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Hawkeye and Guina also come over, curious about Carl's ability to predict the future.

They only know that seeing and hearing the domineering spirit cultivated to the extreme can foresee the future for a short time, but that short future is not far from the person who casts the domineering power of seeing and hearing.

And Zefa, as a naval instructor, is extremely far away from the current location of the isolated island.

What's more, the future that Carl calculates is not short-lived, and according to the distance, it will be at least a month.

Sengoku suddenly seemed to think of something, the boss with dilated pupils.

"Pinching fingers!

"Pinching your fingers?"

"What do you want to say?

Several people looked at Sengoku strangely, wondering why he was suddenly so excited.

"You may not know that this kind of thing is mentioned in the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Sutra that I cultivated!"

Sengoku frowned slightly, telling about what had been mentioned in the scriptures.

"The supernatural powers mentioned in the scriptures refer to things that only gods can cultivate. "

"And pinching fingers is one of them, the fingerprint road carries the heavenly machine, you only need to pinch your fingers to know five hundred years ago, and five hundred years later!"

"It's a kind of magic power that can trace history and deduce the future!"

"Tracing the History! Extrapolating the Future!"

Several people spoke in unison.

Said by Sengoku's serious expression and excited tone, even they unconsciously began to believe it.

To be able to know the past 500 years, the next 500 years, this is not what the supernatural power is that only God has.

And with such supernatural powers, wouldn't everything be known and could change the future.

"Mr. Karl, is what Sengoku said true?"

Hawkeye, Guyna, Pheasant, and Sengoku all looked at Carl with their eyes shining.

If it's true, then they can be regarded as having seen something higher than the exercises, supernatural powers.

"What do you think? I didn't say anything. "

Carl asked rhetorically.

There is nothing in the world that is not a god, and in the world of pirates, there is no aura that cultivators have, and it is good to have natural energy like in the Hokage.

He just had a little itch in his fingers, so he rubbed it with his thumb.

Zefa's matter, he just speculated according to the timeline.

This Warring States is really good at brain supplementation.

"Of course the old man thinks it's true, and the old man has been speculating about whether Mr. Carl is the next god to save the world, and now it seems that the old man's idea has been confirmed!"

Sengoku's face was serious, and his heart was full of expectations for the future.

"I also believe that Mr. Karl is God!"

Gu Yina tilted her head and smiled, her eyes narrowing into a slit.

"God or not, Mr. Karl is a presence I admire. "

Hawkeye stepped to the side, clasped his hands around and a sinister smile on his face.

Only a cold sweat broke out on Carl's forehead, and he didn't know what to say.

"Then it seems that Mr. Zefa will really be in danger!"

"No, I have to go to the G.16 branch first!"

Thinking that something would happen to his respected teacher Zefa, the pheasant turned around in a hurry and prepared to leave.

"Don't worry, did the old man let you bring the stump? Maybe Mr. Karl can really help you pick it up!"

Sengoku called the pheasant.

Due to the competition with Akainu for the marshal, the pheasant had some burns on his body, and more importantly, one of his legs had to be amputated because of the severe burns.

He can now walk on two legs, all thanks to a prosthetic leg made from the frozen fruit.

Although it has no effect on life walking, if you meet an opponent of similar strength, the disadvantage of missing one leg becomes obvious.

"Oh~ I almost forgot about it in a hurry!"

The pheasant took out the leg that was frozen by himself in the backpack, and just by looking through the ice, he could clearly see that the burns were very serious, and he was almost cooked.

At first, the pheasant also had the attitude of giving it a try, but what he experienced in the short time he spent on the isolated island gave him hope.

Like Sengoku and others, he also thinks that Carl is the god who has come to save the world!

"It looks so serious!"

Gu Yina couldn't bear to look at it directly, and glanced to the side.

"Can it be saved?"

Hawkeye murmured inwardly.

Half of the leg is charred black, and the rest of the leg is almost baked, and it is really a miracle that this can be restored.

"Can you pick it up, Mr. Carl?"

Sengoku asked worriedly.

Because the legs brought back by the pheasant can almost be said to be wasted.

Karl was silent, just staring at the frozen half leg on the pheasant's hand.

The degree of damage can be said to be lacking in medical skills.

Magical powers, Carl definitely won't.

Even those within the exercises have to rely on the customer's cultivation, so that they can synchronize accordingly.

Elsewhere, however, Karl may not have much to do.

But in this invincible realm, the pheasant really came to the right place.

Carl raised his hand slightly, and the ice on the stump disappeared, and at the same time, one of Carl's fingers was put on it.

Fortunately, there are still surviving cells on the stump leg, otherwise Carl would not have been able to bring him back to life even in the invincible realm.

The natural energy of Carl's fingertips converged, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill that Whitebeard had cultivated appeared in his mind.

Jiuyang Divine Skill is particularly effective for healing.

Carl uses the Nine Yang Divine Skill to inject blazing energy to activate the activity of the remaining cells, and then accelerate their division.

Soon the cell was divided into two and four, and with the help of Karl, the time of division was shortened to the limit, and the speed of division was calculated to the power.

At this time, a magical scene appeared.

What looked like it was already roasted gradually turned bloody.

The blackened part falls off on its own, and the cells gradually produce blood, cells, and tissues at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the image look as if someone is weaving on the side.

"It's amazing!"

Gu Yina was stunned.

In the afterglow, Mr. Carr's side face looked so majestic.

"The power of the Creator, the old man will say that Mr. Karl is a god!"

Sengoku's eyes widened with excitement.

Such a miracle is simply more enjoyable and intuitive than the finger pinching magic just now.

The pheasant looked at the growing legs, and then at Carl, who was staring at the legs, with a calm face.

"Thank you, Mr. Karl!"

The pheasant didn't know what to say to express his inner respect, and finally said these words politely.

"Let's try it!"

Karl withdrew his fingers,

The leg held by the pheasant was already intact, and the gilt liquid could be faintly seen flowing through the veins.

He picked up Carl's mended leg, and just made contact.

The liquid of the gilt golden light on the broken leg rushed to the fault crack, constantly repairing.

"I didn't feel any pain, and I could feel the warmth!"

The pheasant felt very comfortable.

When the light gradually faded, several people looked over curiously.

The original crack was gone, as if the pheasant's leg had never been broken.

"You can move, and sure enough, your legs are the most comfortable to use!"

The pheasant walked a few steps, moving her legs, and joy couldn't help but float to her face.

"Since it's okay, you can leave!"

"Remember the rules of the World Society, violators will be severely punished!"

Karl admonished.

"I'll keep it in mind, Mr. Carr!"

The pheasant bowed respectfully, then picked up his bicycle and drove on the sea.

"Pheasant, can't you be faster?"

Sengoku was in a hurry to see on the island.

Obviously, they already knew that Zefa would be in danger in the near future, and the pheasant could still ride away on his bicycle leisurely.

But Carl is more concerned now, "Hawkeye, how is the seafood doing? Guina and I are hungry!"