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"Um?"

The captain, who had been called out, turned his head and focused his aimless, dazed gaze on Luigi.

"What?"

Luigi did not miss the hesitant expressions on Klaus, Nathan, and Aurora's faces.

However, in his view

Naming the creatures on board is a solemn and sacred matter, and should be decided by the captain himself.

So, under the scrutiny of three conflicting gazes, he repeated himself:

"Let's name the newborn, sir."

Randomly's gaze shifted back to the newborn little monster.

It had already been pried away from the metal post by Ember with its little chicken claws, but it still stubbornly stretched out its thin, bald neck, trying to continue pecking at the red-hot grill leg with its beak.

Dusty and bare.

He's stubborn and defiant.

A name that had been buried deep in anyone's memory suddenly resurfaced.

"Then let's name him Qiu Qianchi."

"..."

"......ha?"

The lively atmosphere on the deck froze for three seconds because of this name.

It wasn't because I knew the meaning behind the name, but simply because I didn't understand it.

Louis nodded seriously:

"Qiu Qianchi? That sounds...impressive."

Only Nathan, who was well-read, looked dejected.

He looked at Ren Yi with grief and indignation:

"Captain! Can't you be a little kinder to a newborn?! It's still a child!"

"But it looks like a date pit."

Unaware of the consequences, he simply stated the facts earnestly: "Look, he's still bald."

The little guy seemed to sense something, stopped fighting with the metal stake, turned his head and looked back at Ren Yi with his watery eyes that took up most of his face.

Then open your flat mouth:

"Gah!"

"Look, the voice is similar too." He shrugged.

My own name was chosen after careful consideration!

Nathan was completely speechless.

[Help! I'm drinking water! Hey bro, you owe me a replacement monitor!]

[Sloppy, stubborn, and even spewing out date pits, huh? That's quite a vivid description, a perfect summary...]

[Upstairs, it's clearly an Iron Palm Lotus! Oh no, I'll never be able to look at this ugly thing the same way again!]

[At least Qiu Qianchi has strong combat power and vitality!!!]

[Oh no... I'm already imagining it spitting out date pits...]

The banquet on the deck was not over yet.

So this little episode about naming was quickly skipped over amidst the delicious aroma of grilled eel.

After all, arguing with someone who can't handle naming is a complete waste of time.

Nathan channeled his grief and anger into his appetite.

Pulling the freshly baked "Qiu Qianchi" to sit beside me, I feed it while giving it early education, saying things like "You are cute, you are Angela".

The little guy doesn't care about Qiu Qianchi or Angela at all; at least for now, as long as it has food, that's all that matters to it.

It accepts everything without hesitation, swallowing long pieces in one gulp, even faster than Ivan.

The atmosphere at the banquet became lively once again.

Ivan and Luigi have somehow gotten into a fight—

One pursues a rustic roasting method that emphasizes the original flavor, while the other insists on a culinary aesthetic that is rich in layers and nutritionally balanced.

The two each occupied one side of the grill, waging a war without gunpowder...

Culinary Showdown!

"Dude, are you giving the fish a massage? It's dead!"

Ivan yelled as he sprinkled a handful of salt on his ingredients, and the flames instantly leaped high into the air.

Louis deafened to this:

"Mr. Ivan, let's look at the results."

The fighting quickly spread to other people.

Esting, holding a spicy skewer, lined up with Chef Ivan. Xiao Jiu, who had also been given a large piece of raw, grilled fish, was another one of those who felt obligated to help.

However, even in this era of human relationships...

There are also old-school gourmets like Klaus and Jhin who insist on being meticulous.

"Chirp."

Jin nodded in agreement, then took a stuffed potato from Luigi's plate.

"So, Chef Ivan and Chef Luigi are now tied at two to two!" Esting announced.

All eyes turned to Aurora.

A vote that determines the match point...

Aurora was in a real dilemma. To be honest, in her opinion, although the two sides had completely different styles, they were both full of sincerity.

at this time,

A somewhat resentful voice broke in.

"Hey...did you forget something?" Nathan finally got rid of 'Qiu Qianchi' who was already burping from eating.

"As a connoisseur who has traveled all over the country, I should have a lot to say, shouldn't I?!"

The straightforward Ivan simply scoffed.

"Your ticket?"

"Your vote counts as a negative score."

"Why?!" Nathan was greatly dissatisfied.

"Your taste is ruined; it will taint the accuracy of the final result!"

Nathan: "..."

The deck was bustling with noise, laughter and the aroma of food mingling together and wafting far and wide.

Renyi did not participate in this childish dispute.

The sea breeze ruffled his damp hair as he leaned against the railing of the ship's gunwale, holding a seashell cup in his hand.

He leaned against the railing of the ship's gunwale, holding a cup of cheap tea that Klaus had brewed with filtered water, the sea breeze ruffling his slightly damp hair.

"Splash—"

The sound of water rang out, and a red figure burst out of the water, landing lightly on the railing beside him.

Sean had just finished swimming in the sea, and water droplets still clung to his shiny head, sliding down his handsome nose.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I miss home," Renyi said casually.

Sean paused for a moment, then realized... he really didn't know where these people came from.

He followed the random gaze and looked at the group of guys who were playing around:

"Isn't this place nice?"

"Very good." He nodded casually. "That's why I thought of it."

Seeing that the captain had no intention of confiding, Sean changed the subject:

"Where to next?"

"The Sea of ​​Mist is vast; there are places that even most mermaids have never approached in their entire lives."

I was just about to ask this.

"I want to know where the boundary of this mist is, whether there are any islands that cannot be approached, and what lies in the east, west, south, and north of this sea area."

The mermaid pondered for a moment, seemingly organizing information.

He quickly and carefully began to speak:

"You know about the north. To the north is the Abyss Rift, and further north is the forbidden land of mermaids. It is said that the danger of the Abyss Rift is less than one-tenth of that."

He gestured in the air, pretending to have an invisible map.

"We're currently in the south, which is relatively quiet, but further south... that's the ghost realm. The islands there move around, and we call it the 'Pirate Graveyard'."

"To the west is the 'Sea of ​​Bones,' a graveyard for giant beasts, where bones have been piled up into islands, but they also sustain countless carrion-eating monsters."

Listen quietly and let a rough sketch form in your mind.

"What about the east side?"

"East..."

Sean took a deep breath and said with awe, "To the east lies the Sea of ​​Thunderstorms."

"The weather changes faster than a betta fish blowing bubbles. One second it's calm and peaceful, and the next it's a thunderstorm and a waterspout."

"It is said... there are legendary creatures there..."

He leaned closer to the captain mysteriously and said:

"dragon."