A year has actually passed, and now it is the second dry season.
"That smelly salted fish captain over there, it's already noon, why don't you get something to eat?"
The current location of the Irma is on the northeast coast of Atlantis.
During this year, Aga drove the Elma, starting from the southernmost point of Atlantis, and circled Atlantis more than half a circle clockwise at a speed as slow as a turtle crawling.
I saw Shentingduoduona from a distance, but none of the people had a cerebral hemorrhage and leaned there.
But there is no reason to sail fast. A few people came out to wander around just to see the scenery, and at the same time encounter some powerful monsters in various places, and then kill them, that's all.
Lu Silan lay on the deck and looked at Ocean lying on the other side of the deck with disgust.
"You're so impatient." Ocean sat up and yawned, "I drank until midnight last night, and now I have no energy at all."
Sure enough, besides Ocean and Luslan, there were also Gumia, Aga, and Lemoni lying on the deck.
As for where the wine came from…
Ocean removed the impurities, salt, and other messy things in the seawater. After getting some clean water, he took out the fuel alcohol that Dionysus had sent before and put a drop into it.
The wine with an alcohol content of over 80 degrees is ready.
The boatload of people who figured out how to make wine immediately went crazy. Even ten heads of basamizo couldn't be pulled back, and they drank so much.
Then he lay down like this every day.
Ocean touched his head, stood up, and kicked each of the remaining three people: "It's time to have lunch soon."
He came to the side of the boat, warmed up, and jumped into the water.
"Remember the whole bigger one, the smaller ones are not enough to eat." Lu Silan reminded Ou Shen while lying on the edge.
Ocean's eyes lit up underwater, as blue as the sea, with a smile on his lips: "Don't worry, if I hadn't sensed the existence of this thing below, I wouldn't have woken up!"
The sea bow appeared in Ocean's hand, and while diving, Ocean opened the sea bow.
The bright blue arrows of divine power appeared on the divine bow, releasing endless intimidation to those below.
And something on the bottom of the sea sensed Ocean's rapid approach, and began to twist uneasily.
"Sure enough, we caught the big guy! And he's an old friend!" As he said this, Ocean suddenly let go of his hand on the bow.
Zhi——
Bang——!!!
"Squeaky ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhting ating a scream." The screams stopped.
Ocean swam directly down, grabbed one of the tentacles, and pulled the monster out of the deep sea.
An old friend indeed, a Scylla.
Ocean dragged the Scylla, which was exploded by his own arrow, back to the sea, and shouted: "It's time to eat!"
...
"Let's go down and see after a while, Ocean, how are you feeling?" Jimia looked at Ocean while eating raw Skolla slices.
"It's not bad. I feel that my strength has almost surpassed that before the Divine Core was blocked. It should be a period of depression." Ocean said with a smile.
"In a depressed situation, how long does it take to reach the standard of being harvested by the gods?" Aga looked much stronger than before, and he also grew taller. The expression on his face was not as serious as before, with some
Ask Ocean casually.
"I can probably suppress it for four or five years, and I need to squeeze out all the potential in my body." Ocean felt the power in his body, "Although I don't know what kind of suppression cousin Hermes is talking about, but
...Let’s leave it at that.”
"That is to say, there are still four or five years left for us to become stronger." Lemony pondered, also holding a Scylla tentacle that was thicker than others, and almost finished eating it in three mouthfuls.
.
What's striking is that his chest muscles are beating rhythmically.
Several people controlled their eyes to move away from Lemony's chest muscles.
Ocean's height is not much different from before. It should be the result of being guided by Hermes to suppress his physical growth rate and focus on developing divine power.
In the afternoon, the Irma docked.
"What do you mean, there seems to be a town far away?" Aga took the boat back, asked Ocean beside him, and yawned.
Sailing the boat consumes all his magic power. If it weren't for Ocean's help in controlling the waves, he would have sent it long ago.
"Let's go and have a look in the town, and ask if there are any powerful magical beasts nearby." Lu Silan walked in front, "My hands are itchy and I want to cut down the magical beasts to stretch my body."
If Alma were here, she would definitely feel cold all over.
As expected, after these people arrived in the town, they found a tavern and went in without going anywhere else.
"Oh oh oh oh!" Aga laughed wildly and poured wine into his mouth with a ferocious expression.
"It's your Aga! I've already drunk a dozen of them!!!" Ocean's expression was also distorted with a smile, and he and Lu Silan were holding hands and drinking wine.
Lemony sat alone in front of the bar, not shouting loudly, but his drunken laughter was so weird that no one dared to approach.
"Hurry up and get someone to pour him down, hahaha!!!" Jimia was naked from the waist up, holding a bucket and drinking.
The owner of the tavern huddled behind the bar, looking at the huge muscles of the few people. He dared not speak in anger, and while trembling, he turned into a wine pourer and watched these five people drink the entire tavern until corpses were everywhere.
Ocean sat on a stool, looking at the tavern where no one was standing except for the five of him, and he burped soberly: "Lu Silan, I feel like I don't feel good after drinking, what should I do?
"
"Hmm... I think, how about going to the wilderness to kill monsters?" Lu Silan rubbed his chin in thought.
"Let's go, let's go." Jimia threw the wine barrel to the side and suddenly felt energetic.
Lemony threw a gold coin on the bar, and the five people ran out of the tavern in a hurry, leaving the tavern owner in an extremely messy state.
"This is the expedition of the Irma!!!" Listening to the casual and proud announcement, the tavern owner shed tears of emotion.
Then he wrote a sign saying "Irma-related personnel are prohibited from entering" and hung it on the door.
After destroying the tavern in this town, several people rushed out of the town and broke into the wilderness without the protection of the altar barrier.
In a daze, several people had an idea flowing in their minds.
That is to become strong as soon as possible, strong enough to not be afraid of all the difficulties ahead.
On the way to becoming stronger, how many more tavern owners and monsters will be harmed?