The white bear who wandered into the world of pirates

"It's so hot."

Wally was lying in the shadow of the deck, sticking out his tongue.

It's obviously January, why is the weather so hot?

This fur can withstand cold or heat.

"Tiger, how long will it take to reach Thunder Island?"

Wally shouted upward.

Tiger glanced at the permanent record pointer and said: "It will take about two days, please bear with it, the climate around Thunder Island is extremely hot."

Wally Bearpaw fanned the air, "Why is it so hot?"

Tiger shrugged and said, "You should ask those scholars this question."

Wally grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and started drinking. The wine was still more delicious.

Two days later, early in the morning.

The sound of thunder suddenly came from the sky and continued continuously. Wally, who was lying on the deck with a hangover, was finally woken up and shouted: "Who can be so unethical so early in the morning?"

Tiger, who was at the helm, shouted: "Thunder Island is coming soon."

Wally saw it too.

There was an island directly in front, with bare black peaks in the middle, dark clouds floating in the sky, and countless violent thunder falling, exploding among the mountains.

The strange thing is that outside the dark clouds, the sun is shining brightly, like two different worlds.

"Oh, it's so spectacular." Wally leaned on the railing of the boat and looked into the distance. He didn't jump back to the deck until the railing made an overwhelming sound. "Is there any good wine on that island?"

Tiger thought for a moment and said, "Labin wine, that kind of wine has a tingling feeling, like an electric current. It's a local specialty."

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it. By the way, when you ask an acquaintance to coat it later, you can change the sail by the way. How can the logo of our Thunder Pirates be mixed with the logo of the Slave Catching Chamber of Commerce?"

Wally naturally ordered the mission to go on.

Tiger rolled his eyes and said, "I know, I'll give you 300,000 beli to pay for cooking and shopping."

"It's up to you too." Wally said with a smile.

Tiger yelled: "Let me do whatever you do together."

"Don't be so angry. I'm not asking you to finish it all at once. I'll coat and buy the sail first, and replenish supplies in my spare time. I won't tire you out."

Wally said plausibly, "As an excellent captain, I have full trust in my partner and believe that you will successfully complete this matter."

"..." Tiger was helpless, why did he end up with such a captain?

As soon as the boat docked, Wally couldn't wait to jump off, "Here comes the cold beer!"

Wally climbed over two mountains, jumped over a river, and rushed into a bustling town. There were many pedestrians, and the seemingly spacious streets were a bit narrow, with the names of shops on both sides.

Don't know anyone.

You can only tell which store it is from the products.

However, it was really noisy.

Wally rubbed his bear's ears. The thunder roaring from the center of the island was too noisy. If he stayed there for a long time, his nerves would definitely weaken.

"Oh, this guest, is this your first time coming to Thunder Island? Come and try the sound-absorbing insects."

A man with a mustache came over and opened his hand, revealing two purple hairballs, with tentacles as big as fluff covering the entire hairball.

Wally took a curious look and found that people on the street all had hair balls stuffed in their ears, but the colors were different.

Mustache smiled and explained: "Sound-absorbing bugs are endemic to the local area. They can eat the sound waves of all noises and block that annoying thunder sound."

When Wally heard this, he quickly picked up his paws and stuffed them into his ears. The rumbling thunder disappeared and the street returned to an ordinary street, lively but not annoying.

"This is an interesting bug."

"Haha, thank you for your patronage, one hundred thousand Baileys." Mustache quickly stretched out his hand to ask for the money.

Wally's face darkened and he said: "Boss, don't try to trick me, ten thousand Baileys."

The mustache exaggerated: "Guest, you are simply not letting me live. This sound-absorbing bug is not so easy to catch. And among the types of sound-absorbing bugs, purple is the best. It can be said to be exclusive to nobles. It costs at least 80,000 shells."

profit."

"Thirteen thousand."

"Oh, I see that our guest is very majestic, so I will suffer a little loss, fifty thousand beli."

"Fifteen thousand."

"Oh my god, you might as well kill me, it costs 40,000 beli anyway."

Wally said impatiently: "Twenty thousand, fixed price. If you still don't agree, I'll buy it from someone else."

"..." Mustache finally relented after a fierce struggle, "Oh, whoever makes me have a relationship with the guest, twenty thousand is twenty thousand."

Wally raised the corner of his mouth, hehe, he really knows how to bargain, from one hundred thousand to twenty thousand.

Mustache thought to himself, Silly Que, the cost price of this sound-absorbing insect is zero.

Anyone who lives on the island knows that there are a lot of woods outside the minefield.

That is to say, every year some outsiders are not clear about it and are deceived into buying sound-absorbing insects.

To be honest, even a thousand beli and a mustache can be sold.

The two parties parted with a satisfied attitude, and Wally walked across the street and got into a bar.

It was still early, so the inside of the bar seemed empty, but it was still open, just waiting for drunkards like Wally who wanted to drink early in the morning.

"Welcome," the bartender at the bar said with a stiff smile.

The new world is full of wonders, but that doesn’t mean everyone can see it.

Most people will never leave their island in their lifetime.

Because the sea is too dangerous, ordinary people will never go to sea unless necessary.

This was the first time the bartender saw a bear come in for a drink, and said in human language, "Let's have a bottle of Rabin."

The chair creaked and made a heavy sound. Wally twisted his butt. The chair was a bit small.

"Oh," the bartender quickly brought over a bottle of Rabin wine.

Wally bit open the lid and poured it into his mouth.

With a crackling sound, as if being electrocuted, Wally spurted out and sprayed it on the face of the bartender opposite.

"Wow, tongue, tongue is numb." Wally stammered.

Is this considered drowning for those who are good at swimming, and paralysis for those who are good at electricity?

Wally shook his head.

The bartender wiped the wine from his face and said with a smile: "Guest, you need to taste the Rabin wine slowly to taste its taste."

"It's boring, give me a cold beer!" Wally didn't intend to adopt the correct way to drink, and the only word he drank was "Happy!"

Take small sips, that's how girls drink.

The bartender chuckled and said, "The customer is a pirate, right?"

Wally admitted frankly: "Yes, I am still unknown now, but I will definitely be famous in the future. Do you want me to give you an autograph in advance?"

"You can write?" The bartender was surprised.

"..." Wally was speechless, completely forgetting that he was an illiterate in this world.

I don't know the words and I can't write.

Oh, except for the word justice on the back of the navy.

"Another apple pie."

Wally decided to skip this awkward topic by ordering.

The bartender shouted with a smile and asked the kitchen to do it, and chatted to himself: "You are a pirate, you must have heard of Roger, right?"

Wally said casually: "Of course, that guy is a very powerful pirate. What do you think he is doing?"

"He's on this island, you'd better be careful."

puff!

Wally sprayed the bartender in the face with a sip of cold beer.