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Chapter 57 The Logbook(1/2)

Blood League calendar 456, June 13.

After all, the navigation at sea is boring. I may write a log.

Start today.

"Captain (Future) Log"

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 16.

It was another day of devil -like training, and once again felt the coming of death.

I persisted for more than 40 minutes today.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 20.

I think Xia Daiyi must have been trained like this before, so she would be very happy when she saw the tragedy of our training.

Fortunately, the expression of disaster can't hide it at all.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 21.

Perseverance breaks through an hour, happy.

?? ??

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 22.

I can witness my growth every day, and I am a little excited.

Today is 1 hour and 5 minutes.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 25.

Andre said that training can be over. With our current constitution, "touch" will not cause any additional losses to us.

Finally, I don't have to experience this nightmare training.

But the results stay in an hour and 42 minutes.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 26.

Without the devil -like training, some are not suitable, I miss it a bit

Shouldn't I have a problem?

Blood alliance calendar 456, June 27.

Boring maritime sailing.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 28.

The endless sea surface is unchanged and boring.

Blood Alliance calendar 456, June 29.

boring!!!

Nympho

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The more dull sound comes from the deck.

Alca held his pistol in his right hand and fired at the target not far away.

In addition to him, Jason is also next to him.

The boring life on the boat must always make people find something to do.

Therefore, the two are preparing to practice marksmanship. After all, there are a lot of ammunition in the lower deck, which is not wasted for nothing.

No. 3 pistol ammunition is not missing. It is a good opportunity to practice guns. Alca will not waste it.

No matter how good the gunmen, they also need a huge amount of ammunition to feed.

At this time, Jason holds two different styles of turntable pistols holding.

Similarly, training is also carried out.

And Alca cleared his pistol bullet, exited the magazine, and installed the bullet at a very fast speed.

Holding the pistol twice on his hand, then the handsome tube was pushed with his own hat.

"How to do this action?" Jason leaned his face with a cheerful look.

He felt that Alca didn't say anything, and he really made him hearty.

In particular, this set of acrobatics of fast -loading bombs in a set of magazines is too smooth and pleasing to the eye.

"Want to learn?"

"Hmm!" Jason nodded.

"I want to learn, I teach you."

Alca said with a smile, but then picked up the pistol in my hand and looked around.

"Bobby's craftsmanship is really good. After his transformation, I feel that the gun feels better."

In addition to the devil training and exercise physique, the most time of Alca spends on Bobby to learn some manufacturing skills.

By the way, Bobi also modified it a little according to some of his habits and minds, the subtle place of the two firearms.

Hearing this, Jason also looked at the two guns in my hand: "It seems that I have to find Bobe to help me modify it."

When he thought, Jason picked up two guns and walked directly towards the lower deck.

Alca also went down for a dinner.

Then returned to your own room.

At this time, the sun almost fell under the sea level, and only the dim Yuangli illuminates the world.

At the speed of sailing.

It should not be within a few days.

Lie on the bed.

Look at the magic mirror next to the bedside table.

Alca shook his head helplessly.

Get up and come to the table, pick up the books on the table and look at it.

As the night comes, the oil lamp next to it also lights up.

The boat gradually fell into a quiet.

There is only the rustle of the book page in the room.

Unconsciously.

Alca was lying on the table like this and fell asleep.

Under the moment, it seemed to have come to a dark world again.

I felt Alca who came here again, without the slightest exclamation.

He is used to it.

Since returning to the boat, the magic mirror will from time to time to get Alcara in.

Nothing for something else.

Just to chat with him.

"Why are your magic still dead?"

The obscene sound in the night came.

Alca helplessly express what he wants to say.

Of course, it is not to say, but to make it occupy his own brain, just think about what you want to say.

What you want to express, echoed in your head crazy.

In this way, the person trapped in the magic mirror can accurately receive what he wants to say.

"I'm still on the boat, I haven't touched it yet, how can I be so fast."

"Really, it didn't take long for it."

For this, Alca can understand that the passage of time is really difficult to judge in the darkness of this magic mirror.

Thinking of it here, he couldn't help but be curious.

"You have been trapped here for so long, and you have no time to judge. How do you still have a normal mind?"

"I'm just unwilling to sleep, and naturally I can't feel the passage of time when I sleep, and I will naturally not be affected by the passage of time."

"And the mirror of the trapped soul itself is not used to harm it. Its role was originally used to place some souls, so that these fragile souls can at least have one place to settle."

What? This thing is still a positive thing.
To be continued...
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