I, the intern, was being listened to by Whitebeard

Armed color domineering is generally divided into four levels, at least in the lying flat system, it is divided like this.

The first level is the low-level armed color domineering.

This level of armament color can be hardened.

The second level is the intermediate armed color domineering.

This level of armament can be rooted.

The third level is the high-level armed color domineering.

It's the armed color that Roy gets now, and you can directly attack the opponent with the armed color.

It's like the Hades King Reilly in the original book...

It's like stunting a beast with a palm in the air.

Of course, there is a more top-level armed color on this, which is almost equivalent to the inside of the air bull, and the power can pass through the surface of the object and directly destroy the interior of the object.

Hearing this prompt sound of the system, Roy couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart.

[Lying down becomes stronger, this may be practice!].

If Marco hears this heartfelt sentence.

I have to be so angry that I vomit blood.

Now, of course, Marco.

Although I was not so angry that I vomited blood.

But it was also an eyebrow jump.

Marco took a deep breath, and he decided to let Roy, an intern who had just joined the Whitebeard Pirates, understand how dangerous the new world really is.

Marco looked at Roy and said, "Roy, this place in the New World is very dangerous, and you may not feel any danger in the Whitebeard Pirates. "

"But it's different outside, if you don't be vigilant at all times, even me can be in danger!"

"Work hard to strengthen your strength, don't be like this..."

The corners of Marco's mouth twitched: "Don't be so lazy. "

From the afternoon until now, he didn't see Roy training, or even Roy, and took the initiative to do something.

All he saw was Roy half-lying reading a comic strip....

That's a bit too lazy!

Those impressions before daring to love....

It's all fake!

Unexpectedly, his dignified Whitebeard Pirates, the captain of the first team, actually overturned in front of a teenager, and actually let a teenager deceive himself.

Damn!

Shame on you!

"Okay! I understand!" Roy looked at Marco with a very serious gaze as he roasted the meat.

His tone was very serious: "I will definitely work hard next time!".

saw the kind of determination in Roy's eyes, as well as seriousness and seriousness.

Marco nodded with a little satisfaction.

"It's not too late for you to turn back!".

He felt that he had the obligation to correct Roy's mind, which was a responsibility of his role as the Big Brother of the White Pants Pirates.

Marco was eager to try: "Anyway, it's boring at night, why don't you start training now?".

Roy was stunned: "Ahh

"It's okay! Train again after eating!" Marco patted his chest, full of confidence: "I'll train you myself!".

"But I still have to sleep after eating..."

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Marco froze for a few seconds, and he subconsciously thought about it.

The bonfires were lit in the evening.

So far, not a single piece of firewood has been added.

In other words, the current time is at most around six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Even after eating, it's only eight or nine o'clock at most.

You told me you were going to sleep?!

The corners of Marko's mouth twitched, and he almost cramped, and he asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you went to bed at two o'clock in the morning this afternoon? If you go to bed at two o'clock in the morning now, then you still have a lot of time to train!"

Roy said seriously: "I want to develop a good routine and go to bed at nine o'clock at night from today!".

Marco has black lines on his head: "So when are you going to get up?".

Roy rightly said, "Two o'clock in the afternoon!".

Gan !!!!!

I'm Marcourt Meow!

Cracked !!

Marco fell into a state of doubt about life, he had never seen this lazy man in his life.

Little Whitebeard, you thought this would be able to motivate me? What are you kidding? I, Roy, am a veteran of the fishing world, and I've been fishing all my life. 】

[Do you think I'll work hard if I go on a mission?

[No work, no effort!].

[Committed to surpassing the yellow ape!].

Roy picked up a piece of roasted barbecue, and the fragrant roast meat entered his mouth, the spicy, salty and sweet condiments were just moderate, and the freshness of the meat was just right.

When you take a bite, the juice is flowing sideways, and the texture of the meat is full, and it is like taking a bite of rice.

The meat is ageless and very tender.

It's not greasy or tooth-wrenching.

"It's me! This craft is amazing!".

Roy was satisfied with his craft, and silently praised himself while eating.

"What you take, it's my barbecue..."

Marco said silently.

"Huh?" Roy was stunned for a moment, and then looked very generous, and the barbecue in front of his father moved to Marco's side: "It's okay! Everyone is a family, I eat yours, you eat mine!".

Marco was silent, and he looked down at the pieces of roast meat that were about the same size as black charcoal.

Lost in thought....

Eventually....

He gave up thinking.

The brain is blank.

The next time he Marco goes on a mission with Roy, he's a dog!!

Ah!!

Gassy!

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PS: Today's second update! Since the book was issued, it has been just 72 hours, which is equivalent to three days, but the number of words has been more than 70,000 words!

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