Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The thick swamp surged, covered the roof, flowed along the eaves to the walls on all sides, and gradually surrounded the entire bungalow.

Wilder's eyes were serious, he just captured something from it.

That was a signal brought about by the release of his abilities. His swamp ability had a new change, and this change was none other than the accommodation of one of his characteristics.

"What is the opportunity for change?" Wilder frowned, thinking while capturing that feeling.

It is impossible for any change to appear for no reason, and Wilder believes that there must be something triggering this change.

"We haven't developed the feature for a long time, and we haven't used this feature. Could it be that the feature of swamp accommodation has been changing during this period of time?"

This is not impossible. If the changes are carried out step by step over a long period of time, then the current changes can be justified, and the application just now is obviously a process of advancing this change.

"What about other characteristics?" Wilder thought. Since the characteristic of accommodation has changed secretly, there is no reason why other characteristics will not change.

But what caused the change?

Wilder had some guesses in his heart. First, his overall development and use of the swamp ability has been improved. Second, the improvement of his own physical fitness has automatically opened the shackles in the fruit ability that were originally intended to be developed. After all, the body determines fruit ability.

The last point is the cause of the soul.

Wilder is more partial to factors that are present in all three.

But it's just a guess right now, Wilder is not sure if there are any changes in other characteristics, and now he can only capture that feeling with all his heart, otherwise it will be fleeting, and the opportunity may be missed.

The eyes were closed again, and the knowledgeable domineeringly participated in the capture while monitoring the surroundings.

Not long after, Wilder's eyes opened and a light flashed.

Caught

A hint of a smile emerged, and Wilder managed to catch that feeling in a go.

"buzz"

An invisible wave swept across the swamp, and the swamp squirmed crazily as if it had gained more power.

"Gulu Gulu." At this moment, the bungalow surrounded by the swamp seemed to be turned into air, allowing the swamp to shrink, without revealing a corner, as if the house was shrinking with the compression of the swamp.

Gradually, the swamp that originally expanded to completely cover the entire house shrank to the size of a fist in the blink of an eye. It was connected to the silk thread, flowed along the thread, and slowly poured into Wilder's body.

Silently, a bungalow disappeared in place, leaving only a wide and flat land.

Wilder fell from mid-air, his body did not have any ups and downs, and his entire body remained intact.

Accommodating characteristics obtained a qualitative change.

There was a gleam of joy on Wilder's face, and he regained his composure in an instant, with no wind or waves on his face.

After waiting for a while, after confirming that everything was complete, the swamp spewed out from Wilder's palm, forming a pool in an instant.

The swamp continued to spew out from the palm of his hand, pushing Wilde up, and at the same time, the swamp below was also surging and undulating under the driving force, gradually forming the shape of a bungalow.

When everything calmed down completely, Wilder took back the swamp.

A one-story house appeared in its original location completely, without any change, everything was as it was before.

"Maybe accommodation should be changed to storage." Wilder said to himself, then jumped off the roof and landed on the ground in front of the door.

Opened the door and walked in. In the room, little Aisha was sleeping soundly. What happened just now seemed to have no effect on her.

After taking a look, gently closing the door, Wilder walked out of the room again.

Sitting on the corridor, his eyes turned to the location of the palace.

There may be less than two days before the full-scale war will start. Before that, he has to make some plans and preparations for his own goals.

After thinking about it for a while, Wilder took out his phone and dialed, but the domineering arrogance still enveloped his surroundings.

"Ah Xin, I need a lot of remote-controlled explosive packs."

"Yes." A gloomy and deep voice came from the other end.

After hanging up the phone, Wilder stayed quietly for a while. It was enough to wait now. It was not the time to make a fortune. He had to wait for the explosive bag to come over. Then he took the money and planted the explosive bag at the same time. , detonate it at the right time, and in this way, the whereabouts of the money will be known. After the explosion, it is also a very scientific thing to be blown away.

Simple and rude, it can't even be called a plan of the plan, but sometimes, the simpler it is, the more miraculous it can be.

He didn't want everyone to think that the money was really blown away, he just wanted no one to suspect him.

"The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people are all on my side."

Wilder couldn't help laughing. It wouldn't be so simple for another person to plan, but everything seems to be predestined. The weather is during the war, the geographical advantage is a treasure house that no one enters, and the harmony of people is his ability.

That night, Wilder stayed up all night, drinking wine and looking at the moon. He was waiting, waiting for the delivery of the two machine guns, and waiting for the explosives.

Although he acted alone, he would still arrange some manpower in the surrounding waters in order to issue some tasks in time. Ah Xin happened to be not far from here, so, if there were no accidents, the two machine guns should have arrived similarly to those explosives.

The night passed quickly, and at six o'clock in the morning, Wilde left the bungalow. The monitoring arranged by the revolutionary army was useless to him.

After a while, Wilder came to a deserted reef on the seashore.

In the hole between the boulders, Wilder saw Ah Xin, who was dressed in black robes and wearing a mask, as well as dozens of members of the Zeguo who had separated from the black snake.

There are more than wooden boxes placed in the potholes among the boulders. In addition, there is a box in the middle that is a bit longer than the other wooden boxes. Inside are two heavy machine guns that glow black and cold.

They nodded at each other and did not speak. The actions and tasks that should be arranged have been arranged, so naturally there is no need to say anything about the rest.

Without dispersing the crowd, under the watchful eyes of dozens of members of the Ze Kingdom, Wilder waved his hand, and a large amount of swamp poured out from his hand, covering dozens of boxes in the blink of an eye.

With these boxes, Wilder left.

Dozens of members of Zeguo looked at Wilder's leaving figure with different expressions, including admiration, respect, and a firm look as warm as fire.

Ah Xin said nothing and watched Wilder go away. There was a word "supervisor" tattooed on his mask, which corresponded to the captain of the Zeguo Supervision Force. He was responsible for monitoring and investigating, and of course was responsible for dispatching and arranging the duties. Supervision, making the most appropriate arrangements and dispatches based on the known information, is the same regardless of whether it is the troops under his jurisdiction. It is a profession that assists other troops and assists the overall operation of the entire Zeguo. Its importance and power can be called a senior cadre. The highest among them.

And other troops, such as the mask of the fighting character, represents the combat troops. There are five combat troops in total.

The mask with secret characters represents the assassination team. There are two teams in total, and the captains are Egger and Yves.

The mask of the word protector represents the guard force, which is a force that sits at the headquarters. The captains are Claire and Flander, but Claire is also responsible for secretary positions and business operations.Fran Peter alone served as the captain of the two types of troops, but the focus was on the word protection troops, and the fighting troops would only dispatch Flan Peter out when it was necessary.

There is also a transport unit, whose mask is the word "luck". The leader is General Kuchiel, one of the twelve cadres recruited by Wilder himself. Not long ago, he won the third place in the competition on the training island. One, was promoted to a senior cadre, entered the centralized body, and served as the captain of Zeguo's transportation force. The island he was previously responsible for had been handed over to other cadres.

Part of the right overlaps with Ah Xin, who is responsible for transportation and dispatch.

Less than half an hour had passed when Wilder returned to the bungalow. He picked up little Aisha from the bed, and after washing up, the two went out to have breakfast.

Naturally, there would be no such thing as soy milk fritters for breakfast, and bread and milk were obviously not to their liking, so stupid lamb shank and sand carving fish became the first choice again.

"It's delicious." Little Aisha grabbed the mutton leg in one hand and the sand carp fish in the other. Her mouth was full of oil and her eyes were shining.

Wilder didn't speak, making the next plan in his mind.

After eating, Wilder left the child Sha in Pingyuan and left alone.

"boom"

The sound of artillery fire came from a distance, and Wilder frowned. He did not expect that the battle would start again so soon, and judging from the movement, it was very likely that a large-scale battle would break out today.

"But there shouldn't be a full-scale war yet." Wilder said, for no other reason than there was no movement at all where he stayed.

Thinking of this, Wilder's figure flickered and quickly flew to the palace.

According to the agreement, today is the day for him to make a move, but now, of course, it's important to finish his own affairs first.

Sneaking silently into the palace treasury, the swamp on Wilder's body erupted, swallowing the gold accumulated on the ground in the blink of an eye.

This was just the beginning. In the next moment, the swamp washed away and spread like a tide. Wherever it passed, gold and antiques were all submerged and swallowed up.

In less than ten breaths, there was nothing in the huge space. Wilder retracted the swamp and turned his gaze to the tall iron gates around him.

The swamp surged again, and the body turned into a flowing semi-liquid form and got into one of the big iron gates.

The same process, one after another, each of them, including the huge space, only left a bit as a residue after the explosion, and Wilder took all the rest into his pocket.

After that, I did some other things in it.

There was no unnecessary action during the whole process. After the completion, Wilde left the palace silently.

The sound of artillery fire became more and more intense, and there were swords and guns fighting on the streets.

Amidst the roar of countless people, the two teams collided fiercely.

"Go to hell, King's Army." A man wearing heavy armor roared and struck hard with the sword he held high.

"Clang" sparks flew everywhere, and the two knives were tightly entangled together. A soldier of the King's Army gritted his teeth to resist the fierce knife.

"Poof" then, a knife passed through the soldier's chest, and a rebel stood behind him with a ferocious face, holding the bloody knife in his hand.

"Kill!" After pulling out the blood-stained knife, the rebels' morale greatly increased and they shouted, raising their swords high.

After the handover of weapons, the two armies rushed into each other's camp, fighting everywhere, and fell into a melee.

At the same time, in the far rear camps of both sides, artillery fire continued to bombard the towns and streets. Huge boulders had been rolled over, rubble was flying everywhere, and they were reduced to ruins.

The sound of footsteps was deafening, and soldiers from both sides continued to come from their respective camps. Soon, the two armies met and fell into a battle.

The rebel army marched towards the palace, but it was difficult to walk. Countless people fell every step forward during the resistance of the king's army, including the king's army and the rebel army. The battle was very tragic.

The battle continued until dusk, and the battle situation remained stalemate. By this time, the flames of war had spread to more than half of the country, and it was considered a full-scale war.

When the darkness fell, Wilder knew that he could not wait any longer. After arranging for little Aisha, Wilder walked into the battlefield.

At this time, as the rebels continued to advance, the main battlefield had been moved from the major streets to the King's Square, a huge square that could accommodate people.

After the rebel army rushed here, the previous situation was suddenly reversed, because only after arriving here did the power of the king's army truly show itself.

Among the generals of the army, except for General Zheng Guo, all the other generals have poured into the battlefield, and soon killed the rebel army and retreated steadily.

"Then please leave it to Mr. Zeguo."

In the darkness, two figures stood on the wall looking at the battlefield below. One of them, a man in a green-brown robe, said.

Beside him, stood a tall figure, wearing a black robe, a pure white mask, with a king character tattooed on the forehead of the mask, it was Wilder.

"I see." A deep voice came from under the mask.

Not long after, Wilder's figure flashed and disappeared from the wall.

"Pay attention to him." The person who stayed on the wall said, and in the dark, several people who were dressed in blue-brown robes like him nodded and scattered into the battlefield.

The person left behind frowned slightly looking at the situation on the battlefield: "The situation is unfavorable."

Turning his eyes, he looked in the direction where Wilder left, and his face calmed down again: "I hope we won't be disappointed."

The battle on the battlefield was fierce, the artillery fire roared, the two sides fought endlessly, and people kept falling and jumping on them.

And at this moment, a black shadow landed on the fountain sculpture in the center of the square that had stopped operating, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

The two sides fighting nearby stopped at the same time, frowning, staring at the figure solemnly, unable to tell whether the opponent was an enemy or a friend for a while.

"Who is that?" someone said in surprise.

The voice falls

At this moment, two subtle clicks sounded, and the figure moved.

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