Odin family of pirates

"Have you heard?"

In a dark and narrow alley, three or five people gathered together, whispering.

"Jack is dead."

There are several cold kilns with broken tiles on both sides of the streets, which leak wind and rain. This is the norm in slums.

"Which Jack?"

There are so many people named Jack, there are at least three or four in their slum alone.

"Who else is there? It's the Jack who keeps clamoring to become a pirate."

"what!"

Everyone gasped: "How did you die?"

No one dares to mess with Jack in the ghetto because he has a scary brother who protects him.

"hey-hey."

The speaker smiled triumphantly, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by eyes.

He cleared his throat, leaned forward slightly, and was about to continue speaking.

Suddenly, a soft sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the alley.

Everyone immediately fell silent and looked wary.

At the same time, they unconsciously moved closer to each other.

Theft, robbery, and fights are the norm here, so constant vigilance and teamwork are extremely necessary.

The footsteps were approaching.

With a little moonlight shining through the gaps in the clouds, the appearance of the visitor was revealed.

She has a delicate and slightly childish face, bright and deep eyes, and a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

"It's little Odin, the boy picked up from the old drunkard's house."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the person coming, as long as they weren't from those gangs.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say my name randomly. How can you know my size?"

When Odin passed by everyone, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then pretended to be surprised:

"...Has your wife told you everything?"

After saying that, without waiting for those people to refute, they walked straight past and disappeared at the end of the alley.

"Damn it, I gave this guy an advantage again!"

Several people were cursing, but there was no trace of anger on their faces.

are used to it.

......

After Odin left the dirty alley, he crossed two more streets before stopping in front of a dilapidated courtyard.

Push the door and walk in.

"I am back."

"Where's the wine?"

An old man with gray hair staggered out of the house.

Whether it's his swaying figure, drunken eyes, or thick breath, you can easily tell that he is a senior drunkard.

"I didn't buy it. I heard it was because Jack died."

Jack is a gangster who sells low-quality liquor and is responsible for selling liquor in the neighborhood near Odin's house.

"Ok."

The old drunkard's face was full of disappointment. Dead people couldn't attract his attention at all. He only cared about his drink.

He turned around and returned to the room, and soon there was a constant ups and downs of snoring.

Odin was used to this.

He came to the corner of the yard, picked up the only black iron pot in the house, and made some food.

Gray smoke rises in the night, and an alluring aroma of food floats in the yard.

Eat half of it and leave the rest in the pot, waiting for the old man to wake up and eat it.

"This world is actually not bad...at least the scenery is good and you can see quite a few stars."

While digesting the food, Odin sat on the small bench and stared at the sky in a daze, his thoughts wandering.

He is a time traveler, his original name is Ding Mastiff.

The name comes from my father’s love for dogs, especially Tibetan Mastiffs.

In his previous life, he was an executive of a Fortune [-] company and could be considered a pillar of society.

On a holiday that finally took some time off, he had just finished watching the latest episode of the anime "One Piece" when he was struck by a sudden thunder and lightning.

The last thought before falling into coma was: "It's time to cap the outdoor balcony..."

After waking up, he was lying on the dilapidated street, dying.

Later, he was rescued by an old drunkard who was passing by, and they have been living together for two years now.

"It's been two years. Where is my golden finger?"

Odin has no family ties and is not opposed to time travel.

He had an indifferent attitude towards Goldfinger. Of course it would be good if he had it, but he had to be strong if he didn't have it.

But that's talking about normal time travel.

Ever since he learned the origin of this world, he began to pray for the arrival of Golden Finger every day.

"What the hell, in the world of One Piece... human lives are like nothing." Odin stood up with a wry smile.

No matter how hard life is, you still have to smile.

After eating, start exercising.

Sprint back and forth, push-ups, squats...

Pumping your fists and kicking your legs randomly...

As an elite talent in his previous life, Odin is not a person who only relies on prayer to survive.

The principle of "relying on yourself for everything" is an ironclad rule wherever you put it.

He formulated a fitness plan that was not necessarily scientific based on his own conditions and made considerable progress in two years.

When he first arrived, he was just a little man as thin as a straw.

Today, he is 15 years old, 1 meters tall and weighs 72 kilograms.

The muscles on his body are tight, and his strength is almost as strong as that of an adult.

This kind of training effect is also thanks to the relatively sufficient food supply, but it is a pity that there is a lack of meat, otherwise the progress would be faster.

Silver light fell on the yard, and accompanied by the ups and downs of passionate snoring coming from the house, the young man waved his fists and feet in this dilapidated but clean yard.

He didn't know boxing or martial arts in his previous life, but now he just followed the impressions of boxing matches in his memory, trying his best to imitate punching movements and feel the way to exert force.

Tick-tock--tick--

Beads of sweat almost formed in clusters and kept falling to the ground.

Under high-intensity exercise, physical strength is consumed quickly.

Soon, his complexion gradually turned pale and his body began to tremble.

My physical strength is at its limit.

Odin didn't stop. This was his way of training: after his body reached its limit, he still had to continue for a while.

Although this method of limit breakthrough is very effective, it requires extremely high willpower.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the snoring in the room seems to have become lighter.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Odin finally stopped and collapsed on the ground in a large shape, his chest heaving violently.

He was breathing the fresh night air greedily.

Suddenly, an inexplicable voice sounded from the depths of his mind.

"Physique reaches standard, system awakens, talent awakens."

A stream of complicated information suddenly poured into Odin's mind, making his head swollen.

Immediately afterwards, a warm current rose up from the body, circulating continuously in the body, and then slowly disappeared after a while.

Odin was a human being with strong spiritual power.

In addition, he is a business executive, with clear logical thinking and strong information processing capabilities.

Therefore, the complicated and restless information flow in the brain gradually calms down under the constant flow of information.

Then, a sky blue interface appeared in his mind.

Name: Odin

Level: LV1

Talent: Self-healing LV1

Reputation: unknown

......

At the end of the "Level" column, there is a progress bar.

Odin feels like an experience bar.

At the end of the "Fame" column, there is an icon of a small box.

It’s just that the icon is gray, and it seems that certain conditions need to be met to open the box.

"It's finally here, brother."

Odin lay on his back with his hands clasped over his face.