I really can't control myself

"I've recruited, I've recruited them all. If you have any questions, please tell me anything you know." The scrambling voices coming from the cell were a group of rebels that Garsain had brought from the prison in the palace. Sure enough, the emperor had no doubts. If Gasein asked whether this was a reasonable request, he didn't even show up. He found a guard to convey his intention and then asked Gasein to choose someone. Of course, it's not that he doesn't pay attention to Garsain. It's just that he has been too busy recently. The emperor is so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep. The state affairs that took so much time before are now all packed together.

So Garserne selected a dozen people to come back. As soon as they were put in the dungeon, these people started to confess crazily. This was a serious crime of rebellion. Some people knew that Ren was committing rebellion, so that was fine. There was a problem. People didn't know this at all. Ren entered the palace in the name of the queen. How could they guess this. In order to save their lives, these people also desperately wanted to make meritorious deeds. Unfortunately, they did not know that they were not dragged here because of this.

"I'm a little embarrassed to confess so enthusiastically." Linton said, "Are there any die-hard fans who are stubborn and refuse to open their mouths?"

"Yes, I just heard that there was a person who said he knew about Renne's family's secret treasure house, and he told me that he wanted me to save his life before he told me the location of the treasure house." Gaseon said, "I was there when I came here. That guy shouted at me, I guess this guy is also very scared to death."

"Come on, come on, that's it." Linton said, "Where is it?"

"Aren't you interested in the secret treasure house?" Garsain thought Linton would notice this secret treasure house.

"I still don't believe that he alone knows about this. When you go to the Dukedom and arrest your people there, they will probably tell you," Linton said.

"I think so," Garsain said. "If there really is one, is there a secret treasure trove? In what age is this, would anyone really do that?"

Whether Garsain believed it or not, Linton had no interest in treasure troves or anything like that. Instructing Garsain to put the other party into a separate torture room, Linton was ready to start the experiment of reincarnation from dirty soil.

Seeing that it was Linton who came in, the other party visibly swallowed his saliva. Now Linton is basically known to everyone in the imperial capital. Of course, the other party also recognized Linton. When he saw the holy level, he instinctively felt panic, but he still pretended to be calm and said : "I know the location of Duke Rennes' secret treasure house. If you are willing to let me go, I will tell you that torture is useless. This is my life-saving straw. I will never say anything before confirming that I am safe. of."

"Oh." Linton nodded, "It's okay. Now if you want to say it, it's too late."

"What?" The other party was stunned for a moment.

"Are you out of your mind? You just talk about the secret treasure house and don't say anything about it. Who would be interested?" Linton said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. You don't need to say anything, just sit down." "

After saying that, Linton took out his previous set of clothes and placed them on the other party. To be honest, Linton is still not sure whether he can succeed. After all, there may be Garp's blood on his clothes. And the skill of Reincarnation in the Dirty Land is quite expensive, and Linton would be quite distressed if he couldn't use it.

After thinking about it, Linton still spent 1 million points to buy it first. After all, this skill can be regarded as a BUG skill. Even if it is not used now, it may be useful in the future. After preparing everything, Linton also directly started to form seals.

A huge black formation suddenly appeared on the ground, swallowing up both the death row prisoner and the blood-coated clothes. After a while, a coffin slowly emerged from the ground. As soon as the door opened, a familiar person appeared in front of Linton. .

"By the way, we need to decorate it a little bit." Linton saw the tattered Garp and pinched his seal. The other person's body was quickly repaired. Except for the slightly strange color of his eyes, Otherwise, it looks the same as Garp before.

"This...this is..." Garp obviously felt the change in himself. After all, he had been floating around before, but now he clearly had an entity. He squeezed his hand slightly, and Garp's hand was very... Armed colors quickly appeared.

"OK, it seems there is nothing wrong." Linton also walked up to Garp and said, "How do you feel about this?"

Without saying a word, Garp suddenly punched Linton. Linton's reaction was very fast. He raised his hand to catch Garp's punch. To be honest, Garp didn't use much force. After all, he had punched him before with the eight doors open. , compared to that blow, this punch is probably not a real attack.

"A lot weaker..." Garp retracted his fist and squeezed his hand, "I can't show my strength..."

"So why don't you be the coach from the beginning?" Linton said. It's obvious that Garp's strength has not fully recovered, and it's not clear how much Linton has recovered, but this is inevitable. The strength that a person reincarnated in dirty soil can exert has many influences, among which the quality of the sacrifice is also very important. It would be best to have a top-level sacrifice like Bai Jue, but there is none now. Linton just randomly found someone to try, and he didn't think he could fully restore Garp's strength.

"Am I resurrected like this?" Garp said a little uncertainly, "This body feels weird, but I can't tell what's wrong."

"Then you are dead after all, so you can't really become exactly the same as before, right?" Linton said, "Anyway, it at least proves that I can resurrect you is not a fiction, right? Although there are still some flaws. These are just minor problems, do you understand?"

The facts were before their eyes, and Warring States and Garp had no choice but to believe that Linton really had a way. At present, it seems that cooperation with Linton is the only way, and Warring States can only nod.

"Well, it's good that you understand, so you can start teaching now." Linton said to Garp, "Just now, a few of my men taught them how to learn the sixth form of the navy and the domineering colors of armed colors. Of course, the knowledge and skills are also important. Give it a try. As for you, just look at Auntie..."

Soon, Linton introduced Garp to Thordra and others. Although Thordra also felt strange about this guy who looked a little strange, they now trusted Linton infinitely, so they didn't care about this guy's origin and identity at all, and followed Linton's orders. He just learns.

Garp's teaching method is simple and crude. Anyway, he will give everyone a beating before meeting. Although Garp's abilities cannot be fully utilized now, Linton feels that there is no problem in trying to deal with these people. After all, he is now a reincarnated body. Not to mention the ability to exert his abilities, his physical strength is unlimited, and his body will automatically repair.

Of course, Garp doesn't care how he teaches Linton. People in this world should also be able to learn skills such as Six Styles or Armed Colors. After all, Klose has learned ninjutsu, so the same There's no reason why he can't learn the truth. Linton just needs to look at the results.

Garp and Sengoku are temporarily stable, but the trouble is still the situation on Big Mom's side. It seems that I must hurry up and set off, and there is still a time limit for the task.

"Is this your ghost servant?" Garsain came over and asked Linton at this time. He was the only one who could guess what Linton had done. In his opinion, it is naturally undead magic, and he is still doing research on resurrection techniques? Thinking about it gave him a headache. What if someone discovered this?

"Just keep an eye on it," Linton said. "You're about to leave for the fiefdom anyway, right? Let's leave early."

"So you mean you won't go with me again?" Gaseon said. "You created such a big trouble and threw it to me, and then you ran away?"

"It's not all trouble. If you want to learn it, you can ask him to learn it." Linton said, "If you learn it, you can also increase your strength a lot, and maybe you can become a saint."

"Huh?" Garsain was stunned, Holy level? This was something he had never thought of before, "Are you serious?"

"At least it's comparable to the Saint level." Linton said, "Anyway, there will definitely be an improvement. You can try it, and you can also ask him about your special ability. He may know more about it than you do."

Although Garp is not a fruit power user, Sengoku is. When asked about fruit abilities, Garp doesn't understand, but he can paraphrase Sengoku's words. Now Garp can still see Sengoku and hear what he said, probably because people reincarnated from the dirty soil are probably in the state between life and death.

This kind of temptation is indeed irresistible to Garsain. After all, he is a saint. Who doesn't want to become a saint? Thinking of this, Garsain suddenly felt that this risk was worth taking, just in case he really became a saint.

In Linton's opinion, the art of reincarnation from dirty soil will not be lifted even after he leaves this world. It was also said in the original work that even killing the caster could not remove the spell, so Sasuke and Itachi forced Kabuto to remove the Earth Reincarnation by themselves. Since the spell cannot be lifted even if the caster dies, it should be no problem to leave.

At this point, Linton's arrangements were ready, and it was time for him to complete his mission. There are quite a lot of goals this time. The first is Urahara Kisuke's soul development ability, and then the system tasks. Of course, Linton has another important goal that he has not forgotten.

"Aizen, I still remember this scene. It's time to repay this debt to you." Linton said with a smile, and then disappeared in a flash of white light.