Sword of the pirate king

A pair of invisible hands tap lightly on the ups and downs of fate.

This is a mysterious and inexplicable feeling, as if God has cast his sights on him, and it seems that whatever he does will lead to the most favorable ending for him.

This feeling is really fascinating...

"Destiny plus body state: luck value +3, duration 60 seconds."

60 seconds! ?

Then play with a hammer!

Noah, who was beaten back to his original form in an instant, didn't care about the aftertaste, and frantically clicked on the lottery page to open a normal lottery.

"Hurry up! The time is almost up!"

The spot of light, which usually moves at high speed, seems to be against Noah at this moment, and it walks unhurriedly, which really makes him anxious to death.

"Pacifist, Weather Stick (full version), a section of the trunk of Baoshu Adam, 21 workers of the Big Kuaisao-Xue Ji..."

"There are still good things."

Noah glanced at it and took a rough look, but the gradually passing time really couldn't allow him to concentrate on checking every item.

"In time, in time..."

Seeing that the countdown entered within 10 seconds, and the light spot was still crawling at a slow speed, Noah couldn't help but get worried, and muttered prayers in his mouth.

"Ding! The lottery result: 10 times the storage space!"

When the countdown was 2 seconds, the light spot finally stopped, which made Noah breathe a sigh of relief.

"Luck value +3, although I don't know what is the standard, but judging from the results of the lottery, it definitely played a role."

Noah's eyes shone brightly, and he held up the Altar of Destiny like a baby, just short of a kiss.

Because he was still complaining that the portable space is too small, only one cubic meter, but fortunately, he can change the shape of the space as he likes, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to fit the ink cloud.

With the addition of destiny, the lottery draws 10 times the storage space, and instantly expands 1 cubic meter to 10 cubic meters, which is much more spacious.

"In the future, we will draw a lottery, we must make a sacrifice before drawing!"

"From now on, labor and capital will emigrate to Europe!"

Hiding the Altar of Destiny in the deepest part of the portable space, Noah stood up energetically, flipped his fingers, and two translucent, illusory cards were sandwiched between his fingers.

"Using the time adjustment card, the time flow speed is accelerated to three times the standard time."

One of the cards shattered into countless dim light spots and melted into the void around Noah.

An hour passed by the outside world, for Noah, it was three hours.

The time adjustment card can last for 200 hours of standard time, even exceeding the time Zefa left for Noah.

"Next, I have to verify my conjecture, is it right..."

Noah whispered in his heart and crushed the triple comprehension card.

"Use the triple savvy card to get triple savvy blessings within 24 hours of standard time!"

It is an exaggeration to say that inspiration cannot be stopped like diarrhea, it is more appropriate to say that it flows like a mountain spring.

It can't be compared to the sense of transparency that was ten times the comprehension at the age of eight, but it also diluted the fog covering the brain, and the sword theory and physical skills that were incomprehensible in the past gradually became clear.

"600 hours, 25 days, Teacher Zefa, the surprise I have prepared for you may be beyond your imagination..."

Noah closed his eyes, not daring to waste a second. The life-return esoteric meaning obtained from the lion's cuddling was flowing in his mind, and it was quickly digested and understood by him, and turned into his own use.

The life is returned, and the acceleration time is consumed for 8 hours!

Iron boxing method consumes 6 hours of acceleration time!

The first move of the secret sword—rhinoceros attack, consumes 6 hours of acceleration time!

The second form of the secret sword - split armor, consumes 8 hours of acceleration time!

"Sure enough, as I expected."

There was a smile on the corner of Noah's mouth.

Halfway through the second form of the secret sword, the triple comprehension should have disappeared, but the blessing of the triple comprehension did not disappear until Noah understood the principle of the sword move.

The duration written on the triple savvy card is the standard time!
And Noah spent 28 hours in the acceleration time, and the standard time of the outside world is only a little over 9 hours, which is far from the upper limit of 24 hours.

This is the correct way to open the savvy card, and adjusting the card with time is the kingly way!

Originally, he wanted to give Zefa a small surprise after comprehending a sword move. After some manipulations, Noah himself may not be able to predict to what extent this surprise will expand.

Retreat, hold back the big move!

Bite off a piece of sea king jerky to replenish energy, Noah continued to immerse himself in the ocean of practice, unable to extricate himself.

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"Sabal, I'm going back!"

The second in the elite camp, Charles J. Yajie punched the dining table with his fist, causing the plate on it to fly and rice grains to scatter.

"Go back, is it useful for you to go back? Do you know business group operations or financial management? What else can you do besides being a guard when you can fight!?"

"Guard, the business group can recruit a dozen casually, and they are the kind of hard-working ones. What do you think you can do when you go back except to make trouble!?"

Grove Sabal, who was opposite him, reprimanded indifferently, his brows were furrowed, obviously he had encountered difficulties.

"Could it be that Amido, a girl, supports the business group!?"

Yajie was choked heavily by Sabal's words, his face turned blue and red, and finally he could only force his mouth and throw out such a sentence.

"Of course we can't just rely on her. I... will go back and take charge of the overall situation. You will continue to study here."

Sabal sighed and said something that Yajie couldn't accept.

"Why, I am the father's..."

"Enough, Jay!"

Sabal grabbed Yajie by the collar and pulled him down in front of him. He looked closely at him and said, "Your foster father has spent so much to train you, so you just gave up halfway!"

"Don't forget, how much manpower and material resources the merchant group spent to collect the hairs of so many powerful creatures for you, so that you can get a high position in the navy to protect the merchant group."

"But you, you have failed the expectations of your adoptive father and the business group!"

"Why should I, because I am the number one in the elite battalion, because I am your brother!"

Sabal let go of Yajie's collar suddenly, and pressed him back on the seat with one hand.

Yajie slumped on the chair in a daze, inserted his hands into the hair he had carefully groomed on weekdays, and kneaded it into a "chicken coop", before speaking after a long while.

"My father and the business group are gone, so what's the point of me doing this?"

"No, with me here, the business group will definitely overcome the difficulties and regain its glory!"

"Golden Sea Road is not something that can be brought down by other people's schemes casually!"

Sabal said firmly, patted Yajie on the shoulder, as if passing the burden on him, and walked away quickly.

"I will ask for leave from Instructor Zefa, and I will leave the navy to you in the future."

"Don't let me down, Yajie."

Looking at the back of the man who usually chased desperately but was always behind, Yajie's nose was sore, but his throat was choked up when he spoke.

Don't die, bro...