One Piece Book Painter

One month.

Probably no player has ever expected this situation. In the first month after entering the game, instead of trying out the various high-freedom gameplay advertised by the new dimension, they were locked up on this uninhabited island.

Even if the training methods are extremely rich and diverse, and even if players have special data-based treatment, every time they complete a training subject, they can very intuitively see the corresponding numerical improvement, and thus obtain an upgraded psychological comfort, but this will eventually change. Not to mention its insane nature.

If this was just an ordinary online game, then all the game designers in the new dimension could be dragged out and shot for five minutes.

After all, this was destined to be no ordinary online game from the very beginning. The name New Dimension alone speaks volumes.

The only thing that is still humane is that after mastering some of the repetitive mechanical training in the game, it can be hosted on-site with fool-proof programming. During this process, players can go offline, or they can choose to watch movies and other entertainment items that come with the game, which is quite good. It’s not like we really force every player to seriously cultivate immortality...

"After being locked up here for a month, will we lose touch with the outside world?" Uncle Hideyoshi asked while grilling meat. His background was a beautiful beach with no blind spots except for being deserted. Next to him was a newly hunted animal. The small sea king type that came up to kill.

"I think too much. I've been at home for twenty years and I haven't said that I'm out of touch with society?" Teacher Qindao lay lazily aside and pouted. Next to him squatted two girls with animal ears in simple clothes. One of them was fanning him. Fan, one feeds him, highlighting the other's inhumanity.

"..." The transvestite was speechless. After this period of contact, he already knew this guy thoroughly. Apart from spreading all kinds of -ban books on the Internet, don't talk about this guy in real life. How can such a weirdo have the nerve to say that he is not out of touch with society when he doesn't even know what it means to communicate with others?

However, Teacher Qindao's words are not unreasonable. If you switch to ordinary online games, if they are in retreat for a month like them, they will probably be separated by the first batch of players. After all, the game is a game after all, and a normal month is enough. The game has reached a very advanced stage, but fortunately, this is a new dimension of madness.

Not to mention anything else, it can be seen from the urine of Zefat training camp that in terms of strength improvement alone, there may not be many shortcuts in this new dimension. Even as a player, you can only spend a lot of money honestly. If you spend time practicing, you will at most improve faster than the local characters. It is absolutely impossible to return to the traditional mode of killing monsters and upgrading to get skill points.

"But speaking of it, today should be the last day, right?" Teacher Kotomichi asked casually while enjoying it.

"Well, I've been here for a month, and it's really boring." The cross girl Tong Xi nodded. The past month has been a fruitful one. All the students, including them, have benefited a lot, and there are five of them. With Zefa's personal guidance, they were also included in the list, but after all, it was still boring after holding it in for such a long time.

"The graduation exam, according to that little girl Ain, if you pass it, you will not only get a huge reputation reward, but you can also directly obtain a good naval rank. You will start as a major, and the highest one can even become a brigadier general. It's a bit exaggerated." Qin Dao said.

"Are you really planning to stay in the navy?" The transvestite child was a little surprised. Participating in Zefa's special training camp and joining the navy are completely different concepts. The former is just for Zefa's reputation, but the latter requires face-to-face training. For a real naval leader, he might even become a direct subordinate to Admiral Akainu.

Based on Akainu's previous impressions of the two of them, if it really developed into that situation, the picture would not be too beautiful.

"Of course, I am a good person, how can I become a pirate?" Qin Dao said this with an upright expression.

"..." The transvestite child's shoes could only hold her forehead helplessly: "As long as you are happy."

While the two were arguing, two very similar figures ran from a distance and came over to salute: "The first boss and the second boss are starting to gather."

If we had seen this scene a month ago, I am afraid it would have shocked everyone. You must know that these two are the Mikami brothers second only to Hina Kurokori among the local elites, but now they are submissive to Qin Dao, as if they are Self-proclaimed super diehard fan.

It's quite interesting to talk about this. The Mikami brothers were actually die-hard fans of General Akainu. When they saw the fake Akainu painted by Qin Dao, they were also shocked by the Qin Dao teacher. , and in a later competition, he was beaten to the ground by the fake mother's child's shoes, so the rankings were settled happily. Qin Daodao was the master, and the second fake mother was the master, and the two brothers became die-hard fans and followers.

"Okay, let's go have some fun." Qin Dao reached out and waved away the two girls with animal ears. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and lazily stood up and walked in front.

The transvestite child deftly put away the drawing board he threw aside, and consciously walked beside him, slightly behind him by half a body. The brothers Mikami, who had completely different personalities, followed respectfully, one on the left and the other on the right.

From a distance, the four of them looked like they were patrolling the streets in Causeway Bay, but their formation was a little thin.

Half an hour later, under the leadership of instructor Ain, all members of the Lin team came to a super battleship in the sea. Even the lieutenant general of the headquarters may not be able to equip a super battleship of this level, and the huge one on its huge sail The word "z" declares its owner's reputation all the time, Black Wrist Zefa.

"Every time I come here, I feel very shocked." Qin Dao looked envious when he stepped on the deck. If he could have such a giant ship like a fortress in the sea, not to mention other things, at least in terms of navigation safety, he would definitely have peace of mind. .

"Then get one." The fake girl said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, an unknown sneer came from his face: "Oh, that's not a small tone."

Everyone looked at the sound, and across the way was a group of special training camp students who had also just boarded the ship. Walking at the front was an extremely majestic figure, but not clumsy at all. Instead, there were terrifying explosions everywhere. man with short red hair.

"Fire Team, Mr. Yu." Although they were standing on the same plane, relying on their superior height advantage, the other party still showed an innate scornful attitude. He didn't say anything, but the aura on his body was obvious. It declares the strength of its owner in vain - I am not targeting anyone, everyone here is rubbish.

At the same time, the other two teams also arrived one after another, and the leaders of each were obviously familiar faces who appeared in the original work.

Mountain team, nicknamed Red Flag, x? Drake!

Wind Team, nicknamed White Hunter, Smoker!