How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 145: Times and Pirates

at the same time.

A familiar system prompt sounded in Gao Wen's mind:

"Crew member Kuro has mastered Armament Haki."

"Potential improvement."

Still like Ajin, his potential has increased, but he has not broken through the current level limit and reached the gold level.

But Clo's own growth limit has undoubtedly been raised higher.

More importantly, with Cloe's awakening of Armament Haki, Gawain finally doesn't have to rely on himself to gain Armament Haki experience.

Before, it was more than ten points a day, and even after my potential was raised to legendary, the improvement rate was only a few dozen points, which was really too tiring.

Moreover.

Clo is just the beginning. With the help of the experience piggy bank, the practice speed of others will be greatly improved.

More and more people will awaken their domineering aura, and Gawain’s own improvement speed will also become faster and faster.

Thinking of this, Gao Wen couldn't help but smile and said lightly:
"Yes."

"This is the armed color."

"The most comprehensive of the three colors of domineering."

"If it is wrapped around a weapon, it can enhance the attack power. If it is attached to the body surface, it can also form a layer of armor!"

"You have already gotten started. It is up to you to determine how strong you can be next."

"Also, Armament Haki is also divided into different levels..."

between words.

Gawain told Cloe all the information he knew about Armament Haki, without keeping anything secret.

Cloe looked at the black claw knife in his hand, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Observation Haki solved the problem of whether he could see or not, while Armament Haki helped him solve the problem of whether he could cut or not.

Now, as long as he continues to practice along this path, his combat power will at least reach the level of a vice admiral.

Of course, extreme cases, such as an old guy who is obviously overqualified, or some shameful lieutenant generals, are of no reference value.

After all, even if the judges give scores, they know to eliminate the lowest and highest scores.

Clo closed his eyes, began to feel the domineering energy in his body, and tried to control it.

Seeing this, Gawain stopped bothering him and turned away, leaving the space to Clo.

Now that Cloe can provide experience in terms of armament color, Gawain naturally needs to focus on his domineering color, which he can only rely on himself.

……

A few minutes later.

On a flat mountain behind Raven Harbor.

Gao Wen looked around and saw that there was nothing else around and it was very quiet.

He nodded in satisfaction, then found a clean stone to sit on. However, he did not immediately begin practicing the Domineering Haki. Instead, he focused his attention on the system panel.

A few days passed, and Gao Wen had accumulated a lot of experience. All of his skills had improved, but he had not yet reached the point of upgrading.

Only after reaching the limit of navigation skills, the accumulated invalid experience has exceeded 7,000:

[Navigation-LV-5: 7215/MAX]

Without any hesitation, Gawain invested all his experience in navigation into the experience piggy bank.

As the excess experience in navigation decreases, the number in the experience storage tank also increases.

soon.

The invalid experience in navigation was reset to zero, and a brand new number appeared before Gawain's eyes:

[Shichibukai-Experience Storage Tank: 3405]

Afterwards, the experience storage tank will be automatically distributed in proportion based on the diligence of the team members' practice.

Even though the experience has been reduced a lot, the long-term accumulation will allow Clo and others to have a significant improvement.

As time passed, Gawain gradually understood one thing.

The way these crew members improve is that every effort they make can lead to corresponding improvements, and it’s slow but generally smooth.

However, after Gao Wen accumulated experience to the level requirement, it was directly fed back to himself, showing a step-by-step improvement.

Both have their own advantages. With the former, you can see progress with every effort you make, while with the latter, there will be super strong feedback at the moment of improvement.

But for the leeks, the visible improvement through hard work does bring a much greater incentive effect than the step-by-step improvement.

"Why is it a bit like..."

"nothing."

Gawain shook his head, clearing away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

After arranging the experience storage tank, Gawain focused his attention on the practice of Conqueror's Haki.

Feeling the breath of faith in his body, Gawain gradually began to try to control it.

soon.

At the back mountain of Raven Harbor, circles of scarlet overlord aura swept across, startling countless birds and beasts in the surrounding area, causing them to lose consciousness and fall to the ground.

Even Cloe, who was so focused on practicing Armament Haki that he almost forgot everything around him, was alarmed and felt the source of that breath.

"Is that... Domineering Haki?"

"Who?"

"Gawain!"

"It can only be Gawain!"

Even though Cloe had never seen the Domineering Haki before, it did not prevent him from instantly judging that the red aura sweeping around him at this moment was the Domineering Haki.

After all, the powerful will revealed in the aura shocked his spirit.

It is not impossible for those with weaker strength to lose consciousness on the spot.

He looked at the Armament Haki wrapped around his hands, then looked at the Domineering Haki released by Gawain in the distance, and for a moment he just wanted to curse.

"I just realized the Armament Haki, and you immediately pulled out a more advanced Conqueror Haki?"

"How much more stuff are you hiding?!"

"Why don't you just release them all at once? It's scary to have them come in waves like this!"

Clo couldn't help but start recalling what he had experienced after meeting Gawain.

I suddenly discovered that almost every time this guy came up with a new thing, he would take it out shortly after.

From observation Haki, to armament Haki, to domineering Haki...

Case solved!
This bastard must have mastered these things a long time ago.

I have been hiding my clumsiness all along!

Thinking of this, Clo's mouth twitched. He simply turned away and found an area where he could not sense Gawain's domineering color, and started practicing again.

However, he was disrupted by the sudden impact of the domineering color just now, and it took him a long time to get back to his senses.

at the same time.

In the port.

People were walking on the street, not at all alarmed by the domineering look behind the port.

Only two tall figures stopped at the same time and turned to face the direction where the domineering color came from.

“Oh yeah~”

"Is it Gawain?"

Fujitora sighed, but a hint of fighting spirit ignited in his eyes:

"Such a violent and ferocious domineering aura is actually derived from the same source as his swordsmanship. Even the sword in my hand is beginning to become excited."

"After all, the last time I fought him, I didn't have a lot of fun at all."

"The so-called king's qualifications~"

Zefa nodded.

He was present when Gawain awakened his Conqueror's Haki before, and was even a real witness. Naturally, he was very familiar with this domineering aura.

"It would be strange for him to not have the Conqueror Haki, as he is a rebellious person who has no respect for the World Government."

"Mr. Zefa, how much respect do you still have for them now?"

Facing Fujitora's question, Zephyr was slightly stunned, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes:
"Who knows?"

"Speaking of which, I should thank that guy for hiding my identity from the people in the port. That's how I was able to truly blend in."

"Of course, I also want to thank you for taking an old man like me to all the places in this port to witness the true side of the surrounding civilians."

"If I hadn't said I was coming here, who would have known that the truth was so absurd..."

"It's so chilling."

As the two talked, they started walking again, and in a few minutes, they walked into a bar on Red Dragon Street. All those gathered here were members of the Gawain Pirates.

Everyone drank the beer in their hands and joked with each other. There were sounds of laughter and playfulness everywhere. This scene even reminded Zefa of the group of marines under his command.

Whenever he led his disciples to defeat the pirates who were causing chaos in an area and held a celebration banquet, the new recruits would have the same expression and gesture on their faces.

"Yes, it really is."

Zefa sighed, then remained silent, found a place to sit down, and looked at the people around him, wondering what he was thinking.

Fujitora sat down in front of him, looking at the people around him with a smile on his face:
“They are just a group of ordinary people.”

"what."

Zefa responded and fell silent.

The female waitress at the bar came over at this time, with a sweet smile on her face, handed two glasses of beer to the two men, took out two pieces of bread from behind, and then said to them:

"It's the captain's rule that disabled people get free bread and wine."

"Well!"

The waiter winked playfully:
"After all, this is the nursing home that the captain left for us, hehe~"

After saying that, before Zefa and the other two could react, the waiter was called over by the pirates at another table.

Zefa stared at the bread and beer in his hands in a trance. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and let out a long sigh:

"Now I understand why so many people came to greet him when he returned."

"Even the marines who fought to the death for justice didn't receive such treatment..."

"Many of them were discharged due to injuries and never heard from again."

talking.

Zefa slowly put the bread in his hand into his mouth.

The skin is crispy, the inside is soft, and it has the aroma of milk and eggs.

Although the quality and taste are by no means comparable to the food specially provided by the admiral, it is still a rare treat for these people.

One bite at a time.

Zefa finished eating the bread and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the long-lost sense of relaxation and comfort.

The drunken voice of the pirate at the next table also reached Zefa's ears at this moment.

"Bread and beer. When I joined the pirate group, I dreamed of living like this."

"Who isn't?"

An obviously elderly, hooded pirate slumped in a chair.

He drank the beer in the cup in one gulp and burped. The smell of alcohol made the people around him move away subconsciously, but they returned to their original positions after the smell dissipated, waiting for his next words.

The turbaned pirate continued while holding his wine glass:
"When I was in my hometown, my family ran a beer business. I had some property and a wife."

"By the way she is very beautiful, just like Gaza-sama!"

"Just blow it!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Everyone obviously didn't believe what he said and just thought he was daydreaming. After all, if such a day really came, who would be willing to be a pirate?
Only Zefa had an idea and turned around to hand the beer to the pirate.

What came to her mind at this moment was her long-deceased wife and children.

They all died at the hands of pirates.

Zefa couldn't help but ask:
"What then?"

"later?"

The turbaned pirate took a deep breath and spoke in a calm tone, as if he was telling someone else's story:
"That year, the nobles of the territory suddenly raised taxes on me. I defended myself, but they had guns."

"I had no choice but to sell the winery, but the tax suddenly increased several times, and I still didn't have enough money."

"They took my wife and children away right in front of me, saying it was for tax deduction, but the next day, the next day..."

The turban pirate's eyes gradually turned red as he spoke:

“The next day, I saw my wife on a boat.”

"I wanted to save him, but my companions held me down. They told me that it was the lord's ship..."

"He also said."

"It's my honor that the lord has taken a fancy to my wife."

At this moment, everyone fell silent, looking at the turban pirate with eyes full of sympathy.

"Hahahahahahaha~"

"Why are you looking at me? You don't really believe it, do you?"

The turbaned pirate simply squatted on the table, slapped his thigh and laughed:

"Every time I tell this story, new people fall for it!"

"drink!"

"You all have to drink!"

Everyone suddenly realized that they had been deceived by the turban pirate's acting skills again.

For a moment, he felt like he had been cheated. Reluctantly, he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a big gulp.

Only Zefa noticed the tears that had not yet fallen in the corners of the turbaned pirate's eyes.

A simple lie cannot deceive people, but a lie mixed with the truth can definitely deceive people.

Zefa couldn't help but whispered:

"Why not ask the Navy for help?"

"you will not……"

The turban pirate wanted to deny it, but when he saw Zephyr, whose eyes were also filled with tears, he immediately realized that the man in front of him had the same fate as him.

"But……"

The turbaned man said with a hint of ridicule on his lips, tears streaming down his eyes:
"The Navy is on his side."

"..."

Zefa was speechless for a moment, he just reached out and patted the turban pirate on the shoulder and said:

"I can understand you."

"I can."

The turbaned man smiled evilly at this moment:
"Brother, have you been fooled by me too?"

"But I haven't seen you before. Which team are you from?"

Zefa's face twitched, and he found a random excuse and said:

"I'm a newcomer who just joined recently."

"Is that so? But you are still strong and healthy for being a pirate at such an old age!"

Say it.

The turbaned man did not delve into the details. After all, those who could come in here, even if they were not members of Gawain's pirate group, had Gawain's permission.

We are one anyway.

He stood up and said to everyone:

"Cheers to my brother!"

"cheers!"

……

Amid the crowd's enthusiastic cheers, Zefa ordered another glass of beer at the bar and drank it in one gulp in front of everyone.

Fujitora sat in the corner, taking in this scene, a faint smile forming on his lips.

"If I had met these interesting people earlier, I wouldn't have destroyed my eyes."

"It's another bitter and regretful day."

That night, Zefa was drunk for the first time in a long time, not only physically but also mentally.

He also listened to everyone's stories, and pieced together one tragedy after another from fragments of words.

Although there are some simple unlucky ones, the vast majority of people become pirates for only one reason - they can no longer survive.

Become a pirate or die.

But the fundamental reason is that he has never been the pirate that Zefa has always thought of, but a higher level, so high that he is above the clouds, so high that he can be called a god.

The service of mortals to God is even—gold from heaven!

In a drunken state.

Zephyr's whisper came into Fujitora's ear:
"It's not the pirates who created this era, but this era that created the pirates..."

(End of this chapter)