The endless sky and sea, the beautiful scenery of water and sky.

Wayne, who was lying on the bow, stretched his waist.

It was inconvenient to wear the sword around his waist, so he put it in the room.

It has been two days since he sailed, and he has completely mastered the operation method of this small dual-power yacht through the manual left by the iceberg.

Since they didn't kill CP9, Wayne wouldn't be so foolish as to believe that they wouldn't reveal his location.

Therefore, before he had time to say anything to Bingshan, he set sail directly.

"This wood is actually of the same grade as that used by warships..."

The instructions are very detailed, Bingberg even left a full set of design information for the entire yacht on board.

It can be said that the yacht was "sold" to Wayne in all aspects.

"What a good neighbor after all."

This is Bingberg's own private yacht, or a "concept ship" where he practices his most cutting-edge shipbuilding technology.

So, everything was the best he could get his hands on.

A mere 50 million Berry, as Bingshan said, is not too much to buy the equipment on this ship.

Although the yacht sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

In addition to the cockpit where one person can handle all operations, in terms of life, the captain's cabin, kitchen, toilet, bathroom, storage room, etc. are all available.

There are even specialized repair tools, first aid medicine, refrigerators and wine coolers.

Even with the addition of auxiliary power, under Bingshan's superb technology, the crew lounge was abruptly maintained at the size of three people.

The number of nuclear loads has dropped from five to four.

"Really... If you don't survive this time, you won't even be able to forgive the good neighbor's kindness."

Wayne couldn't understand this set of blueprints.

But he could understand Bingshan's annotations.

Many key parts of this yacht are replaceable.

Including generally speaking, the keel part that is basically impossible to replace.

If there is a damaged part, it can theoretically be repaired by replacing parts without changing the overall structure.

What ship of Theseus.

"The farewell ceremony on the Meili was very touching, but Lu Qi and Kaku are two brainless, purely leading crooked children.

"As for Bingshan, a straight man in science and engineering, he hasn't considered this issue at all."

Wayne will not worry about whether the parts are replaced or whether it is the original ship.

The generation of the founding of the country has passed away, and the country inherited by the new generation will no longer be the country?

He has traveled through Wayne, isn't he himself?

As long as the structure of the item itself and the meaning of carrying it remain unchanged, Wayne believes that it is still it!

"Modular thinking is indeed a top shipbuilder who dreams of building the entire capital of seven waters into a giant ship."

"The name, let's call it 'Jiu Xian Hao'."

Wayne holds a bottle of wine in his hand.

This is the only bottle of wine in the wine cabinet on board.

A few days ago, it was this bottle that Wayne kicked out when he took aim at Bingshan's villa.

Among the wines in Bingberg, the top bottle of tequila.

"This arrogant guy is really..."

Wayne sighed.

"Grandma Ke Keluo doesn't have this in her wine collection. I don't know what effect it will have."

Now Wayne dare not drink.

At sea, in case of any accident while drunk, wouldn't it be an unjust death?

"Um?"

The blurry outline of the island ahead caught Wayne's attention.

"Let me see, this is... well, an uninhabited island."

Wayne's heading has always been indicated by the permanent pointer, so it can be compared with the nautical chart.

"Lonely Island? What a perfunctory name."

Normally, Wayne still uses sails as power as much as possible.

alcohol powered engine,

It is for emergency use.

Of course, Wayne, who has a very high alcohol content, has prepared a lot in the past few days.

"Take a break."

The island is not big, and it can even be said that it evolved from a large reef.

In Wayne's experience, this should be the type he can completely destroy.

After mooring the "Jiuxian", Wayne went to the island with a large barrel, trying to collect some fresh water.

After thinking about it, he took the bottle of tequila again.

Although it is possible to make light alcohol in place of fresh water...

But he really didn't dare to drink as much as water.

"Speaking of which, since the ability can produce spirits with an alcohol content of almost 96% or more, it should not be impossible to produce drinks close to fresh water."

Wayne searched for a while and found a small lake.

Not only fresh water, but also a lot of fat fish.

"It's just a good time to change the taste and try this bottle of good wine."

But Wayne couldn't help but stop before he could fill the bucket with water.

With a wry smile, Wayne put the bucket aside, got up and stretched.

"What should come will always come, but..."

In the color of knowledge, a powerful target with almost no emotional fluctuations is slowly approaching the island.

"Can you catch up like this? Is it fate?"

On the surface of the sea, on the rippling sea, there is a wide ice road.

At the front of the ice road was a tall man wearing a blue jacket, white vest, white trousers, white leather shoes, and an eye patch.

He rode a bicycle and moved forward slowly.

As the bicycle advances, the ice road is slowly extending forward.

"Ah la la...it's really hard to find, Wayne."

Kuzan's sense of knowledge has already noticed the location of Wayne.

He knew that Wayne must have sensed his arrival as well.

"Hey, the last time I encountered this kind of situation, it was the last time...in...that...ah, forget it."

The ice road slowly extended to the island, and Kuzan rode his bicycle all the way to the freshwater lake.

"Really... Today was originally your promotion day, Wayne."

"Mr. Kuzan's way of playing is still so casual."

Wayne just sat on the empty bucket, holding the bottle of tequila, watching Kuzan lean his bicycle against a nearby tree.

"You are a general after all, and you always dislike wearing justice coats so much...

"Did that fellow Smoker warn you?"

"You think he's you? He doesn't wear himself."

Kuzan scratched his messy hair, sighed, and sat down opposite Wayne:

"Originally, I thought there would be no subordinate who gave me more headaches than Smoker.

"I didn't expect that you are usually very low-key, and you make a big noise when you make a move."

He blinked, and his eyes lit up when he saw the wine bottle in Wayne's hand.

"Ah la la, good stuff, did you save it for me?"

"Originally, I wanted to drink it with grilled fish myself."

Wayne shook his head with a wry smile, and threw the bottle to Kuzan:

"But two people drinking together is of course much better than drinking alone."

"You're a promising kid, aren't you afraid of falling into the lake and being eaten by fish when you're drunk?"

Kuzan reached for the bottle, unscrewed the cork and took a sip.

"Well, good wine, warm tequila, although it's not sherry, it's not bad."

He took a few swigs of "gudong, gudong" and threw the wine bottle back to Wayne:

"Don't worry about drinking, you won't fall in with me watching."

"...Then thank you Mr. Kuzan."

Wayne uncorked and took a sip.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Ha, ha, ha! I thought your drinking capacity had improved!"

Kuzan had a "sure enough" expression on his face, and Wayne, who was choked up by the strong alcohol, blushed quickly.

"Plop!"

Wayne fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"well……"

Dodging to take the wine bottle that Wayne dropped, Kuzan sighed softly and shook it.

"It's still half a cup, just one sip."

"Gudong, Gudong..."

"Now, Wayne, you're drunk and impulsive, aren't you?"

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