Pirates Never Work Overtime

Near the Grand Line·New World·Neverland, the city of adventure and wealth ‘Greg’.

This is a relatively famous tourist town in the New World in recent years.

This town was originally just a small, backward island that could only be self-sufficient except for the explorers who specifically came to seek opportunities on the 'Adventure Island' to stay for one night.

But a few years ago, he was brought together by a group of pirates who lost their respective pirate groups after their adventure failed in 'Neverland' and formed a maritime trader specializing in exploring 'Neverland'.

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After they accumulated a certain amount of wealth through some means in a few years, they tried every means to develop this tourist town, and they succeeded in the end.

There are all kinds of pirate flags flying over the city. It has to be said that this group of people is very discerning. The island they chose is a rare "spring breeze island", with pleasant spring breeze blowing all year round, and

'Neverland' is completely different with its unpredictable climate.

However, recently, as the "Dream Island" is about to open, the sea area around the island has suddenly been shrouded in a huge thick fog. The fog is thick and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

All this has become normal for a group of pirates who live here all year round. You must know that this is a new world, and unpredictable climate changes are the norm.

As for some well-known tourists, adventurers who come here trying to make a fortune, and some pirates who want to sell their stolen goods and take advantage of others, although the weather is not as pleasant as the spring breeze that blows all year round, it is acceptable to change the temperature occasionally.

After all, they are just a group of passers-by and will not stay here for too long.

What's more, the fog only permeates the sea area around the island and has not yet had any impact on the city, and it doesn't look like it will have much of an impact.

Because 'Neverland' has reached its opening season once every three years, the residents of Gregg City have discovered that there have been many more tourists in recent days. Although these people came to Gregg in batches on various boats,

They seemed to know each other when they were playing, but they pretended to have never seen each other before. The residents who were determined to maintain the safety of the town were a little worried about the identities of these people, so they secretly notified the city guard.

After receiving the notice, the escort team hurriedly informed the real owner of the city, the Gray Chamber of Commerce, of the situation.

It was the group of people who finally saved their lives because of the failure in Neverland who formed the Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, the master behind the city was carefully receiving a distinguished guest. After learning the news, his face changed slightly. In the end, he just asked the city guards to find out his identity.

Too much attention.

Faced with the real owner of the city, the city guards simply asked about the identities of these visitors with unknown purposes and then stopped paying attention.

The residents who had no idea about this were still curiously asking the captain of the city guard about the identity of the visitor. The latter could only reply with a smile. The enthusiastic residents could rest assured that these were "obeying the rules".

Regular, law-abiding tourists'.

Since the city guards said so, the residents naturally had no objections and began to greet the tourists enthusiastically. After all, this is a country of tourism, so how could there be any reason to insist on keeping tourists away and not making oneself rich?

In the Fountain Square on Central Street in Gregg City, a large number of fat pigeons jumped around among the historic blue-gray stone bricks, happily pecking at the bread crumbs scattered by tourists, but one of them seemed to be missing.

Others of the same kind are a little different. They just stand in the center of the fountain, holding a gold coin, and scanning the surroundings.

In a shady corner, an average amateur painter painted free portraits for passing tourists; beside the fountain, two seemingly enthusiastic vendors were selling handmade products to passers-by that were obviously mass-processed from outside factories.

; The roadside bakery was crowded with people, vying to buy Gregg City's famous eel pizza, and one of the waiters looked a little reluctant; the whole Gregg City seemed to be different from previous years.

Mers was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with cherry blossoms printed on the chest and three-quarter jeans, and a pair of wooden flip-flops with local characteristics. He sat with his legs crossed on a bench next to the fountain, leisurely

Look at today's newspaper.

His silver hair was spread casually, and he wore a pair of cherry blossom-shaped sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, covering most of his handsome appearance. Even so, there were still many red-faced girls who had the courage to come over and strike up a conversation, but they were all cleverly persuaded by him.

Gone.

"Boss Morse, this is your drink."

A glass of ice-cold lemon-flavored soda with a straw poked out from it was handed to Mers. There were large and small water droplets hanging on the surface of the glass.

Mers took the cup and said with a smile: "Thanks, Bol, why haven't you found what you want to buy?"

Bol, who was wearing a white T-shirt and blue shorts, sat down next to Victor with a look of reluctance, took a sip of the soda in his hand, and said with some frustration: "Hey, there is almost nothing in the bookstores and navigation shops here.

, I don’t have anything I want. I am completely blinded by wealth and am a shrewd businessman. I have no pursuit of knowledge at all.”

"Oh, are you really starting to struggle? Are you trying to make progress with your weak navigation knowledge?" Mers glanced at Boer sideways after hearing this, took a sip of the soda in his hand, and continued to say in a sinister tone:

"If Uncle Weisman hadn't happened to remember the way this time, you would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

Sometimes Mers had to be convinced. Gnar, a bastard, had such weird luck that he could always meet noble people who could help him at critical moments.

"What are you talking about! Boss, although I admit that I had Uncle Weisman's help this time, but most of the time I still rely on my profound navigation knowledge." Boll glared at Morse with an unhappy look on his face, and then looked at

He looked around: "Boss, aren't these guys subordinates of Lord Nar from CP0? He's not..."

"Okay, we don't need to pay attention to his affairs. No one in the world can guess clearly what that guy is thinking."

Mers smiled slightly and stretched: "Since there are still a few days before the opening of 'Neverland', let everyone have fun in this city of wealth! Didn't you find that whether it is the Four Royals?

Have the pirates, the six underground kings, or the big forces in this sea sent people here? It seems that this time's Neverland may be quite different from the past times! Do you think it's Brother Lu Qi?

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Bol's expression tightened when he heard this, and he subconsciously wanted to take out his short gun from his waist. However, when he touched his waist, he remembered that Morse told everyone not to carry weapons when they got off the boat. This time they were just visiting the island.

Made me nervous.

Seeing Bol's reaction, Morse nodded. Compared to the last time he went to sea, Bol's growth was not as simple as one or two points.

"General Morse, our family has invited you, could you please come with me?" Lu Qi, dressed as a tourist, quietly appeared behind the bench at some point and whispered, this time using his own voice.

rather than ventriloquism.

Morse casually folded the newspaper in his hand and handed it to Boll, and then said leisurely: "Boll, take my newspaper. I haven't read the content yet, so don't throw it away to me."

In his words, he was not surprised by Nall's invitation this time, and he didn't think it would waste his time.

Bol nodded and opened the newspaper casually, and what he saw was a front-page breaking news - Golden Emperor Tezzolo and Happy Street Queen Stusi have launched a comprehensive cooperation, and a grand opening ceremony will be held in the near future.

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"Sure enough, no matter how strong Mr. Morse is, he is still a man, but this place is really worth visiting! I wonder if I will be lucky enough to be Miss Stussy's guest."

Boll's eyes were completely attracted by this front-page news at this time, and he didn't even notice the news written in the bottom block: "'Neverland' is about to be opened, and it is suspected to be the sea of ​​​​the last era.

The appearance of the thief 'Red Earl' in the waters around Neverland indicates that this time 'Neverland' will be completely different from the past." - World Economic News' Big Morgan.

This is what Morse is concerned about. Now that the Red Earl has appeared, does it mean that this time in 'Neverland' there is a possibility that the animal type, phantom species, bat, and vampire devil fruit that the other party has been thinking about will appear!

It’s getting more interesting!