One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"Enilu, since your dream is to go to the legendary infinite land, have you figured out how to go there?"

"Of course! Golden Boat!"

"Golden boat?" Iran Saint asked pretending to be confused.

Seeing this hateful Qinghai man's puzzled expression, Aini laughed seductively and said

"Yeah hahahaha, stupid Qinghai people, that is the vehicle of God. It is a ship of God created by using the conductivity of gold and my own ability!"

"Bang~" The Iranian saint hit him on the head with a burst of chestnuts

"speak politely"

"Oh, it's just a flying ship." Enel said, covering his head.

"Tsk, that should require a lot of gold, right?" Iran Saint crossed his arms and said with some sigh.

"Well, a lot of gold is needed to complete the core system." Enel also nodded and said.

"Can you build it by yourself?"

"How is it possible?! How can such a great ship be completed by me alone!"

"So, you have neither gold nor manpower, and you are just sitting here and thinking? Silly Enelu, go to sleep, you can dream about everything."

"Kacha~" As soon as he said this, there seemed to be some sound coming into Enelu's ears. Maybe, this is the sound of dreams being crushed by reality.

Perhaps Enel was really embarrassed after being hit hard by reality, but the passion he showed for his dream was indeed beautiful.

So Iran Saint, as an angel investor, was ready to give him a chance

"Don't be discouraged, Eniro. You will definitely succeed in your lifetime. If you can live to be 80 years old, you will almost have saved enough. Then you can go to the infinite land to retire. Wouldn't it be wonderful? But"

"But what?!"

"I have everything you don't have!"

The Iranian Saint put his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, looking like a master from this world. He glanced at the dejected Enilu from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Anilu straightened his body and showed a disdainful smile, mockingly

"Stupid Qinghai people, with the wisdom of mortals, I have long seen that you have no good intentions. Let's be honest, what are you trying to deceive me for?!"

"Alas~" Saint Iran sighed softly, looked at Enilu with pity, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

People's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and the world is on the decline. What is it that makes this once single-minded fool become the two-pronged person he is today? Thinking about the pain of growing up brings tears of bitterness.

"Believe me, Enel, I promise you in the name of Constantine that I will not cheat you."

The Iranian Saint looked up at the sky at a 45° angle and said in deep thought.

I believe you! You little brat is so bad. Eniro complained silently in his heart, but did not mean to interrupt. He was very curious about how the Iranian Holy Society deceived him.

"Although you and I don't have the name of master and disciple, we are actually master and disciple. Which master would deceive his disciple?"

oh? Is it the emotional card again? Enelu still had a sarcastic expression on his face.

"Hey, do you want to meet the top experts in this Qinghai Sea?! Five years, give me five years after building the golden boat, and I will take you to appreciate their elegance one by one."

"Do you want to spend five years in exchange for a golden boat?" Enel murmured to himself, weighing the pros and cons in his mind and then raised his head and said

"Well, I agree to your terms."

"Don't be so snobbish, it makes it seem like we are making a deal."

There was a hearty smile on Saint Iran's face, and he put his arm around Enilu's shoulders and continued.

"First think about the blueprint of the golden boat. If there is anything missing, just ask! Don't neglect your practice. There are many beings on the sea who can scare you with just one look."

"So, what exactly is that power? I'm not qualified to practice it yet?"

"Well, with your current progress, it will be almost done in more than a month."

Iran Sheng used his sense of knowledge to slightly sense Enilu's current life strength, and said so.

"A month? I understand."

Eniru lowered his head and thought for a while before saying. When he looked up again, there was no trace of Irani Saint. He turned over and jumped onto the boulder, and continued his journey of cultivation.

Although the whole country thinks that Enel is stupid, he is not stupid at all. Most of the time, he feels that he is smarter than others.

From the words of the Iranian Saint, he heard a sense of urgency, and he also understood that his opponent might be far more powerful than he imagined.

But so what? He is the god Enelu!

In the palace, Saint Iran sat quietly on the sofa, carefully studying the sea map in front of him.

He was silently planning what he should do in the future. He kept turning a green pen on his fingertips and writing something in his notebook from time to time.

"June 1512, 9 in the Haiyuan calendar

Although I didn't deliberately collect some information, I can imagine how lively it is under the seemingly calm sea.

In this chaotic situation, you just need to stay silently in the daughter country and you won't see me anymore, right?

It doesn't matter if you see it. After all, I am just a Celestial Dragon who is tempted by beauty. Although I don't know why Wulaoxing let himself go so much.

But since I got my wish, they probably won’t get it either.

Sooner or later, the world's structure will be restored to balance again, but will they never turn off the lights in their way? ridiculous!

Since the Void Throne has been empty for 800 years in the eyes of the world, let it continue to be empty.

For the time being, there is no need to form an alliance. Instead, we should shrink our tentacles. It is best to disappear completely in the eyes of those people. Anyway, the Tianlong people are reclusive, so I can't be unsocial.

In this world, only strength is the only right to speak. Golden Lion and Moria should have understood this after their rise and fall, but it is a pity that they know nothing about power.

Stack up your own strength, look for the most dazzling stage, and invite the world to dance with you under the brightest flashing lights.

Just wait another 8 years and Wang Lufei will go to sea. As the wheels of history are accelerating, the most indispensable thing is the stage! "

As I write this, the scarlet in Iran's holy eyes slowly expands again. I pause the pen in my hand, quickly close my eyes and take a deep breath to calm myself down, and then write again

"The bloodline of the Constantine family has a deeper and deeper influence on me. The ancestors and martyrs of the family have proved with their lives that madness is a precursor to destruction.

So you still have to be more restrained and do less things like seeking death.

After all, I am just a common man who is forced to protect himself.

But it shouldn’t be a problem if you just come here once or twice occasionally, right? "

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