One Piece, the world belongs to you

For about ten hours, Mo Zixiao looked at the people lying on the ground and felt a little headache.

Ah, really, even though Big Mom’s crazy lady is not here, the abilities of the Four Generals and her children are too troublesome. She wasn’t so brave last time in the Yonko’s territory, right? It’s such a pain to put away.

Mo Zixiao pursed his lips and planned to close the space, but his foot was caught by the sudden appearance of the biscuit.

"Ahem..." Crackle lay on the ground, trying hard to raise his head: "Don't, don't even think about leaving!"

"We haven't lost yet, cough cough cough..." Cracker's voice was weak and stubborn.

Mo Zixiao was silent for a moment and looked around. The four generals just didn't have the strength to stand up, but they were still awake.

Mo Zixiao pursed his lips knowing that the matter was not over yet.

Ah, it's so annoying. Although the time flow rate in the dead space is much slower than outside, I always feel that Ace is about to wake up. But they have promised Big Mom not to hurt their lives, but the power of the dead space is too great. I I can't control it well either.

Anyone who is hostile to me will be severely injured when I take back the space. Those who are awake will be beaten to death. If they receive severe injuries again, I am afraid most of them will die...

Forget it, I agreed to bigmom...

Mo Zixiao sighed deeply in his heart. Without breaking free from the shackles of the cookie, he squatted down and looked at the cracker: "Let go." Wouldn't it be nice to resolve it peacefully? I have to fight and kill...

"Don't let go!" Cracker was extremely tough.

Mo Zixiao:......

I want to curse, but my hands are itchy.

After reciting bigmom three hundred times in his mind, Mo Zixiao calmly continued to dissuade: "You won't win. If you don't believe me, ask Katakuri."

"Ahem, cough... Of course we know." Katakuri, who was sitting on the rice cake, said, "Ahem, but mom's body can't hold on any longer. We cough, we must win..."

Mo Zixiao: ...Stop coughing. If you cough again, you will die. Bigmom is unreasonable and will definitely come to trouble me.

After a moment of silence, a vague sigh hit everyone in the Big Mom Pirate Group: "I agree to the deal."

Katakuri and the others subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the source of the sound.

The young man's face was expressionless, but there was helplessness between his brows. The silver threads hung slightly, and he was as beautiful as a picture scroll under the ups and downs.

"Let go." Ignoring the stunned look of the four generals, Mo Zixiao spoke calmly and kicked the foot that was caught by the biscuit as a sign.

"No! Who knows if you are lying to us?!" Cracker subconsciously retorted.

"Let go." Katakuri's voice was muffled by the scarf.

"Brother!" Crackle's tone was bad, and his voice revealed something inappropriate.

"If Ahem, he thought, we would have died a long time ago, Ahem..." As expected of the real brains of the Big Mom Pirates, following Katakuri's words, Cracker reluctantly lifted the cookie hand: "Brother... "

Mo Zixiao came to Katakuri expressionlessly and raised his head slightly - why are you so tall? ! Even if the other person is sitting, he still has to look up!

However, the young man's face remained as usual, showing no resentment at all: "Let's talk."

"Ahem..." Katakuri said nothing, coughing and nodding.

Mo Zixiao was not annoyed and said in a calm tone: "The space fragments are the original power of my fruit. With my current strength, I cannot fully obtain it."

He wasn't lying. Currently, his fruit has just awakened and he really can't take all of it.

"What?! What the hell..." Cracker, who had been quiet for less than two minutes, suddenly became furious and was about to lie on the ground and curse.

"Shut up! Ahem, keep talking." Katakurihu glared and suppressed his playboy brother.

Mo Zixiao:......

Okay, so fierce!

"I can take out about 80% of the energy of the space debris in bigmom's body in three times, but I can't do the space debris." After a pause, Mo Zixiao spoke silently.

"Impossible! Do you want to take control of mom's life?! Mom won't agree!!" Sure enough, Cracker's high-pitched voice sounded again.

"Shut up!!" Katakuri's voice enveloped Cracker with a domineering aura, and at the same time he said to Mo Zixiao: "Ahem, cough, cough, no, mother's body..."

"The rest will not affect Big Mom's body." Mo Zixiao calmly dismissed Katakuri's worries: "I will not threaten her, as long as she does not come to trouble me."

"Ahem, when does it start?" After a moment of silence, Katakuri looked at Mo Zixiao.

Mo Zixiao looked at Katakuri expressionlessly: "...I will go to Cake Island in half a month. From now on, I will go every three months."

"Ahem, okay, then, ahem, wish us a happy cooperation?" Katakuri stretched out his hand.

"...Happy." What a ghost! ! !

Rolling his eyes inwardly, Mo Zixiao saw an emerald bottle appear in his hand. It was the last bottle containing Marco's immortal fire.

Mo Zixiao used the power of space to pour immortal flames on everyone's body with an expressionless expression. Watching the BifMom group rolling around to heal their wounds, Mo Zixiao nodded with satisfaction.

This time, even if he was seriously injured, he wouldn't die.

With a flash of silver light, the dead space was retracted, Mo Zixiao's face suddenly turned pale, and everyone in Big Mom gradually woke up.

"Thank you." Katakuri, who was completely uninjured, stood on the boat and looked at the little general in front of him with a complicated expression.

"Yes." Mo Zixiao nodded. It's time to thank me. Marco only gave three bottles in total. The last bottle was used on you, which was a waste.

Completely forgetting the purpose of his first two bottles, Mo Zixiao glanced at the confused Katakuri unhappily.

"From now on, we will be at your disposal." Katakuri said solemnly, confused.

"Hey! It's only once! Don't be too greedy!" Cracker, who was also harmless, added arrogantly.

"No need. You guys are not strong." Mo Zixiao said very seriously - even I can't beat you, and when I ask for help, you definitely can't help!

The cookie man who didn’t understand it at all, but knew what the other person said was right:! ! !

"Ah! Brother, don't stop me! I'm going to fight him!!"

"Stop making trouble." Holding down his arrogant brother, Katakuri turned to Mo Zixiao, who was still expressionless: "No one can predict the future. I believe that you will need our power one day." It doesn't have to be force. Sometimes intelligence, time, and lack of time are more important.

"We can just remember this favor." There is no need to remember it. It will be useful to us when the time comes, and we will help when the time comes.

Mo Zixiao looked at the serious Katakuri expressionlessly:...

Forget it, what about love?

"random."

With a flash of silver light, Mo Zixiao, too lazy to refute, returned to Bucky's boat and watched the Big Mom Pirates go away.

The young man's silver-gray eyes were filled with sighs.

What a strange person, Katakuri.

"Phew! I slept so comfortably!" A lazy voice woke up Mo Zixiao's mind: "Hey? Why is it so quiet?"

Mo Zixiao turned around and looked at the stupid Ace.

"Mo Zixiao? When did you come?" Ace tilted his head in confusion.

Mo Zixiao, who was inexplicably struck by her cuteness, pursed her lips and said, "Just now."

Bucky, who was watching the whole process and still being threatened:...

Believe it or not, you are such a bad old man!