Chapter 123 Command Power

The one who spoke had a fleshy face, a big golden beard hanging from his left hand, and stood up with a gloomy face.

"Touch!" Charles slammed his prosthesis on the table, looking at him provocatively without concealing his eyes. "I don't like people standing and talking to me, please sit back."

Jingouzi's eyes widened, his beard trembled, and the atmosphere in the entire cabin became a little tense.

But Charles didn't show restraint at all, and still looked at him provocatively. He did it on purpose, and he had to take this opportunity to confirm his control over the fleet.

Nominally, Charles is now the commander of the fleet, but the other captains still regard him as their employer.

Charles did not want to be their employer, but to lead the entire fleet through and through. The employer will only be ruthlessly abandoned by these guys at the critical moment of life and death.

Only those captains who become their actual controllers can be his real help, otherwise he would rather not have these help.

This is the same as choosing the lion king among lions. Humans are actually animals, and some habits are no different from other animals.

Perhaps in other places, the method will be more tactful, but it is so rough at sea.

Ke De, who was next to him with two black eyes, knew what Charles was doing. As an ally, he didn't want to drag Charles down at this time.

"You don't like people talking standing up? Then I don't like sitting down talking to others!!" Golden Hook walked up to Charles and looked down at him.

"Charles, right? I've heard of you, and I heard that you have explored many islands, but as a senior, I have to remind you that I was asked to command the fleet before, but I was too lazy to argue. After all, what the employer says is what, But if you think—”

Just as he was talking with disdain, he saw the strange black tattoo inside Charles' collar.

The previously disdainful expression changed instantly. As if he saw something very scary, his tall body shook suddenly, and he retreated in a panic and sat down on his own stool.

"Report...Report to Captain Charles, fresh water is easy to smell, my ship is filled with light mushroom wine, and there is a water tank, those things did not cause any damage to my ship before, about the crew..."

Listening to the golden hook's report, not only the other captains were very surprised, but so was Ke De.

They all thought that a fight was about to start just now, but this guy actually retreated in such a desperate manner?

Listening to the words of the golden hook, Charles' pen began to write in the notebook.

He didn't know why this guy suddenly gave in, but his goal had already been achieved.

After recording the information, Char immediately looked at a young man with a gloomy expression next to him. "The next one is you, tell me."

Facing Charles' aggressive gaze, the man subconsciously avoided and reported in a soft voice.

After picking out the thorns in the front, things behind will be much easier to handle. He recorded all kinds of data on the sixteen ships except the Narwhal.

"Amigo, you have the most fresh water on board. Give some of your fresh water to Monzi, and he loses some."

Although the captain who was named by Charles looked a bit ugly, he still nodded in agreement.

"Very well, it's all right, everyone go back, be vigilant at any time, I hope to see everyone go back alive in the end."

All the captains left, but Feuerbach did not leave. He said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Charles, don't worry, if there is anything unusual about them, I will report to you first."

Charles glanced at the green-haired guy next to him. "Are you familiar with them? Why can you know immediately if they have abnormalities?"

"Hehe, I like to make friends. My father told me that when there is one more friend in this world, there is one less enemy. During this time, I have become very familiar with them, but don't worry, No matter how familiar you are, I'm also on your side." Feuerbach explained naturally.

Charles met his gaze. "Are you really just exploring an island? Your strength is not bad. In the previous crisis, I remember that your ship seemed to be rescued by itself."

"Hahaha, good luck, just good luck, by the way, Mr. Charles, when I just swam over, I saw that the bottom of your boat was a bit broken, and I happen to have a skilled ship repairer under my command. Do you want to—"

"No, my crew can solve such a small problem by themselves." Charles refused firmly.

As if sensing Charles' vigilance, Ferba stopped talking, bent down to salute him with a smile on his face, turned around and walked to the side.

This incident passed quickly, and the fleet continued to set off, but some changes were found in the fleet.

Since that incident, the ships that used to be scattered in all directions began to line up spontaneously behind the Narwhal.

And between the ship and the ship, a rumor began to spread at some point that the captain named Charles was a big figure in the Fortan Sect.

If you don't want to be sacrificed to the fleet jointly formed by the Light God Sect and the Fortan Sect, you should obey the command obediently.

Charles didn't care much about these gossips that were beneficial to him, and he cared more about the guy named Feuerbach.

This guy was a little too enthusiastic, and would come to his own ship every now and then to show his hospitality, and secretly sent him all kinds of information from other ships.

It was another morning, and a note was sent to Char's desk, which said that an underwater monster was touched on Kede's boat yesterday. The believer still lost one of his arms.

"Mr. Charles, does he like you? Why does he write to you every day?" Lily said, holding a broken biscuit in her little paw.

Charles, who was writing his diary, stopped writing and looked at his gunner strangely. "Why do you have such an idea? Who did you learn from?"

"I sneaked to see the play in the theater, and that's how they did it."

Charles flicked his finger on the white mouse's head. "If you eat biscuits, go to the cafeteria and don't leave biscuit crumbs everywhere."

He didn't think this guy would be such a boring reason, this guy should have other purposes, but at present, this guy shouldn't spoil his own business.

"I don't like biscuits, I just use them to grind my teeth, otherwise the teeth will grow long."

Lily opened her mouth to Charles, revealing her white front teeth the size of a grain of rice.

Ignoring the gunner's actions, Charles took out the chart and began to calculate the remaining route.

As the distance to the supply island is getting closer. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous, but he couldn't show that nervousness. If he panicked, the crew would only panic even more.

Charles's thumb and index finger are on the chart, one end is in front of the fleet, and the other end is in the bright field. Charles' eyes are firm.