There's always someone who thinks about my vests and they're fighting

Ready to get started?black beard.

Yumeno Hisaku glanced at the corner where Tiki was, and suddenly an idea popped up in his heart. He hugged the doll and walked lightly.

"Uncle Teach, what are you doing?"

Meng Yejiu, who ran to the corner at some point, pretended to be curious and stared at Tiqi, her beautiful eyes naturally showed a ignorant expression of ignorance, but she whispered something meaningful in her mouth: "Your The eyes are so scary..."

"You..." Tiki was taken aback, and reflexively reached out to grab Yumeno Hisaku.

Yumeno Hisaku took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks and complained unhappily: "...you hurt me, Uncle Tiki."

Did the brat find something?Do you want to do it?

... No, it will be discovered.

Now on the Moby Dick, the dark fruit has not been obtained yet, Whitebeard and Marco are very fond of this brat, and they cannot do anything to him for the time being...

Tiqi had a lot of thoughts, and quickly gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​silence.

It's just a kid, coax him first, and start tonight.

"...It turned out to be Xiao Kusaku." Tiki let go of Yumeno Hisaku's arm, touched the back of his head with a simple and honest expression, grinned, and apologized with a smile, "I'm sorry, it's Uncle Tiki's fault, I didn't find it was You were taken aback and accidentally hurt you by mistake, Uncle Teach will leave you all his favorite cherry pie later, forgive Uncle Teach, okay?"

Yumeno Hisaku tilted his head and looked at Tiqi, and after making sure that there were no obvious red scratch marks on his face and neck, he nodded in satisfaction: "Okay."

After Tiqi left, Yumeno Hisaku stared at his back for a while, rolled up his sleeves, looked at the dark bruise left by the other party on his arm, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed silently: I feel it, damn it It's stamped on the back.

"Little Kusaku, come out to bask in the sun!" Whitebeard, who was stopped from secretly drinking, began to call his good grandson to come out to play.

Yumeno Hisaku quickly put down his rolled-up sleeves, straightened his cuffs, and pretended nothing happened.

"Come on, grandpa!" Yumeno Hisaku held the doll he almost never left, bounced and ran to the deck, crawled briskly to White Beard's lap, lay down and basked in the sun, he Half-closed eyes, like a lazy kitten about to doze off.

There is no safer place on the Moby Dick than with Whitebeard.

Yumeno Hisaku sank his consciousness into the system space with confidence, and started his daily planning.

"Speaking of which, 9527, to what extent can the [Naniga] card's special skill [Healing Angel] do in this world?"

After analyzing the data, the system Q9527 carefully explained: "For the special skill [Healing Angel], it doesn't matter even if the opponent has lost his vital signs, as long as there is one cell alive, he can be brought back to life. Due to the differences in the world, The cell survival time of the aborigines in different worlds is different. In the current world, the cell survival time of the aborigines is about 7 to 10 days, which means that as long as the death time of the other party does not exceed the cell survival time, the special skill [Healing Angel] 〗You can bring the dead back to life.”

"Sure enough..." [Yumeno Hisaku] thought for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can the energy obtained through the talent skill [Malicious Absorption] be used to repair the wear and tear caused by the [Naniga] card using special skills in the previous world? "

"It's theoretically possible."

"Then give it a try, proceed according to the original plan, and inform the main body to release [Naniga] into the new world tonight." [Yumeno Hisaku]'s eyes shone with anticipation, and raised an innocent smile, "Hope Uncle Teach can like the script I wrote for him."

Is it too deep into the drama?Master... No, maybe it should be called Little Master... Wait, why does it seem to be even more wrong?

The small light ball of system Q9527 flickered for a while, then said after a pause: "...Okay."

New world, handsome pirates.

Ke Xingzhi took a nap basking in the sun on the deck at the bow, and communicated with the system through his thoughts.

"Put [Naniga] into the new world?" Ke Xingzhi glanced at the location of Yumeno Kusaku on the system map, feeling quite emotional, "Not bad, we left that ghostly place so soon... Whitebeard Pirates , Did he run to recognize Dad?" "...No, it's not Dad, but Grandpa, as well as Papa Marco and the uncles and aunts on the entire Moby Dick."

"What did you say?!" Ke Xingzhi almost lost his expression.

"Not only that, but your consciousness has also written a script for 'Uncle Tiki'." System Q9527 added fuel to the fire in due course.

Instead, Ke Xingzhi quickly calmed down, as if realizing something, he smiled helplessly: "It's really funny, he probably blamed me for not picking him up, that's why he found so many elders for me in retaliation... However, what is the relationship between what the conscious body does and what it does with my body? For things like seniority, we can discuss things differently."

"...As expected of you."

"Thanks for the prize, the script about Blackbeard..." Ke Xingzhi paused, "Did Sachs discover the dark fruit?"

"Yes, today."

"That is to say, Blackbeard will probably do it tonight." Ke Xingzhi rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Jusaku asked me to release [Naniga] tonight, randomly in the new world? Why today? How late? I’m afraid it’s too late... Oh, I probably guessed what Kusaku was thinking. Blackbeard’s camouflage image in the early stage is too good. If Sage can’t completely die once, as long as Blackbeard can make up a decent one The reason is to show that he has no choice but to have a deep heart, and no matter how hard he sells, the people on their ship, even Saatchi himself, may not have the heart to deal with Blackbeard. From this point of view, Kusaku wants to use Saatchi’s death to completely Cut off the fetters of Blackbeard and other people on board, and then use [Naniga]'s special skills to bring Sage back from the dead... Wait, can [Healing Angel] come back from the dead?"

"Yes, as long as the opponent's death time does not exceed the cell survival time, it is about 7 to 10 days in the current world."

"Well, then there's no problem." Ke Xingzhi nodded in agreement, he vaguely noticed that he seemed to have overlooked some details, but he didn't pay much attention to it, his attention was obviously on another place, His expression became serious, and he told the system Q9527 very solemnly, "One more thing is very important, 9527, you must keep it in mind. When the memory comes back, you must mosaic all the pictures related to fish in advance. The thickest and most harmonious one, please!"

"...Okay, master."

I'm tired of saying the word "as expected of you".

Q9527, whose emotional system is constantly evolving, has learned to complain without a teacher.

Naval Headquarters, Marin Vando.

In the conference room, the navy generals gathered together again, following Kuzan to hunt down the "magic clown" general candidate Gion and Kake were transferred back in advance because they did not find out for a long time. Except for Kuzan who was still wandering outside, the rest of the headquarters All admirals with the rank of general and above are present.

Marshal Zhan Guo looked solemn: "What do you think about the strange dream that appears from time to time and pulls countless people into it, and the cult of evil gods that has risen recently?"

"This is the picture taken by the undercover navy agent who lurked in. What's worse, the undercover agent sent out by the navy turned into a fanatic shortly after sending the video back." Vice Admiral He took out a Only the image phone bug played a video.

In front of the mysterious and weird altar, there stood a group of weird men in black robes.

The leading man was skinny, with red bloodshot eyeballs protruding outwards, at first glance he looked like some kind of aquatic animal.His expression was extremely fanatical, and he danced excitedly: "Ah, praise the great Cthulhu! The god of sleep! The Lord of R'lyeh! He is the only god and savior in the world. He dominates people's dreams and sleeps in The eternal R'lyeh waits for devout believers to wake him up..."

Garp put down the senbei under his hand, thought of something, and looked serious.

Sakaski had no interest in sects, but when he heard that there were naval traitors among them, his face suddenly sank.

Polusalino paused while drinking tea.

The rest of the navy were even more moved. It was not difficult for them to see that the mental state of the man in the video was definitely not normal, and even a little crazy.

This is a fanatic.

It is not surprising that sects have fanatics.The problem is that this sect has only appeared for a few days, and there are already fanatics, and it seems that there is definitely more than one.

"Raliyah..." Momotu Gion expressed doubts, "Is that the weird undersea city in the dream? Strange, how did they know the name?"

Perhaps because the inspiration is not high enough, no one in the navy here got information about Cthulhu from the dream.

Therefore, no one can give a definite answer, and the screen projected by the video phone bug continues.

"In order to awaken the great Cthulhu, the believers built altars, but the sacrifices... what kind of things are qualified as sacrifices to our Lord? As a devout servant of the great Cthulhu, I think Thinking at night, it is difficult to sleep, and today I finally found the answer - Tianlong people! Those Tianlong people who claim to be gods are just a group of fakes and blasphemers! They shamelessly stole the throne of our lord, pretending to be worshiped by the world , they——they are the dirtiest and most daring thieves in the world!" The black-robed priest was panting heavily, his chest rising and falling, his pale and thin face flushed red under deep anger, he He waved his arms vigorously, and spoke passionately, "Fight for the great Cthulhu, believers! For the glory of our Lord, let us cut off the heads of those Celestial Dragons as a sacrifice to wake up the sleeping god..."

Under the altar, there was a dense crowd, and none of those black-robed monsters stood up to refute the leader's rebellious speech. On the contrary, they echoed one after another, and some even clamored to kill Mary Gioia.

Video ends.

There was silence in the conference room, and there was no sound.

After a while, the audience was in an uproar.

"Are they crazy?!"

"...Dare to say such arrogant words as 'cut off the head of the Celestial Dragon' and 'kill Mary Gia'. Do they want to declare war on the World Government?"

"Crazy, really crazy..."

The author has something to say: Sachi thinks the bento is not tasty, tastes it and throws it up soon (yes)

Blackbeard is arranged (silence)

After Lovecraft woke up, he found that he had a group of fanatics inexplicably, and the fanatics joined forces to overthrow the world government (not)