Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 1 001 Advance City

"idiot."

After receiving the memory in his mind, the people in the cell couldn't help but curse.

He was originally the boss of an underworld gang on the earth. He was stabbed more than 40 times in order to kill his enemy in a fight last night. Fortunately, he killed the other party as he wished, and he also lost at that time consciousness.

When he regained consciousness again, he has come to this strange but familiar world - the world of One Piece.

Of course, the current him is not the one he was before last night, his soul is possessed by this pirate named Wilder-Lucifer.

To be precise, it was a fusion. After his soul devoured half of Wilder's soul, the remaining half merged with his soul strangely.

Through the memory obtained after fusion, Wilder learned that he was a pirate in his previous life, and he was a pirate who had just set out to sea for a short time, and that he was currently in the deep-sea prison promotion city lv2.

This is why Wilde said that his predecessor was a fool. The pirate Wilde chose to go to sea after eating the devil fruit, but it was also because of the expansion of his mentality after eating the devil fruit that he entered the city of advancement.

Less than a year after going to sea, five villages were slaughtered successively, relying on his own devil fruit ability to cause heavy losses to the pursuing navy.

However, the consequence of the expansion was that he was caught by the navy before entering the new world, and lived in the city of advancement in desperation.

To sum up, his predecessor was a frog in a well with high eyesight and low hands.

Wilder had to force himself to calm down after receiving these memories.

He knew that he had crossed over.

When he was on Earth, he was considered a pseudo-haimi, and he still knew where the city of advancement was.

It can be said... wanting to go out is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Well...there's a chance in four years.

There was an inexplicable light in Wilder's eyes.

He has been a restless person since he was a child, otherwise he would not have embarked on that road when he grew up. Apart from being a little uncomfortable at the beginning when he came to this world, he calmed down and was full of expectations and expectations for the world. ...a hint of excitement that even he himself hadn't noticed.

A group of the world's most vicious criminals were imprisoned in the dark cage. Wilder glanced at the other side, but he couldn't see anything. The inside and outside of the cell were terrifyingly dark.

The hands are locked with handcuffs made of Hailou stone. This kind of stone is rare in the sea and has the function of detoxifying devil fruit ability users.

Losing physical strength means that you can't use the devil fruit ability, so the idea of ​​relying on the ability of the devil fruit to escape from prison is no need to think about it.

Wilder is very familiar with the devil fruit ability possessed by this body, not only because he inherited the memory of this body, but also because he has seen this ability in the comics of One Piece.

A devil fruit named Swamp.

In the comics, its owner is a very ugly guy with a particularly long tongue. As for the name of Wilder, I forgot, but he is not a very powerful character anyway.

"This ability is not bad." Wilder said while calculating the current situation in his heart.

Although the guy who used the swamp fruit was not a powerful character, Wilder valued the ability of this swamp fruit.

Not only because it is his self-protection in this world, but also because this ability itself is not weak.

Everything depends on whether the user can bring out its true use.

"Each floor of Advance City has all kinds of extreme natural environments. If I use these four years to exercise here, I will have the power to protect myself when I go out."

"The only problem is getting around the damn handcuffs and going to and from the cell without being seen."

Wilder quickly made a plan, and now he just waited for an opportunity to get rid of the handcuffs.

As long as he finds a way to get rid of Hailoushi's handcuffs, the rest of the problem of going back and forth to the cage will not be a problem. Just observe the prison guard's activity rules and monitor the blind spots of the phone bug.

In the next few days, Wilder silently wrote down the time rules every day when the prison guards brought food, and the rest of the time was spent training himself in the cell except for sleeping.

After all, due to limited conditions, Wilder can only do some exercises such as push-ups.

Time is strength, and in this world where strength is the most important thing, Wild really dare not waste a single bit of time.

Usually these exercises might not have any effect, but don't forget that Wilder is a devil fruit capable user, and he is handcuffed by Hai Loushi at this time, let alone push-ups, even sitting is exhausting.

Therefore, these push-ups are very difficult for Wilder to do at this time. Every time he does it, it can be said to be a breakthrough, and correspondingly, the exercise effect obtained is not good.

Wilder still doesn't know how to remove Hailoushi handcuffs. In his previous life, he knew how to pick locks, provided he had tools for committing crimes.

But here, let alone leaving you with a wire in the prison, it is absolutely impossible to exist.

"One hundred and one…"

"one hundred and two…"

"One hundred and three…"

In the quiet prison, only Wilder's heavy breathing sounded. He tried his best to control and lower his breathing, but it became more and more difficult to control as he went forward.

"860 a..."

"860 two..."

"860 three..."

Sweat dripped down his chin. Wilder gritted his teeth and grimaced his eyes, with fierce lights flashing. He looked like a tough guy about 30 years old, with a knife on his face that went from the corner of his left forehead to the corner of his eye. Scar, I don't know if it belonged to the original owner or the current Wilder's taste. He has the same big back hair as Crocodile, but it is not ugly, but has a heroic temperament.

"Hey! That brat on the opposite side, do you want to go out? Hahaha! Save your energy, no matter who is here! There is no possibility of going out forever! Forever!! I have seen too many delusional brats like you, until the final result Either die or give up this ridiculous idea! Give up, kid, don't waste your efforts!"

The cell opposite didn't know when he noticed Wilder's movements. He said as if he was watching a bad joke, and his voice sounded like an old antique who had stayed here for too long and had his fighting spirit wiped out.

Wilder paused, turned his head slightly, looked at the opposite side, stared for a few seconds, then turned his head and continued to do push-ups.

"Don't use your loser's medal to show off to young people, and the dying old bastard just shut up and wait for death..."

A slightly rampant voice came out of the cell calmly.

"Little devil...!!!" The loser's roar echoed when he was poked in the sore spot.

(End of this chapter)