Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

After Jerry and his friends left the cafe and relaxed, they had half a day free to do what they wanted.

Deus had made routine purchases of food and local specialties, and everyone took advantage of this time to do things as needed, wander around, or say goodbye to familiar people.

The next morning, the pirate group set out again.

Under Jerry's control, they were spared many troubles of sailing and could just rush into the ocean.

As long as Jerry is given the right direction, he can keep the pirate ship sailing smoothly whether in the deep sea or on the sea surface.

In addition, he is a human compass, so once the course is set, there will basically be no deviation.

The boat rose quickly, and before noon, everyone had arrived at the Chabaobab Archipelago.

"Wow!"

Carrot, who had never seen the scenery of Shampoo Land, held up a carrot with a bite taken from it, and marveled at the dream before her which was slightly different from that of Fishman Island.

Deus recalled his first socially fatal experience after going to sea. When he returned to the surface of the sea again, everyone else's mood involuntarily became sunny.

"Let's go, as usual, go our separate ways."

Before going out to sea, Deus explained to Kalina and Carrot the things they needed to pay attention to as pirates on the archipelago, so everyone stopped worrying too much.

Both girls were very vigilant. After covering for Carrot a little, Kalina also changed her clothes and went out.

Ace was still the same as before. He ran away after landing. After his last escape, Deuce didn't dare to let him mess around on the island and followed him.

Seeing that they had all left, Jerry had no destination for the time being, so he brought Kodaz and Scar to the shore.

Since Jerry had fished for a long time in Shampoo Land last time, he was not too keen on fishing this time and just wanted to go for a stroll.

But Scarr seemed to have something to do, so he led the way and walked quickly in one direction with a clear purpose.

Jerry, wearing casual beach clothes, sunglasses, and carrying a fishing rod, looked around, as if he sensed that many people around were paying attention to them.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the Rip-off Bar on Island 13.

Perhaps it was because it was still early, or perhaps for other reasons, there were not many customers in the bar. Only the manager Xia Qi and the coating craftsman Lao Lei were inside.

More than half a year ago, when the Spade Pirates landed on the islands, when Old Lei helped with the coating, Scar already knew that he was Pluto Rayleigh.

At that time, he was not quite aware that Rayleigh was living in seclusion in this bar where information could be bought and sold. It was only later, as his knowledge grew, coupled with the time he spent in the Whitebeard Pirates, that he realized it.

He finally understood who was behind this bar, but this time he came not to look for Rayleigh, but for Xia Qi.

Two people and a cat walked into the store, and Scar was the first to greet them.

"Hello, boss lady and Lao Lei."

"Oh? Hello, you are a rare guest."

"You must be Brother Jerry and Brother Scar from the Kuroko Pirates, what can I do for you?"

The proprietress, who was sorting the wine bottles and glasses, was a little surprised when she saw the two men, but her expression remained unchanged.

Hearing her mention him, Jerry raised his sunglasses and put them on his head. After greeting her, he pretended to be surprised and asked:

"I disguised myself so well, how did you recognize me?"

"Hahaha, you're such a jokester, my friend. Your intelligence mentioned that you often carry a fishing rod."

Rayleigh, who was sitting on the stool next to him and drinking something, smiled and said casually.

“Ah… can this already be considered a feature?”

Jerry scratched his head, it seemed that his image was marked with a fishing rod.

After the two idlers finished talking, Scarr looked at Xia Qi, took out some documents from the backpack he brought with him before going out, walked to the bar and said:

"Madam, I want to exchange some information with you."

"Exchange? I know you're also in the intelligence business, so you know the rules, right?"

Xia Qi is well-informed and has encountered many people who make such requests, but some people just want to get information for free.

Skarr patted his chest, looking full of confidence.

"Of course, what I bring is definitely exclusive information, and it is definitely valuable."

"Really? Come over here and talk in detail."

Glancing at what he held in his hand, Xia Qi felt that the person in front of her had come back from the New World and had stayed with the white-bearded old man.

He shouldn't be as ungrateful as those little hooligans and clueless pirates, so she gestured for him to sit at a table on the other side of the store.

Seeing them talking about serious matters, Jerry and Reilly looked at each other, the two indifferent and speechless for a moment.

Since he was free anyway, Jerry decided to sit down and have an awkward chat.

"Old Lei, is your retirement life happy and fulfilling?"

"It's okay, what's the matter? Why are you asking this?"

"Of course I want to think about what to do after retirement first. If I don't want to work anymore one day, I can retire early and save myself decades of detours."

Jerry didn't envy too much people like Rayleigh, who retired early and lived a leisurely life.

Because he knew that Lao Lei had no pension and had to go out to find work from time to time.

"Haha, little brother, I guess you know my identity."

"As a rising star like you, you should focus on the present instead of thinking about your retirement."

With a slight smile, Rayleigh thought that the young man in front of him, the hottest star in the Grand Line, had such unique ideas.

"Yes, now I am looking at you, a retired old man."

However, Fried Chicken's idea was even more bizarre than Rayleigh thought. Jerry stroked Cordaz, then stretched his neck, put one hand to his mouth and said:

"Did you retire directly after returning from the Final Island?"

"So I think the secret or something on it is not to guide you to break up, right?"

"Is it recorded there that there is poisonous chicken soup?"

"What kind of poisonous chicken soup..."

"You don't have to deny it, and you don't need to say anything to me."

"I know, yeah!"

Stopping Rayleigh from saying anything, Jerry nodded solemnly, as if he really knew something.

Helplessly looking at the wise young man who spent most of his time talking to himself and seemed to think he knew the truth, Rayleigh didn't know how to react for a moment.

"Don't worry! I will keep it a secret for you."

"Ahaha, that's good..."

Shaking his head, Rayleigh felt that, judging from the information he knew, the man in front of him was quite capable, but there seemed to be something wrong with his brain circuit.

There was nothing he could do. Jerry was actually bored, so he saw Rayleigh sitting there doing nothing like him and just made a joke about it.

After all, I'm not familiar with Rayleigh, and we had no intersection before. The only intersection was the film I helped him coat last time.

"Oh, that's right, now that we've finished talking about business, let's talk about something else."

"I would also like to thank you for the film you put on our pirate group last time."

"It's really thin and safe, with a super long delay protective cover, excellent quality, and the time is just right, allowing us to easily escape the navy's encirclement."

"You're welcome. I'm paying you for my services."

Then they chatted idly, waiting for the two people who were really talking about business.