Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

This is a pure white space, where you can see the endless white space, and you are in it.

There is a bookshelf in the center, well, it should be a display shelf.It is very simple and without any decoration.

The material looked like some kind of silver metal, glowing with a metallic cold light.If you look closely, it feels a little clear, like crystal.

Vic counted and found that there were only nine grids, distributed three by three, hanging quietly in the air.

He did not rush to study anymore, but called politely:

"Hello system, is the system here?"

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"Is this the main god's space? Or is it an infinite paradise? I want to cancel my account."

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"Space Elf, can you hear me? Intelligent robot? Are you online?"

Oh shit.

"Customer service, come out. No matter who you are, did you get my consent for bringing me here?! Send it back to me quickly. Damn you, this is a crime! Do you still have human rights! I want to file a complaint against you. !”

There was no response from the space, and there was silence. Vic felt even more angry, like a punch on cotton.

I feel like a clown.

"Do you know what kind of life I'm living? I'm worse than a beast! I'm going to die from overwork! What kind of hatred and grudges do you want to murder me so deliberately!"

There was still nothing unusual. Vic was very angry. After the anger, he felt aggrieved.

"I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a day anymore. Whoever wants to come can come. I live a good life in reality and have no regrets at all. My dad and my mom, what will they do if I leave? Is there anyone there? !!!”

He was a little discouraged. He really didn't understand why he was so unlucky? !

Since time travel, Vic has been cautious.Even to Fury and Barritt, who were close to him, he did not dare to reveal any secrets about time travel. At this time, he vented a little and felt much better.

Vic was not a blindly optimistic person to begin with, and the various experiences he experienced in time made him wary of his surroundings.

He knew that crossing was a one-way street and he could not go back if he broke the rules.

He thought optimistically that at least he was ten years younger and had the possibility of reaching the extraordinary.

And this mysterious space in front of you is a powerful key and a guarantee of safety.

It's a secret that I must protect even if I die as a time traveler.

He braced himself and carefully explored this compensation for losing everything.

Eight places on the display shelves were empty, except for the upper left corner, which was foggy.

Vic thought about seeing what was inside.

It was as if the fog had been pushed aside, retreating instantly, revealing the things in the middle.

Vic stared blankly at the thing in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes, this...this...

The thing in front of me looks like a banana, no, it is just a banana.

There are three in total, but the skin is green.

It is certainly not unripe, because the dense spiral patterns on its surface clearly indicate its identity - a devil fruit.

Why are there devil fruits here? !

I have never seen a devil fruit before!

Could it be that the cabinet grew on its own? !

Wait, when did this space appear?

Huh...huh...

It seemed that he was planning to escape after killing Fitch.

Yes Yes!Fitch!It's Fitch!

This must be Fitch's Devil Fruit!

Could it be that the Devil Fruit eaten by the Devil Fruit user he killed would appear here?

No, I didn't kill him with my own hands, I was just by his side when he died.

It seems that the Devil Fruit eaten by the person with abilities who was around him when he died will appear on this display rack.

I just don’t know what the distance limit is.

Vic stared at the devil fruit steadily, feeling a little confused.

Now that he has the good fortune to possess a Devil Fruit, Vic is faced with a question, should he eat it?

This is really a big problem.

First of all, Vic now knows what kind of devil fruit this is, and he knows it well. There is no element of gambling on luck.

But it is precisely because of this that Vic is even more entangled. After all, this fruit is really hard to describe.

Although Vic has no prejudice against animals, this animal fruit is really special in shape.

Although Vic has never doubted his desire to become stronger and is extremely determined, he is currently in great need of strength.

But he is also satisfied with his current image.

Vic felt a little scared when he thought of Fitch's appearance.

And he never felt that there was no difference between Devil Fruits.

Although a strong man is still a strong man no matter what fruits he encounters, this is true.

However, if the user's own qualifications are not taken into account, Vic believes that there are strong and weak fruits.

At least if the current fruit and a natural type were put together, Vic would choose the latter without hesitation.

But the reality is that Vic now has this only choice, and no choice at all.

For the safety of everyone's lives, some sacrifices must be made.

As the older brother, he is the backbone of their trust.

Now that Vic has the right to speak out, he must also take responsibility for the safety of the three people's lives and take the lead.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to think more about its advantages.

"Actually, animal fruits are pretty good too."

Of course there is nothing to say about the ancient species of phantom beasts. The problem is that this is just an ordinary species!

"What's wrong with the ordinary species? Even the ordinary species still have the characteristics that the animal type should have. Although I can't make a qualitative leap in strength after just eating, and I'm defeated by everything, at least I have a strong body and can still deal with danger. One or two, at worst it can be used as a human shield."

But the image of Shar-Pei is really...

"What's wrong with the Shar-Pei? Has it provoked you? Look at how deep its folds are, and how melancholy its expression of bitterness and hatred is, with deep affection in its melancholy."

Alright alright!But it is not a large dog after all, and its size has no advantage even among ordinary breeds.

"Superficial! I only look at body shape! Is there a direct relationship between body size and combat power?"

There's none? …

"Although they are a bit petite, they are still fighting dogs! Don't look down on petite combatants!"

After a lot of psychological preparation, Vic finally reached out his hand with a decisive look on his face.

Then......

Oh, I can't lift it.

Try again, maybe the posture was wrong just now.

Thinking this way, Vic tried to take off the dog fruit again.

...no response.

Vic was confused, what was going on? !You can only collect it but not take it out, so what’s the use? ! !

Then why was I so confused just now? ! ! !

Vic didn't believe in evil, so he tried different methods several times, but to no avail.

What's even more hateful is that there is nothing else in this space except display racks.

Vic tried to put other items into the space, but it didn't work at all.

It can't even be used as an ordinary storage space.

I have never seen such a useless golden finger.

This display rack really lives up to its name, with the same exterior and interior, unpretentious.

Vic went in with great interest and came out angry, feeling that he had been mercilessly beaten by fate again.

I swore in my heart that if I go in again to find abuse...

However, in the next few days, he tried again and again very honestly, and finally gave up temporarily after getting no results.