Vol 3 Chapter 72: Tetsufu

Parting with White Beard, the four Tang En continued their journey.
Last night, when the stars were sparse, he reminded the white beard vaguely, let him embark on the road of keeping in good health, and maintain vitality, which is naturally good for him.
In the study of longevity species, even he himself is not sure how many teenagers come out. Five years, six years, or ten years, twenty years?
Was he only able to wait for his remaining life?
This is a distressing question, but Tang En has no solution at all, he can only wait silently.
The wooden boat was ups and downs in the New World, and was slowly driving. Two months later, they coated the boat and dived into the seabed and entered Yuren Island.
Surrounded by murlocs, the appearance of the underground dragon palace obviously made the accompanying Bruce feel curious. He kept his mouth wide open and was amazed by what he saw.
There are so many wonders in the new world, and Yuri Island is undoubtedly one of them.
"Look, there is a white-bearded flag hanging there. Is this the uncle's chassis?"
Bruce saw the white-bearded banner hanging high, and said in surprise.
"Fishman Island is indeed his sphere of influence."
Don nodded.
But he was very dissatisfied with the claim that Bruce was called Uncle White Beard and his grandfather. Is it that he is older than the old man with the white beard?
They walked peacefully in Yuman Island, quietly became a tourist, spent three days calmly, and then left.
The journey of the new world was announced from the moment the wooden boat floated to the surface of the great fairway.
This also means that the four have escaped from the chaotic ocean of the new world.
The day before they left, they also received news of the red-haired pirate corps. This new pirate corps has now risen in the new world and is well-known.
When approaching the Chambord Islands, Tang En called the Warring States.
"Where are you now?"
Warring States asked directly.
"In the great waterway."
Down Road said.
"Zefa wants to see you, can you come back?"
The Warring States Shen Sheng said.
Tang En was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head: "No need, say hello to Teacher Zefa for me."
"Your kid."
Sengoku wanted to scold something, but when it came to his lips, it eventually became a sentence.
"Take care of yourself outside."
Subsequently, the phone bug hung up.
Tang En took the phone bug back into his arms and stood silently on the deck for a long time.
He didn't know what his mentality was at the moment, but he felt that it would be inappropriate and ashamed to see the old man in this way.
Naval Headquarters, Malin Vando, within the Naval Academy.
"I'm going to the new world!"
Zefa said with a deep voice, solemnly and conscientiously.
"It's not where you should go, Zefa."
Sengoku sighed.
He knew the other party's thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't agree on this.
"Sengoku, I want to figure out what the world looks like now?"
"We navy, are we really unable to resist?"
Zefa Dao.
"Do you really want to go? The situation may be more severe than you think."
Sengoku sighed, he couldn't stop him from looking like this.
"I just went to see, Sengoku."
Zefa solemnly said.
"You are not a general now, what reason should you use to let you go to the new world?"
The Warring States shook his head.
"The batch of navies under my hands, they need internship and experience."
Zefa said with a deep voice.
Sengoku stared at Zefa's eyes for a long while, and finally sighed: "I know, I will arrange it for you later."
Time slowly moved forward, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. Tang En and the others arrived close to where Alabastan was.
"Crunch!"
The wooden boat made an unrestrained sound, and the sound echoed on the sea, quite loudly.
"This ship is not working. After so long sailing, the keel is basically broken, and one room cannot last long."
Bard said to the three after checking barefoot.
"Well, what will the boat do?"
Bruce shuddered.
"What will happen? Of course it is sinking, what silly question did your kid ask?"
Bud slapped Bruce on the head.
"sinking?!"
Bruce shook his whole body, looking around, the vast sea, there was no place to rely on.
"No, won't it?"
Bard's expression was serious: "I didn't make any jokes with you."
"Grandpa Rossius, Grandpa Don, what should I do?"
Bruce turned and shivered.
"Don't worry, Bruce, our ship is very strong and should be able to take us on a journey."
Tang En laughed.
Bruce let out a sigh of relief and Bud pouted.
He was sailing, so he knew the ship that was about to reach the end. After sailing in the New World, this ship really couldn't hold on.
One day later, the wooden boat became slower and slower, and finally stopped on the vast sea.
"It's leaking, stop here."
Bud shrugged and said helplessly.
Bruce was a little stunned, and after the reaction, Sayah ran down the boat.
Soon, a scream came from under the ship.
"That kid is scared."
Rossius chuckled.
Bud leaned against the boat, looking at the rolling sea ahead, his expression calm.
He followed the two old men for so long, and had already developed a strong mental quality. If these two old guys are not panicking, they must have a way.
After a while, Bruce came up with a frustrated face and fell to his knees on the deck, despairing.
"The ship is cracked under the seawater, and the seawater is flooding the ship."
None of the three responded. The ship was sinking. They could all feel it.
Silence fell on the deck, and Bruce panicked, a little dull.
Above the vast sea, what the boat meant to sink meant, he naturally knew very well.
Despite his strength, Bud has no use. Not long ago, he had just seen the surroundings, not even the shadow of an island.
"Ruined!"
With a long sigh, Bruce waited for doom.
But the time passed by one minute and one second. Tangen, Rosius, and Bard were calmly doing their own things, and did not care about the coming end.
Bros deeply admires the calmness of these three people. Such psychological quality may be the gap between the weak and the strong.
"Ready to prepare, pack things, we should go."
Tang En suddenly said.
"Oh? Is there a ship coming?"
Rossius opened his eyes and glanced around.
Bruce stood up at once, looking anxiously, but there was no half shadow in his eyes.
"Ten minutes later, you will be able to see that this boat should be able to persist for half an hour, just right."
Don nodded.
Bard simply entered the cabin neatly and packed his things. He knew that the two old men would have a solution.
About half a quarter of an hour later, in front of the wooden boat, there was a boat approaching.
"It's a pirate ship!"
"But it doesn't matter anymore, it's best to let us leave!"
Rossius sighed.
With a smile on his face, Tang En stared at the golden braided man on the pirate ship ahead.
"Redfoot Jeep."