Luo Ya, who had slept for an unknown amount of time, was woken up by a knock on the door.
I stood up and opened the locked bedroom door. Standing at the door was a middle-aged man holding a long camera tube. He wore thick spectacles and had a distinctive hairstyle with a lot of hair in the middle.
"Hello, Mr. Luo Ya, I am Derek, the reporter of News Agency. I took a few photos of the battle between you and the dragon, but they were not satisfactory. I originally wanted to wait for you to wake up and stand next to the faucet to take a photo, but you have been sleeping for three days and have finished all the food I brought, so I came to disturb you."
Derek said, grabbing his thigh uneasily.
Luo Ya was stunned for a moment after hearing this, lit a cigarette and took a puff, and then he woke up from the dazed state of just waking up.
"Oh, all the animals on the island died in the previous battle and you were unscathed? Photos are easy to say, but I have one request. Don't write any long articles in the newspaper. Just write four big characters. Dragon Slayer! Can you do it?"
"No, no problem. There is no Dragon Slayer process, only the results are more eye-catching."
"Haha, I happen to be hungry too. Let's go eat first." Luo Ya said, putting his arm around Derek's shoulders and walking towards the kitchen.
Derek expressed his great gratitude and showed his superb cooking skills, at least much better than Luo Ya.
A large amount of vegetables and meat in the cold storage were cooked by Derek and turned into delicious dishes, together with a large bowl of egg fried rice at the end.
Paired with ice-cold beer, Luo Ya will enjoy the meal.
After eating Luo Ya, Derek ignored the dishes. He smoked a cigarette and thought for a while before dialing a long-lost Den Den Mushi.
"Moses Moses, this is Black Gold Chamber of Commerce."
"Oh, I am Luo Ya. Does your business have the technology to process dragon skin? Make it into clothes or something."
"Dear Mr. Luo Ya, please leave it to our Chamber of Commerce to deal with it." Black Gold Chamber of Commerce's voice suddenly became louder after hearing the news about Long Pi.
"Haha, didn't I just deposit one billion Beli with you before? Do you have any Supreme Grade Sword for sale?"
"For Supreme Grade Sword, you need to check the information of the Chamber of Commerce, but a handful should have been sold thirteen years ago. Now there should be only clues about the other Great Grade Sword."
"Okay, I'm in Grand Line's Lava Island, and those Beli, you can replace them with Great Grade Sword or Supreme Grade Sword's messages, or Devil Fruit or something like that."
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Luo Ya." After the phone was silent for a while, a surprised voice came again.
"Mr. Luo Ya, there is a fleet of our Chamber of Commerce in the waters near Lava Island. According to their speed, they will arrive in about four or five hours."
"Okay, I'm on the east side of the island." Luo Ya hung up the phone after saying that.
I was thinking about how to take photos that would make me look handsome. At least they should match the four characters Dragon Slayer.
Derek, who was finishing up the dishes at the side, saw Luo Ya finishing the phone call and came over, "Sir Luo Ya, are you going to make this dragon skin into clothing?"
As he spoke, he stroked the dark red dragon skin.
"Of course, otherwise this thing can't be eaten. It has only one use."
"I suggest you take the photo after the clothes are finished. I can design a set for you. Then you wear the clothes made of dragon skin and stand next to the faucet and strike some handsome poses. With the hand Dragon Slayer, you will definitely be a Big News Morgans!"
"Haha, the Chamber of Commerce will be here in five hours. If I am satisfied with the design, I will give you one."
Derek was overjoyed to get the promise. After all, he watched the whole battle between Luo Ya and Fire Dragon.
Dragon skin's defense is visible, and wearing dragon skin clothing can greatly improve his safety.
You must know that the profession of journalist in this world is also extremely dangerous, and some strong people can easily lose their lives in the aftermath of battles.
Derek quickly took out a pen and paper from his backpack and started writing.
Luo Ya ignored him, went up to the third floor, took out a beach chair, grabbed a few bottles of beer and lay down on the deck, drinking wine leisurely and waiting for the arrival of Black Gold Chamber of Commerce's fleet.
Just when Luo Ya was lying drowsy, the shadow coming from the distance made Luo Ya cheer up.
Only twelve large sailing ships were seen, with black gold coin patterns printed on the sails. Six smaller sailing ships equipped with artillery guarded the six sailing ships in the middle.
As the fleet arrived, a man wearing a suit with a black gold coin pattern printed on the back ran and jumped aboard Black Pearl.
After the man got on the boat, he caressed the dragon skin and head obsessively. He muttered, "What a great dragon skin, with excellent defense and light weight."
"Haha, can you handle it?" Luo Ya said from the side.
After hearing this, the man reluctantly moved his eyes away from the dragon skin, "Mr. Luo Ya, I am Jeron, the manager of Black Gold Chamber of Commerce. We have special processing technology and equipment for these dragon skins. We can process them for you on the fleet."
Luo Ya was overjoyed after hearing this. He didn't expect it to be so convenient. He immediately asked him to communicate with Derek and take a look at a set of clothes according to the style he designed.
Jeron quickly waved his hand, and two women dressed as tailors came out of the fleet, taking rulers to measure Luo Ya's whole body.
After the measurement was completed, he returned to the ship with the drawings drawn by Derek and a piece of dragon skin.
"Mr. Luo Ya, the processing of the dragon skin will still take some time. I have prepared a banquet on the ship. Let's board the ship to discuss matters related to another transaction?"
Luo Ya, who had been lying on the deck all afternoon, was also a little hungry, so he called out to Derek to signal Jeron to lead the way.
A group of people entered the largest sailing ship under the leadership of Jeron.
After entering the interior of the sailboat from the deck, Luo Ya was stunned by the magnificent decoration inside.
It was just a steward's car. Once inside, it was decorated with jewels. The walls were either made of gold ornaments or various antique calligraphy and paintings. We walked all the way to a spacious hall and sat down one by one under the leadership of Jeron.
As everyone sat down, Jeron clapped their hands, and a large number of waiters brought various food trays and drinks to the table.
Luo Ya was not polite at all. He opened his arms and started eating. The fish with ivory tusks and the caviar made from roe larger than a table tennis ball made Luo Ya very addicted to it.
After drinking and eating, Jeron wiped his mouth and said, "Mr. Luo Ya, our Chamber of Commerce does not currently have Supreme Grade Sword, but there are two clues about him, do you need them?"
"How do you sell clues?" Luo Ya asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"These two clues are accurate clues mastered by our chamber of commerce. They come with a chart and Eternal Pose. There is a 90% certainty that they can be found. Each one costs 500 million Beli."
"Haha, it's so easy to find, why didn't you guys get it long ago?"
"Because it is chargeable, I can only say that the combat power on these two islands is not low. If our chamber of commerce forces a landing on the island, there will be a lot of casualties. After weighing the pros and cons, we believe that the value of the dead people is higher than Supreme Grade Sword, so we put it aside."
Luo Ya nodded when he heard this. Just like this Fire Dragon, a true sect can definitely die if they are piled up, but a dead strong man can make far more money than he gains. A shrewd businessman will definitely not do a loss-making business. The reason why he didn't agree immediately was just a subconscious bargaining. After all, there are only these Beli.
Luo Ya thought for a while and then made a request, "Help me find the island where the knife is located. I need these two clues."
"Please describe the appearance and user of this knife in detail, including the name of the knife and the legend attached to it."
"It's called Seven-Star Sword. It's a green double-edged long sword. It's said to be a cursed demon sword. It seems to be the proof of the king of the Asuka Kingdom. It absorbed the resentment and blood of countless people and was sealed by some god. That's probably it."
Luo Ya tried hard to recall the memory of his past life and described it with difficulty.
Jeron was writing and drawing on a piece of paper with a pen on the side. As Luo Ya was talking, he handed the paper in his hand to the waiter beside him.
The waiter picked up the paper and left.
While several people were waiting for news about Seven-Star Sword, the two women dressed as tailors came in carrying a windbreaker.
Luo Ya and Derek's eyes lit up. They stood up and took the clothes and found that it was a high-collar windbreaker. The overall color was dark red, and other materials used on the cuffs and collar were dark gold.
After putting on the windbreaker, Luo Ya looked in the mirror and was very satisfied with the style designed by Derek. With Derek's thanks, he gave it to him with a wave of his hand.
While Luo Ya was admiring Dragon Skin Trench Coat, the previous waiter came back and said something in Jeron's ear before leaving again.
Jeron looked at Luo Ya with a wry smile and said, "Mr. Luo Ya, we don't have any specific news about Seven-Star Sword, but there is news about an island. The island is called Asuka Island. It is a large island, but there are only a few villages on it now. There has always been a legend about the demon sword Seven-Star Sword."
Luo Ya said in surprise, "One billion, these three messages, plus half of the dragon skin processed, I will give you a ten-meter-long dragon skin as a reward for transporting the remaining dragon skin and dragon head."
After Jeron thought about it for a while, he decided to sell Luo Ya to save face. Besides, he made a lot of money from this business. Just the scraps from making dragon skin made him a lot of money.
After the two reached an agreement, Jeron handed the booklet made of three clues to Luo Ya, and ordered his men to transport the dragon skin into the interior of the sailboat, and the dragon head was also used for anti-corrosion treatment.
Of course, I didn't forget to ask them to tailor a jacket for Derek.
After Jeron agreed, Luo Ya borrowed his Den Den Mushi and made a long-lost phone call.
"Moses Moses, this is Maynard."
"Moses Moses"
"Moses Moses this is Maynard can you hear me?"
"Moses Moses"
"You're fucking dead in Moses Moses." Den Den Mushi played Dezi's furious old face vividly.
"Hahahahaha Dezi, you are still so angry."
"Luo Ya You brat, it took you so long to call me after you went to sea! Why are you so capable? The newspapers report your news every day."
"Hahaha, that's necessary, isn't it?"
"Stop farting and tell me what you are calling me for. You kid can't call me if you have nothing to do."
"It's nothing, I asked people from Black Gold Chamber of Commerce to mail you some good things, let me know."
"Good stuff? What stuff?" Maynard asked doubtfully,
"Stop asking so many questions Dezi, just read the newspapers carefully these two days."
Hearing what Luo Ya said, Maynard didn't ask further questions. After all, his only apprentice rarely thought of him. The two chatted about home affairs for a while before hanging up the phone.
Jeron on the side said, "Mr. Luo Ya, the price of transporting goods from the Great Voyage to West Blue is very high."
"Cash on delivery, then you ask this old guy for money."
"Okay, our Chamber of Commerce has mature technology, and the processing of these dragon skins will probably be completed tomorrow morning."
Luo Ya nodded with satisfaction, lit a cigarette and returned to Black Pearl to sleep, while Derek stayed on the big ship. After all, Luo Ya's ship only had one bedroom. Before Luo Ya woke up, he had used a sleeping bag on the island. Naturally, he would not run back to the island if he could sleep on a big and soft bed.