was obvious that he had been addicted to this game recently.

When Vivian heard this word, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

He wondered, could he not know what this thing was? In the world of pirates, Mahjong could be said to have been invented by him in a strict sense.

Speaking of which, he had just promoted this entertainment activity at the Navy Headquarters some time ago, but he didn't expect that countless people have become addicted to it. Now, it is almost impossible for you to be in the training ground of the base once you get off work.

I saw half a person again.

All the soldiers went to play mahjong. It was normal to skip dinner. Some even stayed up all night until morning training the next day, so that they collapsed in the training ground from exhaustion.

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It is precisely because of this that the Warring States Period, who could not stand it any longer, had to issue a new naval order: except for two days off on weekends, the entire army was not allowed to gather in groups to play mahjong, even other card games, which was illegal.

Order, one month's salary will be deducted directly.

But despite this, there are still people who secretly gather people late at night and secretly play mahjong tiles in the bedroom of their own mansion. They are caught by patrolling soldiers and their wages are directly deducted.

That night, not only did I lose money playing cards, I even had all my wages deducted. I have to say, this lesson was really harsh.

After taking a comfortable bath in the hot spring pool, it was still a while before dinner was ready, so Musgarud Saint took Vivian to visit the second and third floors of his home.

In addition to the bathroom, the second floor has a recreation room, a shooting room, and a dance hall. The facilities in the recreation room are basically various card tables. It may be more appropriate to describe it as a casino.

The shooting room is used for shooting practice, and the ballroom is mostly used for parties.

Besides that, the third floor is naturally the bedroom of Saint Musgarud.

The room in the Musgarud Sanctuary is about five to six hundred square meters, and the bed in the middle of the room alone is large enough to accommodate more than twenty people.

What? Are you afraid of sleeping alone in such a big bed at night?

Who told you that the Musgarud Holy Society slept alone?

Maybe the beds are full every night?

Glancing at the rooms on the third floor that were occupied by various "servants" besides this bedroom, Vivian couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It would be great if she could live another life and be reborn as a Celestial Dragon.

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Such a life of living like a god, eating and waiting to die, was what he had dreamed of since he was a child.

"Sir Musgard, dinner has been prepared. Please come to the restaurant on the first floor to dine."

At the same time, two maids emerged from the corridor on the third floor and warned Vivian and Saint Musgarud softly.

"Okay, here we go."

Saint Musgarud waved his hand, then looked at Vivian and said: "Brother Vivian, let's go and eat."

Vivian: "Let's go."

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Grilled fish, grilled fish, boiled fish, lobster, king crab, puffer fish, scallops, sashimi... A large amount of seafood is placed at the front of the table, stuffed to the brim, and looking at it, it makes you appetite.

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"There are twenty seafood dishes alone?"

In addition, oden, tamagoyaki, miso soup, udon, soba, sukiyaki, sushi, plum wine...

Vivian roughly counted the dishes and found that there were fifty-two dishes in total, and the portions were quite large.

Subconsciously swallowing, he couldn't help but ask: "With so much, can you finish it?"

"It's okay. The servants and slaves at home will help with the leftovers we have." Saint Musgarud replied with a smile.

Unlike other Celestial Dragons, under normal circumstances, slaves and servants have always only been able to eat some "pig food", which is what the Celestial Dragons use to feed pets or feed pigs and sheep, and Saint Musgarud

Then he would often ask the chef to cook a lot of extra meals, and in the end, he would give them to his servants to handle on their own on the grounds that they couldn't finish them all.

Because of this, after receiving the care of Saint Musgard for a long time, the servants in the villa naturally developed a good impression and respect for Saint Musgard.

"Normally, I can only eat thirty dishes at most by myself. Today you are here, so I asked them to cook a little more."

As Saint Musgarud said, he took the lead in taking out his fork and stabbing a piece of fish onto the plate in front of him, and then began to chew it slowly.

When Vivian saw this, he naturally picked up the kuaizi. After the maids standing on both sides carefully tied the napkins for him, he officially started to move his mouth and devour it.

He had no choice, he hadn't eaten for a whole day and he was really hungry. When he smelled the aroma of the food, he couldn't help but twitch his index fingers.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah..."

After taking one or two bites of each dish, Vivian suddenly became silent.

What can I say, it's really delicious...

But compared to what I make myself, I always feel that there is a little less flavor in it.

Is it because my culinary attainments have reached the master level, so I can always find some faults with other people’s meals?

He thought to himself.

"What's wrong, brother Vivian, is the food not delicious? You know, the chef in my mansion was the most famous offshore restaurant owner in the South China Sea..."

He didn't say the last part of the sentence. Back then, the most famous maritime restaurant owner in the South China Sea was captured by pirates and sent to the auction house. His father bought him at a high price and has since become his family's royal chef.

In this flash, more than twenty years have passed.

About an hour later, Vivian, who was full of wine and food, was wiping his mouth and gently stroking his round belly. Unexpectedly, at this time, Saint Musgarud suddenly spoke: "By the way, Vivian."

Brother Wei An."

"What's wrong?"

"Recently...are the Revolutionary Army going to war against the World Government?"

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