I, the intern, was being listened to by Whitebeard

The Moby Dick is still breaking the waves on the sea, in fact, the voyage of the Whitebeard Pirates already has a relatively fixed tour route.

This tour route will pass through every territory of the Whitebeard Pirates.

It's the equivalent of patrolling the territory of the Whitebeard Pirates.

If you encounter pirates who dare to cause trouble here...

Just shoot and kill it!

If it's an enemy with a lot of potential....

and took him as his son.

Blink....

It's the next day!

Even though Whitebeard is old, his life and rest are still the same as when he was young.

It's not until six o'clock in the morning....

And he woke up.

Then he found out that this dad was actually the last person to get up on the Moby Dick.

This made him very happy!

The sons worked hard!

Looking at the entire Whitebeard Pirates, almost all of them are working hard to cultivate.

There are only a few people who are busy with some work

Let's say the chef is busy cooking, or some people are busy cleaning or something.

The whole Moby Dick is in full swing.

It makes people feel a burst of blood in their hearts.

This is a young group of pirates...

The kind of sunshine and vitality that should be!

"Goo-la-la-la! I was cultivating before dawn, and it seemed that the words I said to my stupid sons yesterday had stimulated them and made them realize the lack of their strength. "

"Speaking of which, this is still a reminder from that Roy imp, if it weren't for his voice to wake me up..."

"I'm afraid I won't notice the Whitebeard Pirates either..."

"It's getting a little drowsy. "

"Gollum la la !!

".

Whitebeard is in a very good mood.

Wait!

Seems to have overlooked something?

Roy!

Whitebeard reacted suddenly, and among all the crew members present who were working hard to cultivate, there was no Roy!

He didn't have to guess what Roy was up to now.

I must be sleeping in the cabin!

How long has it been?

It's almost early in the morning!

Still sleeping?!

Whitebeard was so angry that his teeth itched.

This little ghost!

It's so lazy!

Whew

Nope!

This Roy kid is obviously so good, he can beat his stupid sons in every way, if he is allowed to lie down like this again, then won't it be useless in the future?

Watching a talent become degenerate, decadent, and even degenerate on his own ship, he may even become a waste.

Whitebeard felt uncomfortable for a while.

He was very hard to accept.

Gotta find a way to get that little imp moving!

Forcibly shouting him to get up?

Nope....

It didn't work.

Gotta find something for him to do!

What are you looking for...

Whitebeard....

Thinking!

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In the afternoon, Roy's lying flat biological clock came into play again.

Let him get up very punctually in the afternoon!

Hmmm!

Very punctual!

And yet....

Roy had just finished washing up, and before he could go out, there was a knock in the cabin.

This made him slightly stunned.

"Roy, it's me, Marco!" Marco's voice came from outside the cabin.

[Marco?, what is he here to do with me?].

Roy was slightly surprised.

Open the door....

Sure enough....

Marco is right outside the door!

"Marco, what is this?" Roy asked, surprised.

With a smile, Marco announced, "Daddy asked me to come and call you, and he asked you to go to his place, saying that it was the second test for you to join the Whitebeard Pirates!"

“...... Okay, okay, I'll do it. The corners of Roy's mouth twitched slightly.

[This whitebeard is really special and can toss!].

[Sure enough, I touched the great cause of fishing...].

[The biggest obstacle!].

"Roy, are you alright?" Marco noticed Roy's expression, something was not quite right, thinking of Roy's "not very healthy" body, and couldn't help but nervously ask, "It can't be that there is something wrong with your body, right?" Is it the training plan that Bista made for you, is the amount of training too much?".

[I'm fine, it's no wonder!, the hell knows what kind of moth you're trying to do when your daddy Whitebeard called me over this time?].

[Damn! The old white beard doesn't talk about martial arts!].

[Toss me a little comrade who touches the fish!].

[I've already created it for myself, such a mediocre and somewhat weak character, why does he still keep an eye on the person I don't let go?].

[Could it be that my character creation is too much?].

[Hiss... There is such a possibility!].

[Mistake!!].

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Roy's mind, but on the surface, he was still moody, his expression management ability was excellent, his acting skills were beaten, and he could even beat some actors.

"It's okay, I just woke up and was a little confused. "

Roy felt more and more that it was his own personality, and he might have created it a little too much.

So he said to Marco.

Marco breathed a sigh of relief: "Whew... It's okay, it makes me nervous a bit. "

"Then follow me to Daddy!".

"Daddy has been landing for a while. "

[Can you not go?].

[Gan!!].

"Good. "

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