Pirate Spring Fruit

Early August of 1517 in the Haiyuan calendar

This broken ship sailed on the sea for three days and three nights, and the shadow of the island could be vaguely seen in front of it.

In three days, while Bellamy slowly got used to the shrunken form, he also gained a better understanding of this new form.

During this period, in order to test the upper limit of his defense power, he made Drake completely transform and use all his strength to hit him.

A blow with about 3000 power (Lucci's was 4000), a claw hit him, sparks flew up, and he was able to break his defense.

According to Drake's description afterwards, he felt like he had hit a piece of steel.

After the beating, the entire paw was numb.

This form, which Bellamy temporarily named Gear [-]: Man of Steel, was so hard that it was a bit abnormal.

In this form, the density of the entire body changes drastically, and the flesh and blood body seems to be forcibly compressed into a body of steel.

If it weren't for the force of the collapse that he couldn't bear, this form would have been perfect.

In addition, over time, the second side effect of maintaining this new form began to slowly appear.

Turn on the third gear 24 hours a day, even if you don't have to fight or exercise.

Bellamy's appetite still increased dramatically in an exaggerated way.

The cost of compressing energy is a huge amount of physical strength and energy.

He now eats ten meals a day without being full. He sleeps until midnight and wakes up from starvation.

There weren't many supplies on the ship, so there was no way he could afford to eat like this.

Everyone had no choice but to take fishing rods and go fishing.

How could such a small amount of food caught fill this bottomless pit?

For three days, Bellamy's eyes were so hungry that his eyes were green. Now he looked at the rotten wood on the boat and wanted to take a bite.

As soon as he saw the shadow of the island, his stomach began to growl and saliva flowed from his mouth uncontrollably.

After giving some important instructions to his friends, Bellamy jumped into the sky in one step and sped towards the island in front of him.

"I'll go up and have a nice meal first, and you can find it yourself later."

Anyway, I have a life card, so I don’t have to worry about getting lost.

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This is Bellamy's second time coming to the Kingdom of Lubnir.

This country doesn't seem to have changed much from the last time I left.

This time, Bellamy didn't have any intention of hanging out. He went straight to the nearest restaurant and shouted for the food to be served as soon as he entered the room.

"Bring me all your staple food and meat, and hurry!"

Bellamy threw all the money he had, about 10,000+ Baileys, on the table.

When the restaurant owner saw so much money, he immediately smiled.

"Guest, please wait a moment."

The aroma of food soon spread throughout the restaurant. As soon as he smelled the barbecue, Bellamy almost couldn't help but rush to the kitchen.

He was really hungry these days.

"We must build a big ship this time."

Even if it's a cargo ship, it must be big, and the cargo hold must be filled with dried meat, wine, and root vegetables.

In short, just put whatever is easy to store.

Otherwise, it would only take half a month to go to sea, and he would not be able to faint from hunger halfway.

Medium-sized sailboats can no longer meet Bellamy's needs.

But a large sailing ship, even a cargo ship, is worth a lot of money.

It is definitely impossible to go to the shipyard to order one. If you can't build it within half a year, you can only find a way to grab one and bring it back.

Under the charm of money, the steaming hot food was quickly served on the table.

Bellamy directly picked up a roasted pork leg and took a bite of it, including the bones and meat.

The two rows of teeth closed up and down, and the big bone stick was instantly crushed into pieces, just like chewing tofu.

This pot of vegetables was served just a few seconds ago. A half-person-high roasted pork leg was gone in the blink of an eye.

No matter how fast the kitchen cooks, it can't compare to this speed.

But Bellamy had just filled his stomach, and his appetite was suddenly aroused.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

“Why is the food served so slow?”

"Guest, please wait a moment. You'll be here soon. You'll be here soon."

The restaurant owner has lived for so many years and has never seen customers who eat meat so fiercely.

Seeing that it was too late for the kitchen, he simply rolled up his sleeves and went cooking together.

Soon, bowls of food were brought out one after another.

The number of ingredients stored in the restaurant is visibly reduced.

Not long after, the restaurant owner walked up to Bellamy and apologized to him with a smile on his face, "Guest, look."

"This money, ahem... seems a bit not enough."

Bellamy ate too quickly and finished all the Bailey he brought in one go.

He touched his trouser pockets, but they were empty.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll go pick up some money and come back."

I was just half full, and I wasn't satisfied yet. I went to the black market to get some money and came back to continue eating.

"Pick up some money?" The restaurant owner looked confused. Can he still rely on picking up money?

Where can I find such a good thing? Can I take him with me?

"Okay, get the dishes ready. I'll be back soon."

The food in this restaurant is good and suits his taste very well. The boss deserves to get his money.

Bellamy patted his stomach and was about to get up when a strange man suddenly stopped him, "Little brother, wait a minute."

Is this calling him?

Bellamy has shrunk by a third of his body, making him now look like a little boy who hasn't yet reached adulthood.

But it was obvious that he was not used to this kind of situation. When someone called him "little brother", he was stunned for a while before he reacted.

"Are you calling me?"

"Yes, I'm calling you." The man walked up to Bellamy with a fake smile on his face, "Little brother, I think you haven't eaten enough. How about I treat you to this meal?"

interesting.

Bellamy could sense the strong malice in this man without looking at him.

Slave trader?Or a trafficker?

He didn't expect that he would encounter such a bad thing.

But he originally wanted to go to the black market, but this guy came just in time, saving him a lot of effort.

"Okay, boss, serve the food."

The boss seemed to know this man, and after seeing his behavior, he secretly waved his hand at Bellamy.

It's just that Bellamy didn't seem to notice the boss's hint at all, and just urged him to serve the food quickly.

The restaurant owner had no choice but to sigh secretly and did not dare to meddle in his own business.

Bellamy's current appetite is comparable to that of a Tyrannosaurus rex.

In the end, nearly 30 Baileys were eaten in this meal, and the man's face started to twitch before he stopped.

In the meantime, this guy who was suspected of being a slave trader had been trying to get information about Bellamy.

But Bellamy didn't even bother to look at him, he just kept stuffing things into his mouth, treating him like nothing.

It wasn't until Bellamy was full of wine and food that he finally raised his head and glanced at him, "What's your name?"

"Forget it, no need to tell me."

"Tell me, what can I do for you?"

Such an arrogant attitude made this man feel something was wrong.

In fact, when he saw Bellamy's exaggerated eating style, he had an ominous sign.

Today's vote will most likely result in a loss.

"I'm Moti, this little brother has a really good appetite."

After being mentally prepared, Morty smiled again and complimented Bellamy non-stop.

"Little brother, this is what happened."

"Our team found a treasure map, but we didn't have enough people to dig it out."

"I felt very friendly as soon as I saw my little brother, so I want to invite you to join our team and go treasure hunting together."

After saying what he had prepared, Morty noticed that Bellamy's expression did not change at all.

Feeling his extremely cold attitude, Moti couldn't help but shed a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

It seemed like he had hit an iron plate.

Just when Morty was about to give up, Bellamy suddenly said, "Take me there."

"what?"

"Aren't you going to go treasure hunting? Take me there."