Chapter 28 Go home!

Chapter 28 Go home!

Half a day later, Vic arrived at the uninhabited island where the boat was launched. Vic's Moon Step had improved a lot, the time was longer, and the speed was faster. He did not stop in the doldrums for buffering, but went straight to the destination in one step. However, because of the large bag on his back, his speed was a little slower, and it still took him half a day to get here.

Almost two months passed, and the boat was still there, but there were many more creatures under the boat and a lot of bird droppings on the boat. Vic pulled the boat to the beach, only to hear cursing voices coming from it. When he came back, the boat had been cleaned.

After eating something on the island and recovering his strength, Vic took out the map and looked at the direction of Lep Island. He checked the compass to determine the direction and put the compass in his arms. The cabin was dried by the sun at this time. Vic pulled the boat to the seaside, put the big bag on the boat, and started his plan of pulling the boat and swimming again. Vic's swimming speed can now catch up with the motorboat.

Vic has returned to his physical training plan. When he was on the island in the doldrums, he didn't dare to dive because there were sea kings everywhere, so he gave up on underwater training. Now he has picked it up again. He has been training on the island for almost two months and has eaten so much food containing high-level spiritual energy. Now his body is much stronger.

Swimming during the day and diving at night, life is so monotonous but not boring. I have seen many merchant ships, cruise ships and pirate ships along the way. The arrogant pirates have all sunk into the sea. People on the merchant ships and cruise ships are surprised at Vic. Why doesn't he take the boat instead of pulling the boat, and the speed is so fast. What a weirdo! How could ordinary people like them know what Vic is thinking? Vic is too lazy to explain anything. He is the powerful one and they are the ones who are robbed.

......

A week later, Lep Island was offshore.

A cargo ship was unloading. A porter glanced at the sea in the distance while moving the cargo. He paused in his tracks, and the cigarette in his mouth fell onto the deck with a "pop".

"Hey, Auston, put your things down and leave quickly. Don't block the road, you bastard!" The middle-aged man with a cloth wrapped on his head and wearing a white sleeveless linen shirt slapped him on the shoulder.

"A...Amos, look, is there someone pulling a small boat on the sea?" After coming back to his senses, Austin wiped his face and pointed at the sea in the distance while holding Amos's hand.

"You're crazy from the heat, haha, how could there be someone on the sea... Damn, there really is someone running on the sea!" Amos pushed Austin away and stared at the sea.

"It's so fast, it's coming over here soon..." The others were attracted by the two people's exclamations, and came to the edge of the boat to watch the excitement, and were all pressed over.

"Is this still a person?"

Vic felt offended.

"This is a ghost ship, right? It's a ghost ship, so scary!"

A certain yellow monkey felt offended.

"This is a human, but there is a mechanism under his feet."

Everyone was talking about it, saying that the melon tasted delicious. After a while, the person came closer and everyone saw that it was indeed a tall man wearing a fur hat. No one said anything for fear of offending him and getting beaten.

This person was Vic. When he reached the sea, he stopped swimming and thought running was more cool.

If you say you can run on the sea, you are lying. Vic will tell you, "I can run in the air, but running on the sea is nothing. It's nothing."

He wore a hat to avoid getting tanned, otherwise the porters would never recognize him, the hero of Leap Island - Vic.

Vic ran onto the dock, raised one leg and stretched it behind him. The high-speed ship hit the sole of his feet, but his foot did not move at all and the ship stopped. The people on the cargo ship were dumbfounded and could not say a word. Where did this strong man come from? They were a little scared. What should they do? Should they call the hero of Lep Island - Vic?

Vic stood on the dock and looked around. "It's still the same as when I left, no change. It seems Rebecca has guarded this place well. I'll go back and reward her... Well, a piece of meat is ready, hehe!" Vic whispered.

Seeing that nothing had changed, Vic pulled down his fur hat, walked to the pier bollard, squatted down and tied the boat's rope to it.

Everyone on the cargo ship recognized Vic. After all, he had only been gone for four or five months, so the changes were not that great.

"It's Vic who's back, haha!"

"Yeah, our hero Vic is back." This is a cult favorite.

"I just want to say, Vic - the eternal God." He clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at Vic with his head slightly tilted, his face full of admiration.

"Vic has become stronger again, he's simply a monster," someone exclaimed, blowing out a puff of smoke.

"Let's go over and say hello. Why are you talking so much?" A group of people came to Vic and greeted him enthusiastically, and Vic responded one by one.

"Vic, you're not leaving this time."

"I'll be leaving after a few days at home. My training isn't over yet. I sneaked out, haha."

.......

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Vic smiled and greeted a healthy old man in his seventies outside the circle.

"Master Ba, I'll leave the boat here for a few days. Can you help me keep an eye on it?"

"It's okay, just go ahead and release it. Not a single nail will be lost." Ba Ye replied with a smile.

Uncle Ba is the guard of the dock. The town decided on him. The old man retired from the navy and was a soldier several years older than old man Garp. Although he is old, he is in good health and can run faster than young people. Most young people cannot beat him.

He's just a little lonely now, as he's alone and has no relatives. When Vic was in town, he would occasionally give him a few pounds of meat to go with his wine. Vic respects this old man who has devoted almost his entire life to the navy, and old man Ba ​​also admires Vic's character and his abilities very much.

"That's fine, Mr. Ba, come to our house for a drink today. We have delicious food." Vic invited with a smile.

"Okay, I'll have someone to replace me here when the time comes. You go home first. Maria and Rebecca miss you very much and talk about you every day!" Uncle Ba said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll go back now. See you tonight, Mr. Ba. See you later, everyone." Vic said hello to everyone and walked towards home with his big leather bag on his back.

"Go back!"

“Stay at home for a few more days”

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Everyone waved and went to move the goods, chatting and laughing, but the topic always revolved around Vic.

Old man Ba ​​also felt a little emotional, "There has been a big change. His temperament is different, and the light that occasionally appears in his eyes is as sharp as a knife. He has become a swordsman, a swordsman who is less than fifteen years old. Wow!" Old man Ba ​​is an experienced man. He did not serve in the navy for so many years in vain.

As Vic walked along, people greeted him along the way. They were a little surprised to see Vic suddenly come back with a big bag on his back, but they didn't ask any questions. They all respected this hero of the island. The town was still the same town, without any major changes, and it was still so harmonious and stable.

After seeing all this, Vic felt that what he and Rebecca had paid for the past few years was worth it. In this cruel world, people are either exploited by the world government or robbed by pirates. Fate is so unpredictable. The rope of fate has always been in the hands of the strong, and the weak cannot control their own destiny. At least now the island is relatively stable. As long as Vic can continue to become stronger, he can intervene in more things that he doesn't like and make his mind clearer.

When Vic returned home, he saw that it was still spotless and neatly arranged as when he left. Vic knew that someone often helped him clean. He curled his lips, put down his big bag, and prepared to go next door to see how the old lady was doing. As for Rebecca, he was not worried at all, she was a little fool who could eat and sleep.