early morning.
The sun is rising.
"Vivian, it's time to get up and have breakfast."
Dashiqi stood at the door of Vivian's room and knocked on the door a few times.
Dongdong!
"Vivian?"
Dong Dong Dong!
"Where are the people?"
Are you still asleep
After a while, seeing that no one answered, she felt a little strange so she pushed the door open and walked in.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came in, I saw Vivian's back, lying on the bed with her upper body naked.
Broad and thick shoulders with distinct grooves. Looking down slowly along the most beautiful muscle lines, the moment her eyes met the vaguely visible buttocks, Dashiqi's whole face suddenly turned red.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, Dashigi turned around, rushed out of the door, and disappeared immediately.
Vivian: “…”
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and feeling a little ashamed, he sat up from the bed, looked down at his chest, and a clear bruise was clearly visible.
This was naturally caused by a punch from Garp a few hours ago.
Without the protection of Armament Haki, if he had not brought Tashigi's Sayo Shigure with him, he would have probably lost half his life by now.
However, even so, after using the blade to block Garp's punch, Vivian could feel that his sternum was broken.
And that’s fine too, but the medical skill I gained upon completing the mission can’t even heal my own injuries!
It's really a rip-off.
Skill Name: Star Infusion
From the plane: "League of Legends"
Note: Starchild Soraka's W skill consumes 10 points of energy, heals the target's injuries to a certain extent and restores its health. (It does not distinguish between enemies and friends, but cannot heal itself)
Just tell me how irritating this thing is.
But fortunately, she didn't have to consume her own energy and blood to heal others, otherwise Vivian would be so angry that she would vomit blood.
Vivian took out medicine and gauze from the bedside drawer and quickly bandaged her wound. Then she put on her uniform, picked up Tashigi's Sayo Shigure, and walked quickly to the deck.
"Hey, Dashiki, this is back to you."
Vivian handed the knife in his hand to Dasiqi. Seeing that the girl's face was still very red, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
Seeing this, Dashiqi subconsciously reached out to take it, and said with a slightly disappointed expression: "You... don't need my knife?"
"Um...when I return to Rogue Town, I will buy one with my own money." Vivian said.
"Buy it yourself?"
Dashiqi blinked and said, "Do you have enough money? You know, a good sword costs millions of Baileys."
"It should be enough. I have saved quite a bit of money in the past two years as a marine," Vivian said.
It was true that he had saved a lot of money, but it was only less than 3 million baileys, which was what he saved from eating in the navy cafeteria every day. The rest was mostly used by him to buy cigarettes.
Of course there was nothing he could do about it. After all, before mobile phones came along, he would have nothing to do if he didn't smoke every day.
As for why he said he had enough money to buy a good sword, it was because he took all the money on the Tianlong ship.
The total was about 100 million Baileys, of which 90 million was used to give to the slaves on the ship to buy ships and escape back to their hometowns. As for the remaining 10 million, he put it in his pocket, hid it in his pants, and took it back to his bedroom overnight.
He risked so much danger to get on the ship to save people, and in the end he was hit by a heavy punch from that old man Garp. How could he not get some hard work fee
Speaking of which, Vivian is quite nice. If it were someone else, they would probably take more than this little money.
"So, shall we set off for BBQ Island now?" asked the helmsman in charge of driving the boat in front.
"Well... For now, let's just follow the direction recorded on the permanent pointer."
Vivian rummaged into his arms and lit the last cigar, then sat on the edge of the deck and said with a grin.
...
Two days later.
Marine Headquarters, Marinford.
Wearing a pair of frog-shaped glasses and with a black beard on his chin twisted into a knot, Zhan Guo sat at the front of the long table in the conference room. He rubbed his temple with a headache and said, "I guess you all know what happened the night before yesterday, right?"
"What is it?"
Garp leaned back in his chair, tore open the bag of senbei in his hand, and looked at Sengoku with confused eyes. (?)
Warring States: "..."
Never mind..I shouldn't have asked you this question.
"The ship of the Celestial Dragon Saint Charmaco was suddenly attacked while passing through the Calm Sea. Not only were most of the guards on the ship killed or injured, but he himself also suffered extremely serious injuries."
"What's the reason? Have you found it out?" asked Lieutenant General He who was sitting at the other end.
"It seems to be due to a slave uprising." Zhan Guo took a few pieces of information from the assistant. "According to the surviving guards on the ship and Saint Chalmarco himself, the cabin first caught fire inexplicably, and when the guards were putting out the fire, the slaves who were supposed to be in the prison suddenly appeared in the corridor with weapons in hand and attacked them."
"Afterwards, a fishman slave even tore off the collar around his neck, severely injuring Saint Chalmarco and several of his bodyguards."
"So, this is just a simple slave riot? Then why did the government let us handle this matter? Wouldn't it be enough to let the CP9 people capture these slaves?" An officer raised his doubts.
After all, if they really had to leave things like helping the Celestial Dragons capture slaves to their navy, it would be a bit exaggerated.
"Because... this was found at the scene." Zhan Guo said, throwing a plastic bag in the middle of the table.
The officers came forward and took a closer look.
"Flintlock bullets?"
"No...it seems to have been improved?" He said with narrowed eyes.
"It is indeed improved. It is more powerful than ordinary bullets."
Zhan Guo nodded, "That's why the World Government's intelligence agencies suspect that there may be a third party involved in this matter."
"CP0?"
"You are suspecting our navy..."
Everyone who heard this began to think deeply.
"And it is said that our navy did have a warship that happened to be near the Calm Sea at that time?"
He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, then folded his arms across his chest and continued with a very serious expression.