The Lord of the Underworld of Pirates

Sensing that there seemed to be no danger around him, Brooke felt that he had found the reason and put down his worries.

Regardless of whether he is sick or possessed by an evil spirit, after all, he will die with only a handful of old bones left, so there is nothing to worry about.

Brooke began to slowly control his body, from his hands to his feet, slowly stood up and walked staggeringly.

After a while, Brooke felt something strange. The bone body was actually lighter than when it was made of flesh and blood, but its strength was only less than [-]% of its original strength. This also meant that his sword skills would be greatly reduced.

It took him a while to gain control of his body, and Brook couldn't help but be silent for a moment while looking at the skeletons on the deck.

Returning to the place where he died just now, he picked up a black hat and straightened out his worn dress.

I slowly came to the captain's room on the second floor and saw that it was a mess, so I started to move out the sundries from the captain's room and emptied it out.

Mo Wen's perspective was always focused on Brooke. He saw Brooke slowly putting away some scattered skeletons around him to the captain's cabin on the second floor. He didn't care whether Brooke understood or not, and asked:

"Brooke, is this your partner of the Lumba Pirates?"

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for a year, and I don't know if Captain Youqi survived."

Brooke, who roughly guessed what the other party said, replied.

The person who responded to Mo Wen was in unintelligible Japanese, which made Mo Wen a little overwhelmed and unable to communicate at all. . . . .

Mo Wen felt that he needed to introduce himself formally, well, at least let Brooke know his name.

Um, what should I say in Japanese? Oh, by the way, Mo Wen felt the existence of his arm, took control of the arm and made a not-so-standard fist-holding ceremony, using Luffy's famous saying that he had heard countless times:

"I want to be a pirate, no, I am, don't ask, please give me some advice!"

Brooke had just moved his friends to the captain's cabin when his arm suddenly made a strange movement out of control and he heard an introduction that he could barely understand.

Well, as a pirate, his name is Mo Wen.

Brooke took over the body, put his right hand on his chest, performed a standard gentleman's courtesy, and introduced himself:

"I am the acting captain of the Lombard Pirates, Bige Brook. You have called me before, so you should recognize me!"

Mo Wen felt that this should be a response to his introduction just now, and he could only understand half of it.

My balls ached, and I didn’t know how to communicate later. I replied OK, yes, and then I went diving quietly.

While watching Brooke collect the remains of the Lumba Pirates, he watched Brooke begin to search the entire ship again.

Mo Wen felt that the current problem was communication. He had to master the language first, and then see if there was any way to get a flesh-and-blood body. I don't want to be a lifelong virgin. Isn't the Empress Nami Robin delicious?

Mo Wen, who was in a state of soul, had tears of dissatisfaction flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he had already begun to daydream.

Well, look at this situation, Brooke has just been resurrected.

It will be more than twenty years before Roger dominates the sea, and it will be more than forty years before Luffy comes here.

Try to learn the language in half a year, build a physical body in five years, practice swordsmanship, eat some fruit, ride on Roger's boat and become a veteran, and then be recruited by some world government or navy, and become A Shichibukai, developing in a low profile, killing the four emperors and becoming CEO~~~~~~

After a period of wonderful fantasy, Mo Wen saw Brooke finally stopping and preparing to play with the violin and cane sword he had just found.

Mo Wen began to try to express his intention to ask Brooke to teach him the language, with a flurry of Chinese and plastic Japanese and English body movements.

Brooke looked at the dancing body, half-understanding a bunch of words, and finally roughly guessed what Mo Wen wanted to express.

Considering that the only person on the ship who could talk was the pirate named Mo Wen, Brooke also wanted to know what happened, so Brooke grabbed the body, nodded, and the skull creaked with a smile:

"Oh, oh, oh, that's okay. Although I'm not a linguist, I can teach you the basics and the language."

When Mo Wen saw Brooke nodded, knowing that he had agreed to his request to learn the language, he felt relieved and hurriedly thanked him in plastic Japanese;

"Thank you, thank you, Brooksson!"

Brooke couldn't help but touch the crutch in his hand, feeling that he had caused some trouble for himself...