Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

"Deus, this on your face, is it because you are too ugly?"

Ace pointed at the mask on Deuce's face.

Deuce was dissatisfied and wanted to struggle.

"Hey, you're calling me Deuce before I even agree to anything?"

"Forget it, whatever you like... There's nothing special about this mask, I just put it on because I like it."

As if he suddenly remembered something, Deus gave up struggling.

Hearing this, Jerry folded his hands, nodded and said:

"Habit? Is the mask the real one?"

"Hmm... As expected, some people are set up like this."

"Is that so? Then let's call him Mascude Deus. Hmm!"

Ace seemed very satisfied with the name he had chosen. He nodded and continued to whip the corpse.

"Don't just come up with some weird names! I wore a mask when I decided to go out to sea. I just didn't want to reveal my identity."

Deus still tried to explain that the mask was not a special fetish.

This was some kind of decision and dividing line. In order to survive alone on the sea, Zeus sealed up his original name and appearance.

Staring at him with narrowed eyes and frowned, Ace felt like he had discovered a blind spot.

"Really? I see, you are indeed a fugitive!"

"I'm not! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"

Waving his hands hurriedly, Deuce gave three consecutive denials.

"I just like the mask play. It's okay. As a man, what's wrong with being a little perverted?"

"It doesn't affect other people, just don't commit crimes."

Jerry closed his eyes slightly and nodded with deep feeling.

Ace tilted his head and thought about it for a moment, still feeling a little confused.

"I still don't quite understand."

"Hey! Stop guessing!"

"In my hometown, people who go to sea in pursuit of freedom will be ridiculed and may even implicate innocent family members. I go to sea just to become an adventurer and write adventure novels."

Deus, who already had some idea of ​​the two men's ability to talk nonsense, said helplessly.

Jerry scratched his head and said suddenly:

"Well, it seems you still care about your family."

"How could I possibly care about them! If I cared, I wouldn't have chosen to go out to sea! And I wouldn't be trapped here now!"

Deuce suddenly became excited and shouted hysterically.

Seeing his annoyed look, Ace chuckled and said:

"Really? Not really."

"For example, I have a younger brother, even though we are not related by blood, and he is always as noisy as a monkey..."

"I didn't feel anything when we were together, but after going out to sea, I still think about it often."

Jerry glanced at Ace.

"Is he talking about Monkey D. Luffy?"

"How wonderful! At least you still have a home, you are really happy..."

Deuce clenched his fists and laughed at himself.

"I'm different from you! You have a home, a family, and your favorite dad and mom are waiting for you to come back, right?!"

Maybe Ace's words reminded Deuce of his past, causing Deuce to lose his defense a little. He stood up suddenly, yelled these words, and turned around to walk away.

Ace was startled, stammered twice, and said softly:

"My parents? They are gone..."

"Uh…"

After stopping, Deus probably realized that he had said the wrong thing, and was annoyed at why he suddenly lost his composure and spoke without thinking.

"That's... better than me. My father would only ask me not to embarrass him."

"If you don't have it, maybe it's not bad. At least the memories are still good..."

Deuce seemed to want to make amends, but halfway through, he slowly closed his mouth because Ace had been staring at him since just now.

When he stopped, Ace sighed, thought for a moment, and said with a bad expression:

"Alas! I don't have any memories. I have never seen my mother."

"And my father is not a decent man either. In other words, he is a criminal."

"Even if he's a criminal, it's a thing of the past, right?"

"Hey! Let's be more open-minded. Let's not take ourselves too seriously. Your father is not the Pirate King. Why are you worrying so much?"

"If he really is the Pirate King, then you are miserable. It's absolutely miserable."

"But what does that have to do with you? Right, don't..."

Deuce was still talking nonstop, but Jerry, hearing this, reached out and patted his shoulder to stop him from drooling any more.

It was then that Deuce noticed that Ace's expression was not right.

Ace raised his head, closed his eyes, said nothing, then turned his head and looked straight at the beach ahead.

Thinking of what he had just said, Deuce's facial expression was a mess, and he stammered and forced a smile:

"Eh!? You're… not… not really?"

"Roger? The one from Roger Town? The Pirate King is...?"

Ace remained silent, looked towards the distant coast, and nodded slightly.

"The Pirate King Black Nose Roger?"

Jerry stared at Ace, his eyes flickering, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Deuce fell silent and looked at Ace in disbelief.

Maybe he didn't quite believe that someone he just randomly met was the son of the Pirate King.

If it was in a town, most people would be treated as a mental hospital and sneak out by climbing over the wall in the middle of the night, but this was on an isolated island overseas...

The awkward atmosphere lasted for a while, and Ace's expression gradually returned to calm.

"what!"

Deuce's thoughts were in a mess. He yelled like a groundhog in annoyance, then turned around and tried to leave again.

Ace quickly stretched out his hand, trying to learn from Erkang.

"Eh? We agreed to go together..."

"Who said that? I have no intention of helping you."

Deuce said as he tried to leave.

Seeing that he was so conflicted and wanted to leave but stayed here, Jerry patted Deuce on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be so awkward. It's rare for us to meet on the island."

"As the saying goes, it takes ten years to build a common ship. Let's work together to pass the barrier...ah, no, we are all people who want to work hard to break out of this cage. Let's work together. More people can also mean more unicorn arms."

Ace agreed, patted his chest and said to Deuce:

"Yes, we are already friends, don't be so formal."

"Don't worry, I won't snatch it from you when we're eating."

Deus looked at the two people in front of him speechlessly. He probably couldn't understand why the topic and atmosphere jumped so quickly.

"Okay... But based on my explorations over the past few days, fresh water on the island shouldn't be a problem."

"But the food may not be sufficient, and the materials for building ships are also a bit scarce."

"Plus the special ocean currents nearby, even if a boat is built, it will not be possible to get out just by rowing or wind power."

Deus thought about it for a moment, agreed to stay, and began to share his information.

It seems that when Zeus is normal, he is also a person with rich knowledge and rigorous thinking.

"Hey, come with me."

Before Deuce could say anything else, Ace, with a smile on his face, simply pulled them away.

Seeing that Ace seemed to have some secrets and was keeping it secret for the time being, Jerry asked curiously:

"Anything good?"

"You'll find out when you come."

Ace kept walking, insisting that he didn't want to speak first.

As the three of them quickly shuttled around the island, they soon arrived at the other side of the island.

The moment you step into the bay, you can clearly see that this is a naturally sheltered bay, surrounded by towering rocks that half surround the beach and the sea.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the rocks, turning into beams of light that warm the earth.

Jerry and Deuce looked inside and found that there were many shipwrecks piled up on the beach, but the most conspicuous one was a huge battleship.

Although the ship has gone through a long time and has been constantly washed and corroded by the waves, the ship as a whole is still majestic and oppressive. Various weapons of different sizes and styles are scattered everywhere on the old planks.

One of the giant swords broke into two pieces, each of which was inserted vertically on the boat. This scene seemed to tell future generations what a fierce battle had taken place on the boat.

This ship doesn't look like it belongs to ordinary humans.

"This should be the ship of the giants, right?"

Jerry said uncertainly.

"Giant tribe!? Are there really giant tribes in this world?"

Deuce asked with shining eyes. He aspired to be an adventure novelist, and giants had only appeared in the books he had read.

Although Ace didn't understand his question, he still said with a hearty smile on his face:

"Yes, we may meet him somewhere after we go out to sea."

"That's right, giants do exist."

Jerry nodded solemnly, looking like a man who had seen the world.

Deus said in disbelief:

"Have you ever seen giants?"

"Hey! Look at you, you're a giant, right? Of course I've never seen one."

With a matter-of-fact look on his face, Jerry raised his head and squinted his eyes in contempt.

Deuce looked at Jerry speechlessly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Ace speak up:

"Come to think of it, the old man also told me the story of the giants before."

"Legend has it that long ago..."

Ace closed his eyes and tried hard to recall the story the old man had told him while he spoke haltingly.

Deuce stared at the two people in front of him, a touch of emotion flashing in his eyes.

Since childhood, he has been attracted by various adventure legends in books, including those describing the giants. He has always dreamed of going on an adventure at sea.

He has always dreamed of becoming an adventurer, traveling around the world, and writing his own adventure novels, but he has been ridiculed by people around him for many years...

In the next few days, due to food shortages, they raced against time to build the boat.

During this time, Jerry also tried fishing with the Supreme Big Fast Rod.

But I don’t know why, but every time I catch something, it’s either rotten socks or worn-out clothes or something useless like that.

The only psychological comfort is probably that there is indeed some gain, and it is not considered a failure.

However, the lack of food on the island led to the gradual onset of hunger. Not only was the body being hollowed out, but the will was also being slowly eroded.

Deuce was the first one to give up, but Jerry and Ace were still working desperately. Fortunately, after several days of hard work, the boat was basically completed.

However, as the saying goes, the weather forecast may not be accurate, but you have to watch it.

"Boom!"

The storm came suddenly, sweeping down large trees and a pile of unknown objects from the sky.

The boat they had built with great difficulty was smashed to pieces, and the motivation that had kept Deuce going until now was lost in an instant.

"Oh my god, is it so accurate?"

Jerry was speechless, watching the little boat that originally belonged to their friendship being shattered in pieces.

The big tree flew over so quickly and suddenly that when they noticed it, they only had time to dodge to the side and had no time to take care of the boat.

Ace looked at the situation in front of him, scratched his head in self-mockery, then smiled, intending to make further efforts, and encouraged the two people next to him:

"Oh, three unlucky guys, it seems that it is not that easy. Let's try again! We can do it!"

"Hey! This is the only way. Fortunately, practice makes perfect. We should be able to do it faster."

"Let's do it in front of the cave this time. It happens to be a little bit covered up there. Although the cover is a little thin, it doesn't mean it's unsafe."

Jerry agreed, considering that this was the only way at the moment.

The two were about to pack up and regroup when they heard Deuce's collapse and scream.

"Again!? How is it possible? I can't hold on any longer!"

"I'm not like you. I haven't had anything to eat these past two days!"

"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?"

Jerry and Ace were both confused.

"Isn't it? Those broken ships on the beach and the warehouses inside all show signs of having been turned over recently!"

"There are only three of us on this island, and you two are together. Do I need to say more?!"

Deuce suddenly jumped up, grabbed Jerry by the collar and yelled loudly.

Then, without waiting for the two to say anything, he suddenly pushed Jerry away and turned to run towards the interior of the island.

"Is this what it means to be betrayed?"

As Zeus ran, he cursed himself in his heart, wondering how he could be so careless around strangers.

But at this moment, before he ran far, rubble suddenly fell from the cave on the rock wall.

With a sharp cry, a huge strange bird appeared from nowhere and swooped down towards Deus.

Feeling the strong wind above his head, Deuce instinctively used all his strength to roll to the side and narrowly avoided the attack of the giant bird.