Pirate's Swamp Fruit

Chapter 9 009 Understanding of Fruit Ability
After returning to his cage, Wilder was silent for a while, his face was covered in darkness, and he couldn't see any expression clearly.

What happened today was something Wilder didn't think of, and the result was that the plan was almost out of his control. For Wilder, it was like being stabbed in the chest with a knife, and it was only less than the heart one millimeter.

Like a stick in the throat probably refers to this feeling.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wilder's face was cloudy and uncertain.

The threat given to Iger was only a momentary act of helplessness. Wilder understood a truth since he was a child. The agreement or cooperation is based on the condition that both parties want to maintain a balance.

In other words, if one day Iger doesn't want to live anymore, or... finds a chance to kill himself, then this agreement will be broken instantly at that time.

But another possibility is not ruled out. Iger has never had the idea of ​​exposing today's events, otherwise he would not have chosen to keep silent after discovering Wilder's actions, but spoke out.

But Wilder dare not bet, it has never been his style to put the threat to himself on a momentary self-comforting imagination.

His eyes flickered, and the fleeting thoughts finally turned into a rough plan in his mind. The killing intent subsided, and Wilder got up and walked deep.

If Iger can be a docile rabbit in these four years, then he doesn't mind giving the other party a chance...

……

The turmoil of the prison break was a farce as Wilder expected, and the boring prison life always needs some spices to add color.

Whether it's a criminal or a jailer, no one will reject this harmless farce. The old guy can't make waves, and everyone knows it.

Therefore, from fleeing to being caught and finally sentenced to death, the whole process can be regarded as a tense and exciting drama. At least, no one has any dissatisfaction with this drama.

The swamp played a silent role in this farce, and no one knew that there was a mastermind hidden in this farce.

This is the only thing Wilder is satisfied with, if there is no such thing as Iger.

The days are always passing silently, and Wilder's plan is also carried out secretly every day.

Thread-like swamps ran through the cracks in the hallway, into gaps in the corners of the empty cage.

A silent makeover is underway.

In the depths of the cage, Wilder sat cross-legged on the ground, with a swamp under his body. A straight line protruded from these swamps and stretched to the opposite side, connecting the swamp in the crack.

Constant practice is the best way to master a skill.

After assimilating the interior of the floor uninterrupted every day for these days, Wilder found that his control over the swamp had increased a lot.

However, the biggest and most unexpected gain to Wilder is the characteristic of swamp assimilation.

How difficult it is to turn the environment into a swamp, Wilder already had a deep understanding of it when he first mastered it.

Maybe it's because he has an urgent goal, or maybe it's because his ability to control the swamp fruit has improved.

Wilder, who could have assimilated an environment the size of a mung bean into a swamp in a second, can now assimilate an environment the size of a palm in an instant.

Do not underestimate this degree.

If allowed, Wilder can completely swamp an environment of tens of square meters in 10 minutes.

"It seems that the power to grow the fruit needs to be continuously developed and practiced."

"It's like a rusty lock. It needs to be eradicated bit by bit before it can be opened unimpeded. And this process is development and control?" Wilder showed a thoughtful look, but soon shook his head again. Shaking his head, he denied the idea.

The control and development of the ability of the swamp fruit is a difficult process. Wilder has realized this for a long time. The development of the fruit does not mean that you can have whatever you want, and everything must be based on the ability of the fruit itself.

"It's not so much development as it is excavation. Excavation of those roads that originally existed but were buried by countless rocks."

"The process of excavation is development. Only when the stones of a whole road have been cleared can we fully possess the ability represented by this road. At that time, we need to gain strong control through practice to show it. power and form."

"Or... each Devil Fruit's ability has a certain foundation, these foundations are the essence and framework of the ability, they are like a road half covered by chaotic rocks, and can be used without mastering or developing. "

"Some people are happy to use these foundations, and some people want to make these foundations stronger, so they rack their brains to develop and strengthen these foundations."

"So the same devil fruit ability is used by different people, and there are differences in power and methods."

Wilder's eyes flickered with the understanding of the devil fruit passing through his mind.

"The smoothness and width of the road, the number and length of the road..." Wilder pondered, the reason why he thought about these was to install a guiding light for the development of his own devil fruit ability.

If his understanding is correct, then by following this line of thinking, Wilder can make it easier for him to grasp the essence of the swamp fruit.

Wilder showed an expectant look.

……

Flowing swamps continued to feed into cracks in the floor in Wilder's thoughts.

The implementation of this project not only brought Wilder an understanding of fruit development and progress in swamp assimilation, but also made him more relaxed and proficient in shaping and controlling swamps.

Basically, Wilder can now arbitrarily manipulate the swamp to make various shapes.

As more and more swamps are assimilated inside the floor, the speed of assimilation is also gradually accelerating. There are a lot of swamps inside the huge floor, but no change can be seen on the surface of the floor.

For the next few days, Wilder tried his best to keep a low profile, staying silent every day, staying in the depths all the time except when eating.

In fact, most of the long-term criminals who pushed into the city behaved like this, so no one saw anything wrong.

The jailer who delivered the food occasionally looked at him with vigilance, but Wilder didn't care too much, he was thinking about the feasibility of another plan.

If you can……

Looking at the back of the departing jailer, Wilder's mouth gradually opened into a sinister arc.

"Uh heh heh..."

Low-pitched laughter echoed in the prison, and Wilder's eyes projected a light called ambition, which was crazy and violent.

　Thanks to the apostle Durex, mantissa 2815, Wu Mingshi, Darkxxx, Troublefce, mantissa 8089 book friends for their support! !Thanks! !in addition………

　　Other cuties who have votes hurry up and smash them up! !Throw the ticket in my face!I am not afraid! !I'm afraid of jumping!Let the recommendation tickets come more violently! ! ! (funny)
　　Then! ! …

　　Invest in it!friend! ! !If there is a book list, add a book list! !

　　


(End of this chapter)