The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal

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After all, Polusalino took the 'mung bean', threw it into his mouth, crushed it, and swallowed it. When it entered the stomach along the esophagus, a light green halo appeared on his body.

"Ah-"

He could clearly feel the warmth pouring out of his body, and the exhaustion all over his body was recovering quickly.

"Well, it's very comfortable." Vidal teased: "Now do you understand why I said that we are a match made in heaven?"

Polusalino hesitated for a while, and he understood somewhat. This thing called 'mung bean' can restore his physical strength, and the ability of the devil fruit is to consume physical strength.

Vidal's photosynthetic energy can not only restore physical strength, but also recover from injuries, but he needs light to replenish energy, and he can just provide enough light source.

In this way, a closed loop is formed. If they cooperate well in the battle, it is really possible to produce the effect of a perpetual motion machine. Even if they cannot beat the opponent, they can still be dragged to death.

Although he didn't say this truth, none of the people present were stupid, and they all understood what was going on.

Can the abilities of devil fruit be coordinated in this way?

But just when everyone was amazed at Vidal's idea, Vidal suddenly turned his head and looked at Sakaski.

"By the way, you ate a 'mung bean' from me before, so you owe me 100,000 beri, so don't rush to pay it back. I know you don't have any money now, so I'll talk about it later."

Sakaski's head was full of question marks, and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say. Is there a fee for this thing?

"And you, if you need 'mung beans', come to me and ask for it. You can owe it first, but Benson, the six of you, the flying squirrel, don't need it."

"I'll give you three 'mung beans' every week, save some money!" Vidal smiled gently at them.

They also knew why they led the team so differently. Flying Squirrel and Huoshaoshan looked at each other and did not refuse the offer.

Because they also thought of the magical effect of 'mung bean'.

This thing can not only be used in battle, but also can be eaten when half of the physical strength is exhausted during normal training.

In this way, you can do more training than those who don't have 'mung beans', and the gap will gradually appear over time.

But everyone is young and handsome, apart from being unable to compare with those four monsters, no one thinks that they are inferior to anyone else.

So although few people stood up to make a reservation on the spot, they actually made a decision in their hearts.

Exchange money for strength, and you will never lose money in this world!

Moreover, judging from the results of Gumir and Benson, it seems that they don't necessarily have to spend money to buy it...

"Teacher Zefa, would you like to have one too?" Vidal didn't care about their little Jiujiu, anyway, the words had already been released, so he had to choose what to do.

At this time, the warship under his feet had already returned to the Navy headquarters, but this was not important.

"Teacher?" Zefa frowned. He had always heard people call himself an instructor, and the word teacher was still very new.

"I think the instructor sounds too polite, so I will call you teacher from now on, okay?" Vidal laughed.

Zefa thought for a while, then nodded: "You give me ten 'mung beans', the ones that don't charge, and I'll accept it."

"..." Vidal has a black hair, how can he change to a more respectful name, and still have to give something? It's not for you to call me teacher.

But it's enough to think about it in your heart, and on the surface, you get ten 'mung beans' and hand them over without hesitation.

According to the price of 100,000 berry, 10 berry is only 1 million berry, one million berry can be exchanged for Zefa's friendship, good money!

As for the consumption of photosynthetic energy, um, didn’t I take a wave of Polusalino just now, and the energy in my body was almost full at this time.

This is actually equivalent to exchanging Polusalino's energy for his own benefit.

No loss!

"Okay." Zefa shook the ten 'mung beans' in his palm very satisfied, and asked, "Are you short of money?"

"It's not a question of whether there is a lack or not. I just like money and treasures. It can be regarded as a personal hobby." Vidal said these words without any concealment.

Hearing this, Zefa could only sigh. Fortunately, Vidal came from a naval family. Otherwise, 80% of this hobby would be a pirate, and the remaining 20% ​​might be a bounty hunter or something.

However, it is not a bad thing for a navy to like money. As long as it is not too greedy, the salary is already very generous.

The major of the headquarters has 5 million Baileys a month, and it rises to more than 10 million Baileys when he is a Brigadier General. This money is enough to live a very rich life.

But he still underestimated Vidal's desire for money, which wasn't enough to fill his teeth.

Sure enough, just as he was about to arrive at Marin Fando, a group of students finally couldn't hold back and came over one after another to ask about 'Mung Bean'.

Vidal didn't hesitate, and asked everyone to give one to try, and explained that if they think the effect is good and they still want it, then they will come to him later.

The reason why he doesn't start selling on the spot now is because he doesn't have anything to keep the accounts in his hand, so it's better to wait until he goes back.

But the flying squirrel, the three of Gumier and the others are easy to deal with, and they will be handed over to them directly.

It has to be said that the effect of putting the 'mung bean' in the hands of six people in front of everyone was really good. He noticed that the expressions of many people had changed.

In this regard, he just smiled, and the future is long, so there is no rush.

When they arrived at the port of Marin Fando, everyone lined up again in the square, Zefa stood in front of them, and several generals surrounded them.

"This scuffle should be enough for you to understand your respective gaps. I hope that in the next eleven scuffles, I can see your progress."

"Now let me tell you about the arrangement of the courses."

"I believe you have all seen the books in your room, and your task is to memorize the knowledge inside through self-study."

What, self-study? ! Fifty students all showed surprised expressions. Is there no one to teach?

But Zefa ignored them and continued: "Every Sunday, Cathedral No. 404 of the Naval Academy will be open for you."

"If you don't understand something, you can gather your questions together that day and ask the teachers of each course waiting for you there."

"The time is from 1:00 pm to 9:00 pm. There will be an exam once a month. Those who fail will be banned from participating in the melee on Z Island that month. The last ten will also be punished."

Vidal was shocked. He didn't expect that he would have to face the once-a-month exam after time travel? !

Thinking about the dozen or so thick textbooks, he seemed to see the painful time of the next year.

"Teacher Zefa, what about the training?" A student in the team behind couldn't help but raise his hand and asked.

Zefa glanced at him. He didn't expect these little guys to climb the pole, so they called the teacher one by one, but it sounded good.

"Gather here at six o'clock every morning, and the training will be carried out on Z Island. If there are special training programs, it is possible to change the location, and return to the headquarters at six o'clock in the afternoon."

The audience was silent, so their self-study time was only from 6:00 pm to 6:00 am, including bedtime? !