I'm an undercover pirate and I'm about to become a Yonko.

"If there is a chance in the future, I must find a way to kill that old man from Golden Lion, and then find a way to get the Piaopiao Fruit."

Noel said viciously, and then began to fantasize about what would happen if he got the Piaopiao Fruit.

"Hey, Noel, what are you doing? We have all been waiting for you for a long time!" At this time, Yamato's voice came from outside the door.

Before Noel could react, Yamato kicked the door open.

"Ah, Noel, why haven't you gotten up yet? There's really nothing I can do about you." Yamato sighed after finishing speaking.

"How do you have the nerve to say such things, Yamato." Noel also felt a little speechless.

After saying that, Noel stood up and started to pack away, while Yamato looked around the room with a curious look on his face.

"Noel, why do I feel that your room is larger than ours?" Yamato asked strangely after observing it carefully.

"How is that possible? It must be your illusion." Noel couldn't help grinning. Last night, because he was dissatisfied with the environment of the previous room, he quietly changed to a higher-end room.

Who would have thought that Yamato would suddenly barge in today. If Yamato hadn't said anything, even Noel would have forgotten about it.

"No, I just feel that the room there is much better than ours. I want to change with you!" Regardless of whether it was an illusion or not, Yamato sat down on the chair and started yelling.

"Keep your voice down, there are people resting in other rooms." Noel quickly covered Yamato's mouth and said.

Yamato frowned, and after looking at Noel carefully, his eyes became a little pitiful.

"Forget it, I won't change with you. I didn't expect that Noel, you are so young and have already started to suffer from Alzheimer's disease."

The corner of Noel's mouth twitched slightly. Unexpectedly, he would be ridiculed by Yamato one day.

"What are you talking about?" Noel also became a little puzzled. He always felt that Yamato was acting a little weird today.

Yamato said matter-of-factly: "Because of our battle yesterday, how could there be so many people living here? The rooms around you are all empty."

"Um..." Noel was silent for a moment, then put on his clothes and walked out expressionlessly.

After hearing what Yamato said, Noel also felt that his IQ was not enough.

Noel touched his chin and thought: "It seems that I have to stay away from Yamato. After spending time with idiots for a long time, I have become a bit of an idiot."

Noel blamed all of today's events on Yamato, and Yamato seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and walked quickly towards the lobby of the hotel.

"Hey! Everyone, I want to tell you something!" Yamato's expression became serious when he came to the hall.

"Ok?"

Several people sitting in the hall began to be a little confused when they saw Yamato's serious look. To be honest, it was really rare for Yamato to look so serious.

"What I want to say is that Noel is already old..." Before Yamato could finish his words, Noel came from behind and covered him.

"It's nothing, it's just that Yamato had convulsions again." Noel explained calmly.

Noel's explanation also made everyone suddenly realize that they had long been accustomed to Yamato's indirect convulsions.

Yamato began to struggle continuously, and it was not until Noel whispered something in Yamato's ear that Yamato became quiet.

"I calculated last night, we will probably stay here for three days, so everyone can move around freely, but I said first, don't cause trouble, especially you, Enelu."

Seeing that he was named, Enelu became a little unhappy. Why should he just talk about himself?

"Humph!"

In view of Noel's strength, Eniru didn't make much rebuttal, and disappeared in a flash of lightning.

As for others, Noel is also relatively relieved. Although there are many shops in this city, as a food city, it is still focused on food, so Noel is not afraid of Yamato doing anything else.

After letting go of Yamato, Noel said seriously: "Yamato, don't forget that you still have a mission here."

"Don't worry, I have already figured out what to do, but I have no money." Yamato said, patting his chest.

"It's okay, I have it. Just go ahead and do it boldly." After Noel arranged the matter, he left alone.

After seeing Noel leave, Renee said a little worriedly: "Yamato, do you really have a solution? Do you want us to help you?"

Yamato said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. I have already figured out what to do. You can just watch it when the time comes."

After saying that, Yamato also left the hotel happily.

Yamato, who had already made a plan in his mind, first came to a restaurant that looked very big.

After ordering a few dishes, I began to wait patiently, and at the same time I was constantly thinking about how many people we would need to recruit.

Until the food was served, Yamato didn't think about how many people he wanted to recruit, but seeing that the food was already served, he forgot about it.

After Yamato tasted the first bite, his eyes lit up. Although the food here was not as good as Allen's, it was still very good.

After a while, Yamato finished all the food on the table. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yamato quietly slipped into the kitchen.

"What should I add to this dish to make it more perfect?" In the kitchen, a tall man wearing a chef's hat looked at the food in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Yamato came to the chef and saw that the chef didn't notice him, so he naturally took a pair of kuaizi and took a bite.

"Yeah! It's delicious!"

"But it's not enough!"

The chef responded subconsciously, and then he was stunned for a moment. He looked back at Yamato, and the two just looked at each other for a while.

"Who are you?" The chef frowned. This is the center of the kitchen, and outsiders are not allowed to enter at will.

Yamato did not answer this question at all, but said seriously: "Do you want to know who is the strongest among the chefs in this city?"

"Who is the strongest?" the chef asked curiously.

Yamato shook his head seriously and said, "I don't know either!"

"Are you here to cause trouble?" Veins appeared on the chef's forehead, and his eyes became unkind.

"Tomorrow at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, in the square in the east of the city, most of the chefs in the city will go there, and I will tell you the answer there."

After Yamato said this mysteriously, he turned and left here.

Then Yamato began to repeat what happened just now. As long as it was a restaurant she was interested in, she would stage such a scene.

Occasionally, some chefs would be uncooperative, and Yamato would secretly note these people down and prepare to take other measures.