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Chapter 1997 Challenge

Gallo took Fang Dang to the middle floor of the cabin, opened a room and said, "You can live here first. Tsk tsk, I really envy a superman like you who can have a separate room without having to squeeze in the crowded small cell at the bottom of the boat like we did, and there was no place to hide the little yellow book."

Fang Dang naturally knew that even if he did nothing, he had a huge treatment gap with ordinary people.

Fang Dang smiled and said, "Brother, I want to ask, how many people are there on our boat?"

Gallo replied generously: "At a little over one hundred, our reconnaissance ship is the smallest among the Glory Fleet, but we have a great role. After forgetting this, you will slowly know. Now it's almost time to eat. After changing your clothes, go to the third floor of the minus, where there is a canteen, and there is no limited supply of food!"

Gallo took a step away after he said that.

Fang Dang closed the cabin door. The room was about four square meters, a bed, a small cabinet, and several empty partitions. There was not even a table. It was very small, but it was not easy to have such a private place on this boat.

A pure white sailor suit was hung in the wardrobe in the cabin. Fang Dang took off his already torn denim suit and changed into this clean and tidy sailor suit, and he felt a refreshing feeling.

Fang Dang cleaned up and then went to the cafeteria. Fang Dang was indeed a little hungry, and the food he originally carried had been thrown away in the pursuit.

The second is that the crew members are doing their own things. No one on this ship is redundant. Everyone is like a screw, with the value and significance of their existence.

So, the corridor is empty at this time, and everyone is busy working anymore.

Fang Dang soon arrived at the cafeteria. The canteen had not yet started. The chef was turning on the oven and took out the hot bread inside. For a moment, the fragrance in the cafeteria was lingering.

Even Fang Dang couldn't help but feel a little moved. Fang Dang had never had a good meal since entering this world. At this time, Fang Dang's cultivation level decreased, and his desire for food naturally increased.

The chef is a bald fat man. He obviously hasn't seen Fang Dang before. At this time, he frowned and said, "Who are you? Why are you wearing Edward's clothes?"

Fang Dang was stunned for a moment, looked down, and then found the name Edward on the corner of his clothes. It seemed that it was the original owner of the dress.

Fang Dang replied: "My name is Brooks, and I am a newcomer who just joined!"

Hearing this, the chef took off his thick gloves, looked Fang Dang up and down with interest, and then smiled and said, "Boy, Edward is a superman on our ship. If you can put on his clothes, it proves that you are also a superman. What is your ability? Show me! If it is useful, I guarantee that you will be able to eat the best bread and sausage in the future!"

Obviously, the people on this ship do not have the concept of privacy. Speaking of which, this is normal. After all, the people on this ship have to live together every day, and in this case, there is no privacy itself.

Moreover, Fang Dang discovered that people do not seem to be afraid of superpowers here, which is simply impossible in the Eastern world. A monk can still feel awe even if his cultivation is low. Especially in the fairy world, immortal cultivators are even more arrogant than emperors!

Fang Dang immediately showed his ability to control water. The fat chef couldn't help but radiate his eyes when he saw it and said with a smile: "Boy, if your ability develops well, it will definitely be of great use to the fleet!"

On the sea, the power of a superman who can control water is simply unquestionable.

The stronger the superpower on a ship, the stronger the combat power of the ship, and the less likely it is for everyone to die.

On the almost boundless sea, a ship is still small even if it is big. A ship is a community, and everyone shares life and death. In this environment, the strong are naturally more popular.

At this time, a slightly surprised voice came from behind Fang Dang: "A superman who controls natural elements? Or can control water? Tsk tsk, such a guy is really rare!"

Fang Dang turned his head and looked at it. He was a blonde beauty. This woman was different from the sailor clothes worn by other sailors. She was wearing a tight military uniform, with short golden hair, breasts and fat buttocks. She looked so hot that she was about to explode.

The woman stared at Fang Dang with a lot of fun and said with a smile: "After eating, accompany me to practice your hands and see how powerful your water system can reach!"

At this time, the chef behind Fang Dang said gloatingly: "Boy, it is your glory to be favored by Jennifer. Tsk tsk, I will add an egg to you to apply the wound to the night. Tsk tsk, I can't wait to see you begging for mercy! Hahaha..."

At this time, sailors came in one after another. They were basically thick and rough men, black people, white people, and many East Asian people. It seems that the races of the whole world can be found here.

These sailors all showed novel expressions when they saw Fang Dang, but they didn't talk too much.

However, the incident of Jennifer having a fight with Fang Dang has spread throughout the cafeteria. Fang Dang saw with his own eyes that these rough men showed malicious expressions and began to make noises in opening the market.

The betting game is very simple. There are five options on a roulette, namely, ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, forty seconds, and fifty seconds. When you go to Fang Dang, you will win. There are no options on this roulette. Obviously, in the eyes of those who set up gambling, this is impossible. No one even thinks that Fang Dang can last for one minute under Jennifer, so this option is not necessary at all, and no one will bet on it.

Fang Dang didn't care much about these things. His attention was attracted by the food. The food here was actually very simple, including bread, mashed potatoes and sausages.

The chef really kept his promise and gave Fang Dang the largest and thickest sausage.

Fang Dang cut the sausage with a knife and fork, and started eating it with bread.

The bread, sausage and mashed potatoes are not delicious, but Fangdang is eaten with relish. This cooked and hot food is full of temptation for Fangdang at this time.

Not long after, Walker and Oliver walked into the cafeteria. The two did not care about other people's eyes, and no one greeted them. For the sailors, their existence had no effect. Everyone should eat and drink, and the cafeteria was still noisy.

The food for the two was like ordinary sailors, with bread, sausage, and mashed potatoes.

Fang Dang turned his head and looked at Jennifer who was staring at him with a hot gaze. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This woman had a tiger and wolf-like appearance, and she looked like she wanted to eat him alive. Fang Dang could even see infinite expectations in her dissatisfied eyes.

Then Fang Dang turned his eyes to the roulette where he was placing his bet. It was obviously not made immediately. It was thought that it had been prepared a lot. There were several names left on each bet, and only one name was in the fifty seconds. Fang Dang knew that he didn't know how many people had tried before, but in the end only these people left their names, which meant that they had persisted to this time, that is to say, no one could last until sixty seconds!

When Fang Dang ate all the food on the plate, Jennifer seemed to be unable to wait. He immediately stood up, hooked his fingers at Fang Dang, and licked his scarlet lips with his pink tongue and said, "Little guy, the happy time is finally about to begin! Hurry up, I can't wait!"

The sailors around were looking forward to the battle, and many people quickly ate and stuffed bread and sausage into their mouths.

Oliver and Walker, who were eating in the distant corner, also looked at Fang Dang, and both of them couldn't help but show a light of pity in their eyes.

Fang Dang sighed, pulled out a tissue, wiped the bread grains on the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "I don't seem to offend you, right?"

Jennifer laughed, laughing like a snake and a scorpion saw food, and said, "Dear, of course you didn't offend me, but I was happy to see the hunt. My favorite thing is to fight with newcomers like you. I forgot to tell you that I am the instructor of this ship of Glory. I am responsible for training these dogs and mother-raised miscellaneous people! So, don't think about rejecting me, otherwise I promise you will cry in the training ground like a little girl who has just been opened and budded!"

The sailors around couldn't help laughing.

Fang Dang knew that if he retreated and did not fight, he would have no place to stand on this ship. On the contrary, if he could show a certain strength, he would immediately be recognized by these sailors.

If Jennifer wants to practice with him, why doesn’t he need this opportunity to integrate himself into this ship?

Fang Dang took a deep breath, but instead of following Jennifer to the training ground, he came to the chef, pointed to a bottle of vodka in the kitchen and said, "Let me use it."

The chef frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he still took Vodka over and placed it in front of Fang Dang and said, "This wine is the currency here. You can regard it as the most valuable thing in the world. If you lose it, break it, spill it, and even think that you don't return it to me, I will not forgive you. I promise you won't be able to eat a piece of bread on this ship in the future!"

Fang Dang smiled and nodded, "I'll give you two bottles later!" As he said that, Fang Dang grabbed Vodka, and in full view of everyone, Fang Dang came to the gambling market, grabbed a pen from the side, drew a straight line on the gambling market, circled a blank space, and wrote a few words Brooks won.

Fang Tang then placed the bottle of vodka in a pile of bets made of cigarettes and various wines.

"If I win, how do I count?" Fang Dang asked.

The set-up is an old Jewish man. He has no name, only a nickname, called Eagle. He is about sixty years old, lean and thin, making his big hook nose look particularly eye-catching. It is precisely because of this hook nose that he has the nickname of Eagle!

Seeing Fang Dang betting on him, the old guy immediately grinned and showed a black hole missing three teeth, and smiled and said, "I like a guy like you. If you win, everything in this bet today will be yours!"
Chapter completed!
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