Pirate: Give me your power

Taotu's eyes lit up, and the huge knowledge and knowledge flashed through his body in an instant, and he quickly found the old city located by the big lake in the east.

However, she seems to have seen some... ruins?

Taotu ignored these and went directly to the old town.

"Hello! Who's there?"

Suddenly, an emotionless and indifferent voice sounded from a distance, and then, a bright light came over.

Momotu's expression changed, and he immediately shaved and took off to avoid the sight of people.

Far away in the sky, Tao Tutu's expression froze slightly as she watched several black shadows walk to the place where she stood fighting just now.

Law enforcement team?

Are they enforcing a curfew?

Taotu shook his head, landed outside the new city, and walked towards the old city.

Half an hour later, Taotu entered the old town.

Start to learn about color scan comparison.

200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters...

Finally, Momotu found White Fang on the second floor of a three-story building!

Next to him are the Weather Witch, a panda cub, and... ghosts?

Except for the weather witch, the remaining two are information that Momotu doesn't know.

"Little girl, are you here alone?"

Suddenly, an abrupt and creepy voice sounded behind him.

Momotu turned around in an instant, grabbed Jinpira's scabbard with his right hand, and was about to draw it out at any moment!

However, when Taotu saw the person behind him, he couldn't help being taken aback.

An ordinary peasant woman in patched pajamas with a kind smile on her face, without an umbrella, was drenched in the rain.

ordinary people?

Why did it appear here, isn't it a curfew now?

A trace of doubt arose in Taotu's heart.

No, this is not the time for such thoughts. I cannot linger here, lest I alarm White Fang.

With a sudden thought in his mind, Taotu threw the umbrella in his hand to the peasant woman, then retreated sharply, and jumped [-] meters in an instant.

In the same place, the peasant woman holding the umbrella showed a look of confusion on her face, and then a red light flashed in her eyes, and she unconsciously squeezed the umbrella with force.

……

The rain stopped at four or five in the morning.

Logan woke up around seven o'clock, opened the window and found the air cool and refreshing.

After washing up, Logan simply put on a shirt and shorts, and went downstairs with his flip flops.

"Yo, good morning, Mr. Logan!"

Uncle Kinder was already preparing breakfast. He looked up and saw Logan coming down, and greeted him warmly.

Logan stepped in to help him.

"Are you going to play today?"

Uncle Kinder asked with a smile on his face.

"Of course." Logan replied with a smile: "There are so many interesting places here, how can one day be enough?"

Uncle Jinde laughed heartily.

After a while, Betsy and the others also went downstairs one after another, and the living room became lively in a blink of an eye, filled with a warm and happy atmosphere.

After breakfast, Logan said to Uncle Jinde before going out, "Uncle, remember to save us dinner tonight."

"Don't worry! Yo ha ha ha ha ha!"

Walking out of the old town, I saw Bayi from a distance, and I don't know when this guy came.

"My lords, where shall we go first?"

Bai Yi had a warm smile on his face.

But enthusiasm is not the same as enthusiasm.

Uncle Kind's smile is from the heart, while Bayi's is for Pele.

Logan pondered for a second: "Go back to the cave, the sea of ​​miracle flowers, and the relics of war. Let's come to these places one by one."

"Okay." Bai Yi smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the east.

The next day, Logan and others witnessed the miracle of nature.

When you return to the cave, you will really go back to the original place, and you can't even see the reason behind it.

Miracle flower sea will really change color with people's mood, it is simply unreasonable.

As for the relics of the war, I don't know the relics of the ancient country thousands of years ago. Many of them have been weathered, but some handwriting can be vaguely seen.

Logan thought that if Robin in the original book saw it, he would probably be very happy.

Generally speaking, this day was really fulfilling, and Bayi really didn't lie.

Those places are very hidden, and there are very few tourists, and even if there are, they are taken by other tour guides.

I don't know why the Martina Woodman Association didn't find these places, or there would be a few more tourist attractions on Pleasure Island.

Before the curfew, Logan and the others returned to Uncle Kinder's homestay.

After dinner, Logan took them to play Werewolf, falling in love and killing each other, fighting wits and courage, which was very joyous.

It was about ten o'clock in the evening, and Mi Keou's face was covered with notes, and finally he couldn't bear the "sleepiness" and went back to his room to sleep.

Half an hour later, the living room became deserted.

Silent night.

Logan stood outside the window, looking at the night sky with the bright stars hanging, as beautiful as black velvet.

"It's a nice day today."

Logan smiled slightly, stepped on the window sill with his big sandals, and the strong wind blew up and soared into the sky.

The tall young man stood alone in the darkness of the dead of night.

Looking down from the sky, Logan observed carefully, and suddenly found that the road planning in the old city was extremely unnatural in some places.

All routes avoid a certain area deliberately, and because of the cover of man-made hills and forests, it is impossible to see from a distance.

In other words, there is the dark place in the city.

The moon cast a cold radiance, Logan drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed on the blocked hills.

With just one glance, he was slightly taken aback.

Let out a breath slowly.

"It turns out...that's what happened."

Chapter 113 Naval Incident

Looking down from the hills, the scene that greets the eyes is simply horrible. The black scorched earth is full of scorched wood fragments.

The night wind blew through the streets destroyed by the flames, and poured into the wreckage of buildings half hidden under the mud, making a desolate whining sound.

No matter how many years have passed, when this scene is rediscovered again, you can still feel the tragedy of that year. This is a city that was mostly destroyed by war.

Rusted swords, flame burns on broken planks, scorched earth and cracked riverbeds.

Standing on the top of the hill, Logan looked down at the scene, feeling a cool feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Some people are deliberately hiding this area, artificially erasing the traces of the miserable catastrophe.

Some people left most of the ruined city on the scorched earth, ignored it, and built huge hills to block people's eyes.

Who is it?

Why do you want to do this?

Logan frowned.

"Brother, are you here alone?"

When Logan was deep in thought, an abrupt voice suddenly came from his ear.

Logan turned his head, and there was a bald old man in a patched gray robe standing not far from him, holding a dimly lit kerosene lamp in his left hand.

The cool wind above the hills blew his gray hair, but his kind smile looked a little weird in the dark night.

"Brother, it's late at night, let's go home."

Logan's wanton scrutiny didn't annoy the bald old man. He walked around in front of Logan, as if trying to persuade his grandson who was late at night.

Logan rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Not sleeping at night, and appearing in such a desolate place, no matter how you look at it, you think there is a problem.

Well, not just the old man, but himself too.

There was a white light in Logan's eyes, the color of knowledge was opened, and the perspective was activated. His eyes passed through the thin layer of skin, and under the vitality that belonged to human beings, there was another scene.

"Grandpa, it's curfew, it's time to go home and hug your grandson."

Logan's eyes were bright white, with a smile on his face, and his tone was gentle, as if he was trying to persuade a disobedient elder.

However, anger suddenly appeared on the old man's wrinkled face.

"You... what are you talking about!"

His angry look is very unnatural, like a failed product of a low-level painter.

The smile on Logan's face remained unchanged, and his eyes turned to the scorched earth full of ruins: "People of your age should not go out late at night."

"Besides, why do you want to come to this kind of place? Is it a remembrance? Is it a patrol? Or is it an established procedure?"

"Procedure... what are you talking about? What the hell are you..."

The old man became visibly disturbed, and his expression gradually peeled off from his face. Under the cracked skin like bark, an obvious mechanism of inorganic matter emerged.

Logan's gaze changed, and his tone turned stern: "Answer me, who are you?!"

"Who am I? What are you talking about... ah..."

Logan ignored the old man's stiff shaking of his head, paced slowly, his tone deliberately slowed down on the two words, like a knife cutting someone: "You're a wooden—Isn't it?"

"What are you talking about...what are you talking about...you are...talking, talking..."

From the mouth of the old man with empty eyes, words like a broken tape recorder spit out.

Logan frowned, is there something wrong with the program?

However, the puppet actually has a program. It obviously doesn't have any sophisticated instruments in its body, but it can show the same self-awareness as a high-level robot.

Devil fruit?

It's really fun.

Logan's mouth curled into a determined smile.

In the world of one piece, if you encounter unnatural phenomena, even if you push them on the devil fruit, nine out of ten will be out of ten.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, at a very close distance, a black light pierced the air and struck suddenly.

At the moment of lightning and flint, Logan stretched out two fingers, and firmly clamped the black light.

The old man's hand shook unnaturally, and the kerosene lamp he was holding pierced Logan's throat with precision like a spring.

If Logan was an ordinary person, he would have had his throat cut and died by now.

"The murderer who attacked ordinary people before was you, right? No, maybe..."