One Piece's Life

Two days later in the morning, Truman, who was supposed to be killed by Schulze, reappeared in a dark secret room. The green light was dim, and he appeared out of thin air in a very bad state. He was lying on the stone bed and could not move.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, the weak Truman simply closed his eyes: "Fortunately, I had a backup plan in advance, otherwise I would have died in the hands of that kid."

"Well, the injury is really serious this time. It seems that I will have to lie here for a long time. Speaking of which, that kid is too weird. That kind of power is not something that humans can possess. It is simply the power of a god!"

"Hmph, but so what? Even the power of gods can't deprive me of my existence! But this time I was seriously injured. It's probably impossible to seek revenge from them."

Although he is not dead, he is still close to death. Suffering from the continuous burning of the remaining crimson flames, his severed upper and lower bodies were still difficult to piece together. If his body hadn't been too cold, he wouldn't have been able to bear the pain.

But that's it. As long as the crimson flame disappears completely, he can use his ability to recover from the injury: "If this situation continues, he will have to lie down for at least half a year. It's really an advantage to those guys! Forget it, let them be."

"Well, when I wasn't there, that guy was still in the power room. It's just that he was alone, but it couldn't run. I had to resurrect No. 1 and No. 2 first."

Thinking of this, Truman discovered something strange: "What's going on? Why can't I sense the souls of No. 1 and No. 2? This is impossible. It should be the reason for my weakness."

"Forget it, since they can't use it, let's resurrect Jack first. Jack, you used to be a user with the Underworld Fruit ability just like me now. Of course, you also have an identity, the first master of the Black Pearl. Jack Captain, your sailing skills are unparalleled. I believe you can accomplish those things for me."

"Well who is it? Who is calling me?"

Compared to Truman, Osborne, who is also in the Magic Triangle, doesn't have so many things going on: "It's strange, I clearly remembered that thing just now, why have I forgotten it now?"

"No, I really can't remember, so forget it. This area is really boring. Isn't there anything else to do besides sleeping?"

When he thought of this, Osborne, who was lying on his back, mused: "Where are those people? Have they left here? I hope so! Just after passing through this area, the red earth continent with no top visible soon It will block their progress."

"Speaking of it, decades ago, I climbed a rock wall on the Red Earth Continent with my bare hands. It felt so comfortable to stand on the top. Alas, if possible, I really want to experience that feeling again."

After Osborne fell asleep, the dense fog around him gradually became thicker. He should sleep for a long time this time, and even if a large aquatic creature attacks, he probably won't wake up.

No, as soon as he fell asleep, some bold tiger sharks began to covet his flesh. However, no matter how they attacked, they could not break through his skin and did not even leave any traces. In the end, the tiger sharks left in anger.

That afternoon, the weather was calm and the atmosphere on the Karoo, which had just left the Magic Triangle, was very good. Everyone was free to do what they were passionate about.

In the training room on the third floor, Xiuzi wielded the wooden sword as always, and every movement he made was smooth. As the only audience, Arthur watched for a while, but he was originally very interested and just couldn't understand: "Father, is this the swordsmanship you are talking about? Sorry, it doesn't look as powerful as Uncle Yoonan's fist. Maybe When I get older, I should be able to understand it."

"Eh? Are you comparing your father to your uncle Unaun? Of course his fists are great! Arthur, aren't you interested in swordsmanship? No matter what, when you grow up, your father will teach you swordsmanship himself. If you don't like practicing swordsmanship by then, your father won't force you."

"Now you just have to watch. If possible, I hope you can remember these actions firmly."

"Well, Father, I will try my best! Father, my mother's appetite is very average. You just let her eat so much. Is there really no problem?"

Although it might make Mickey feel annoying, the serious Shuze didn't care: "Arthur, your mother is pregnant with your brother or sister. What's wrong with asking her to eat more?"

"By the way, Arthur, you didn't even eat much for lunch. Are you really not hungry?"

At this time, Gray pushed open the door of the training room, and the brief interaction between father and son ended: "Xiusz, you are serious. If you want to practice swordsmanship, then just concentrate on practicing with me. Why did you let Arthur watch from the sidelines? He is still young, don’t let him be exposed to these things too early. Okay, Arthur, let your uncle hug you."

Although they have been in contact for a while, Arthur is always very uneasy every time he faces Gray. It may take some time before he gets used to Gray's harmless smile: "Xiusz, I want to play with Arthur for a while. , I won’t disturb your sword practice. Arthur, let’s go.”

Seeing Gray leave, Xiuzi, who was swinging his sword much slower, always felt that something was wrong: "It's strange, why has Gray suddenly been so good to Arthur in the past two days? Isn't he and Lily's child about to be born? Then why is he still? Do you have time to wander around?"

"Forget it, Gray isn't worried. What am I worried about? I finally left that sea area today and I have to practice my sword well. It's just that Schnebby warned me not to swing my left arm too hard, so I'll swing it slower. That’s it.”

After leaving the training room, Gray took Arthur and sat in a beach chair. The temperature was quite comfortable at the moment, and Arthur's nervousness quickly disappeared.

The beach chair next to it has an extra parasol. Under the shadow, the super-enjoyed little bear stared blankly at the blue sky.

Gray was very curious, he always wanted to know the thoughts of his new companion. But after two days of contact, apart from knowing that the other party stayed the same as Blue, there was no progress.

At this moment, less than three hours had passed since everyone had left the Magic Triangle. Gray, who was also staring at the sky, thought that as long as he flew in the sky, he would be able to escape smoothly, but he still underestimated the Demon Sea.

Even with a record pointer to guide us, we would have lost our way in the thick fog, and in the end the ship had to lower itself back to the sea. Fortunately, Mickey is a reliable navigator, otherwise we would probably have to drift in the thick fog for a while

Perhaps because he hadn't seen Little Bear talk yet, Gray, who had been staring at the sky for a long time, asked tentatively: "Little Bear, what are you looking at? Are you asleep? Can you speak?"

The little bear didn't fall asleep. He just glanced at Gray and continued to look at the sky.

Gray was very depressed. The bear's silence made him think that it was Mickey's problem. If Mickey had taught the bear early, there should be no communication barriers.

As for why he was so interested, it wasn't because the little bear lived next door to him. After getting along with each other for two days, Gray found that the little bear was very similar to Warren, with a very easy-going personality.

Through Mickey, we learned that the little bear does not need to eat, but will occasionally eat simple food. It was this that attracted Gray's attention. He regarded the bear as a being similar to Green and Blue. At the same time, Gray could no longer underestimate Mickey's potential.

Because Mickey didn't say much, Gray was very worried. He was deeply afraid that the little bear would be melted one day, so he cherished the time when the little bear was there. When he realizes that his worries are unnecessary, he will find these thoughts very funny

Gray was very lucky. His doubts were quickly solved. Arthur, who was sitting next to him, asked softly: "Good afternoon! Little Bear, are you going to bed?"

Although he couldn't speak, the little bear who shook his head slightly could do one thing. His mouth opened wide, and the cold air floating in the air condensed into a pure white text. Just like that, Gray was finally no longer confused.

The content was very brief, and Arthur could understand it: "That's right, it turns out that the little bear is just basking in the sun, just a little bear, so why do you still hold an umbrella?"

Come to think of it, this is really embarrassing. But because he was very slow, he didn't know how to answer.

Mickey had tried very hard to teach him how to read and speak, but he just couldn't learn how to speak. As for writing, he doesn't know much, so his vocabulary is limited.

After thinking about it, the little bear couldn't form words and finally just didn't think about it. He yawned and just looked at the sky.

Maybe he had been lying down for too long, so the little bear got up. After giving Gray a symbolic nod, he slowly walked towards the cabin.

"Uncle Gray, did Little Bear say anything to you just now?"

Hearing Arthur's question, Gray, who felt a little neglectful of the other party, laughed and said: "Well, only he and Mickey know about this! Looking at the situation, he should have gone to chat with your Uncle Warren. Okay, let's talk about it You, Arthur, when you grow up, what kind of person do you want to be?"

Several people have asked Arthur this question, but his answer is different every time.

This time, he made a "thoughtful" reply seriously: "Uncle Gray, when I grow up, I want to become a strong man like you!"

"Really or not? I'm sorry, uncle didn't realize how powerful he is, but since you said so, then work hard. I believe you will be more powerful than uncle one day, but at this stage, you should still keep in good health. Let’s go!”

In the cabin, the arrival of Little Bear made Warren, who was relatively leisurely, puzzled: "Little Bear, why did you come to me again? Shouldn't you be sleeping at this time? Speaking of which, you have just boarded the ship, have you adapted to this? Planting days?"

About half a minute later, Little Bear exhaled a cold breath: "Warren, I'm fine. Seeing that you're still busy, I won't disturb you anymore. Remember to leave some for me for dinner." "Eh? What do you want to eat? Qiu. Swordfish? Forget it, as long as you can adapt to it, go ahead."

After leaving the cabin, Serara stepped forward to greet him. Serala has been very diligent in the past two days. Seeing that Little Bear is very leisurely, Serala suggested: "Little Bear, seeing that you are so leisurely, why don't you come and practice with Serala?"

Little Bear didn't agree. After walking past Gray's room, Serara said again: "Oh? So that's it. It seems you really like staying in the room! Forget it, Serara won't disturb you anymore."

When the uninterested Serara entered the training room, Little Bear opened the door slightly, and the light cold air that overflowed made him feel more comfortable.

{tobentued}7