The infinite wings of the pirate

Seeing that there were no objections from the people below, Yarischi waved his hand and said: "Then, let's begin. First, you can choose a heavy backpack, or of course you can choose not to. You are allowed to abstain midway, and those who abstain do not need to come back here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into a subtle silence. Yarischi didn't seem to be anxious or rushed at all. He walked to a table and sat down, crossing his legs and looking at everyone leisurely.

In fact, the second of these three rules cannot be ignored.

If someone carries a 20 kilogram backpack, gets a navy flag, and returns here within the specified time, then all those who choose to carry a 10 kilogram weight, or who do not choose to carry a weight at all, will be eliminated.

In other words, this is a game where a single person can raise the qualifying line.

Therefore, choosing the weight will be one of the keys to qualification.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang suddenly noticed a group of people walking out, about ten in number.

"Please give me a 10kg backpack."

"me too."

"Me too."

These dozen people all chose 10 kilogram backpacks. Seeing this, the sailor in charge of distributing them couldn't help but look at Yarischi.

"Give it to them." Yarischi curled his lips, as if he saw something.

When No. 1 got the backpack, he suddenly turned around, faced everyone, and said loudly: "Please listen to what I have to say! You must be thinking that this group of people all carried 10 kilograms of weight, which is a disservice to themselves. Don’t you have confidence in your strength and stamina? Or should I choose 20 kilograms?”

As his words came out, there was a slight commotion in the scene.

Seeing this, the man sneered and said: "Don't be fooled by the appearance! The real intention of this assessment is to unite everyone and not engage in internal strife. First of all, there is no limit on the number of qualified people. It is possible that everyone will be eliminated. It’s possible that everyone is qualified.”

"Have you thought about it? Yes, as long as we all choose a 10 kilogram weight, we will have a chance for everyone to pass. Our chances are the same, there is no competition between us!" The man shouted loudly: "My name is A Puton, who used to be a bodyguard of the caravan, now joins the conscription for the sake of justice in his heart. You are the same, right? There is no need to choose a higher load, as this will only make the assessment more difficult!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person next to him said: "That's right! Even if you choose a 20 kilogram load, you may not be able to complete the assessment, and because of the extra 10 kilograms of burden, your chances will be even slimmer. Therefore, I If you choose to listen to Brother Upton, let’s make a promise together. With a load of 10 kilograms, I think anyone who dares to come to participate in the military recruitment will have the opportunity to come back here, right?”

The two of them sang together, changing the game of raising the passing line into a game of how to improve the success rate.

However, Fang Lang couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "If you really think about everyone, why not choose 0 weight. What is this man named Upton paying attention to? Well, I can roughly guess it."

At this time, the strong man named Upton spoke again: "That's all I have to say. Anyway, we chose 10 kilograms. Even if you choose a larger load, I can't help it, but I really mean it." I hope everyone can do what I said.”

After looking at the time, he added: "It's already 10:15 a.m., let's go first!"

Immediately, these dozen people set off from the martial arts arena, and everyone watched them leave.

"Hmm, hahaha, not bad, not bad, interesting. You should hurry up and choose." Yarischi laughed. At first, he chuckled, but gradually turned into a laugh. He seemed to find this matter very interesting.

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the people present looked at each other, and soon people came out one after another, and they all chose the 10 kilogram weight.

Fang Lang didn't move and had no intention of moving. He had already seen through this game-like assessment.Xuanxuan Book Bar.xuanxuanbook.

However, there are always times when things develop beyond expectations.

The sailor who was distributing heavy-duty backpacks saw a slender woman, about 27 or 160 years old. As soon as the woman walked to the table, she smiled and said, "Please give me... [-] kilograms."

"Huh...?" Fang Lang was bored when he saw this scene. He immediately became energetic and couldn't help but look at the woman. Miao Tian's figure did not look like she could carry 160 kilograms.

The navy soldier was also stunned, looked at the woman, and said blankly: "Miss, I didn't hear you clearly just now. Please say it again."

"I kept saying the same thing several times, 160 kilograms."

"No, um, I mean, are you serious?" the navy soldier tried to dissuade. In this kind of assessment, some people were exhausted to death because of the 160 kilogram load. "Um, the heaviest backpack is equivalent to Two grown men, you, do you really want this?”

"OK." The woman nodded seriously.

In desperation, the navy soldier followed her instructions and gave her the final backpack. Unexpectedly, this woman was very strong and could easily carry it on her back and leave casually.

Fang Lang touched his chin and shrugged indifferently. If this woman can really come back here, then everyone who chooses 10 kilograms will be eliminated.

"No, don't worry, that woman will never come back!" Someone shouted sternly.

"Yes, that's right!" Others echoed.

But the choice still continues.

"160 kilograms."

"biggest."

"The heaviest."

"Anyway, I can only choose the 160 one. How annoying, that woman!"

One after another, people came forward, and most of them chose the highest load. Many people saw this and lost their will to fight. Some still chose 10 kilograms, and firmly believed that those with high loads would never come back.

Fang Lang looked around. There were more than 300 people, but only a dozen were left. Apart from him, everyone probably had no fighting spirit.

After scratching his head, Fang Lang walked up to Yarischi.

"Choose which side to bear the weight on," he said impatiently.

"No, I want to confirm." Fang Lang shook his head and asked: "The qualification is to hold the navy flag, come back here, and carry a load no less than others, right?"

"Yes, you can say that." Yarischi raised his eyebrows, stood up, and asked in a low voice: "You should be the last one. Which number do you choose, No. 1 or No. 5? Let me make a suggestion. , it’s best to choose number 5, the first woman to choose number 5 is a devil fruit user.”

"I see." Fang Lang nodded clearly, then smiled and said, "I choose No. 0, goodbye."

With that said, he slowly left the martial arts arena.

Alex was stunned, "Interesting. Is this man Avery, a bounty hunter?"...