Chapter 462 Before sailing
"That island is in the New World. In the center of the island is a large volcano that is active all year round but never erupts. There is a piece of metal the size of a fingernail on the island that is too heavy for an ordinary person to pick up. The scenery on the island is deadly tempting. You just need to find such an island."
Alan was originally planning to tell Vic, and he told it all when Vic asked him, without hiding anything and without putting forward any conditions.
"Gone?"
"Well, no more!"
"Are you sure your master has been to that island? How come such an important place doesn't even have a specific location? Did your master go there for nothing?"
Vic felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. You said so much before, and spoke so confidently, but now you tell me, 'I don't know where it is, you go look for it yourself.' I thought it would be an easy thing, but it turned out to be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Haha! My master told me this before he died. He knew that I was very obsessed with forging a famous sword, and my ambition was to forge an unrivaled sword, so he was very hesitant about whether to tell me about the island!
He was afraid that I would overestimate my own abilities and do something stupid, which would cut off the inheritance of the sect. When he finally made up his mind to tell me the location of the island, he died before he could tell me the specific place. I had no choice, otherwise I would have taken people there long ago!"
Alan smiled somewhat awkwardly. He was indeed a little embarrassed. It was like someone telling you that there was a number in tomorrow's lottery that would definitely win the jackpot, but you just didn't know what that number was. You could try it yourself. The number is there. You will win if you try more.
Alan still remembers the complicated and relieved look in his master's eyes when he breathed his last. He did not feel any regret for not telling him the specific location. His master probably did not want to tell him the location at all. His master knew his disciple too well. If he told him the location, he would probably let his disciple die. However, leaving some clues would give his disciple some thoughts.
"Then do you know how many islands with volcanoes there are in the New World? How long will it take to find them?"
What Vic said was true. Although there were only three magnetic routes in the New World and there didn’t seem to be many islands, it was still the New World’s waters that circled half of the entire planet!
There are indeed not so many islands with special magnetic forces, but there are really many islands without magnetic forces. Even if these islands are bypassed, it will not affect the subsequent navigation, but such islands are the most numerous in the New World.
"Well! You are still young, just take your time to look for it. Maybe if you are lucky you will find it this time. You never know!"
Alan was still a little embarrassed, so he took a big sip of wine to cover it up. After he finished the wine, he pretended to take a nap and no longer looked at Vic.
"Okay, stop pretending. Even though there's no specific place, I still want to thank you for telling me this news. Otherwise, I might have missed it if I really came across this island. Let's go!"
Seeing Alan's performance, Vic was a little amused and helpless. He just tilted his head back and drank all the wine in the bottle, then put two more bottles at Alan's feet. Then he stood up, said something, and left.
When Alan heard that Vic was about to leave, he opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Vic's back. When he saw that Vic was about to turn around to look at him, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He slowly opened his eyes until Vic's footsteps faded away. Seeing the two bottles of wine at their feet, the corners of Alan's mouth curled up again. The old man's happiness is so simple.
Afterwards, Vic went to the recruit camp to see Andrew again. Although the two had many conflicts when Vic was a recruit, they were all trivial matters and Vic didn't care at all.
Thinking about it now, they are some good memories, which are always more interesting than a stagnant life. When Vic arrived, Andrew was supervising the training of the new recruits.
Andrew and the new recruits were quite surprised at Vic's arrival. Vic is now a very popular figure in the Navy and an idol of the young marines. When they saw Vic coming, they looked over here frequently with fanaticism in their eyes!
Andrew often tells the new recruits about Vic, his senior from the previous class, and how Vic was trained and how he achieved what he has today. He is also very proud of this perverted kid under his command, as it takes many years to find one like him!
In order to establish prestige for the new recruits, Vic is the best tool and role model. The achievements of others are there, so he is not afraid of anything they say, and the young people also believe this.
Seeing Vic, a big shot, come to see instructor Andrew, what Andrew said to them before became more credible and he believed it without a doubt. He became more determined and his pace of training became more vigorous.
When Vic returned to the beachside cabin, Rebecca and the others had already packed up their things. Most of them had been placed on the warship in advance, leaving only those things that were still needed. Since there were not many things, it was easy to pack.
After a simple meal, Vic was free again, and continued to practice. Rebecca and the others were so excited that they couldn't concentrate on their practice. They wandered around the headquarters, talking and laughing non-stop.
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It was still daybreak but Rebecca and the others couldn't sleep, so they hurriedly packed up. They had been looking forward to today's voyage for a long time. Even Vic, who was meditating outside the house, was startled by them. Knowing their mood, Vic smiled and shook his head, then got up and went back into the house to pack up.
When Vic and his companions arrived at the beach, it was not yet fully light, but there were still many people busying about in the port.
The navy is still a very large organization, and the supplies it needs every day are countless, so it is normal for the port to be busy. However, it has nothing to do with Vic's warships. His warships have already been packed up and can set off at any time.
"Vic! This is what Sister Gion asked me to give you. This is her life paper. She said you know what she means. This one with my name on it was made for me by someone Sister Gion asked to help me. She also said that your life paper is in her hands. If you want it, go get it from her."
Rebecca handed the two pieces of life paper in her hand to Vic beside her and said, Vic's brows twitched when he heard Rebecca's words.
Of course he knew what Gion meant when he said he understood. Gion had said before that she didn't want to be a lieutenant general. Wasn't it for that little bit of lust? Vic finally pushed her away, but he also agreed to Gion's request to visit her from time to time.
But so much time had passed, and he thought Gion had turned over a new leaf and forgotten about this matter. He didn't expect that the life paper had been prepared long ago, but had not been given to him.
When Gion left the headquarters, he was still holding on to a lucky mentality, but now he has to face the reality. He has no choice but to go. Gion is holding his life paper in his hand. If he doesn't go, Gion will come to find him. It's a real threat. Vic couldn't help but sigh that this life paper is really a double-edged sword!