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Miguel was momentarily stunned. He then looked up at the ceiling, deep in thought, stirring his brain cells vigorously. Finally, he matched the image of the little fish he had seen in a slideshow in his previous life—the one that always swam southward with its red dot—to the transparent fish with a slightly red tail in front of him. He pursed his lips, never expecting that this little fish was indeed the Sinan Fish. How did something from our ancestors end up in the Mediterranean after crossing…- 221.3 K • Completed
- Being compared to a fish, Caesar didn't get angry. A faint smile lingered on his lips as he casually glanced at the small fish swimming around in the wooden box. He then shifted his gaze away and spoke in a light, breezy tone, as gentle as a spring breeze, "My memory is better than you think, you perverted fisherman. For example, there was a time when you wanted to save a bucket of fresh water and a tattered second-hand bedsheet, so you tried to carry me back to the beach in the same position, leaving me…
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- Once upon a time, there was a boy who was always sick, so no one wanted to play with him. One winter, when the first heavy snow fell from the sky, the little boy built a small snowman and asked, "Can I hug you?" The snowman replied, "Why?" The boy said, "Because I like you." The snowman silently fell into his arms. The next second, he heard the snowman whisper softly in his ear, "I've traveled through the seasons just to melt in your embrace. Thank you for liking me." The next day, the boy died…
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- Over there, Leoza and Caesar had stopped their brotherly brawl. At this moment, the two were standing across the ruins of a table. Leoza was panting heavily, his golden eyes wide open like a wronged puppy. Caesar ignored him, picking up a crystal glass from the ground and casually grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the intact wine rack nearby. He poured some into the glass. Seeing this, Leoza muttered and kicked the remnants of the table, fishing out another crystal glass from underneath. He held it up to…
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- And so the night passed, the sun broke through the fog, and its rays streamed through the open windows of the cabin, illuminating the crew's pale buttocks. The newly awakened crew of the Wind Fury had no idea what had happened. Rubbing the sleep from their eyes, they were horrified to discover that their fleet's formation had undergone a terrifying change— The original fleet of dozens of ships had suddenly expanded into a massive fleet of over a hundred vessels. Among the uniformly flying German…
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- Leoza walked over with the cheerful stride of a chuunibyou teenager, stepping on the creaky wooden floor as if he hadn't just seen the complete chaos and destruction of the Dite Bar behind Caesar. He pouted, his rosy cheeks both adorable and infuriating, and his golden eyes glared at his brother as if he'd just had his favorite toy snatched away. He complained with dissatisfaction, "You're so annoying. I knew you'd come here too." "I should be the one saying that, you trash." Caesar, his half-brother,…
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- Imagining the day when the noble captain would one day wear a cheap trinket around his neck, the navigator grinned and subconsciously reached to touch the tattoo on his buttocks. It had started to scab over and was itchy, but if he pressed hard with his fingertips, it still hurt a bit— Fuck, this feeling, it's like love. He managed to make his own teeth ache from the cheesiness of the thought and was just about to drag the dog next to him into the same sentiment when suddenly, a sharp smack landed…
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- Bakir had obtained the news from a fellow practitioner—though in Miguel's eyes, it was more like a barefoot doctor from Menorca. He told the ship's doctor of the Wind Fury that Menorca was filled with countless unique legends, but the most extraordinary of them all was a certain prostitute at the Dite Tavern—the very same tavern Caesar had taken his son to earlier that afternoon, known as the most expensive and aristocratic tavern in Menorca. But that wasn't the climax. The climax was when Bakir…
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- From this, it was clear that the captain's side of the intelligence-gathering mission was not going smoothly—not only was it not going smoothly, but when viewed from another angle, one could also happily discover that Caesar, who had weathered storms across the Mediterranean, had been seriously teased by a lady from a special profession. Compared to his boss, Rick, the second-in-command of the Wind Fury, wasn't faring much better… Since the most promising source of information, the special…
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- Chapter 66 In Miguel's view, in his previous life, he had learned from the news that grave robbers usually followed the "four techniques of observation, smelling, asking, and touching" before robbing a tomb—find an old man or woman, sit them down in the sun, and respectfully hand them a pipe. Tales of fox temples, yellow weasel graves, and princess tombs would then naturally emerge from the local legends. Clearly, even a thousand years earlier and across several oceans, this method still proved…
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