Tracing the source begins with One Piece

Malinvando, bathhouse, bathhouse.

Moriah, alone, was taking a bath.

He originally wanted to find a private hot spring reservation, but unfortunately, he thought too much and didn't.

So, he had no choice but to make do with the public navy bathhouse. Moria said that he didn't wash for a day and felt uncomfortable all over. If he didn't wash for the next time, please spare me.

As for the fact that he was the only one in the entire bath, it wasn't that he chased people away arrogantly, but that Kaibing felt extremely stressed when he saw the King Shichibukai lying inside.

Those who were already inside saw Moriah and left immediately, while those who hadn't arrived yet went to the next door.

Well, it's comfortable for one person. The whole bathroom is his, but it's a pity that there is no back rub, and there are no such professional people in the naval base.

Otherwise, use Kagemusha to run home, or go back through Perona's tattoo mark.

I don’t know what the Three Heroes and Qisha are doing at this time.

Did the kitten eat well without him around?

It’s been a day away from home, I miss you all

Thinking of this, Moriah regretted that he didn't see beautiful cooks like Jessica in the navy mess hall in Marinefando tonight. They were all rough guys.

Although the food is rich in nutrients, the taste is not satisfactory, and there is no beauty to show off, so I eat alone.

Poor, poor

Thinking about the next five days, it's too boring.

Therefore, seasoning is needed during this period, such as drinking tea, visiting the small town of Marinefando, such as "training" some sailors, such as

After all, you need a place or object to relax and avoid the trouble of boredom.

Well, it's decided, it's you Smoker

For no other reason than because you are a winner in life. You have a childhood sweetheart and cute subordinates.

He needs to be "trained" well before he can take on heavy responsibilities.

The next day, Marineland Naval Training Ground.

"Smog, your ability is limited to this. There is no successor in the navy."

"No way, no way, I can't even defeat myself. Is this the level of a commodore?"

"Dasqi, look, he's blushing. He's anxious. He's anxious."

"Hahaha~~~"

At this time, taunting sounds and fighting sounds were heard one after another on the training ground.

Moria and Dusky were watching the lively comments on the training ground and were getting angry, while Smoker on the training ground was furiously fighting with his own shadow.

Hearing Moria's unscrupulous voice, his face turned red and he wanted to come over and blast the initiator.

The cause of the incident was that he got up early in the morning and had nothing to do, so he asked the sailors guarding the lounge to find Smoker. The reason was that he wanted to take him around Marineland to avoid entering forbidden areas by mistake.

Later, we came to the naval training ground. Although the war was approaching, there were still sailors training in twos and threes, but they were not in squads or regiments. Most of the officers were busy deploying.

When Moria saw this, he asked Smoker and his little follower Dusky, "Are you training every day?"

"Humph, of course, we are not lazy pirates," Smoker said "proudly".

"So, you are getting stronger every day, right?"

"Isn't it obvious that one day all pirates will be sent to prison?"

"Moreover, I will definitely get all the famous swords back from the pirates. They have defiled these famous swords," the bespectacled girl echoed, raising her little hand.

Moria secretly changed the concept, "Then you who are constantly getting stronger are stronger than yourselves at the last moment. Isn't that right?"

Smoker felt a little thoughtful when he heard this, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with it. He responded confidently, "Of course it is."

"I don't believe it," Moria began to dig a hole.

"Ha", Smoker was a little confused. It has nothing to do with you whether you believe it or not. You are not a naval instructor. You have the final say.

"I have a trial ability. I can let you know whether I have really become stronger. Do you dare to agree?" Moria said with a look of "you dare not agree" and tilted his head with half-squinted eyes. To see him.

Smoker was so "provoked" that he felt that he had been provoked and looked down upon. In order to defend his "dignity", the iron-headed boy couldn't be cowardly and went straight into the trap.

"Huh, why don't you dare?"

So, this is the scene now.

The two cigarette men were using the same Devil Fruit powers to fight each other. They were going back and forth, which was so exciting that it scared the onlookers, Marine Soldiers and Dasqi to the point where they broke into cold sweat and were worried about their families.

And everyone was confused.

Why do they have the same fruit abilities?

Why are the two people exactly the same, except for the different expressions on their faces? One has an evil and bloodthirsty face, while the other has a deep and solemn face.

What did that Shichibukai do?

Such an ability is too foul, right?

Hesmog moved his arms and legs, straightened his body and did gymnastics, and said "suggestion" to the owner, "Hey, that me, you are an eyesore, can you die here?"

Baismoge, the real owner, stared at the "black me" in front of him. When he heard these malicious words, he couldn't help but said seriously, "Who are you?"

Smoker was a little confused. Looking at this "Black Smoker" who seemed to have a self-aware personality, he had an unknown feeling in his heart.

That kind of malice was so sticky and bloody in his unskilled sense of domineering power, as if he had a deep hatred for him and wanted to cut him into pieces.

"I'm not a thing," Hesmog's hoarse voice sounded, and the "White Wind" unfolded directly, and white mist enveloped the entire training ground.

"I am you"

"How is this ability possible?" Smoker was frightened when he saw this and hurriedly guarded himself.

"Got you"

"What" Smoker.

I saw Black Smog instantly sticking his head out from the smoke condensed behind White Smog, directly grabbing the back of Smog's right hand, and then directly snatching away the "Ten Hands" in Smog's hand due to Smoker's carelessness. ".

This is a ten-hand weapon with a "sea tower stone" inlaid on the top.

The moment Hesmog got it, his eyes turned scarlet. He turned the ten hands in his hand and stabbed Hesmog hard, who was still a little distracted due to the same fruit ability.

It spurted out all the bitter water in Smoker's stomach, and then flew out with unabated strength.

bang~~~

A large human-shaped pit was instantly added to the wall of the training ground. It was more cruel than beating people like hanging paintings, and it was the kind that would directly penetrate the "wall" for three points.

"Commodore Smog", the marine soldiers and Dasqi who were watching couldn't help but yelled in a daze, and everyone felt pain when they looked at it.

woohoo~~~

The patient Smoker held his stomach, gritted his teeth and stood up hard, panting heavily, staring at Black Smoker who was waving his hands in front of him and laughing hilariously.

Guhahaha~~~