The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

April 1493, 9 in the Haiyuan calendar.

In the small round house on the second floor, Reg, who was alone, bent, folded, folded, or bent his body. This series of movements were all aimed at developing the flexibility of the body.

At the beginning of the practice, Reg was worried that his muscles and bones were too stiff and he would not be able to do these "awkward" postures. However, he underestimated the softness of the child's body.

Because of long-term physical exercise and meditation, Reg was able to quickly start practicing what Grandma Ze called "soft skills".

There are a total of 11 postures in the soft skills: starting from praying pose, extending arms, forward bending pose, riding pose, etc. and finally ending with praying pose. This is a dance-like physical skill that is completed in one go.

Just studying took a lot of sweat, and it wasn't until today, the 10th day, that he could barely sit down with this set of movements.

Although this process involves sweating, bones aching, and mental exhaustion, the benefits are obvious: at least I have become more proficient in the application of paper painting.

If you want to rely on normal practice methods, this time will take at least about 30 days.

Now it is just a set of movements, and there is such an obvious improvement, which shows its strong integrity and inheritance.

Before leaving, Grandma Ze said that when he could do this set of movements as he pleased, the armed domineering energy in his body would naturally be channeled.

The children of Daughters Island start practicing another physical skill at a young age. Basically, when they are 10 years old, they can add armed Haki to their bodies or weapons to increase their lethality.

"It's such a great gift and I owe you a lot of favors."

Reg's breathing gradually stabilized while he was sitting on the ground. Although the energy consumption was great, he recovered quickly.

Jiujitsu, like meditation, is something that requires long-term persistence.

My mother-in-law left Xia Qi yesterday because a beautiful girl named Ziluolan came to her door.

According to Xia Qi, it was because a relative in her hometown gave birth to a third child, a newborn child, and there were two older sisters in front of her.

Reg guessed at that time that it was Boa Marigold, the eldest of the three Hancock sisters in the future, but of course he would not risk his life to ask.

"It's time to go"

Reg stood up and glanced at the dark night outside the window. Xiaqi's friend's merchant ship would set sail for the Capital of Seven Waters early tomorrow morning.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his goal, Reg started to worry about gains and losses. The upcoming trip to the empty island was too important.

When things come to a close, how many people can remain indifferent to the gap between heaven and hell?

When Xia Qi opened the door and walked in, she saw Reg looking out the window.

"What's wrong, does Brother Reg fall in love with me?"

Reg turned around and nodded: "Of course Sister Xia Qi lives here very comfortably and at ease."

"You can stay if you want, but you have to wear the clothes I provide." Xia Qi smiled narrowly.

“Let’s skip this one.”

Reg rolled his eyes and this was the price he paid.

A few days ago, Xia Qi naughtily provided him with a simple outfit in a pink princess dress and red leather shoes, and then took him to visit the Chambord Islands for a few hours: it was called purchasing supplies.

He was so tall that he could only dress up as a lolita. This kind of training was simply too shameful: at that time, Reg dug a hole to bury his own heart.

"Haha, it seems to have left a psychological shadow."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Go back to your room and clean up. I'm going to close the shop first." Xia Qi left happily.

Reg shook his head, clenching and unclenching his fists. No matter what, he was going to give it a try: giving up before doing anything would be a sign of neglect.

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Three days later.

Boom, boom, a slight knock on the door sounded in the small junk cabin.

Reg, who opened his eyes in the hut, made no sound, and the visitor did not continue to knock on the door.

"You two come with me, there are some things that need to be moved there."

"It's already so late. Let's move tomorrow, boss."

"Shut up you lazy idiot."

Then the curses from outside the door reminded Reg that it was time to leave.

Xia Qi's friend was the captain of the guard on the merchant ship, and no one noticed his boarding.

In the past few days, except for solving personal problems at night, Reg had been staying in the glove compartment where no one would come to check.

A few seconds later, after confirming that the footsteps of the three people were gone, Reg, wearing a black cloak, quickly opened the hatch and ejected directly from the merchant ship into the shore with moon steps.

"Boss, there seemed to be something just now."

"You kid, don't be lazy. I'll go take a look."

After reprimanding the sailor, the man chose to return. When he came to the side of the ship, he saw Reg bowing slightly under the bright moonlight.

"Huh, what a brave boy."

After muttering, the man turned away from Reg and quickly left the place, disappearing into the shadow of the building.

The City of Seven Waters is like Venice, which Reg had only seen in pictures in his previous life. It is a "city in the sea."

In his sudden glimpse on the boat, what Reg saw was the looming outline floating on the water under the bright moonlight.

In the brightly lit city not far away, beautiful songs and seductive fragrances floated by the breeze.

The sound of waves caresses this city of miracles, alleys, mask shops, a section of canal, a small bridge.

Turning right, there were stalls and an arch bridge. Reg quickly moved through the night, and gradually moved towards the center of the city without stopping.

There are seven shipyards in the city and competition among them is fierce.

Whether it's pirates, navy, or merchants, these seven companies are all willing to come. As long as you can pay enough Baileys, you can get a ship that suits your needs.

"Tom's company hasn't moved to the warehouse under the bridge yet, so we might see that thing."

Reg, who was walking through the darkness, was inexplicably expecting that if that were to happen, he would be able to witness a piece of history.

"I haven't seen that fish-man Tom for a long time recently, hiccup"

"I heard they are busy building ships at the scrap yard."

"Isn't it just a ship for pirates? Isn't it necessary to be sneaky?"

"Haha, we have to thank that silly civet cat, otherwise how would those warships get our turn?"

"Shhh, keep your voice down, it seems like your skills are so poor."

Under the bright light, the chatter of several drunkards floated into Reg's ears in the alley.

I was originally regretful that I couldn't see Franky's funny Reg at this time, so he immediately stopped moving forward. There is no such thing as a crime in shipbuilding in this world.

In my memory, the white-bearded judge on Judiciary Island also made it very clear that it is not illegal for shipbuilders to sell ships to anyone.

If Roger and the others hadn't gotten their hands on the "blank 100 years", I'm afraid the World Government wouldn't have been so angry that they would have executed everyone who had anything to do with him.

"That side of the scrapyard means south of the warehouse under the bridge."

After recalling the map of the Seven Waters Capital, Reg turned around and quickly headed towards the warehouse under the bridge.