People are pirates, start with a Nika fruit

Another month has passed.

In the early morning, Faith opened the door of the stone house and strode out.

His target is a large mountain deep in the forest in the distance.

This mountain stands tall and towering, more than a thousand meters high, with rugged rocks, scattered pines and cypresses, and winding paths leading to secluded areas.

Feis walked to the foot of the mountain, where there was a pile of square cloud iron that was more than ten meters high and weighed thousands of tons. It had sharp edges and corners, reflecting the faint light of the morning sun.

Behind Yun Tie, there is a newly opened deep path, but the trees on both sides of the path seem to have been damaged. They were all broken from the middle of the trunks, and the broken branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground.

Faith stepped forward, inserted his hands deeply into the cloud iron, and then gritted his teeth and raised it above his head. The big muscles all over his body were bulging like a horned dragon, and his heart was beating violently, transporting the surging blood into the veins that stood out like green snakes.

in the blood vessels.

Then he slowly squatted down, then jumped up, using a leapfrog style, and slowly headed towards the top of the mountain.

Every step he took was like an earthquake, leaving deep pits under his feet.

Boom boom boom--

Deafening roars kept ringing in the mountains, startling birds, and some wild beasts were frightened and looked at the shaking mountains blankly, at a loss.

It was difficult to walk on the rugged mountain road, but Faith was not afraid. He could feel that every time the heart contracts and expands, it is like a powerful engine running, bursting out a large amount of fresh blood into all parts of the body, providing himself with powerful energy.

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Just when he couldn't hold on and reached the limit, and when his muscles continued to be torn, black flames would slowly rise in his body, nourishing every cell in his body, allowing his physical strength to increase all the time.

Faith had not experienced this feeling of becoming stronger for a long time.

Now, with the breakthrough of the body, it appears again.

His body muscles seemed to have no limit, and new strength was constantly emerging in response to the rhythm of his heart.

After each damage and repair, the cells are reborn and become stronger and stronger.

It's really, really wonderful.

Until now, Faith has almost understood that this flame of resurgence is actually the power hidden deep in his body. This power has been transformed in the laboratory and displayed in the form of flames.

In the final analysis, it is your own vitality.

It can repair scars and help you continue to make breakthroughs.

In this case, Faith finally figured out why he felt so consumed when helping others with their treatment.

Because this is a transfer of life force to others, oneself will become weak.

but.

As long as the vitality is in one's body, it can circulate indefinitely, constantly repair one's own scars, and provide surging power.

In the final analysis, it is because the vitality never leaves one's body, it is always in the body and exists in another way.

In short, his body is an absolute perpetual motion machine.

"I don't know how the laboratory created such a body. It's really a miracle." Faith sighed sincerely.

After understanding the general situation, Faith restarted physical exercise more than a month ago.

This time, the training intensity was very high. He kept testing the limits crazily, working harder and risking his life even more.

Therefore, the physical strength is like riding a rocket, constantly climbing upwards, reaching an incredible point.

The whole body is as if made of fine steel, the blood is as thick as mercury, and the heart is more powerful. Every time it beats, it seems to have the sound of thunder, and the strength has more than doubled.

The armed domineering energy closely related to the body has also become more surging, with the total amount increased by 50%.

Powerful, extremely powerful!

After this time, Faith felt that he was completely unafraid of any strong person who cultivated his body, and he already had the strength to keep pace with Whitebeard.

You can even get a glimpse of Rocks' style.

"All we have to do is wait for this time to return to the pirate group and give it a try."

Feisi thought this in his mind, but his feet did not stop jumping, but moved firmly towards the top.

After several hours, Fes finally reached the top of the mountain.

My whole body looked like it had been fished out of water, wet from head to tail.

He lay on the ground, without any strength in his body, and kept breathing heavily.

The lungs are like bellows, constantly beating to absorb oxygen from the air, and then slowly spit it out when the oxygen is almost exhausted.

This breath was very long, and it made a sound in the air, turned into a strong wind, and floated into the distance.

Then, the black flames of recovery burned fiercely, constantly repairing the damaged cells in the body.

About ten minutes later, Faith jumped up from the ground and became lively again.

With a thought, hot breath spurted out from his body, drying the sweat on his clothes. Then he strode towards the cloud iron stone, picked it up with all his strength, and headed towards the foot of the mountain again.

Over and over again, going in the morning and returning in the evening.

In this way, Faith guided the Sky Island Councilors and Guards to practice every now and then, and the rest of the time was spent in practice.

Before I knew it, another half month had passed.

As of today, it happens to be the last day of the third month.

In the morning, Faith got up early and started packing her luggage.

Suddenly, he felt a warm and soft body hugging him from behind, and then heard Mosi's pleasant voice asking: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, I still have a lot of things to do."

Faith said softly that in the past few months, Moss had basically taken care of her daily life. The two of them had done everything they should do and shouldn't, and their relationship had become clearer.

"Then when will you come back?"

Mosi made no attempt to persuade him to stay. She knew that the brother next door in front of her had grown into a man who could cross the sea and have his own ideas and responsibilities.

As for me, I just need to support you silently from behind.

"If it's quick, within two years!"

Faith thought about it for a while, and before he knew it, time had arrived in the spring of 1483 in the Hainan calendar, and the Battle of the Valley of the Gods would take place in the coming year.

In this year, he must control the foundation of Rocks Pirates as much as possible, and wait until Rocks falls so that he can receive the inheritance.

As for the Battle of the Valley of the Gods, he will also fight in person as a way of repaying Rocks for his care over the past few years.

"Okay!" Moss couldn't help biting her plump lips when she heard that the time was so long, and stared at Faith with charming eyes.

After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind and grabbed Faith's big hand that was packing her luggage.

"What's wrong?" Faith turned around and looked at Moss with some confusion.

"It's nothing, sister, I just want to..."

Moss pushed Faith down on the bed, then pressed her whole body down, and murmured in Faith's ear in a voice that only two people could hear: "Squeeze you dry."

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(Ten thousand words are omitted here.)