Pirates: I, who cultivated phantom beasts, made myself emperor

Cheng Cheng calmed down his slightly hurried breathing, stepped on the moon, and walked slowly towards the Red Foss.

After Cheng Cheng's feet landed on the deck.

Shanks had also stood up, holding a glass of wine in each hand, and said with a smile: "Now that you are on the boat, you are my red-haired friend. Whether what you just said is true or false, it doesn't matter, ah Ha ha ha ha!"

Only when Cheng Cheng saw the red-haired man one meter away at close range did Cheng Cheng really see the man clearly.

He has a well-proportioned figure, with only one button on his white shirt, and brown cropped pants with patterns on his lower body. He wears flip-flops casually on his feet, making him look very casual.

Only with the famous sword Griffin slung across his waist can he be considered a captain.

There are three slanted scars around his left eye, and the short stubble around his mouth not only does not make him look greasy, but instead adds a bit of domineeringness that a mature man should have.

Cheng Cheng also knew that a long time ago he was wearing a straw hat on his head, but later the straw hat was given to his brother Luffy.

"Red-haired Shanks, I finally see you." Cheng Cheng said with the same smile, then took the red wine handed over by the red-haired man and drank it in one gulp.

Red-haired Shanks asked doubtfully: "Are you looking for me?"

Cheng Cheng shook his head and did not answer the red-haired question. He was a grown man himself and could never say anything, such as "I have always wanted to meet you, you are the person I have admired since I was a child."

"Shanks, I came to you today to help you recover from your broken arm." Cheng Cheng shook the empty wine glass in his hand and said in a deep voice.

Shanks smiled, turned around and slumped down on the chair, "It's been so many years. My broken arm was eaten by a sea king in the East China Sea. How can I recover it again?"

"Don't tell me that you are installing a prosthetic limb on me. If that's the case, I can only thank you. The broken arm now feels quite manly to me."

"I no longer care about these things."

"After all, we are pirates. If we don't lack arms and legs, it won't feel like that!"

After the red-haired Shanks finished speaking, no one on the ship found it funny, and all of them looked serious.

Cheng Cheng looked serious, stared at Shanks and said slowly: "You may have misunderstood. I want to help you grow an arm again, not some bullshit prosthesis."

"Impossible, impossible! No one in this world can do such a thing." The red-haired man shook his head and took a sip of wine with a smile.

He is already at the top of this world and knows a little more than ordinary people.

But in his mind, this thing was still impossible.

Cheng Cheng just stood there, his pale golden eyes looking at Shanks very firmly.

Although Shanks didn't believe it, others around him became interested and looked at Cheng Cheng with increasing intensity.

The fat man biting the big bone came closer and asked: "You...can you really do it?"

"Yes!" Cheng Cheng replied briefly.

Jesus came closer and asked, "How do you know you will succeed?"

"I've done it before!" Cheng Cheng continued to answer.

After everyone around heard Cheng Cheng's words, their eyes widened and they were shocked.

And the rock-hard look they looked at Cheng Cheng didn't seem fake.

"Is what he said true?" Someone whispered softly.

This made many people believe it.

If this young man can really do it, it will definitely be the biggest happy event for their red-haired pirate group in these years.

Beckman jumped down from the high mast, tiptoed lightly, and landed on the deck. The thin cigarette in his mouth was emitting wisps of smoke. He looked at Cheng Cheng with sharp eyes and said.

"You are quite strong, but I hope you understand the consequences of deceiving our red-haired pirates."

Cheng Cheng smiled and nodded gently, with a firm tone, "If I can't do it, you can kill me."

After hearing what Cheng Cheng said, those people finally looked at Cheng Cheng with a little more trust.

Even Beckman was trembling slightly. He turned to the red-haired man and said, "Captain, why don't you let him try?"

The redhead laughed loudly, "Beckman, what's wrong with you today, that you even believe such a thing?"

Others around him started to persuade him.

"Boss, give it a try. I don't think this guy is someone who talks nonsense!"

"That's right, let's give it a try. If this guy dares to lie, I'll kill him right now."

Jesus stood aside and said, "I think we might as well listen to what method he used to recover his arm first, and then we can judge the possibility of this matter."

The red-haired man raised his hand and slowly poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to Cheng Cheng, "Since the brothers have said so, I will listen to your approach."

Cheng Cheng held the wine glass tightly, his palms full of sweat. He took a deep breath. This time when he came to see the red hair, the most dangerous moment was coming.

"Don't worry, even if you don't ask, I will tell you the specific method and the pros and cons, and then it's up to you to choose."

Cheng Cheng leaned against the Red Forth and said in a deep voice: "Shanks, if you want to grow a new arm, you must first sign a contract with me. After signing this contract, I will I will have absolute control over you three times, and then I only need to consume the control once to make you grow your arms again."

"My method is that simple, and I personally conducted an experiment some time ago, so I am very confident. As for how to choose, it depends on you.":

As soon as Cheng Cheng finished speaking, everyone fell into silence.

The lively atmosphere suddenly became peaceful and silent.

No one spoke anymore, they all lowered their heads in deep thought with solemn expressions, quickly weighing the pros and cons of this matter in their minds.

As the fog on the sea gradually dissipated, the visibility on the sea gradually increased, and the boundless sea gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Cheng Cheng carefully looked at the structure of the ship and guessed where the check-in place for the mission was. However, if he didn't solve the matter in front of him now, he would not be able to move around the ship at will.

After a moment of silence, everyone on the deck slowly began to make sounds again.

"This guy isn't going to say it's true, is he? Is this his Devil Fruit ability?"

"If this is really the case, then the captain's arm may really recover. This is definitely a great thing for our red-haired pirates!"

"No! No! This kind of thing is too dangerous. If what he said is true, then he has absolute control over the boss three times. Who knows what this guy of unknown origin will make the boss do?"

"Yes, what if we use this to control the boss? Then our entire red-haired pirate group will be his puppets!"

"No! It's too risky!" Even Vice Captain Beckman frowned and shook his head.

The red-haired man stared at Cheng Cheng's eyes for a while, then suddenly asked: "Assuming what you said is true, how are you going to use the remaining two control rights? Or what do you want me to do for you?"

"They are just trivial things, I will consume them right in front of you."

Cheng Cheng said with a smile. Since Shanks asked this, he already believed it.

Shanks raised his head and took a sip of wine, and asked: "Since those two times of control were trivial matters, then why did you risk all the trouble to find me and help me reconnect my arm?"

"In other words, what do you want from me?"