Chapter 450 Find Something to Do

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The first half of the Grand Route

Devil's Triangle

Bird's Nest Island

Staying up late is harmful to your health, so Captain Gel, who had nothing to do, went fishing all night last night.

However, my performance remained stable and I didn't catch any big fish. I just felt sore all over.

So he came to the mermaid massage shop early in the morning to enjoy the dedicated massage service of the mermaid lady and take a nap at the same time.

Already exhausted, Gel quickly fell asleep under the gentle hands of the merman technician Lusa. When he woke up again, it was already noon.

"Ding-ding-dong~"

Captain Gel pushed the door open and walked out of the New Mermaid Massage Parlor. The copper bell hanging on the door made a crisp sound.

“Hahaha!”

Standing at the door, Gel yawned, stretched, and felt relaxed.

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"Boss Ger, please take care~"

Technician No. 1, Lusa, and the manager of the Mermaid Massage Shop, Koro, enthusiastically escorted Captain Gul out the door.

"Lord Geer, you have to shoulder the livelihoods of so many people alone. You must have a lot of affairs to deal with every day!"

Koro asked.

Nowadays, there are more than ten thousand fishmen and mermaids living on Bird's Nest Island alone, plus the compatriots on Fishman Street and Fishman Island, who actually also rely on the Bra Chamber of Commerce for a living.

"It's okay to be busy, just average."

Ger said modestly.

"Boss Gel, you must be very busy every day. I'm really sorry that we can't help you much, but please remember to come to me for a massage when you feel tired! I will definitely relax your body!"

Lusa said with concern.

"Okay, okay! Of course, of course. Don't worry, I'll come as soon as I'm free! Just don't mind me coming too often!"

Ger responded with a smile.

The girl is pretty and has a sweet voice. Under his training, her skills are getting better and better. He owns shares in the massage parlor so he doesn't have to spend any money. It's hard for Geer not to come for such a good thing.

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After leaving the massage parlor, Captain Gill, full of energy, began to wander around.

"No, it seems I have to find something serious to do, otherwise after a while everyone will find that it seems the same whether there is a captain or not."

Thinking of this, Gel couldn't help but quicken his pace.

There are people coming and going on Bird's Nest Island, and the inner bay is even more bustling with sails and ships, creating a busy scene everywhere.

As the business scope of the Bra Chamber of Commerce expanded, the number of ships increased dramatically, and the merchant ships coming in and out every day almost filled the entire bay.

On the island, tens of thousands of pirate dolls and zombie armies are engaged in infrastructure construction.

After the Golden Lion incident, Captain Gel, who strives to be as steady as an old dog, feels it is necessary to carry out a more comprehensive upgrade of the mobility and fortifications of the lair, so these hard-working people have endless work to do every day and are very happy.

The black-hearted capitalist Captain Gir felt that the dolls and zombies didn't even break a sweat and were obviously able to handle the situation with ease, proving that this level of exploitation was far from their limit.

"How is it? Is the work going well? Mr. Tang, Iceberg."

Gel came to the construction site wearing a safety helmet, found the chief engineer Tom and his apprentice Bingshan who were studying the design drawings carefully, and quietly approached them and asked.

"Ah, Captain Gill!"

Bingshan, who was studying the drawings carefully, was startled and quickly looked up to greet him.

"Uh, hahaha! It's Captain Gul. You're just in time. Come and take a look at these drawings."

Tom carefully spread out a large stack of complex drawings on the table and pulled Ger to appreciate them together.

"Yeah, not bad, not bad. The blueprint is very neatly drawn. The circles are round and the squares are square!"

Gel couldn't understand it and could only make a few random comments.

"Haha, Captain, Dr. Vegapunk is indeed a genius! His achievements in mechanics are truly astonishing. No wonder you said he is a scientific genius who is 500 years ahead of the world. It is my honor to work with such a talented scientist. I have also learned a lot of new technologies from him recently!"

Tom said excitedly.

"He's not here, why are you praising him so hard? I didn't expect that Tom, an honest man with thick eyebrows and small eyes, has learned to flatter now."

Ger quipped.

"Uh, hahahaha! Captain, I'm not flattering you. Everything I said is true."

Tom laughed heartily, but his eyes never left the design drawings on the table.

"By the way, are there enough raw materials?"

Ger asked, changing the subject.

"Yes, they are all sufficient, Captain. Dr. Vegapunk's drawings are so detailed that the quantities of various materials are clearly noted, so the materials prepared in advance should be sufficient, and there are no problems with the construction so far."

Bingshan took out his notebook and compared the various data on it, then said with admiration.

"That's fine. Just tell me if you need anything."

Looking at the fishman Tom, who slept less than two hours a day and worked hard for several days in a row but still looked as energetic as a chicken, Gel felt that he was not working hard enough by just staying up for one night.

"Although I know it's useless to say it, I still have to remind you that staying up late often is not good...By the way, the task of getting Mr. Tom to pay more attention to rest is now assigned to you, Bingshan. Once he gets excited about something, he can't stop."

Geer couldn't help but persuade.

"Ah this? Me? Um...Okay, Captain!"

Bingshan agreed with embarrassment, thinking that he couldn't persuade Mr. Tom to do something stupid.

"Don't worry about me, Captain. I'll go rest when I'm tired. Don't worry."

Tom assured without any sincerity.

How could a man like him be tired? Gel could only look helpless.

"Okay, if you don't have any other questions, I won't bother you. I just need to go to Vegapunk's temporary laboratory to take a look. I'll pass on my affirmation of him to you."

"That's great, Captain. By the way, tell Dr. Vegapunk that I will definitely visit him when I finish the project at hand. I still have many questions I need to ask him."

"By the way, I also want to thank the Doctor for taking care of little Franky these days. I'm a little uncomfortable after not hearing about Franky getting into trouble for such a long time, hahahaha!"

Tom laughed heartily after he finished speaking, while Iceberg on the side secretly observed three seconds of silence for Franky. He felt a little uncomfortable after not quarreling or fighting with his good friend for so long.

"Ok, I'll go first then."

After saying this, Gel waved his hand and turned away.

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"Mr. Tom, why don't we take a day off tomorrow? We still have plenty of time to work."

Iceberg suggested.

"Bingshan, if you can't hold on any longer, just go back and rest for a few days. I won't cause any trouble by myself."

Iceberg, who had anticipated this, could only continue to persuade.

"Mr. Tom, these pirate toys and zombie army won't be exhausted to death, but they will easily break down if they keep working!"

"Don't they have shifts?"

Tom stroked his beard in confusion.

"Mr. Tom, although we have two shifts, the workload is too intense. Let's let them all take a day off. Recently, I often hear guards out there complaining that it's getting harder and harder to encounter pirates. We have to save our resources."

"Is that so? Well, there's nothing we can do but leave it like this for now."

Tom scratched his head in distress.

"How can there be no pirates on the sea? What a pity, such a good labor force!"

"It's such a headache. I want to finish the project as soon as possible so that I can go see more interesting inventions of Dr. Vegapunk!"

Bingshan couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this. Is this still the simple and kind Mr. Tom?

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