Pirate's unrestricted transformation

However, due to re-identification of direction, Gaara, who was flying in the sand clouds, directly deviated from the route set by Bai Qiu to go to the green city of Elbar, and instead led to the rainland, the city of dreams, where the current King Seven Wuhai Crocodile's old home that has been in business for many years.

Of course, Gaara, who is not a human in this world, must not know this. He is trying to identify the direction in the air and searching for human cities that can exist.

Not long after, the outline of the city of Yudi faintly appeared in Gaara's eyes. With a thought, the sand clouds enveloped Gaara, lowering his altitude and speeding up towards Yudi.

After all, the amount of chakra consumed in controlling the sand to rise into the air is still a bit difficult for Gaara, who no longer has Shukaku. Now that he has found the accurate direction, he rappels down to reduce the chakra output. Besides, Chakra's response also takes time.

Save money if you can.

But this also has a drawback, which is that it is too ostentatious.

Ordinary pedestrians along the way can see a ball of sand floating through the air at a constant speed, towards the rainy ground. Not to mention caring people, those billionaire elders of the Baroque Society, low-level agents and so on.

The report was encrypted layer by layer and finally reached Crocodile's desk.

"Ok?"

Crocodile, puffing on a cigar and dressed like an Italian mafia boss, picked up the document and glanced at it, a look of interest suddenly appeared in his indifferent eyes.

"There is a ball of sand floating in the sky less than two thousand meters away from the rain land, and there are people vaguely there. Is it a person with abilities similar to mine?"

"Hmph! Interesting!"

But he was only interested in it, and he threw it aside with a few casual glances.

A pair of slender, straight, long legs as shiny as amber burst into Crocodile's eyes. His eyes moved upwards. Short skirts, non-mainstream breast-protruding tops, and turbulent peaks suddenly entered the eyeballs. They will definitely attract the attention of others, and then upwards. Clear and bright eyes, curved eyebrows, and thin lips that are so charming. Especially the mature woman's temperament makes people throb. All in all, an out-and-out beauty.

Of course, the only one who can freely enter and exit Crocodile's secret office is Nico Robin.

She lowered her head and picked up the documents thrown on the ground.

After a few glances, a playful smile appeared on her pretty face.

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Crocodile, who was teasing the banana crocodile, and exhaled like a blue.

"Aren't you worried?"

"what?"

Crocodile said without looking back: "Is that an ability user who seems to have similar abilities to me?"

Without waiting for Nico Robin's reply, Crocodile continued: "Nico Robin, this is not something you should worry about. Peace of mind and do the things I entrust you with. When the final moment comes, complete it and complete our mission." Just trade.”

Facing Crocodile's indifferent tone, Robin smiled brightly, flipped up his long hair, and looked a little lazy but didn't care. He turned around and walked out with his seductive waist.

"and many more!"

Stepping lightly, Nico Robin looked back, doubts in her beautiful eyes.

From this angle, Crocodile was hidden in the darkness, except for his cold eyes that were particularly bright.

"Since you are interested in him, it's up to you to test him. That ability user's aura."

Nico Robin didn't reply and left here directly. But the slightly raised corners of her mouth and the heart-warming smile showed that she agreed to take on this task.

While Crocodile was talking to Nico Robin about Gaara, Gaara had descended on the Rain Land.

Walking through the neat and orderly streets and alleys of Yudi, seeing people coming and going, the bustling big market, and listening to the various cries coming from my ears, Gaara's paralyzed face was rarely revealed There was a look of surprise and a hint of admiration.

"It's amazing. In a place with an even worse environment than Fengying Village, such a prosperous city can be built in this vast desert. I don't know who has such governance capabilities."

The old fruit farmer who had just arranged the apples next to him heard Gaara talking to himself, smiled and interjected: "Hey, little brother, you look like a foreign traveler at first glance."

"Huh? Uncle, why do you say that?"

The old fruit farmer chuckled and said: "In Rainland, none of the locals know that it is all thanks to Mr. Toklokdal. Rainland has been able to develop from a small village that was short of water and food to the most prosperous city in Alabasta now. Here But here is the land of dreams, the brightest pearl in the desert.”

Listening to the old man's explanation, and looking at the happy and grateful look in the old fruit farmer's eyes, Gaara couldn't help but feel good about the Crocodile he had never met.

"Oh, he is really a powerful and kind-hearted person."

Gaara's emotion reached the old man's ears, and his smile grew wider and wider, looking proud.

"Hey, little brother, I've already said it. Do you want to try my apples? My old Buff's apples are absolutely crisp, delicious, sweet and juicy, and each one is generous! Do you want some? …”

The apple was really big, red, and tender, making people salivate just by looking at it.

"Then please bring me two kilograms of apples. How much do they cost?"

Gaara was also a little thirsty, and thinking that eating some apples would be a good choice to quench his thirst, he reached into his pocket to take out his wallet.

The old man moved neatly and quickly weighed the weight. He bagged the apples and handed them to Gaara with a smile, saying, "Brother, the total is six hundred and fifty beli. Thank you for your patronage."

The hand holding the money paused, "Bailey? Is it the unique currency of this world?"

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Gaara's fair forehead, and then he remembered that he did not have the currency of this world.

I had the intention to withdraw the apple, but looking at the hopeful old man, Gaara couldn't say anything.

no solution anymore!

With a slight bend of his hanging fingers, chakra energy immediately spurted out from the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet and seeped into the earth. In about five or six seconds, chakra returned to Gaara's body with a bunch of gravel.

With a flick of the wrist, the sand flowed away, and a small gold nugget as big as the index finger appeared in the palm of the hand.

Gaara directly extracted the scattered gold from beneath the formation.

"Old man, I don't have Pele, but this will do."

The old fruit farmer looked at the gold placed on the chopping board. Although it was small, his eyes were still wide open when he saw it.

Of course, gold is also the hard currency in the pirate world, but how can the people at the bottom have the chance to own it? No wonder the old fruit farmer’s eyes are worth it.

"Is this enough, old man?!"

Gaara's clean voice called the fruit farmer's mind back, and he nodded blankly.

Gaara nodded with satisfaction, and without waiting for the old man's reaction, he picked up the apple and left. After a while, the figure disappeared into the crowd of people.

"Hey! Little brother...this, this, this...this is too much..."

After a while, the old man came to his senses. Seeing that this was enough to buy all his apples and still have enough gold, he trembled all over and wanted to find money to give to the younger brother, but found that there was no one in front of the stall.

Of course Gaara didn't know about the old fruit farmer's reaction later, nor did he care.

He was carrying a bag in one hand and chewing an apple in the other. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure turned in an unclear way, turning to a hidden alley not far away.

Not long after he walked in, several tall or low figures emerged from the crowd, approaching the alley from all directions...