"West Virgin Islands?" Drake kept it in his mind as if he had acquired a treasure, then slapped his forehead and forgot to ask the time.

As if the light ball guessed his thoughts, it continued to make mechanical sounds.

"The sunniest day of the year is your chance."

Is it the summer solstice? It seems that Mr. Sailor will have to fight to the death on this day, and he can win.

Annick applied his promotion experience to Drake and came to a conclusion.

"Thank you, my question is over."

Drake stood up and bowed, which was his most sincere and grateful bow.

"Good night, everyone." Annick took charge of the meeting unknowingly.

"Good night, Mr. Detective."

Returning to reality, Drake immediately grabbed the Taigai beside him, and then found the West Virgin Islands in a series of island chains between the northern and southern continents.

That is a little further north of the sheltered islands controlled by the Kingdom of Brugge, located at the intersection of the northern and southern continents and the Stormy and Calm Oceans.

"That's a hell of a place. Not only are there always high winds and waves, but it used to be a Viking governor-general under the Kingdom of Frontania. Now, with the weakening of the Kingdom of Frontania's navy, it has become an area without control, or a pirate territory.

Paradise is not an exaggeration either.”

The waters near the West Virgin Islands are known as the Devil's Sea. Ships are killed all year round. Not only are they sunk by pirates, but pirates often disappear somewhere.

Therefore, after steamship technology matures, people are often willing to spend an extra week to get around there rather than risk entering.

"But in order to advance, I will go even if there is a real devil. I just want to find out what is going on there and prepare for the pirate conference."

Drake plans to set off for the West Virgin Islands in April after everyone has rested and the technical crew for the Thunder has been recruited.

At the same time, Annick also returned to his room, looked at the global map hanging on the wall, and found the location of the Western Virgin Islands.

"I don't know if I can catch up. Even if I take the steam express, it will take more than ten days to get there from Bruge. That means I will be leaving the Kingdom of Bruge on June 10th."

March is about to end, and I still have two months to catch the 9 of Hearts, and then go to sea to seek revenge on the tyrant Thomas.

I don’t know how good this guy who became a demigod by spreading fear is. Now Annick understands why this Thomas is called a tyrant.

Fear is naturally a strong emotion, and good-hearted people will naturally not worship and believe in him. But the pirates are different. There must be many people in that group of scum who worship and even believe in his cruelty.

This is also a way to use faith to become a god. Unfortunately, this road is unavailable. The biggest fear is naturally the fear of death. Hades already occupies the biggest cake, and Thomas can only become a demigod.

The opponent is very strong, three levels stronger than myself, but the opponent will not grow, and I will still be able to do it, whether it is extraordinary or cultivation. As long as there is enough time, I will eventually be able to upgrade to a semi-god and immortal body. When the time comes, I will face

A pirate demigod can easily crush him.

"This is really like playing a game. I keep leveling up with mobs and then challenge the boss. Thomas should be my final boss in the early stage?"

Annick couldn't help but come to a conclusion. It's a pity that cheating and one-click file loading and resurrection are not allowed here, otherwise God can kill you.

At the Pioneer newspaper headquarters, Jones struggled to gather everyone together. MacDonald was still carrying a camera, so he completed an exclusive interview with a congressman.

Barnes, on the other hand, looked exhausted. He had just completed an operation overnight to remove an inflamed appendix on a patient.

As for Aitri, this guy was the most dissatisfied. Jones sent someone to grab him from the bed of a certain socialite. The red lip marks on his face had not been wiped off.

"Jones, if you have anything important to say, tell me quickly. After that, I have to go back to work. I can't compare to you rich people who don't have to work and still get money."

Kyle wiped the sweat from his head and complained in passing.

"I will subsidize you for half a day's salary. This matter is very important. Don't you think that we in the Labor Party have too few people? With just such a small number of people, we are simply playing house."

Jones to four

He poured a glass of wine and said solemnly.

"You just know that, so you want to expand the organization?"

Aitri didn't reply angrily.

"Yes, but we don't want everyone. On the one hand, we require them to have progressive ideas. We won't accept those who are rigid and conservative. We also need to observe them for a long time. Set up an observation period first to make sure they sincerely join us."

McDonald shook his head and said with a critical tone.

"The conditions you set are so high. They require more than the Kingdom's honor guard. Will anyone come?"

Jones said with a smile: "One loyal soldier is far more useful than ten gangsters sitting on the fence. We do not limit identities, as long as they agree with our concept of making everyone fair, we welcome everyone, whether they are workers, farmers, students or women. Even...

Capitalists and aristocrats, aspiring to progress, are our partners."

Kyle patted his chest and said, "That's no problem. Most of our workers insist on agreeing with this concept."

"Forget it, what do you idiots know? It's just a burden to join. Most of the people are still ignorant, so we need elites who care about them in our hearts and are willing to stand up for them. This is the benefit of the representative system. It prevents a few fools from destroying it.

Kingdom."

There was a hint of superiority in MacDonald's words. He didn't like Kyle in the first place, but now that more workers have been brought in, the Labor Party has really become a workers' club, so why not change its name to Pioneer Football Club.

"What are you superior to? What you eat and use is not produced by workers and farmers. You, a reporter, have nothing to do except write and draw."

Kyle poked at Macdonald's weak point very accurately and blocked him from saying a word.

Jones quickly stopped him and said, "That's enough. The people's ignorance is not due to lack of education. We, the self-proclaimed elites, are simply reading more and getting more education."

"When the level of education for all people increases, direct election will replace representation. What the elites have to do is not only become representatives of the people, but also enable everyone to participate in politics."

After Jones finished speaking, although MacDonald was not convinced, the other three still nodded in agreement.

Barnes, who had been silent, rubbed his eyes, and then replied seriously: "I agree with *** on this point. Many of my doctor friends are also interested in the Labor Party. Maybe I can develop a group of them when I go back.

"

"I can also develop a group of female party members and student party members."

"I'm afraid you won't continue to pick up girls like this."

Kyle said jokingly towards Aitri.

Aitri's face turned red and he defended himself.

"With my family background and my face, I need to use this method to pick up girls. I'm afraid you are looking down on me."

"Okay, I'm not here to quarrel today. The five of us will discuss the details of the Labor Party's regulations and target slogans. From now on, we will use the five of us as the core, and each of us will develop a small group. The little we add makes up."
Chapter completed!