People in One Piece are so good-looking

"Title Page Serial·White Town Chapter "Rumors""

"Freifans' neighboring country, the capital of the Kingdom of Aka, a woman just came back from buying vegetables at the market. She saw her neighbor mysteriously guarding her door. When she saw her coming home, he came over and lowered her voice."

"An infectious disease? Will it turn into a monster like a white ghost? After hearing what the neighbor said, the woman was frightened and frightened, and her face turned pale. You won't let such guys wander into your own country, right?"

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The source has also been identified.

——It is the platinum lead that has brought a century of prosperity to this country.

It itself is buried underground and has no impact on the human body. Once mined, it will poison people and cause "Plumb Lead Disease". Residents will suffer from the accumulation of trace toxins, making each generation of citizens' lifespan shorter and shorter.

The first generation a hundred years ago may have only lost ten years in life expectancy, and most of them could live to be 70 years old.

The next generation will only live to be 50 years old, and the next generation after that will only live to be 30...

Nowadays, it is even difficult to survive beyond adulthood.

Because of this, several generations of people fell ill almost at the same time. No one who was born and raised here can escape this disaster.

Luo looked down at his arm, which was also covered in white moss.

"Domestic medical experts are at a loss what to do."

He looked up at Dr. Trafalgar, "But, Dad, there must be something the World Government can do, right? Why hasn't there been a medical assistance team here yet..."

"We don't know either..."

Dr. Trafalgar grabbed his hair in pain and buried half of his face in his knees:

"According to the news that came back, it is said that doctors from outside are afraid of being infected and do not dare to come to Frevans. However, the report we have submitted to the World Government clearly states that this disease is not contagious. Yes, this kind of thing is easy to investigate, right? It’s impossible that the senior officials above don’t know...why, exactly why..."

Luo watched his father's hands shaking violently, almost pulling out a few strands of his hair.

"In the final analysis, I probably don't pay much attention to it."

The female doctor on the side had a gloomy look on her face, "We are so humble and the World Government doesn't take it seriously at all. The only hope now is His Majesty the King. If he personally requests it, the World Government will not ignore it."

His Majesty the King.

Yes, Luo's eyes lit up and he was about to say something when he saw his father raised his head and said bitterly:

"It's not that simple. The dean and the others also sent people to ask the palace, but the reply they got was that they were already communicating. As for the results of the communication, they have not yet been announced to the outside world."

"It was fine in the first few days, but now the people's patience has been exhausted. People are blocking the street near the palace every day, asking for an explanation, and no one from the palace has come out to explain... Luo, where are you going? ! Luo!"

Before he finished speaking, he stood up in shock, because the little figure wearing a leopard-print hat had already rushed out of the door without saying a word.

"The palace."

Outside the door, Luo's deep and suppressed voice came.

Then, the footsteps soon disappeared, and Dr. Trafalgar subconsciously wanted to chase him out, but the female doctor next to him grabbed him, shook her head tiredly, and pointed to the clock on the wall.

He paused, sighed, rubbed his messed up hair, put on his glasses, and put on his white coat again.

It was clear that both physically and mentally he was exhausted to the extreme, but he still tried his best to straighten his chest.

The five-minute break has passed.

As soldiers, it was time for him and his wife to return to the battlefield that belonged to them.

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The white town is rich and prosperous, and the palace is naturally built with grandeur and grandeur.

Just now.

Outside the walls of the palace, a large number of dissatisfied and protesting people gathered. At a glance, it was crowded and crowded.

Relying on his thin body, Luo just squeezed into the gap. It took him more than ten minutes to finally squeeze into the front row of the gate.

"When will the world government send medical aid?"

"Procrastinate, procrastinate! It's been almost half a month, and it's still procrastinating! My mother is dead, my husband is seriously ill in bed, and there are two daughters at home, all of whom have this strange disease. You can afford to procrastinate, we can't wait. Get up! Woo, woo..."

"Didn't His Majesty the King promise to give us an accurate answer today?"

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The people's roars, complaints, and cries, all mixed together, almost burst Luo's eardrums.

He covered his ears, stood up on tiptoes and looked inside the door, only to see that the palace door was closed.

At the beginning, several guards patiently explained to the people at the door, letting them rest assured that His Majesty the King was already trying his best to request assistance and not to block the door and obstruct the view. Go home and wait for the news...

But later I got tired of it, so I hid behind the sentry post and refused to show my face. Although the noise outside filled the sky, I pretended not to hear him.

Time passed little by little.

"It's getting dark. It seems that His Majesty is not going to come forward to explain today!"

An old gentleman wearing glasses said bitterly, "I promised you clearly...but I broke my promise! Are you worthy of being our king?"

"If he doesn't come forward, we will go find him ourselves! Let him explain clearly!"

An unknown young man next to him roared angrily, "Let's go! Everyone! Rush in together, dig out that old bastard, and see what he has to say!"

"No!"

The old man wearing glasses was startled and was about to dissuade him, but the emotions of the people around him were already like a crater. At this moment, they were completely ignited by these words and exploded with a bang.

"That's right! Get him out!"

"Count me in!"

"And I!"

The crowd was excited and surging like a tide. The angry people worked together to knock down the towering iron gate and poured in like a tide.

The guards were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They dared not stop them. They could only watch helplessly as people trampled through the garden, crossed the fountain fence, smashed the inner doors and glass windows, and rushed into the palace.

Luo Ye held on to his leopard print hat and took the lead, rushing to the front.

"That bastard old man..."

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and decided that after he found out the irresponsible king, he would give him a good beating, regardless of anything else.

However.

When he stepped into the palace gate, Luo looked around and suddenly stayed where he was.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Little guy, don't block the door, give way!"

The people behind also followed in. At first they didn't understand what Luo was doing, but when they came in, they were all as stunned as Luo.

At this moment, everyone was shocked to find out.

The huge palace has long been deserted, and the buildings are deserted. Where is the royal family anywhere?

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"call……"

In the training room, Nuo Xia let out a long breath and opened his eyes, revealing his bright eyes.

He glanced sideways out the window. At the end of the horizon, a purple-red morning glow gradually appeared, dispersing the thin mist.

The sunlight shot out like boiling molten steel, gradually reflecting the entire blue sky brightly.

"It's dawn."

Nuo Xia murmured to himself that since lunch yesterday, he had been immersed in zazen meditation. He didn't expect that more than ten hours had passed in the blink of an eye.

I am still quite energetic, but my neck is slightly sore.

Nuo Xia rubbed his neck, stood up, put Yongen's swords back into his body, opened the door, and came to the deck.

"Lieutenant General, good morning!"

Along the way, the sailors stopped to salute one after another, and Nuo Xia smiled and nodded in response.

There was some commotion at the front of the deck, and he glanced, oh, it turned out to be the Ghost Spider again, sparring with Xiao Luo, looking just as out of breath and in the same embarrassment.

Will this scene last for a long time?

Nuo Xia yawned lazily. Ghost Spider had been under his command for two years, and his strength had indeed improved rapidly, but trying to defeat Xiao Luo in a short period of time was still nothing more than a dream.

It will take at least two or three years, right?

He didn't pay much attention and turned around to go to the restaurant to eat. Suddenly he saw a figure led by a flying squirrel walking towards him.

——In his thirties, with a lean build and a goatee, he was none other than Major General Enge of the First Beihai Branch.

"Lieutenant General."

The flying squirrel saluted him, leaned over and said softly: "This guy came to see you to say goodbye."

"oh?"

Nuo Xia looked over with some surprise. This was only the second day, and the windless belt would not be visible until night. Why did this guy suddenly want to run away after being flattered halfway?

"Lieutenant General."

Seeing him looking at him, Major General Enge nodded and bowed, "I'm really sorry. I originally thought about sending you out of Beihai anyway, but suddenly an urgent task was assigned from above, so I had to go back early."

Above?

Nuo Xia didn't care and asked casually, "A mission assigned by the headquarters?"

"no."

Enge looked hesitant, but shook his head: "It's a secret mission from the World Government..."

He hesitated, obviously not wanting to reveal the specific content, but he was afraid of offending Nuo Xia, and was thinking about how to explain Pan Hun's past.

But Nuo Xia had already waved his hand and interrupted him, "Let's go, business is important, don't delay, there is no need to come to talk to me specially."

"Yes, Lieutenant General."

Enge breathed a sigh of relief and smiled along with him: "I'll excuse you, my subordinate. If you have another chance to come to Beihai next time, be sure to come to our first branch and let us entertain you well..."

"must."

Watching Enge go away, a cold snort came from the side: "What the hell, I sent an urgent mission here, and you even thought about coming up to the Thunder Eagle, just to flatter me, and I wasted a lot of time." Are you young? Does this kind of guy deserve to be called a soldier?"

Nuo Xia and Flying Squirrel looked sideways at the same time, and saw the ghost spider walking over with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Been beaten down again?"

The flying squirrel looked at Xiao Luo, who was combing his feathers on the mast, and said jokingly: "Let me calculate, it should be the 35th challenge that failed, right?"

"It's the 38th time."

The ghost spider grunted, "What's wrong with my memory? If you can't remember it, don't remember it. But it doesn't matter. Give me a few more chances. At most, I can challenge it to my early 40th time. Then I can pin that smelly bird to the ground." beat."

"At that time, it will be considered as coming out of the mountain. Hum, Shiliu who pushed into the city can only be pushed by me..."

"Xiliu was promoted to warden last month."

Flying Squirrel reminded him calmly, "And don't rush it. You will see him before the end of the month. I don't think you can beat Xiao Luo in this little time."

Before the end of the month?

Today is already the 20th. Ghost Spider glanced at him doubtfully, and suddenly his expression suddenly changed as if he remembered something.

etc……

How could I have forgotten that this time I came to Beihai, I didn't get nothing, but there were two heavyweight prisoners waiting to be escorted to Impel City!

It’s broken, it’s broken!

He turned his help-seeking eyes to Nuo Xia.

"Don't look at me. I must go back to the headquarters directly. I have been working hard for two months and I need to rest."

Nuo Xia stretched and looked at him with a smile, "As for the flying squirrel, he has to return to the headquarters and submit the battle report document to Marshal Kong. The escorting matter can only fall on you."

Eh?

The ghost spider collapsed and turned into a bitter melon face.

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After another full day of sailing.

As night fell, the warship finally left the North Sea and sailed into the windless zone.

The journey was uneventful. Apart from making a "video call" to his family at home, Nuo Xia basically spent the rest of the time in the training room, concentrating on his practice.

But in the middle of the night, he was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Lieutenant General, Lieutenant General!"

Nuo Xia frowned, stood up and opened the door. When he came out, he saw the flying squirrel guarding the door, looking a little flustered. "At five o'clock, there are two super large sea kings, fighting and entangled!"

Super large Neptune type?

Nuo Xia came to the railing and followed what the flying squirrel expected. Sure enough, he could see two extremely large and terrifying figures several kilometers away. They were fighting fiercely with each other in the night, causing a storm.

It's really big...

The snake-like one on the left must be at least four thousand kilometers in size, right? The one on the right is more than 3,000 meters above the water.

There are a lot of Neptune-type Nuoxia, but one of this size, unless a fierce person plunges into the depth of 10,000 meters, it is really rare to see one in ten years at sea...

"Just go around."

Nuo Xia glanced at the flying squirrel and felt a little strange. Do you need to bother him specifically for this kind of thing?

He wouldn't be surprised if a ghost spider came to knock on the door recklessly, but the flying squirrel's temperament shouldn't be like this.

"That's not it, Lieutenant General."

The flying squirrel pointed to the gap between the two sea kings and said hesitantly, "There is a ship there. Judging from the flag, it seems to belong to the World Government..."