A Pirate's Counting Life

Early the next morning, Mark was accompanied by Feiya to the grove. When he walked to the center of the woods, Feiya pointed to a tree and said

"Put a hole in it with a finger gun."

"kindness?"

Mark looked at Feiya with some doubts and said slowly, "I don't know how to point a gun?"

"Of course I know you don't know how. Isn't this just teaching you?"

"Then you should teach me!"

Mark looked at Feiya with some displeasure. How could he poke the tree without saying anything?

"Finger guns are very simple, you just need to quickly flow blood to your fingers and then..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feiya quickly opened a hole in the tree with his index finger. When Mark saw this, he also came to a big tree. He took a deep breath and imitated Feiya's movements and quickly poked towards the tree.

"Crack..."

Following the sound of bone cracking, cold sweat broke out on Mark's cheeks. He looked at the irregularly bent fingers and then turned to look at Feiya standing aside. His little eyes seemed to say, "Boss, this is not right either."

Feiya looked at Mark with a shocked face, then took hold of Mark's bent fingers, twisted them hard and straightened them.

"Hi~"

Mark took a breath of pain and resisted the urge to curse. Feiya said calmly, "Why didn't you just flow the blood quickly to your fingers to strengthen them?"

"Because you didn't teach me how to flow blood quickly"

After hearing Mark's confident speech, Feiya felt like she had a toothache and said angrily

"Can't you think of something that makes your blood boil, and then direct the blood to flow to your fingers?"

After hearing Feiya's words, Mark's mind suddenly flashed with the figures of Nami, Robin, the Empress, Peach Rabbit, etc. Thinking about this, he did feel a little excited, but the problem is that this position is not right.

Mark suddenly became a Muggle. Seeing Mark standing there, Feiya continued, "Forget it, since you don't know how to speed up blood circulation, then we will..."

"Stop practicing?"

Mark looked at Feiya expectantly. Feiya rolled her eyes and said slowly, as if you were kidding me.

"Then we will use the most primitive method. Don't you see that your body recovers very quickly? Then keep poking until a hole is made."

Looking at Feiya with a smile on his face, Mark really wanted to ask the other person if he was a devil. If he couldn't beat him, he really wanted to print his size 39 leather shoes on the other person's size 42 face.

Under Feiya's surveillance, Mark poked the big tree again and again, straightening it when his fingers were bent. He repeated this all morning, and finally opened a hole in the tree.

"I...I succeeded!!"

Looking at the small hole that was only half as deep as his index finger, Mark was crying with joy and Feiya took the opportunity to say

"This is all related to my wise guidance!"

Mark rolled his eyes. The bullshit instructor knew how to force me to poke him hard. If he hadn't been able to recover well, he would have been disabled long ago.

"Don't be complacent. Strike while the iron is hot. When you can reach one finger deep, we will move to the next stage."

Feiya's words made Mark, who originally thought he was out of trouble, fall into despair. Under Feiya's suppression, Mark could only poke the big tree with his index finger crazily.

As Mark practiced, the big tree in front of him changed its appearance in his eyes, from a tree to the appearance of Feiya.

Feiya looked at Mark who was attacking the big tree crazily and kept shouting "Xinei! Xinei!" with a happy smile on his face.

“It’s so full of energy”

Feiya secretly thought in her mind, looking at Mark with a little more admiration. There are not many naval forces working so hard nowadays.

Seeing Feiya constantly begging for mercy under his attack, and finally slowly falling down with a face full of unwillingness, Mark laughed happily.

"Hahahahaha, who else!!"

Mark fell into his own world, and suddenly a voice appeared in his ears

"Okay, okay, you have broken this tree."

Feiya kept shaking Mark, trying to wake up the little guy who kept laughing wildly.

"Why are you still standing here?"

Mark looked at Feiya with some confusion. Wasn't the opponent defeated by him just now? Why didn't he have any scars at all?

"I've always been here, but you've been giggling ever since the tree fell."

Mark stiffened and glanced at the fallen tree, feeling a sense of pity in his heart.

Before he could sigh with emotion, Feiya continued, "Since you have completed the first stage, let's start the second stage."

After saying that, she took Mark towards the town. The two of them soon came to the street. After twists and turns, Feiya took Mark to a small courtyard.

Feiya pushed the door open and said to Mark behind him, "Welcome to my home, the next training will be conducted here."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation to Mark. Mark stepped into the small courtyard, looked at the equipment piled everywhere in the courtyard, and said slowly, "Colonel Feiya didn't expect that you are quite rich. As far as I know, Malinfando's Housing prices are very high. Let me tell you honestly how much money you have collected from people."

Mark looked at Feiya with a playful look on his face. After getting along with each other for the past few days, he also understood the other person's temper. This level of joking could not make the other person angry.

Feiya rolled her eyes and said angrily, "It's inherited from my ancestors! I'm jealous! Do you think my century-old rosewood recliner looks like your annual salary?"

"..."

Mark felt like he had broken his guard. Why do you want to attack him personally when you are doing your job well? The first-class soldier is eating your rice, and he still dares to laugh at his low salary.

Mark wanted to see how amazing this recliner was. Mark spared Feiya and went straight to the recliner.

"You have to be careful, you can't afford to pay for any damage."

Although Feiya said nonsense words.But it didn't stop Mark.

I don’t know if it was a psychological factor when lying on the recliner, but Mark did think this recliner was pretty good.

But if I asked him to tell me what was good about it, he wouldn't be able to tell. He could only say that expensive things do have their reasons for being expensive.

"Okay, just lie down, it's time to get up and train."

Feiya interrupted Mark's emotion with words. Feiya pointed to the iron plate leaning against the stone wall and said in a relaxed tone.

"Did you see any iron plate? Your task today is to break it."

"What iron plate? Where is the iron plate? Why can't I see it!"

Mark groped around in the air with his hands and walked quickly towards the door. Are you kidding? The five-centimeter steel plate can be pierced if it is pierced?

Mark decided to pretend that the nice weather was perfect for basking in the sun at home, so it would be best to have a bottle of Ice Cream.

"Come back you"

Feiya grabbed Mark by the collar and lifted him to the iron plate. Looking at Mark who looked frustrated, Feiya made a cheering gesture towards him.

"Go, young man! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"

"No, no, no, I can't! I really can't do this!"

Mark waved his hand quickly. He was not stupid for joking. He still knew which was harder, flesh and steel.

Mark made up his mind that even if Feiya said that the sky was full of flowers and golden lotuses were blooming today, he would not poke this steel plate with his hands.

Feiya stretched out her index finger and opened a hole in the iron plate under Mark's shocked gaze.

Mark stretched out his index finger to explore the entrance of the hole, then swallowed and poked the iron plate on the side. It was indeed very hard.

Just now, he could see very clearly that the opponent was definitely not using Armed Color Haki on his hand, unless the opponent was using the second stage of Armed Color, which would spread the Armed Color around the body, forming a wall of air that could even deflect the enemy's air away if necessary. attack

Mark looked at Feiya and felt that it was impossible for a colonel to master this level of armed color, and he couldn't help but doubt himself.

"Did I really underestimate the power of the human body?"

I thought about the report I accidentally saw in my previous life: a mother lifted up a car to save her child in an emergency.

Mark decided to give it a try. The worst he could do was break a bone. After making up his mind, Mark’s eyes became firm.

"Finger gun!!"

Mark shouted loudly and then thrust out his finger. The next second, a scream erupted in the small courtyard.