A Day in the Pirate World

Liv, holding a knife in her hand, looks completely different in normal times. She looks heroic with a high ponytail, and reprimanded Winster who fell to the ground.

Wen Site didn't get up at all, just sat like that, his face was gloomy as if dripping water, his eyes stared blankly at the wooden knife in his hand and he didn't make a sound.

Liv put away the wooden knife and sat beside Winster.

She looked at Winster and sighed at a young age.

"I don't know what kind of pressure you are under. Brother Mo Sen is injured. I know you are very sad and blame yourself, but the more you are like this, the more you have to keep your spirits up, not what you are now."

Liv's voice brought Winster back to his senses, he lowered his head and said to himself: "You don't understand, he has been taking care of me since he appeared, but every time he has something, I can't help A little help, I am not qualified to help him bear some."

"My talent is too bad and too weak."

Winster has just entered the developmental period for more than a year, and his strength has improved relatively quickly.

However, it wasn't until he saw Mo Sen lying in a pool of blood on the hospital bed that he realized that his progress during this period was far from enough.

That was his elder brother, the only relative now!

He hated that he could only be protected by Mo Sen forever, but he couldn't help Mo Sen when Mo Sen needed it.

"Vinster," Liv said with a serious expression and a rude tone, "Brother Mosen must be very disappointed to see you like this. If you want to catch up with him, you should work harder, instead of being so impetuous."

"The more important thing is to calm down. This world has never been fair, and everyone's talents are different."

"Strength is not determined only by talent. There are countless people with good talent, and there are only a few who can do what Brother Mo Sen did."

"Not to mention anything else, there are a few in this school who are more talented than us, but can they beat you?"

Girls of the same age group are indeed much more mature than boys. Boys of this age have just entered puberty, and it is common for them to go into a dead end.

It is undoubtedly very lucky to have a friend of the same age who can enlighten me.

Winster looked at the [paper kite] not far away, and suddenly said to Liv: "Strength is not determined entirely by talent, right? There are other ways, such as devil fruit."

"I will definitely find a way to keep up with him, for sure."

Liv looked at the resolute Winster and didn't nod and didn't speak.

Winster, his obsession is too strong.

I don't know if it's good or bad for him.

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Mo Sen didn't expect that Winster's thoughts coincided with some aspects of himself.

He never believed that strength could only be formed in one way.

Of course, he admires those who become top-notch by one method, such as Karp and Zefa, masters of pure physique.

It's not that he hasn't captured a devil fruit in the past six months, but he learned about it through the Navy's internal information.

The two animals he captured were too common to be any more common animals, so he gave up the idea of ​​leaving the devil fruit to Vinster.

If possible, he certainly wanted to find a better devil fruit for Winster.

Winster's talent is a bit weaker, and it is difficult to grow into a top powerhouse simply by relying on physical skills and sword skills.

You can only work hard on the powerful devil fruit.

It's just that the powerful devil fruit is so easy to get. Blackbeard has been undercover in Baituan for many years before he found a chance to grab the dark fruit.

So this thing sometimes depends on chance.

……

Skip these not to mention.

At this moment, Mo Sen and the others were in a bit of trouble.

I don't know if all the sea kings in the windless belt have entered the estrus period at this time.

Since they entered the windless zone, they felt that the bottom of the boat was filled with fake sea stones.

A large number of sea kings did not nest in the seabed, but ran out in twos and threes to bask in the sun.

It's okay to bask in the sun, but you're still doing something embarrassing and embarrassing.

The cold dog food slapped randomly on the face.

Simply do nothing!

Although they couldn't feel the ships, their eyes were not blind.

When a sea king in the shape of a deep-sea python finally couldn't help but want to swallow this little thing to try something new.

Mo Sen couldn't bear it any longer.

The old man Garp didn't move, so he had to make a move.

After killing this huge guy with a single blow, the blood of the giant Neptune spread across the sea.

It was like stabbing an ant's nest, and the whole sea suddenly became lively.

Fortunately, the sea kings that Mo Sen beheaded were not too close to this ship, otherwise the waves caused by other sea kings would be enough.

The bad luck didn't end there.