Pirates of Extreme Chaos

"My poor child~" Xue Noriko took the fainted Brad from the mosquito girl's arms with a heartbroken face, and put him on the bed familiarly. He used the prepared water and towels to help Brad clean up the dirt, and said worriedly: "Everything continues. It’s been a week, and little Brad has been torturing himself to the point of exhaustion and bruises every day. It’s not just hard work anymore, it’s completely self-inflicted.”

Closing the newspaper, Lasky looked at his anxious, vaguely irritable wife, and said helplessly: "I can't persuade her, Yuki Noriko. You know, little Brad is a child with strong opinions."

"You", Xue Fazi turned away angrily and turned his back dullly.

After taking a long breath, Lasky sighed: "The accident of my eldest sister and brother-in-law had a far deeper impact on little Brad than I imagined. It not only promoted little Brad, who inherited the excellent genes of his parents and was precocious, to rapidly mature his character, but also The cruel reality even scares little Brad, but he is not at a loss. When one day he feels that he is no longer vulnerable, I think he will stop."

As expected of an elite agent, Lasky roughly judged Brad's mentality accurately by observing Brad.

No one wants to exercise all day long to the point of fainting from shock, suffering muscle pains like knives, limbs that seem broken, and internal organs almost burning. Who doesn’t want to hide in an air-conditioned room in the hot summer, eat watermelon and cold drinks, and feel comfortable? Do some personal hobbies

Brad also likes to enjoy, but he is more aware of the dangers of the world, so his subconscious infinitely expands his inner uneasiness, and over and over again self-hypnotizes himself, "If you don't work hard now, you will die at any time in the future", forcing yourself to do so.

"He is only six years old." Yuki Noriko took good care of Brad, feeding him spoonfuls of salt water: "His body will collapse sooner or later."

Lasky said seriously: "Don't underestimate people's potential, let alone little Brad's will, Xue Fazi."

"Don't underestimate a housewife who worries about the safety and life of her family every day, asshole." Xue Fazi angrily covered Brad with the quilt, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.

Lasky grinned and pretended to be transparent.

"Sigh~~~"

Pain.

"Brad, you're awake." Mosquito Girl suddenly "alive", yes, alive. Just a moment ago, she was like a sculpture with a frowning face.

Brad looked up at the ceiling: "It's my aunt's house again."

"I haven't learned how to take care of you yet when I go home. I'm sorry, Brad." Mosquito Girl said awkwardly.

"It's okay." Brad sat up with difficulty, made eye contact with Dolaski, and bowed his head politely to say hello: "Excuse me, Uncle Laski."

Lasky smiled and said: "You're welcome, little Brad, you are also my only remaining relative, except for the snow."

"Can I ask a question?" Brad said.

Lasky stretched out his hand: "What doubts do you have?"

"Power, I want to know what power there is in the world and what it is." Brad said seriously.

"It's too early for you." Lasky hesitated.

Brad said: "Just to understand it, there is no other meaning. I guess Cipher Pol Secret Service Academy will not hesitate to teach you the true way of practicing power."

"Okay." Laski moved his chair, got closer to Brad, and said, "Power, the topic is very broad and complex. Well, for a while I forgot how to speak."

Brad considered: "What kind of power are you good at?"

"Domineering, six-style physical skills, and proficient in firearms." Lasky patted his head and said: "Everyone in the world has potential energy. This is something that is innate, and most people Not knowing its existence, let alone how to use it, they spend their lives carelessly. Only a few people know its existence and know how to stimulate it and use it through systematic training."

Brad listened carefully.

"The most common ways to use human energy are three categories, namely domineering, mind, and chakra. There are also ways to use fists, kicks, physical skills, and swordsmanship. In essence, they are basically different ways to the same goal." Laski said: "In human beings' own efforts, In addition to the power that can be obtained, there are also devil fruits, imperial gear, science and technology, and unknown products, etc., etc.

"It's over", Brad had been waiting for a long time, but Laski's ended the game.

Lasky smiled and said: "Don't you just want to know more about it?"

"", Brad.

Laski spoke earnestly and cautiously: "Abandon distracting thoughts, little Brad needs a good body to support him no matter how he uses the human body's energy or the power that humans can obtain through their own efforts."

"Okay." Brad agreed happily.

He promised happily, but Brad went to school the next day and continued to run around the back hill of Cipher Pol Secret Service Academy, covering his eyes with a piece of cloth.

"bang"

"Boom"

"Ah~~~"

""

"Hey, it's bleeding, little Brad." Tatsumaki was speechless: "What the hell are you doing?"

Brad struggled to adapt to the weightlessness brought about by his blindness, including the fear of the unknown things ahead. He said concisely: "Try to practice seeing, hearing, color and domineering."

"Ha", Tatsumaki was very anxious and hugged his shoulders: "You have been acting weird these days, you are not interesting at all, and you don't chat with me."

Brad, who was buried in the trunk of the pine tree, fell down again and sighed: "I'm not you. Tornado, you are an outstanding genius. You are born with terrifying strength, enough to protect you and your sister. I am different, I must block it." Lose your life to gain strength”

"This is why you insist on doing a hundred sit-ups, a hundred push-ups, a hundred squats, and a ten-kilometer run." Tatsumaki curled his lips and interrupted Brad: "Boring."

Brad: "", believe it or not, when I become bald, I will punch your chest with my little fists.

Brad doesn't mind being bald and getting stronger.

next second.

Brad clearly felt like he was being bathed in warmth and enveloped by something.

The tornado with a knife mouth put on an inexplicable protective coat for Brad, and he snorted arrogantly: "I'll beat you to death, you big idiot."

"Thank you." Brad said sincerely.

Tatsumaki tilted his head, his face flushed, and he stuttered awkwardly: "Who, who, who cares about your thank you?"

"But no need.", Brad added.

Tornado: ""

"Pain will make me grow, don't worry about me, my friend.", Brad showed a bright smile.

That morning, the morning light shone like a holy light, and Brad stood among the wild flowers in bloom. He was so beautiful that it was beyond words, like a picture scroll.

"It turns out that I can be influenced by others and feel happy from the bottom of my heart?" Tatsumaki muttered blankly: "Little Brad~"