Chapter 35 Post-War Banquet

Weeble looked up and saw that the person calling him was the Hawkeye man who had broken his knife.

"Humph!"

Weibul snorted like a child throwing a tantrum, then turned his head and continued to wipe the Blue Dragon Sword in his arms, not wanting to pay any attention to Mihawk.

Seeing his bad attitude, Mihawk's forehead was bulging with veins. He could not control his anger and asked loudly:

"This is a duel between men! Why are you holding back? Am I not worthy of your full strength?"

Weibull scratched his head, somewhat confused. He thought seriously for a while before answering:

"I didn't hold back. I used all my strength when I fought you. I really wanted to kill you."

"Are you going to continue humiliating me? Your aura is much stronger now than it was during the battle just now!"

Mihawk firmly believed that his perception would not be wrong. Weevil was like a prehistoric beast, emitting a dangerous aura all the time, and not concealing his powerful aura at all. So Mihawk could clearly feel the huge gap between the before and after. It was not just a simple matter of being a little stronger, but a qualitative change.

Weibull stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist. His Armament Haki instantly covered his fist, which turned dark and shiny. He looked carefully and found that his fist had indeed become much stronger. After thinking for a while, Weibull suddenly punched his palm and suddenly realized:

"Oh! It's candy!"

"candy?"

This answer confused Mihawk. What does this have to do with candy?

"Yes, yes, yes! It's candy. My fists became stronger after I ate the candy my brother gave me!"

A strong swordsman needs to cultivate his mind and temper. Even Mihawk, who always thought he had a calm mind, was now so angry that his heart was unstable.

"Hey! You bastard! There should be a limit to how much you can joke around! Even a 3-year-old wouldn't believe the reason that eating candy can make you stronger!"

Weibull bit his thumb and said puzzledly:

"Humph! Anyway, that's the way it is! I'm not lying, are you also like a three-year-old child and don't believe me?"

"I…"

Mihawk realized that it was not right to say whether he believed it or not, and he almost vomited blood.

"Okay! I'll assume that you can become stronger by eating a piece of candy, but how do you explain this broadsword? You obviously have a weapon of this level, why do you use an ordinary broadsword when fighting me?"

Weibull had no idea how to take other people's feelings into consideration. He grinned and said proudly:

"Hey, are you talking about my weapon? It's called Azure Dragon! My brother just bought it for me on the island! Isn't it cool?"

His tone was full of boasting, and he muttered to himself after he finished speaking.

"Brother, you are such a fool! Bring Xiaoqing out as soon as possible or I will chop this Hawkeye man to death!"

Hello, hey, hey, that's too loud! I heard all your whispers!

The veins on Hawkeye's forehead bulged out.

There is no one living there, not even a big tree. It is an isolated island that you can see the edge of. Where can you buy weapons? And weapons of the supreme sword level?

I can understand if you say you picked it up.

"It's really too much!"

Mihawk was so angry that he laughed, and drew out his black knife to prepare for the second half.

Weeble also stood up. Although he didn't understand what was wrong with the Hawkeye man, the murderous look of the other party was just what he wanted. It was a good opportunity to try out the new weapon!

"Clap clap clap!"

Hearing the high-fives, the two of them turned their heads involuntarily to look.

"Hey! You two, come over and help when you're free, so we can have dinner sooner! Even if you want to fight, you have to fill your stomach first, right?"

Uncle Fate interrupted their conversation.

Weevil and Mihawk had consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle, and their stomachs were rumbling. No one chose to disobey the chef's wishes at this time, so they all obeyed, put down their weapons and started busying themselves helping to prepare dinner.

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"Captain! Time to eat."

A girl's soft voice was heard, and Captain Gel, who was lying in the rocking chair, slowly opened his eyes and sniffed. The unique aroma of barbecue was already wafting from a distance.

"Let's go!"

Geer stood up and said to Bi Ya with a smile.

As soon as we got off the boat, we saw Uncle Fit leading everyone to set up a barbecue stall on a flat area on the shore, bringing a little bit of human touch to this desolate island.

Under the scorching charcoal fire, the skewers of fat and lean barbecued meat turned golden in color, and the sizzling hot oil dripped along the marble-like texture of the beef.

Fate carefully took out his treasured bottles and jars. These were the high-end seasoning bottles that Gel bought for him. He sprinkled the barbecue with seasonings called cumin and chili powder. Immediately, a more intense aroma came to his nose, making people salivate.

The people who were waiting for the meal to start were already drooling, their eyes gradually becoming blurred in the enchanting aroma.

Even Mihawk couldn't maintain his aloof look any longer, his Adam's apple slid up and down as he couldn't help swallowing.

The captain arrived late and everyone looked at him with reproach.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you that you don't have to wait for me, hahaha!"

"Come on, let's start the party! Cheers!"

Knowing that he could not offend the crowd, Ger raised his glass and announced that the meal was about to begin.

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate, and the scene was very lively. Gel stipulated that the adults on the boat should drink alcohol and the children should drink beverages, and adults who could not drink should sit at the children's table.

So Geer, Weibul and Akinbiyya sat together.

Four people gathered around a charcoal stove, grilling and eating. Gel was the oldest at the table and took the initiative to be responsible for grilling meat for the three children.

Fortunately, Chef Fit has already marinated everything, so all we have to do is put it on the fire and roast it.

There are green onion slices strung between the two pieces of meat. There are at least two pounds of meat on one string, which looks very appetizing.

"Brother, please bake faster. There is not enough to eat."

Weibull ate a big skewer of barbecue in just a few bites. While eating, he kept his eyes fixed on what was roasting on the stove.

"Delicious! It's so delicious! Captain, you really know how to bake!"

Bi Ya gave a thumbs up and praised him highly.

Gel felt a little embarrassed by the flattery. The system's products tasted delicious no matter how they were cooked, and they were professionally processed by Chef Fate. He just roasted it and really didn't deserve such praise.

Gel also picked up a string and started eating.

Not bad! Not bad! The beef is tender, juicy and fragrant. The garlic is fat but not greasy. It is super satisfying!

As he spoke, Ger continued to grill the skewers at higher speed.

Ajin also happily ate the meat in big mouthfuls, and didn't even notice that a canine tooth that was about to be replaced was chewed off.

It would be great if we could meet Boss Gul and the others earlier, then we wouldn’t be killed by pirates, and maybe they would have the chance to eat this super delicious barbecue.

As Ajin thought about it, his nose felt sore and tears began to fall quietly. Several familiar faces appeared in his mind. They were his family members and friends who had suffered the same hardships as him.

He turned around and looked at Gel, who was grilling meat seriously under the flickering firelight. It was this man's sudden appearance that easily changed his fate. Thinking about it now, it all seemed like a dream.

"It's cooked and ready to eat, come on!"

"You three are all growing, eat more!"

Gel shared the grilled skewers among the three people and picked up one to eat himself.

After taking the barbecue, Ajin quickly turned his head to the side and secretly wiped away his tears.

"Huh? Jin, why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying! I'm just choked by the smoke!"

After being exposed by her close sister Bi Ya without any intention, A Jin hurriedly spoke out to defend herself.

Geer opened the system mall with doubt:

[Superior smokeless charcoal: TOP1 in sales list, absolutely smokeless and environmentally friendly! Ten-year-old store with millions of positive reviews! Higher temperature! Burns longer! One box is better than 6 boxes! ]

Geer silently clicked on the after-sales service and gave a bad review: (It said it was smoke-free, but it made the child cry!)

He continued to put some meat on the grill, asked Bia to help watch the fire, and then Gel came and sat down next to Ajin.

Looking at the sobbing little figure, Gel couldn't help but feel distressed.

A child of around ten years old, who should be innocent, cute and naughty, has to endure so many things that should not be endured at this age. Is this their fault? No! This is the world's fault!

Feeling a warm hand on his head, Ajin looked up and saw that it was the captain beside him. Determined to be a man, he felt a little ashamed and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Geer patted Ajin on the head and comforted him:

"You are still just a little kid, so cry if you want to! You don't have to hold it in."

"Captain, I really didn't cry, I just... just..."

When children want to cry, they can often hold back their tears, but when adults show concern and ask about them, they can no longer hold back their tears.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

"Captain, everyone has been killed by the bad guys. They are all gone. They will never have the chance to eat so many delicious foods like me!"

Ajin grabbed Geer's clothes and cried loudly.

Bi Ya and Wei Buer on the side also looked at Ajin worriedly.

Geer sat quietly. The boy did not need too much comfort. He was allowed to cry for a while. It would be fine after he vented his feelings. After a long while, he spoke:

"Ajin, Weibull and I are both orphans. Our mother passed away on the first day I was old enough to understand!"

"The dead cannot be resurrected, and we the living must be stronger and braver to face life. You are not alone, we are all your family."

After saying this, Gel rubbed Ajin's short hair which was a bit prickly.

Weeble, who was standing by, was also staring at the gold chain on his hand in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Ah Jin finally stopped sobbing. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he blushed with embarrassment and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Boss Geer, for making you recall the sad past."

I thought to myself: It doesn’t matter, it’s not something worth being sad about.

Gel picked up the bottle and took a sip of orange juice, then said earnestly:

"Ajin, in fact, most of the time people are unable to prevent tragedies from happening because they are too weak."

"If you want to reject the so-called fate and don't want your life to be controlled by others, you need to become stronger!"

"Those pirates are stronger than you, so they can bring you misfortune. We are stronger than that group of pirates, so they are fed to the fish. Your fate has been changed. Otherwise, the ending may be that we are all killed by pirates."

"This world is cruel. Even if you want to live in peace, there will be many people who want to harm you. So if you want to live freely, protect your family, and save more poor people, you must first have enough power."

"Crack!"

Biya and her father were once captured by pirates and almost became slaves. She was deeply moved by Ajin's experience and Gel's words. She broke the bamboo stick in her hand in a fit of emotion. She decided that she had to become stronger so that she could defeat the bad guys and protect her family.

This crisp sound also brought Ah Jin back to his senses. He said with a firm look in his eyes:

"Boss Ger, I understand! I will definitely work hard to become stronger!"

"Hahaha! Good! Now you're feeling a bit more manly!"

Ger patted Ajin's shoulder vigorously to show encouragement.

"I can do that, too! Captain! I want to become stronger and fight with you all! I can defeat the bad guys, too!"

Bi Ya raised her hand to answer, and Ge Er did not hesitate to praise her. He immediately gave her a thumbs up and praised her with a smile:

"Great! That's great! Our Bi Ya women are as good as men, and they will definitely be famous and powerful in the future!"

After the psychological counseling class, Teacher Geer stood up, brushed off the dust on his butt, looked at the dark sea in the distance, the light of the bonfire reflected in his eyes, and said with great confidence:

"The future belongs to you! But now it's not your turn to hold up the sky. Just grow up peacefully under our wings! Even if the sky collapses, we will hold it up!"

Gel said as he walked to the side and patted Moria, Uncle Fate and Senior on the shoulders.

Fitt nodded. He felt that Ger had expressed the thoughts of an old father.

"Hehehe, the captain is right! With us here, there's no chance for you brats to go to the battlefield!"

Moria also straightened his back. He, who always had a sharp tongue, spoke caring words in a sarcastic tone.

"No way! Lululu."

Bi Ya put her hands on her hips and made faces at Moria in protest.

Ah Jin did not refute. It felt good to have someone care about him and protect him. He clenched his fists and made up his mind:

"I won't allow anyone to destroy this house! I will protect this house!"

"I'm here, so you don't have to."

Weibull, with a silly look on his face, also wanted to join in the fun, and then he continued to chew the barbecue with a smacking sound in his mouth.

Moriah was unhappy when he heard this. He knew you were great, but didn't you see that you were showing off in front of the younger generation? Don't I have any face?

"Damn you, Weibull! I will soon surpass you! And then I will beat you to tears!"

Weevil didn't understand that Moria was teasing him for crying in the recent battle. Even if he understood, he wouldn't get angry and continued to eat the skewers.

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“Haha, what a great atmosphere!”

Long on the side was filled with envy, and then looked at himself, still a lone commander who had not found an organization, and his tone of voice sounded a little sour.

Mosan felt the same way. He also wanted to join such a team and go on adventures together. However, when he thought of his fiancée who was still waiting for him in his hometown, he shook his head vigorously and gave up the idea.

Mihawk raised the corners of his mouth slightly and turned around to continue drinking with the two sailors. If nothing else, the food and drinks on this ship really suited his taste.

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