Odin family of pirates

"Someone came here just now?"

The old drunkard stepped on the white light on the ground and staggered out of the room.

"Well, it's just a stray cat."

Odin changed the subject: "I suggest you stop drinking, otherwise you will die early."

"You bastard, are you cursing me?" The old drunkard immediately stopped being drunk and took off one of his shoes and threw it over.

Odin dodged easily, holding his nose with one hand and waving away the smell with the other.

"Foolish people often don't like to hear the truth."

"You brat, hurry up and cook for me!" the old drunkard scolded with a smile.

He wasn't really angry.

In the past two years, there has been a gangster in the family, and life has been really brighter.

At first, he only felt soft-hearted when he picked the person back up. He planned to drive the person out after Odin had almost recovered from his injury.

But after this kid recovered from his injury, he would not leave until he was alive. He had to cook for himself, buy wine, and go to the mountains to pick up goods...

As time went by, the old drunkard stopped chasing people away, and it felt really good to have someone taking care of him.

In Odin's words, the old drunkard is old and it's time to take care of himself.

"That's right, old man."

Odin was about to cook when he suddenly thought of something and turned around and asked:

"I remember you said you had been to the town before...is there a martial arts gym there?"

"there's a few."

"How much is the registration fee?" Odin said excitedly.

"I don't know, and I don't recommend you go." The old drunkard curled his lips, seeming to be a little disdainful.

There is nothing to be learned from the tricks of fists and legs.

"I want to be stronger."

Odin's sudden words made the old drunkard stunned.

"reason?"

"What could be the reason? I just don't want to leave my life and death in the hands of others."

This is probably the first time Odin has spoken something from his heart to the old drunkard.

"This world is wonderful, but it is also very dangerous. First of all, I want to live forever, and then experience all the strange and interesting things in this world one by one."

"Survival requires strength, freedom requires strength, everything requires strength."

"Old drunkard, when I become stronger, you can live a life of drinking good wine every day, which can be regarded as repaying your life-saving grace."

Odin finished speaking with a smile, feeling much more relaxed.

Some words and some things make a big difference if you can say them.

Odin went to cook, leaving the old drunkard in a daze.

The cloudy eyes slowly gave birth to a sparkle that was rarely seen in the past.

After dinner.

Odin begins a new round of physical training.

This time, the old drunkard didn't leave. He just sat on the steps and watched quietly, occasionally taking a sip of wine.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Odin had questions on his head.

"If you practice like this, it's stupid, slow, and tiring. The upper limit is still low."

Odin was dissatisfied and retorted: "What do you know? Physical training is just a waste of time. Go back to the house and lie down!"

Odin thought that the old drunkard was just idle and bored, spewing trash talk for fun, and didn't care.

What does an old drunkard know about exercise?

"Not breathing right."

"The human body has an upper limit."

“And the way you breathe is the key to unlocking your body’s potential.”

Odin was startled and turned his head to look at the old man with an incomprehensible expression.

"Fudge?"

The old drunkard's forehead went dark, he walked up to Odin and started giving instructions on the spot.

"Three long, one short and then short, three short, one long and then long..."

Odin inexplicably felt like he was taking the CET-[-] and CET-[-] exams back then.

three days later.

Odin looked at the system interface with a complicated expression.

Name: Odin

Level: LV4

Talent: Self-healing LV4

Reputation: unknown

"This old man really didn't fool me..."

Odin planned to go to Aunt Rousi's tavern this afternoon to buy a bottle of good wine to reward the old drunkard.

In fact, it is just flattering.

"Work first."

Carrying the wooden basket on his back, Odin was ready to go out.

With the improvement of self-healing ability and the increasing intensity of exercise, the consumption of meat has also increased significantly.

Collecting mountain products alone is already making ends meet, so Odin plans to make his own meat today.

......

After half an hour.

Arriving in the forest, Odin didn't stop much and walked straight into the depths.

On the way, he accidentally discovered a rare medicinal plant that could be sold for more than 1000 beli.

Just as he was about to pick it and put it into the basket, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"do not move!"

Three thin black men carrying baskets on their backs walked towards them quickly, showing great momentum.

"That's what we saw first!"

Odin was speechless. This kind of thing was not uncommon in the mountains and forests.

Working in groups of three to five can not only prevent others from snatching goods, but also allow you to snatch others at the right time.

A lone ranger like Odin usually chooses remote areas to avoid running into others.

He did indeed do this, but he still encountered it, which can only mean bad luck.

"No."

Odin was straightforward. If it had been before, he might have given in.

But now that the physical fitness is 1.4 times that of ordinary people, and with weapons in hand, it is no longer fun to be cowardly.

"Damn it, how dare you be so arrogant on your own."

One of the thin, grumpy men rushed forward and reached out to push Odin, but was kicked back and fell flat on his butt.

"Go together!"

Seeing this, the other two men didn't hesitate. They picked up their fists and started swinging them upwards.

Troubles come out of poor mountains and bad waters.

......

Not many rounds.

The three of them fell to the ground one after another, with several outward wounds on their bodies.

It was so turbulent when it came, but it was so embarrassing when it escaped.

He didn't even take the basket, and the hard-earned mountain products in it were all cheap to Odin.

But his mind was obviously not on this, and he lowered his head and thought about something.

"No experience... try again."

Odin continued to move forward, and when he reached the depths of the mountain forest, he began to be cautious.

Slow down and move gently.

Susu~

Hearing the movement behind him, Odin immediately turned around.

There is a thick bush behind, about half a person tall.

Picking up a stone and throwing it over, the bushes made another noise from behind.

"Is it a rabbit?" Odin slowly approached.

Whoosh!

A cold light suddenly struck from behind the bush, and Odin took two steps back to avoid it.

It's a man with a dagger in his hand!

When the man saw that the sneak attack failed, he turned around and ran away.

"It's you?"

Odin was surprised. Isn't this the wolf cub who hid in his house that day?

Only then did the young man realize that he had stabbed the wrong person.

"What's your name?"

Odin looked at this arrogant young man.

His clothes were in tatters, his face was pale, his eyes were gray, and he was so thin that he seemed to have only a skeleton left.

"Meisner...Mateo Meisner." The young man's tone was very weak.

"Mai, right? Why are you here?"

Chi!Chi!

Before Meisner could answer, a heavy gasp approached him.

Odin reacted and quickly picked up the wooden basket and threw it at it, forcing the black figure to take a step back.

It was a wolf.

A gray wolf half as tall as a man.

Meisner didn't have time to thank Odin and hurriedly ran away.

The wild wolf turned his head and stared at Odin, his eyes glowing green.

Odin was not panicking. He had simulated various battle ideas many times before he came.

Basically, it's a defensive and counterattack strategy. Wait for the beast to pounce first, then dodge sideways, and then kill with a single blow.

For this reason, he deliberately practiced short-distance evasion moves such as sideways and rolls many times at home.

One man and one wolf faced each other, their eyes locked.

No one takes action.

The wolf is a very patient animal, especially the dog-legged knife in Odin's hand that makes it feel vaguely threatened.

After a moment, the gray wolf took two steps back.

The wolf turned its head backwards at half an angle, as if preparing to retreat.

Odin also seemed a little relaxed and put down the dog-leg knife in his hand.

suddenly!

The wolf is moving!