Time Travel: Age of Discovery

His companion responded in a deeper voice, "That's right, but I heard there's one more person who slipped through the net. We just don't know who that person is."

These words resonated like thunder in Teya's heart. His gaze flickered in the dim light, as if he had caught a glimmer of light in the darkness. A story of search, revelation, and adventure quietly began. In this vast sea of stories, could the mystery of the unknown coating craftsman still be hidden? A flash of inspiration struck Teya's mind, as if he had unlocked a treasure trove of dusty memories.

"Wait a minute, could it be..." he whispered to himself, a subtle hint of excitement in his tone. Then, with an elegant yet urgent demeanor, he posed a thought-provoking question to the slightly stunned waiter beside him: "Excuse me, is there a mysterious bar called 'Bamboo Shadow Knocking Gold' hidden in the heart of this island? It's like a legendary secret place, a place I long to visit."

The waiter's gaze briefly lingered on the banknotes handed over by Teya, and immediately turned into a spring-like smile. He revealed mysteriously: "Oh, you are talking about that place. It is hidden in the fog area No. 13, but..." Just as the waiter was about to speak, Teya waved his hand and took a group of people on a journey to find the truth like an expedition team.

On the way, Tiger leaned close to Teya's ear and lowered his voice, as if to discuss the secrets of a pirate's treasure: "Brother, could that bar really be hiding the coating master we need?" Teya smiled slyly, shook his head, and a glint of unruly light flashed in his eyes: "Things in this world are unpredictable. Only by trying can you know the depth."

Soon, they passed through layers of fog and arrived at the edge of Area 13. There, a simple yet eye-catching sign swayed gently in the breeze: "Summer's Beautiful Dreams, Bamboo Sounds Tap." The name, with a touch of poetry and uninhibitedness, foreshadowed an extraordinary encounter.

Just as everyone stopped and stared, two disheveled figures - two pirates wearing only shorts, like kittens struck by summer thunder, screamed and rushed out of the bar door, with indescribable fear written all over their faces, adding a bit of drama to this mysterious night.

Tina and Smoker exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with both surprise and curiosity. They couldn't help but imagine the story behind this bar. However, Thea's steps didn't hesitate at all. He walked straight towards the half-open door, as if challenging the unknown world.

Pushing open the door, a gust of wind, a mixture of the aroma of wine and a mysterious air, greeted me. Suddenly, the view opened up. It was a bar hall, decorated simply yet elegantly. Behind the counter, a dark-haired woman stood leisurely, a cigarette between her fingers, her eyes revealing a touch of sophistication and wisdom. She didn't greet them warmly like a typical shopkeeper. Instead, she surveyed Teya and his group with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she could see through their innermost secrets.

"Little guy, you've come to the wrong place." Her voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Teya didn't flinch. He looked the woman straight in the eyes and said firmly, "I'm looking for a master of coating who can control the Ocean Soul. His skills are the key to my journey. And you, Sister Xia Qi, are the one who led me to this clue, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qi's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, a smile that contained both admiration and teasing. "Wow, you're so sweet, Lieutenant General Teya. However, I'm afraid your journey will be more eventful than expected."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire bar seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, the air instantly solidified, and a contest between the past and the future, trust and challenge, quietly kicked off... In the dark corner full of stories, Teya was no longer facing an ordinary woman, but a "Dark Night Rose" surrounded by mystery and oppression - Xia Qi. Every glance of hers seemed to carry an unknown secret, and a slight glance could make people's hearts tighten.

Toya's journey wasn't to clash swords, but rather to follow the echoes of memory, searching for the light that would guide him forward. In this corner of the sea forgotten by time, only Shaqi's bar, "Blackmail Paradise," like a hidden coordinate on a nautical chart, convinced him that Rayleigh, the legendary vice-captain of the Roger Pirates, lived in seclusion there, a humble film-plating craftsman, silently guarding a power that held the key to Toya's quest.

As he stepped through this threshold, Teya knew his navy status was like the brightest star in the night sky, unable to escape Xia Qi's discerning eyes. So, he simply confessed, "I enter this place not to fight, but to plead, seeking assistance." His gaze was firm as he spoke, attempting to dispel the tension in the air with sincerity.

However, Xia Qi flicked the ash with her fingertips, and the curl of smoke, like her complex emotions, slowly rose, obscuring her expression. Her silence was a test for Teya, but also an instinct for self-preservation. Just then, a lazy sound, yet one that exuded a force not to be underestimated, drifted from outside the door, like waves crashing against ancient rocks.

"Alas, the wine is gone, and restarting work is boring. This world always likes to play some inexplicable drama..." With this sigh, Rayleigh walked into the house, holding the wine bottle in hand, his eyes behind the glasses flashing with wisdom and vicissitudes. Thea's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a beacon in the fog.

As Rayleigh entered, he sensed a subtle shift in the air, a subtle tinge of nervousness and anticipation etched in Teja. He smiled softly, his unintentional aura, like a sudden surge on the ocean, receding in an instant, returning to the seemingly laid-back yet inscrutable man he was. "Oh? Arriving ready for a duel? As a guest, you have to show some hospitality, don't you?" His words were deliberately teasing, but in reality, he was testing Teja's limits in his own unique way.

Teya chuckled softly, a playful curl at the corner of his mouth, as if that domineering aura was nothing more than a gentle summer breeze to him. "Mr. Rayleigh, your welcome ceremony is quite unique, but it seems I've come to the right place." He spoke with a certain confidence and relief, for he knew that conversing with the legendary "Pluto" was the greatest reward of his trip.

At this moment, the lights in the bar seemed even softer, as if even the air was filled with the scent of change and hope. Between Teja and Rayleigh, a conversation about dreams, faith, and cooperation quietly began.