Pirate's Swamp Fruit

After untying the handcuffs on the old guy's hands, Wilder walked to the cell door, thought for a while and unlocked the cell door, but did not open it and kept it as it was. .biqugev

After struggling for a while, the old guy had already entered a state of extreme hypoxia, and his struggling movements became weaker.

Wilder didn't even know his head, his right hand had turned into a swamp and connected to the old guy.

"Gu... gu..."

The swamp on the old guy's body began to squirm, and the swamp transformed by Wilder's right hand was transported back into his body.

At the same time, Wilder's body also turned into a swamp, turning into threads and hiding in the cracks in the ground.

As for the old guy on the ground who was unconscious due to lack of oxygen...

The corner of Wilder's mouth couldn't help but curl up. He believed that this old guy would also be curious about the situation of the prison door after he woke up and found that the handcuffs on his hands were untied.

Then... there will be a good show at that time.

Wilder retracted the smile on his lips and his eyes became deep and reserved. "Once the show starts, my opportunity will come."

Back in his own cage, Wilder sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and this time he did not stay in the depths of the cage, but sat openly and aboveboard not far from the cell door.

He was thinking, this action made him discover some shortcomings of his devil fruit ability.

"The binding force and stickiness are very strong. This is a major advantage. Once the enemy is stuck in the swamp, it is difficult to escape. However, the disadvantage is that the quality of the swamp is too soft and does not have strong attack capabilities. When encountering agile types, If the opponent's restraint is not effective, it will easily become useless."

"There is also a problem of plasticity. The fluid is not easy to control, and it will collapse when it encounters an impact."

Then...

Wilder opened his eyes, and he had already made up his mind on what to do now. Leaving aside the development of other characteristics, these two weaknesses of the Swamp Fruit must be overcome as soon as possible.

As for development in other directions, as long as it is within the characteristics of the swamp, Wilder believes that it will appear as his ability to use the fruit improves.

He is not used to allowing himself to have weaknesses, if he has to choose between using more abilities and eliminating weaknesses, he will choose the latter first.

Despite this, these two weaknesses cannot be overcome in a short while. Wilder understands that just like his next plan, this will be a big project, even... far beyond.

"How to make the swamp switch between hard and soft? Uh heh heh... I have no idea at all." Wilder couldn't help but let out a deep laugh, he was aroused by the challenge of his own idea.

Facing a problem that he can't figure out for a while, Wilder has a good habit of putting it on hold for a while. Soon, he put aside the idea of ​​controlling the softness of the swamp, and turned to thinking about the second problem. .

"The shaping problem lies in control and making some subtle changes to the nature of the quagmire, both of which are aimed at better serving and cooperating with each other, and the latter has something to do with the soft and hard problems of the quagmire."

"That is... if you want to solve the plastic problem, you must better control the swamp and at the same time change the nature of the swamp so that it can produce changes that are helpful to it."

"It's really a headache!..." Wilder showed an expression that was both helpless and excited.

Wilder had a hunch that as soon as he solved the first plastic problem, the first soft and hard problem would not be far from being solved.

"Hmm... I can't help it anymore, let's start." Wilder got up and walked towards the depths of the cage, and glanced at the opposite side before turning around, but there was no movement.

Time flies by like a fleeting horse, and another two days pass in the blink of an eye.

Wilder, who had been staring at the opposite side, found that the old guy opposite was showing signs of restlessness.

Watching the old guy on the opposite side pretending to be walking around the cell door with a pair of handcuffs that had long since lost their function, Wilder couldn't help showing an inexplicable smile.

Uh heh heh...

So... how many days can you endure?

Wilder wanted to see, what choice would a person who said to others not to try to escape in such a situation face this situation?

Or should I say what kind of performance?

After watching for a while, Wilder turned around and plunged into the darkness. Playing with cats and mice was his hobby, but it was insignificant compared to becoming stronger. There was no such thing as inseparability between the two in him.

The reason for paying attention is just that the next plan requires his cooperation.

He will never relax the two weaknesses of Swamp Fruit. Time will never be enough for Wilder. It is a joke if he wants to escape from the city without enough strength. With that man around, he needs to be strong to escape. strength to support.

Back in the depths of the dark cage, Wilder immediately devoted himself to training the fruit ability.

The body turned into a quagmire and spread in the darkness, and Wilder gradually increased his control and understanding of the fruit's ability during the exploration.

Time passed silently, and the swamp was spreading silently in the darkness, and Wilder had basically achieved further control over the swamp.

It is no longer difficult for him to turn his body into a linear swamp. Whether it is the swamp formed by his body itself or the more swamp he secretes, Wilder can skillfully control them into a single line. Line, and can make it move steadily with its own manipulation or make slow movements.

At this point, the problem of shaping has made the first progress, but it is not enough. What Wild wants is the kind of real shaping, like the kind of arm and finger.

"Crack!"

Wilder was controlling the flow of his lower body when suddenly his ears moved, and a slight sound came into his ears.

The body quickly condensed into a human form. Wilder looked towards the prison door, and was about to make a move when a long alarm suddenly sounded throughout the lv2 floor.

The opposite cell door was completely opened, and Wilder walked out from the darkness, looking at the empty cell where the old guy had long disappeared, a trace of excitement, excitement, and suppressed smile couldn't help but surfaced on his face.

"Finally... still can't bear it anymore?"

The old guy's escape quickly caused restlessness in the entire lv2 floor, and the murderer screamed excitedly while clutching the iron cage.

The jailer was looking for the figure of the old guy everywhere, and Wilder looked at everything in front of him unmoved.

On both sides of the aisle, there are murderers beating on the cage, screaming, roaring, grinning, excited, and reveling. They are lucky to have a restless day, so they revel.

Yes, no one thought otherwise, some cheered the old guy, some booed the jailer, but no one wanted to take advantage of it.

Wilde glanced curiously at the cage separated by the wall, it was surprisingly quiet inside.

Wilder remembered that there was a criminal imprisoned inside, as for why he didn't yell like other criminals?Wilder said it wasn't his concern.

The turmoil in the prison had completely reached its peak, and the smile on the corner of Wilder's mouth became more and more intense, as he turned his gaze to the empty cage opposite.

"Then... let's begin."

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