If you are a pirate, you will be in the Straw Hats

“...... Oda fell off the altar, and Wano Country is also too bad.

"I think it's pretty good, and it's a little flaw in my work over the years."

......

Lu Feng turned off the computer a little depressed, looking at the arguments of netizens and feeling that whoever said it made sense, which did not ease the bitterness in his heart at all.

It was late at night outside, he came out of the Internet café, ran to the convenience store on the side to buy a few bottles of liquor, his eyes were fierce, and he poured all the liquor into his mouth.

Unemployment, breakup blows followed.

Just on his company's self-media account, said a little Oda bad place, it attracted overwhelming group ridicule, netizens' keyboard turned into a sharp sword inserted in his heart, the boss very intimately "protected" him, let him go home to rest and rest and change careers.

The girlfriend also mercilessly mentioned breaking up on the grounds that "it is too naïve to be obsessed with the second dimension".

"Why say these reasons? The son of the owner of your company is pursuing you, and I don't know ... I've been doing this since I graduated, and suddenly it's too outrageous to say I'm naïve. Lu Feng looked at the bright street lamp with drunken eyes, and muttered in his mouth.

The street lamp flashed suddenly, flickering on and off to look very strange, and then it was directly black, even the moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, and the dark night that stretched out his fingers invaded Lu Feng.

......

"You're awake~ Eat something quickly." The immature female voice sounded, and Lu Feng covered his head and sat up from the bed, looking around in disbelief.

The obvious neon country dojo, I don't know how many times I have seen it in anime, obviously there is no such place near the place where I live, and the female voice speaks neon language, and her level of understanding a few words can now be fully understood.

"Here... Where is it? The words that came out of his mouth also turned into neon words, and Lu Feng felt that the world had become incomprehensible at all, and everything in front of him was destroying his three views.

"This is the Sun Moon Dojo, how could you lie in the jungle, if I hadn't gone there yesterday to pick fruits, you would have been taken away by the beast. By the way, my name is Aya Endo, you can call me Mai, what's your name? Wheat's voice sounded very gentle.

Aya Endo... Wheat...... Yoshihiro Fujin? Is this a joke? The corners of Lu Feng's eyes twitched a little, not knowing who would play with himself at such a big price, and said indignantly: "My name is Mei Lu. Aim, I don't know why I'm here.

As he spoke, his hand reached for the bowl next to the bed, and the moment he saw his hand, he froze in place again, and then rushed out of the room and ran to a pool, and saw a child in the reflection who was at most 10 years old, as if a thunderbolt in the clear sky had struck his head.

...... This shouldn't be playing me anymore, so I'm crossing? It must have crossed! He searched hard for memories, according to Fuken Yoshihiro's setting, Wheat should be the child of a poor family, and it is impossible to appear in such a large dojo, so... What's the point?

"Aim... What happened to you? Wheat looked at the child in front of him a little confused, so could it be that he picked up a neuropathy and came back? This will be scolded by grandpa.

Em (Lu Feng) took a deep breath and replied softly, "It's okay... It's as if something bad has happened, the memory seems to have gone wrong, and many things can't be remembered.

Wheat lowered his head a little sadly when he heard this, and then as if he had made some determination, he said firmly: "It's okay, this will be your home in the future, I will immediately go and tell grandpa to let him adopt you!" "

“...... Wheat, forget about picking up small animals, how to start picking people now. An old and helpless voice came into the ears of the two, and a thin old man stood behind the two people, scratching his head with some annoyance.

"Grandpa~ he is very pitiful, he can't even remember the memory, you will adopt him~" Wheat jumped to the old man's side, took his hand, and shook it, how can people withstand it.

“...... Good, good, all listen to the wheat. Boy, come with me. The old man waved helplessly to Em, sighed and walked towards the dojo.

Wheat sneakily grimaced at Em and took the lead in following.

Em pouted and wiped his face, taking a step and following the past, this step was the first step towards the legend.

......

"Boy, you worship me as a teacher now, and you will live in this dojo in the future." The old man sat in the center, with a look of trepidation, and there were terrifying scars on his wrists that stretched out his sleeve robe.

Em looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, always feeling that there was something wrong with the beginning of this crossing.

Suspected by the child, the old man's face was a little hung up, reached out and picked up a bamboo sword from the side, and lightly tapped it three times on Em.

Em's body couldn't help but soften, and he knelt on the ground, but the disgust on his face turned into surprise.

...... Is this how the protagonist is treated? The opening game runs into the hidden boss. Em lay on the ground and shouted respectfully: "Master is on top, please worship the disciple."

This sentence stunned the old man, shook his head and smiled: "Just call the teacher, I will teach you with my heart." To survive in this world, you can't do it without some strength, don't cause trouble, but you can't be afraid of things. "

“ojbk...... I mean it's good~" Em smiled very flatteringly, looking like he had never seen the world.

......

"Wave! Chop! Raise! With the old man's burst of drink, Em sweated and trained with a bamboo sword, and one ordinary move after another hit the air with the whirring wind.

...... No one ever told me that training was so tiring. While Em was doing the movements mechanically, his mind was still complaining, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Adjust your breathing!"

The old man's voice exploded next to Em's ears, his body caught up with the rhythm faster than his consciousness, the air hissed into his lungs, the bamboo sword in Em's hand swung fiercely, and faint flames appeared on the traces of the swing, marking a wonderful arc.

Em and the old man froze at the same time, watching the faint flames dissipate in the air.

"Ahem... Not bad, good, keep training. The old man squeezed his slightly trembling hand, walked to the side, and muttered in his mouth: "... This guy is so perverted in nature? How could it appear in this damn place. But I'm a knife maker, and this guy can't possibly surpass my skills! Hmph..."

said his gaze drifting to a mottled knife on the wall in the center of the dojo, gentle as if looking at wheat, looking a little nervous.