One Piece: I am an Immortal

After being missing for more than an hour, the location of Blood Sword-Mo Jing reappeared in the navy's sight.

The information was reported through the branches at all levels and was quickly placed in front of Garp.

The white-haired veteran crossed his arms over his chest and laughed loudly: "The navy in the East China Sea is indeed very strong. Don't you think it's Kirby or Belumeber?"

Behind him, a short winter melon with pink hair and a pot-shaped bamboo pole put their hands behind their backs, straightened their backs and said loudly: "Yes!!"

Bogart sat on the sofa nearby, covering his forehead: "It's because that guy didn't intend to conceal his whereabouts!"

Afro, black and white face... what kind of disguise is this?

No matter how you look at it, it must have been an accident!

It would be better to say that this location was chosen quite well...

"A cruise ship... a perfect hostage!" Bogart sighed feebly.

"No, he won't do that!" Garp rejected Bogart's inference.

He looked into the distance with a bit of regret in his tone: "If he were that kind of person, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly by me... What a pity, why is such a person not a navy?"

Bogart lowered his head and looked at the old captain's description of Mo Jing in the intelligence. Apart from the various adjectives added out of fear, he was indeed gentle and considerate. He was even a skilled tool man, just like the person who had originally sent him the message.

The bloody information in his hand almost talks about two people!

"Don't be fooled by appearances, Bogart!" Without looking back, Garp seemed to know what his adjutant was thinking.

"Although it's a pity, a pirate is a pirate. Even Roger back then had a simple and straightforward side, but there were also times when he slaughtered a country's army for his friends."

Speaking of this, he remembered what Mo Jing said to him in the heavy rain - we are all the same, we just have different positions.

This sentence is indeed too narrow, but it is extremely appropriate when it comes to human nature, whether it is the navy, pirates, or even... the revolutionary army.

Everyone just stands on their own side and implements what they think is justice.

Garp's back looked a little tired for a while.

Why isn't he like this?

Upon seeing this, Bogart quickly reviewed his own hesitation.

But Garp just laughed.

The voice was full of energy, as if the fatigue just now was just an illusion.

"Bogart, why do you think that guy didn't bother to hide information? Wasn't he beaten hard enough?" he asked suddenly.

Bogart muttered: "No, he can plan an escape from you, he doesn't look like such a brainless pirate!"

"Then why isn't he afraid?" Garp continued to ask.

Bogart looked at the information in his hand and pondered for a moment: "There are two possibilities!"

"First, someone is helping him, or he has eaten some kind of devil fruit and feels that he can escape from you at any time!"

"Second, maybe he has always had a goal and thinks that as long as he achieves that goal, he can escape from your control. Now..."

He paused, raised his head and looked at Garp: "This goal has almost been achieved!"

"Do you think I can't do anything to him even if I know?" Garp rubbed his short, hard stubble back and forth: "You are underestimated, Bogart!"

He ordered Kebi and others to find a chart, and the two carefully restored the previous pursuit route.

The red route twists and turns in the direction of the windless zone.

If you draw a straight line perpendicular to the windless zone from the position of the warship at this time, you can see that the cruise ship that sent the news is just near the straight line!

"You guessed it right, Bogart!"

Garp slapped the chart with his palm, and when he raised his head, the corners of his mouth were raised high: "Notify all nearby naval branches!"

"Let's teach that kid a lesson on what it means to be happy too early! Hahahahahaha!"

……

Mo Jing is sleeping.

He slept in a good posture, neither burping, farting, grinding his teeth, nor rolling around, even the first officer who made several surprise rounds had to sigh, this guy sleeps so peacefully!

The noise outside the cabin couldn't wake him up at all.

And I lay down for 12 hours without leaving any fatigue for the next day!

When he walked out of the cabin, it was already noon on the second day. He yawned loudly and felt that his mind was particularly clear, and he even had the illusion that his body had become lighter.

Even the sailors who looked busy around them became cute.

It's a pity that others don't see him that way.

It was meal time and everyone was extremely busy, and the chef's roar could be heard even from the cabin.

In such a busy scene, Mo Jing, an idler, is particularly eye-catching!

The stubborn chef thought he was an eyesore, but he felt vaguely familiar. I just remembered that yesterday, didn't this guy claim to be able to make sashimi?

Call him over immediately.

Chef: "Can you make sashimi?"

Mo Jing: "Nothing!"

Hum!

The head chef snorted coldly,

Who can work on this cruise ship who is not a chef?

With the reputation of this cruise ship, every year, I don’t know how many people grab the spot of being a cook.

You can enter a kitchen of this level and look so rash, do you think you are a sea devil?

"Go and help in the kitchen!" He said with a straight face: "Wash your face and let Ernai find some clothes for you. I don't want the guests to see a naked man working in the kitchen!"

Mo Jing took a look at himself and saw that he was wearing a pair of trousers after all. Even though he had changed from long trousers to shorts, he was still not a naked man!

But he was in a good mood now, and everything he looked at was cute. Even the head chef's sullen face seemed a bit arrogant, so he scurried into the kitchen.

If you say you work to earn ferry tickets, work to earn ferry tickets!

Is he, Mo Jing, a person who doesn't keep his word?

Besides, isn't he going in the direction he wants?

There is still some distance from the windless zone here. For safety reasons, this cruise ship will not get too close to the windless zone.

But that's enough distance for Mo Jing to run over with Shao.

Now, being idle is also idle...

The kitchen was not complicated, and Mo Jing quickly found a kitchen assistant named Ernai.

Ernai's full name is Ernai Tomi. He looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. He is completely a child laborer. After hearing Mo Jing's request, he immediately found him a chef's outfit.

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It's a little too big, but fortunately Mo Jing doesn't have any requirements for clothes, as long as he can wear them.

He washed his face, and the small corner soon became busy.

Soon, Mo Jing showed off his amazing knife skills. Gentle ripples of light flowed from the fish on the chopping board. The fish skeletons that came back from under his knife looked happy and told other fish about their disaster.

The story of Yu Sheng scared many of the same kind in the pond.

It's a pity that this small corner is too remote and everyone in the kitchen is too busy. Only one person saw all this in the whole process.

Ernai's jaw dropped to the ground when he saw it.

After a long time, he stammered: "Hai...Sea Demon Master?"

As we all know, Master Sea Demon is famous in the chef world for his highly ornamental fish-solving techniques and the ultimate experience brought by the "Six-Medium Sea Demon".

Apart from the legendary Sea Demon Master, who else can achieve such a miraculous sword skill?

No...it's even a hundred times more magical than he imagined!

Is this really possible for humans?

Ernai was so fascinated that he didn't even notice the fish on the cutting board jumping back into the pond.

Fortunately, Mo Jing's speed was extremely fast, and the amount of seafood handled by one person was far more than that of two or even three people, so no one noticed anything unusual here.

"Shh!" Mo Jing made a silent gesture to Ernai.

He doesn't want to compete with the chefs here anymore. Every chef who comes has to compete with him. Sooner or later, he will be exhausted!

"Are you really the Sea Demon Master?" Ernai lowered his voice and asked again in a low voice, with uncontrollable surprise in his tone.

"It doesn't look like it?" Even as he spoke, Mo Jing did not stop handling the seafood.

It had been a long time since he had felt the feeling of plundering the souls of fish in large numbers, and he somewhat missed these little Doudou whose souls were only in single digits.

Perhaps because of the improvement in the level of "Soul Refining", now his chances of obtaining a complete fish soul have greatly increased, and he has saved five or six complete souls in just a few words.

"No... no, it's too similar, no, I mean... exactly the same! No..." Ernai was so excited that he was incoherent: "If it weren't for the lack of clothes and the strange hairstyle, I would definitely recognize him at the first sight.

You are here!"

Mo Jing: "..."

"It's normal!" He patted Ernai on the shoulder and said earnestly: "I used to know many teachers, and I often had similar illusions!"

Master Sea Demon’s teacher!

Ernai's eyes lit up and he said with longing: "Teachers who can be Sea Demon Masters must have very powerful skills!"

"Of course!" Mo Jing gave a thumbs up and said solemnly: "Each of them are veterans in the industry, each with their own strengths. They have served tens of millions of customers, but they never forget their original intention and do their best every time.

They stopped only when they were exhausted. What’s even more valuable is that they never take pride in themselves. Each of them is willing to share and take pictures of themselves serving customers for people around the world to learn and communicate..."

"Surprisingly...there is such a generous and selfless teacher!" The admiration on Ernai's face was ready to come out, but new doubts soon arose.

"How come I haven't heard of such a generous teacher before?"

Mo Jing coughed twice: "Maybe their skills are too advanced for immature young people! Except in some lawless places, their image data will be destroyed once discovered!" <

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"There is such a thing!" Ernai looked surprised.

"It's normal, and this kind of destruction is beyond your imagination. Maybe one day in the future when you look back on the conversation between you and me today, you will only remember a blank!"

Ernai’s face was filled with horror!

"So, just listen to it, don't say it, don't pass it on, don't find it... Do you understand?"

Ernai nodded with a pale face.

After successfully scaring an admirer, Mo Jing nodded happily, put aside the kitchen knife in his hand, and said to Ernai: "I'll leave it to you next!"

As he spoke, he took off his chef's uniform and returned to his previous bare-chested posture.

He planned to have a chat with the captain. Why was the ship slowing down when the sea was calm?

The navy’s slander cannot be trusted!

"I will work hard!"

Ernai's voice came from behind. Mo Jing turned his back to him and made a gesture of saying goodbye. Under the confused eyes of all the chefs, he walked out of the kitchen like a street kid.

When I found the captain, he was holding a glass of wine and joking with a passenger in a suit and tie on the deck.

Seeing Mo Jing coming over, the old captain politely made a wait gesture to the passengers in front of him, and said to Mo Jing angrily: "Boy, you finally woke up, and you still don't go to work? Do you want to be with me?

Do you eat and drink for free on the boat?"

"Let's go after saying this!" He smiled and leaned into the old captain's ear, and whispered softly: "I think that people can live one day at a time, and the ship's speed will not be reduced as long as it can be reduced. What do you think, Captain?"

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The old captain turned his head in horror, and met Mo Jing's half-smiling eyes.

A terrible thought ran through his mind - he knew it!

Could it be that the young man and woman spread the news again?

He clearly warned them not to disturb this guy!

In fact, Mo Jing didn't know anything. He just guessed that the other party might have recognized him by reducing the ship's speed and had a phone call with the navy. Now the other party's performance obviously confirmed this.

"Asshole, what do you want!" The old captain lowered his voice and frowned angrily. He held the armrest with one hand and stood straight, looking unyielding.

It’s just that the legs shake a lot.

"Don't worry, I have no idea about your ship. Drive to the target location, put me down, and everyone will just pretend that nothing happened." Mo Jing looked at him with a smile, and there was no trace of deception in his clear eyes.<

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The old captain laughed angrily: "You actually want me to believe in a pirate's promise!"

"If it's not acceptable, you can also regard it as a threat!" Mo Jing shrugged helplessly: "There are so many zeros on the reward order, how about respecting this number?"

The old captain stared angrily, his old face turned red, and his mouth trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

Mo Jing patted his shoulder and left the deck.

When he reached the door of the stern kitchen, the speed of the boat increased again.

Smiling, Mo Jing got into the kitchen again.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ernai being beaten. A tall chef hit Ernai with a rolling pin, and he was beaten until Ernai squatted in a pile of garbage and did not dare to fight back.

While beating, I still scolded: "Who taught you how to cut fish like this? Who taught you? If you are good, don't learn, just learn these!"

He dropped an unfinished fish on Ernai.

"You little bastard, you want to be a sea devil, right? Go find him and become your disciple!"

The chefs around are busy with their own business, as if they are used to it.

Both of them saw Mo Jing.

Ernai's eyes averted for a moment and he lowered his head.

The tall chef beat and scolded him. After a few minutes, he was panting from exhaustion, and then he said viciously: "You will be good-looking in the future!"

Then left this small corner.

Mo Jing leaned on the shelf next to him and watched from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the tall chef left that he slowly walked up.

Ernai raised his head and carefully gave him an ugly smile.

Mo Jing glanced at him, picked up the fish on the ground, and took a closer look at the knife skills - he was indeed imitating him, but it was a pity that this level of imitation was just like a beginner trying to become a master in the industry, imitating

It’s so specious and so confusing!

"It's really bad!" He frowned, threw the defective product aside, and said in disgust: "I can't even imagine that my knife skills can make such an ugly incision!"

The smile on Ernai's face froze. He lowered his head little by little, burying his head deeper than before. He held his trouser legs tightly with both hands, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Like a curved shrimp.

"So why are you still squatting there?" Mo Jing's impatient voice sounded in his ears.

Ernai paused and slowly raised his face, which was biting his lower lip tightly and crying, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Don't you want to learn?" Mo Jing looked down at him: "I can't stay on this ship for too long."

Ernai's eyes gradually widened, and he cried in disbelief: "You, you, you, are not..."

The kitchen knife in Mo Jing's hand was like a bolt of lightning, hovering over Ernai's head, as if he was going to cut him open like a fish.

Ernai stopped crying, hugged her legs, and looked at Mo Jing eagerly.

"Two minutes, sort yourself out, little guy, don't let me say it a second time."

"Yes, Master!" There were still tears on Ernai's face, but she couldn't hide the surprise that was about to overflow.

"For such an ugly knife maker, don't call me master!"

"Okay, Master!"

Mo Jing: "..."

One taught and the other learned, and the two quickly got into the groove.

When the title "Sea Demon" was popular, Mo Jing tried to train many chefs, but to no avail.

The flowing water swordsmanship that he understood from the "Secret Truth: Water" is unique and cannot be imitated by others. Even those chefs with better knife skills are similar in appearance but not in spirit.

But it was rare that today he saw a little spiritual energy in the chef named Ernai, and he had the desire to teach after a long time.

Perhaps this is the loneliness of an expert!

Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them were so serious that Mo Jing had no idea that the outline of a giant ship had appeared far behind the cruise ship!

When he came to his senses, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the kitchen!