As a failure, I can

A shadow crossed his features, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "There really is! My dream...is to have a place of my own, plant some crops, fish a little, and just breeze through this damn life in this godforsaken world!",In the year 1520 of the Sea Calendar, twenty-two years after the death of the Pirate King, the age of pirates reigned supreme!,A gentle breeze passed by, as if adding another layer of awkwardness to the already uncomfortable situation.。