Chapter 873

Writing For Fun

“No, I’m running a small business and it’s still the same.”

Augie waved his hand, but his chest stuck out and he said in a seemingly humble but not humble manner, “It’s just owning a hundred merchant ships.”

As he said this, he even smoothed his nonexistent hair.

“Hiss…”

Kuro gasped and wanted to ask how Augie did it.

It was not about a hundred merchant ships, but how he could make a hundred merchant ships sound so humble.

He wanted to learn this skill.

“What exactly are you doing here?” Kuro asked.

“Your hometown is not repaired every year. I am basically in charge of it. The people in the town also help to do a little, mainly thinking that you may be busy as a Marine, and I don’t think you have time to worry about this side.”

“Oh? You did it? Thank you.” Kuro nodded.

He said that every time he came home, the house was maintained very well. He thought that it was the spontaneous behavior of the villagers, but it turned out that he had made a great contribution here.

“However, there was an accident this time. Although there were repairs, the house is too old. You haven’t been back to live in it for more than ten years. Some time ago, there was a storm and your house collapsed. I happened to go back to the countryside and wanted to rebuild it for you, but someone took over first. He finished the repairs for you and I had nothing to do. But we haven’t seen each other for more than ten years. I missed you quite a lot, so I packed up the things in your house after the collapse for you.”

Augie lifted the big box in his hand and said, “After all, there’s no place to put it. The house is still being rebuilt. It’s not appropriate to put it anywhere.”

“My things?”

Kuro was stunned. “Uncle Oge, you’re too polite. It’s a little difficult to send it from East Blue.”

“Ah… I applied for a Marine escort from Plow Parna. Of course, it cost a lot of money,” said Augie.

“I will make it up to you.”

Kuro smiled and threw a cigar over. “Uncle Oge doesn’t want to develop in the Grand Line. I have a lot of industries. If you are interested, you can participate.”

“Forget it, I rarely come here. East Blue is better.” Augie shook his head.

The widest place is, of course, the Four Seas. The East China Sea alone. Kuro has lived there for so many years, but he doesn’t dare to say that he knows everything because the sea is too big and wide.

“It’s good that you don’t come. It’s quite dangerous here.” Kuro nodded.

Compared to the Grand Line, East Blue, which is now known as the ‘Weakest Sea’, has an average pirate bounty of three million berries, which is certainly safe.

It was so safe that even Kuro was a little envious.

His biggest dream was to be a base chief in East Blue and then retire for the rest of his life, but now…

If I had known that this would happen, I would have followed Augie to be a merchant when I was young. Maybe he is the Sea Merchant King of East Blue.

This is what you call awesome. He has lived in East Blue for 50 to 60 years. How can he not be powerful?

“Since you’re here, just stay here and take a look. Then I’ll send a Battleship to send you back to East Blue,” Kuro said.

“That’s good, I haven’t seen you for a long time.” Augie also smiled.

Then, Augie stayed here for about ten days and visited Fortress G-3 and the nearby sea area. The whole time, he was accompanied by Kuro and toured the islands of the New World. In his words, he had never stayed in the New World, so he could take a good look.

“Uncle Oggy, next time when my one-stop tourism business is done, I will pick you up and let you have fun.”

In front of the port, Kuro watched Augie board the Battleship and smiled at him.

“Then I’ll wait for your good news, hahaha, develop well, little Kuro, you said to be a Marine back then, but now you’ve done it, you have to continue to work hard.” Augie waved at him and the Battleship set sail.

“I work hard? I work hard my ass. I’m already so salty, if I work hard again, I’ll kill the old man.”

Kuro’s lips twitched as he watched Battleship leave and return to his office.

“Kuro, what is in this box?” Leda asked curiously.

Crowe’s eyes moved. He was also curious.

To be honest, he had always been curious about his superior who had emerged from East Blue.

In the time that Augie has been here, he has heard some outrageous rumors—that he killed a pirate at the age of two.

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When Crowe was two years old, he was still playing with urine and mud.

Therefore, he also wanted to explore the trajectory of Kuro when he was young.

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s all things from when I was a child. Actually, I haven’t lived at home since I was eight years old. I just go back occasionally. After I entered the Marine at the age of 14, I haven’t gone back except to worship my ancestors.”

He bit his cigar and hooked his hand. The big black box floated over and opened automatically in front of Kuro.

Inside, it was all junk.

A wakizashi floated out from it. Kuro pointed at the wakizashi and said, “It was used for playing when I was young.”

In addition to this, there are other weapons used by different age groups. There are bamboo swords, wooden swords, and real swords. In addition, there are a lot of books.

“Eh? Kuro, you’re actually reading?”

Leda moved to the side and picked up a book and murmured, “What is this… ‘The Geography of the Goa Kingdom’?”

“You make me look like I’m blind. When did I say I don’t read books?” Kuro rolled his eyes.

“But you haven’t read any similar books since I met you. Cass used to say that you don’t like to touch these things,” Leda said strangely.

“That was after the age of fourteen. I used to love to read.” Kuro shrugged.

Crowe glanced at the books and found that they were all related to East Blue, including geography, humanities, history, and some personas. There was also a pile of paper with some crooked words on it.

Kuro looked at the pile of paper and smiled. He hooked his finger and the paper flew on the table.

“Ah… I really miss it. When I was young, I spent a lot of effort on this paper to remember words.”

He was a transmigrator. Before it descended into this world, it already had its own language system, and the language and words of this world… You can’t say that it is complicated, but it is quite comprehensive, like a hodgepodge. This thing is learning with the soul of an adult, not the words instilled from childhood, it is indeed troublesome.

When he was young, he would say things that he couldn’t remember, so he could only copy and copy. After familiarizing himself with it for a few years, he would have a rough idea of it. Basically, writing is no problem.

However, he did not have that much time. He was still thinking about how to cultivate later, so after he joined the Marine, he put this down. In any case, he chose a combatant and was not responsible for controlling the ship and cannons. Later on, when he became a commander, he did not want it. His subordinates would do it for him.

He spread out these sheepskin papers and pointed to a piece of paper with crooked handwriting on it. The title on it was very fun—The Survey of Civilian Life in Shields Town.

“Ah…”

Kuro thought about it and smiled. “I should have started writing this when I was three years old. I miss it.”