I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

  Chapter 50, it’s too late...

   "Who are going to get on this ship?"

  The next morning, when Lynch got up, Shanks was still asleep.

  He kicked Shanks awake quite unceremoniously. The two yawned together and swayed open the hatch to go out.

  Compared with the situation of men and women coming and going, talking, laughing and playing last night, at this moment, the cabin is quite empty, and there are not many people.

  Wake up like Lynch and Shanks so early, there are probably very few situations on this ship...

   Lynch and Shanks left the cabin and came to the outside deck, which was quite empty.

   Looking at the hazy morning light on the horizon of the sea in the distance, with the fresh sea breeze blowing, Lynch suddenly asked this question while moving his body.

  Shanks stretched out and looked around and said, "I don’t know... this kind of ship doesn’t seem to be docked frequently!"

  Happy Street, sea flower boat.

After all,    is doing business in the underground world.

  Perhaps not as disgusting as pirates, but after all, there is no good reputation.

   "Ah, someone is cleaning, just ask." Shanks noticed that there was a waitress walking on the deck and went to ask about the situation.

  Changed the morning shift, walked around on the deck, and the waitress who threw some **** into the sea talked with Shanks.

"Most of the guests let their boats come by, and they will return to their boats and leave soon, and they will not stay on the boats for too long..." the waitress explained politely, "the phone bugs on our boats are dedicated If you know that there is a flower boat passing by, you can find the flower boat through the phone bug if you know that there is a flower boat passing by. When you choose to disembark the ship..."

  The girl pursed her lips and chuckled. Customers like this are very attractive. Living on a flower boat and not going down until docking, the consumption during this period is not low.

   "That's it..." Shanks nodded.

And over there, Lynch just asked casually. He didn't come over, but after stretching his muscles and bones, a jet-black substitute energy gushed out of his body. The battle armor came out from it, and together with the body, he did a simple thing on the deck. Morning exercise.

  The waiter girl is probably also willing to take the opportunity to be lazy and stop by Shanks to watch Lynch exercise.

   Lynch and "B.I.B" gestured with each other in a decent way.

  In the eyes of the waiter girl, this is the big black-haired boy, punching and kicking into the air on the empty deck...

   "Is he... exercising or playing?" The waiter girl curiously asked.

   "Perhaps all of them." Shanks smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a somewhat familiar figure. It was yesterday that he incarnate in the human form of an antelope, and almost completely wiped out the woman who was not in the pirate group.

  "Sirolly." The waiter girl stuck her tongue out, hurriedly went over to say good morning, and went to work.

  A woman with an animal ability named Slowly moves her body freely on the deck.

  I don’t know if she has noticed Shanks or Lynch who is also waking up early to exercise.

  However, Lynch noticed her anyway.

  He and "B.I.B" arms seemed to be "sticky" and pushed back and forth. Quite a few old men who played Tai Chi in the park in previous lives were pushing hands back and forth.

  The eyes of the pitch-black armor were gleaming with white light. Suddenly Lynch moved forward and pushed it away.

  『B.I.B』floating towards the woman who simply moves her hands and feet.

   Snap, slap, slap... Sloth waved at will, drawing a crisp sound in the air.

  The dark shadows rushed towards her and rushed in front of her. There was no change in her vision or expression.

  『B.I.B』went around her for a while, then floated back to the body.

   "Gurulu..."

   Lynch screamed, and together with "B.I.B", as usual, practiced the "gymnastics" taught by the original mother of the body.

  Slowly warmed up casually, leaning against the fence beside the ship, taking out the slender pipe from nowhere and holding it in his mouth. When the ignition was on, he casually looked at the boy who was not far away, a set of "gymnastics" was finishing.

  "Fur..."

  Slowly burst out a cloud of blue smoke, and suddenly asked: "Boy, where did you learn this set of moves?"

   Lynch was about to go to have breakfast with Shanks, and when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "What's the matter with the family's teaching?"

   "Oh..." The woman held her slender pipe in her mouth, thoughtfully behind the smoke, "Is it."

   "Sister, is there any problem with this set of actions?" Lynch asked.

  He knows that the woman in front of him who is proficient in the Six Forms is likely to be a secret agent of the world government and a member of the CP.

   is an agent of the world government, and there are various intelligence gathered by the gray industry such as "Happy Street". The woman in front of her may have seen nothing from the "gymnastics" movements taught by the mother of the body.

   "The problem is okay, it's just a bit familiar..." Slowly spit out a faint smoke ring, "I seem to have seen a boxing with similar movements..."

  I probably didn’t think there was anything to talk about with a child. After a few words, she walked away on her own and went to the other side of the deck.

   "Boxing?"

   Lynch and Shanks returned to the cabin together, and looked at his hands unexpectedly, "That set of movements has no power at all, it's just gymnastics at all, it looks like some boxing..."

In the broken memory of the original owner of the body, Lynch has watched the scene of the mother named Lily many times. He hadn't known this "gymnastics" for hundreds of times. You can only exercise the coordinated movements of your body. What kind of "boxing" can you do...

   "Shanks, what do you think?"

   "Me?" Shanks smiled, "I think that woman doesn't seem to be lying. I don't know the others."

  They came to the spacious hall. Compared with the atmosphere of the world last night, it looked empty and quiet at the moment. Most of the guests went to the cabin to rest, but some were wrapped in blankets and slept on the sofa. The waitress girls were cleaning up the venue, picking up empty wine bottles and other garbage... Lynch and Shanks went to the small dining room in the corner to sit down and ordered a table of breakfast.

   Lynch’s appetite is still so amazing, the movement of eating early in the morning made the waiter girl who served the food completely stunned.

   On the contrary, Shanks looked unremarkable, even the appetite was not too big, and the food was elegant.

   Lynch took out the green phone bug from his pocket and put it on the table, and dialed some food for it.

  Little Green immediately became energetic, bowed his head and started eating.

  Looking at the little guy with full of personality, Lynch let out an "Ah", turned to look at the dark armor standing on the side like a bodyguard, and gave another "Ah".

   "What?" Shanks took a sip of the soup and put down the spoon.

   "I think I might know... why it can see my "ghost"."

   Lynch smiled thoughtfully.

   "Oh?" Even if Shanks hadn't heard Lynch's words, he had already discovered the anomaly of Lynch's green phone worm with his power of observation.

Lynch rubbed his finger against the little green who was concentrating on eating, and muttered to himself: "Telephone bugs can make themselves look exactly like the person on the other end of the call, right? I think...think carefully. If you think about it, they are simply born masters who have perfect control over their bodies and change at will!"

   Shanks curled up his hairy legs, touched his chin, and said in surprise: "Hey, what you said like this..."

"Moreover, this little guy, even among the phone bugs, is a very personal type..." Lynch remembered, "BIB" has not been exposed to other phone bugs, but it hasn't been seen, let alone. The real body was touched by those phone bugs. "It's probably because it is different from the life energy of ordinary insects, so that you can see my "ghost"..."

  They are eating breakfast here and chatting freely.

  After some time, people began to come out, gathered in twos and threes at the bar over there, rubbing the head that seemed to be suffering from a hangover, and continued to drink some wine.

  Listening to their rants, they seemed to be pirate hunters.

   Lynch sent "B.I.B" over and listened to the bragging content of this group of people at close range.

  (End of this chapter)