Pirate's Swamp Fruit

"Come again..biqugev"

Wilder started secreting the swamp in his body again.

Soon, a large number of swamps emerged in the body. Since the body has such a large capacity, it can hold only so many swamps without changing the shape of the body. If the secretion continues, the swamps will flow out of the body unstable. This is not Wilder wanted it.

Immediately, the swamp that controlled the body began to separate until nearly bullet embryos formed. At this point, everything went smoothly, but when Wilder was about to compress these bullet swamps, there was a grunt, and the swamp flowed out of the body again. come out.

"Gulu!" Veins were throbbing in the forehead, and Wilder's face was very dark. He didn't expect that it would be so difficult just to do this step. How did those guys in the original book get what they wanted?Especially the tyrant Bartholomew Bear, no matter how big his brain is, he still has to develop it, right?

It's like Big Bear was standing one day and suddenly said, "I have an idea now." Then the next second he said, "I can do it."

I really don't know how he developed those abilities that are so weird that they can't be connected with Meatball at all.

"Come again!"

After trying again and again and failing again and again, although Wilder's face was ugly at the beginning, he gradually calmed down.

That's how I got there when I learned to control the swamp, and now... the same result!

Time passed quietly, and after countless failures, Wilder finally found a pattern.

The separated swamps were successfully compressed into smaller particles in the body, although somewhat unstable.

“Next comes the squirt, the speed and the hardness.”

Time ticks by in practice...

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye...

"Da da da…"

In the dark aisle, the light of the fire reflected a faint blush, and a tall figure walked on the aisle, with cages scattered high and low on both sides.

Wilder's eyes swept across the cages on both sides of the aisle, and there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he continued to move forward.

Until it stopped in front of a dark cage.

The videophone bugs were no longer covering the area. Wilder glanced around, his body softened, and he flowed towards the cage.

"Gulu...!" In the dark cage, the swamp gradually twisted into a human shape, and Wilde grinned silently as he watched the sleeping man with his eyes closed in front of him.

"Who are you?" A dull and hoarse voice sounded, and the man opened his eyes, as if he had already noticed someone coming in.

"Uh heh heh..."

Wild grinned and lowered his head to look at the man sitting on the ground against the wall, "Former Rear Admiral Thorpod, how about we make a deal?"

"Deal?" Thorpod finally raised his head and glanced at Wilder.

"Deal." Wilder nodded and showed an exaggerated smile.

After a pause, "Then... let me introduce myself, Felster, the Deputy Warden of the Advance City." After speaking, Wilde stretched out his hand.

"The one who defeated the giant wild boar?" Torbold glanced at Wilder indifferently without any expression.

"Hmm... yes." Wilder withdrew his hand without changing his smile.

"I'm not interested in making a deal with a jailer."

"Hmm... don't you want to listen to me first? Maybe you are really interested. For example, the benefit of the transaction is to leave the promotion city?"

Wilder smiled strongly, looked at Tolpod, and the two looked at each other, as if time had frozen.

a long time…

Tolpod's expression changed slightly, his mouth curled up slightly, the arc became wider and wider, a fang was exposed, and a cold and crazy smile bloomed in his eyes.

"I told you that you would be interested." Wilder's smile became more intense, and his excited voice rang out.

"Yes, we are friends, aren't we?"

"Hmm...that's right, we are friends."

Afterwards, low and hoarse conversations sounded in the dark cage.

……

After coming out of the cage, Wilder restrained the smile on his face, his eyes were flickering.

What you need has been obtained. If nothing unexpected happens, another good show will be staged in Impel Down City soon. It could be as early as one or two months, or as late as half a year. Wilder can feel that someone's patience is almost over. Reach the limit.

Although I don't know when it will erupt, it must not be now, after all, the impact of the prison break still exists.

"Don't let me down, Magellan." After a moment of silence, a crazy smile spread across Wild's face.

In the following days, Wilder devoted all his energy to the development of the swamp machine gun in addition to work. The progress was also rapidly improving, and he was not far away from preliminary mastery.

Some plans for the next direction of things are also gradually being completed in my heart.

The passage to level 5 has not been assimilated for a day, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

"One thousand three hundred and six... one thousand three hundred and eight..."

Dull breathing sounded in the training room, and Wilde was doing push-ups with his hands on the ground with his upper body bare.

The muscles were beating vigorously and sweat was pouring out. Wilder's face was expressionless, and he was just doing the exercises mechanically.

After reaching push-ups, there is leapfrog. Every time the feet step on the ground, there will be a vague water stain, which is sweat.

There was a mountain of food piled up in the corner of the training room. Wilder did not touch it. After completing three thousand frog jumps, he continued to the next exercise.

Wilder did not miss sit-ups, pull-ups, long jumps, high jumps, any exercise method that can affect the muscles.

It wasn't until the end that his whole body was about to lose strength, and Wilder ran to the food piled up in the corner when he was swaying when he walked.

To say it was gobbled up is not enough to describe it.

The small mountain of food shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye. It wasn't until the last bite was swallowed that Wilder sat down to rest.

Scientific exercise methods do not exist in this world. It is normal to eat and drink after extreme exercise. If there is a strict exercise method, it may be the Navy Six Form.

He took out something wrapped in a folder from his body, opened it, and Wilde looked at the contents, which were his own handwriting.

It records the training methods of two of the six navy styles, namely the gun and the moon step.

This was a deal obtained from Thorpod, and the method was dictated orally and written down by Wilder himself.

"Moon step...pointing to the gun..."

Thoughts turned in his mind, Wilder looked at the above training method for a while, then put away the file, put on his clothes and walked out of the training room expressionlessly.

The next day, Wilder stepped into the training room again, and the training started again.

But soon, Wilder's pupils contracted to the extreme, and his body limply lay on the ground, short of breath.

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