The giant ship was sailing smoothly on the vast and boundless sea area, with calm waves. In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, and the lamp fisherman Walker stared at the fishing rod that had never moved in a slightest.

If you say that when you go out to sea to fish for lights, it was common for you to be unlucky for three or five days without gain. After all, there are only three or four kinds of fish that he can fish. If you can't meet by chance, you can only make him scold him.

But this time it was different. Not only did he not gain anything, he also noticed that the dozen or so people on the lantern fishing stands that could be seen at a glance were all gone!

You should know that they are all elite lamp fishers from the Three-eyed Tribe Nodili Trading Group. 500 people selected from more than 100,000 people were also divided into groups, and the wicks and lights that could be fished complement each other.

In other words, as long as there are wicks and lights everywhere you pass, and it is not extremely unpopular, you should have gained more or less.

The light fisherman next to him also looked at him: "Is there something wrong with the choice of route?"

“There is a trench below?”

"Or what kind of large lantern fishing group happened to be on the same route as us?"

Someone started, and the few people nearby were confused. Walker stood up and said, "I'll go and have a look."

"OK."

"Look at the guys on the left."

Walker jumped off the fishing lampstand, walked through the hull that was more than 300 meters wide, and came to the left side of the ship.

Before he could ask, he happened to see one of them put away the rod and catch a wick. The words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.

"Walker? Why are you here?" someone who knew him turned around and asked him, laughing: "The harvest is good today, where are you?"

"Okay, that's okay." Walker said vaguely: "Sousa, you didn't participate in the last lantern fishing feast, did you? The last time there were six merchant groups. Our Nodil merchant group ranked third in the harvest. The Duke was still a little dissatisfied. We should work harder this time and try to be the first."

"Then why don't you go back?"

Walker laughed and turned and left.

What's going on with this special cat?

Is there a light fishing lamp in front of me heavy?

He returned to the right side of the boat in wonder and looked towards the bow. He soon found that the lamp fisherman who was closer to the bow was also a little depressed and had few gains. Seeing him coming, he exchanged words and many people also jumped off the lamp fishing stand and walked towards the bow.

A few minutes later.

"Haha, these two little guys hugged them quite tightly, let them go."

A long-handed blood wick with long arms and an angel blood wick with a pair of white wings were tightly hugged together, and was gently separated by a pair of big hands.

Urik standing next to him praised in distortion: "They are worried that they won't bite your hook... It's worthy of you. It's very rare to catch two wicks with one rod."

He had noticed the arrival of Walker and others. After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the eyes with earthquakes in his pupils, and felt a little happy.

Young people have less knowledge.

There is too little knowledge.

I was much better than them just now, right?

He learned Figo's tone and said nonsense to his subordinates: "The King of Starry Sky has come into contact with more things, and he knows more, and he knows all the things he knows."

Figo also turned around and smiled at them.

One-way ‘Hundred-way’?

Walker and others looked at the densely packed wicks on the three-meter-square fishing lampstand, including all-inclusive wicks, except for the wicks where Figo and Urik had no place to stay, and finally understood why they had gained little.

But who can tell me how to understand countless abilities that are inseparable?!

Yes, that's it, so doubtful.

Urik was a little relieved and continued to learn Feigo's words nonsense: "The King of Stars learns things faster, which is an exception, so you don't have to care."

Figo smiled embarrassedly.

You're embarrassed to be a network bug!

Urik almost broke the defense.

He had no idea about this.

The Lynch Merchant event gave wicks to all-inclusively, but he only thought that it was snatched by Figo from the Serau Merchant, or that Doflamingo gave him. Only then could the ghost think that all wicks were caught by Figo himself?!

When Figo first arrived in Capri, he didn't see the specific situation.

I just thought they were all physically and armed.

How could there be such an outrageous person?!

What made him more concerned about was why Figo was more attractive to the three-eyed tribe blood wick than him?! What contained in it made him feel a little afraid to think deeply.

"Duke, we..."

A subordinate asked him in a daze, can we rest in this situation?

Urik didn't know how to answer for a moment, and Figo turned around and smiled, "Sorry, I'm having fun, I'm disturbing everyone's light fishing. Let's do this, I'll try another new idea and stop fishing."

"No, no, the King of the Stars." Urik replied politely: "You can catch most wicks, and the Nordilian merchant group does not lack the wicks you catch..."

"It's okay, I'm hungry, so I'll go eat after my last idea." Figo shook his head and said, "I'll give me all your empty fishing rods."

Fishing rod? Urik said: "There are many spare high-quality spirit wood fishing rods on the boat. How many are the King of Starry Sky? "

"The more you have, the better... One hundred pieces? Send them to the bow of the ship." Figo said.

Want so many? Even if you want to try fishing for more fishing rods, it would be outrageous to have a hundred?

Urik didn't understand, but he still asked his subordinates to do it according to Figo's request. Soon a total of 100 special fishing rods were placed on the bow of the boat.

Figo stood next to the fishing rod.

"Duke Urik, please step back."

Urik nodded back, and suddenly his expression froze. He felt an extremely suppressed and extremely dangerous fluctuation from Figo.

I saw a layer of golden and bright armed colors covering Figo. As Figo bent over, the armed colors flowed, and golden and black hands grew everywhere in Figo's body. He held it and picked up every fishing rod!

Urik, who has a level 5 armed light, can also do it, but the next scene shocked him.

I saw those hundreds of arms, like real arms, moving nimblely and swinging, throwing out all the fishing rods and fishing lines in a fan shape!

There are interlaced fishing lines, but they are not messy.

Figo dropped a hundred fishing rods at the same time, covering most of the sea ahead!

How can the armed color be so light?!

This kind of control...can I?

Urik was a little suspicious and said, "So that's what you think. But it's a pity that when fishing for a lamp, we must contact the fishing rod. When you hold the rod with your arm, all you can catch is the armed light and wick."

Figo nodded to show that he knew that the armed color disappeared in an instant, but the fishing rod did not fall.

I saw tiny chains clamping the fishing rod and sticking it to Figo.

"We're armed just to throw the rod." Figo asked, "Is this OK?"

Urik's three eyes widened slightly, looking at Figo, whose fishing rods were covered with fishing rods, and was silent for a few seconds.

"It should...it should be OK."

Some people with abilities can probably take some trouble to control fishing rods with more than ten digits at the same time, but for them, that's an unnecessary move.

But if it were Figo...

"I'll go and have a walk."

Figo jumped to the sea.

With a hundred fishing rods tied, he ran forward at high speed. The fishing line was pulled simultaneously by him, radiating the sea surface with a diameter of three or four hundred meters in a fan shape.

A few kilometers apart, on a giant ship parallel to the sea-surface fishing lights, Ipolito looked at Figo in confusion: "What trick is that guy playing? Are there so many fishing rods, do you do acrobatics?"

Figo ran about a hundred kilometers, then turned around and ran back. When he got on board, his body shook slightly, the chains swayed, and a hundred fishing rods and fishing lines were thrown from the sea by him.

Urik held his breath instantly.

"I just knew..."

This time, not only the fishing lights on the right side of the boat can rest, but also the ones on the left!

On another ship, Ipolito was shocked: "What is he?!"

Behind Figo, the stars were shining.
Chapter completed!