106 Island of Music

It had been a week since the Fire Dragon Pirates set sail in Seven Water Capital. After the new ship was built, Vlad did not continue to stay in Seven Water Capital. All the valuable things were already in his hands. The blueprint of Hades, the current ship, and the many recipes he got on the Gourmet Island were really profitable. Vlad was already satisfied. He could not find a reason to stay any longer.

What's more, now that he had met with the rats in the CPU 9, the government had already confirmed their whereabouts. If they still stayed near Seven Water Capital and stayed on the Gourmet Island, then it would not be long before a general came to guard the door. For Vlad who was not strong enough, this was not good news.

There were still many things that Vlad wanted to do. Time waits for no man. It was very close to the most magnificent era in the sea. If he was not prepared, then he could only drift along the tides of the era until he was swallowed by the huge waves until he died. This was not the ending that Vlad wanted.

It was not easy to have a good ship that could sail in the new world. Vlad did not want to sink into the big waves of the new era like this. He also wanted to lead a wave of wind at the tip of the waves of the era.

So, it's better not to stay, strength is not enough, status is not enough, and the current Vlad is not enough to dominate the world.

"Hahahaha!"

"So fast! So fast"

Vlad sat cross-legged on his new ship - the head of the ship of Platinum-Draig while laughing, feeling the wind blowing on his face, and his face was full of pleasure.

In the vast sea, a ship was running like an arrow leaving the bow. Behind its tail, there was a long wave, like a white wave breaking through the waves. This was a speed that the wind ship of this era could not compare to. This speed was comparable to the sea train that they had seen in Seven Water City. It was truly an astonishing speed.

Strangely, the sails of this ship did not fall down. It did not borrow the wind power of the sea at all. This was also a matter of course. Although the wind in the sea was strong, it was far from reaching this speed. There was actually a limit to the speed of the wind ship.

Therefore, this ship of Vlad did not use the wind sails. Although there were indeed sails, they basically did not use them.

The huge propeller at the stern of the Platinum-Draig is constantly stirring in the water, generating a huge thrust to continuously push the huge ship forward. Although it is a wooden sailboat, it uses mechanical power.

This is of course because this ship is not just a sailboat. I have to say that Franky is a genius shipbuilder who installed a complex power system on this ship. He originally planned to use Coke as a power source, but Vlad thinks it is a bit wasteful. After all, Coca-Cola seems to be very expensive as an energy source.

So under Vlad's suggestion, an internal combustion engine beyond the era appeared on the stage. Although it is not perfect, although the energy produced and the energy consumed are extremely mismatched, it can't stand Vlad's energy.

"Hey!"

"Why is the ship slowing down again?"

Vlad felt that the wind blowing on his face was getting smaller and smaller, and he shouted with some annoyance.

"I have no choice!"

The maid had a cigarette in her mouth, and her body was wrapped in bandages. "The gasoline was used up again."

"Is that so?"

Vlad shouted, "Chef! Chef! Come out and do your best!"

"Indeed, Mr. Captain,"

The helpless chef walked out of the cabin and smiled bitterly. "Use the sails occasionally. They're not for decoration."

"What are you talking about?"

Vlad jumped onto the deck.

"If we can travel faster, why not? Isn't this a waste of resources?"

"Chef, there is a reason I hope you understand. Wasting is a very bad behavior!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The chef shook his head, turned around and walked into the cabin. He was also a little helpless.

He could not help but feel helpless. It turned out that he had boarded the ship as a chef, but looking at it now, this man called Dino was far more than just used as a chef by Vlad.

First of all, as the second strongest man on the ship, he would undoubtedly be used as a combat officer. This was the preparation he had made before he boarded the ship.

However, what happened next was something he was not prepared for. He originally thought that the captain who had sailed through the new world would at least be a qualified navigator, but in the end, he was an old driver who advanced through the storm. Thus, he took up the role of a navigator. Although he was not skilled, there was no doubt that among the three people on the ship, he was the only man who had the qualities of a navigator. This made him very helpless.

Then there is no doctor, so he who has experienced basic medical education has to temporarily act as a ship doctor, and Dino, who is knowledgeable, also takes on the important task of popularizing science for his short-sighted captain and companions, and now, the most cheating, He actually became the energy source of this ship, is there anything more messed up ? He actually became the energy source of a ship!

The chef was also convinced. No wonder the captain was so happy when he saw his fruit ability.

After being recharged by the chef, the speed of the Platinum-Draig was once again raised, cutting through the blue sea and no longer sailing!

"Hey, maid, let me come to the meeting car, no, ship!"

Vlad entered the driver's seat, rubbed his hands and smiled at the maid who was in charge of the rudder.

"You?"

The maid looked up and down at Vlad and said, "Captain, didn't you say that you wouldn't do these things?"

"Hahaha!"

Vlad laughed. "I also want to try it occasionally. After all, this ship is super awesome!"

"That's good,"

The maid directly gave the rudder to Vlad, "I also want to sleep."

"Go, go, leave the rest to me!"

Vlad walked to the rudder confidently and watched as the maid walked out of the cabin.

"Hehe!"

Vlad held the rudder with both hands and smiled. "This speed is not bad. I haven't driven in a long time. Then,"

"Watch me drift"

Vlad turned the rudder fiercely.

"Bang!"

The ice sculpture of a woman that the chef had worked so hard to carve fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Eh?"

The chef was a little stunned and did not come back to his senses.

"Well, this is,"

Vlad saw a button next to the rudder and his eyes began to light up. "This is Wind Jet, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"I press!"

Bang!!!!!!!!!!

A loud noise was heard at the end of the ship, and then the body of the ship shook!

"Whoosh"

A huge sea ship, Platinum-Draig's stern sprayed out a long tail flame, and the huge hull directly soared into the sky and flew into the sky.

"Wahahahaha!"

"Awesome!"

Vlad held the rudder tightly and laughed out loud.

"Bang!"

The maid who had just laid on the bed directly slammed her head against the wall and let out a miserable cry.

A long, long time ago, the chef had just replenished his fuel. The ship flew in the sky for a long time before it slowly landed on the surface of the sea.

"Hahahaha, super awesome, super awesome!"

Vlad ran to the deck and laughed. "Hey, chef, come out and fill the fuel. Let's continue flying!"

"Fly my ass!"

The maid ran out, clutching the big bag on her head. Her face was full of anger.

"Captain, you are -"

The chef also walked out of the cabin with a rare bit of anger. He spent half a day to get the ice sculpture, but the moment he walked out of the cabin door, he was stunned.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Chef?" Vlad asked curiously as the maid tugged at his collar and shook him.

"This is,"

The chef pointed at the small island not far away and said in amazement, "This is the Isle of Music!"