I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 39 039. You lie! I won’t lie!

"Dabao, um, he looks 70% like me, a black-haired boy. Please help me find him in the sky."

Messer said to the crow on his shoulder.

Crow Dabao nodded, made a "mute" sound, pressed his claws on Messer's shoulder, spread his wings and flew into the sky.

"According to the direction Dadan pointed, it should be near the 'uncertain terminal'."

Mercer stood on a wooden suspension bridge above a hundred-meter-deep canyon, looked at the forest in the distance, and walked over.

A handsome white-necked crow was circling in the sky above, looking around and walking in the lush forest.

Tall trees.

All kinds of strange flowers and plants.

Jump over the crystal clear stream by stepping on the raised stones on the water surface.

The endless forests are filled with the primitive breath of life.

Breathe in the fragrance of flowers, plants and trees.

I unconsciously felt an urge to shout.

Different from the eternal winter on Drum Island.

The seasons here are the same all year round, with lush flowers and plants. This season is autumn, and Moses's state of harmony between man and nature makes him feel extremely comfortable here.

At this time, the crow Dabao in the air fell from the sky and flew to the ground not far from Moses.

With stealthy steps, he caught a three-centimeter-long black bee in his mouth and ate it to pieces.

Moses blinked and walked forward, but stopped when he was five meters away.

Because a group of at least hundreds of fat black bees flew out from the soil on the ground, circling around Ya Dabao, with shiny black stingers, but they could not get close to him.

Crow Dabao flapped his wings, creating gusts of wind to drive them away.

The sharp beak of the bird caught the prey accurately every time. Mercer narrowed his eyes slightly, and was not surprised by Ya Dabao's gluttonous behavior.

I'm just curious.

Crow nature.

Why should I suppress its nature?

And it’s not like I’m not gaining anything.

Moses clearly saw a crystal clear, earthy brown liquid flowing out of the cracks in the soil under Ya Dabao's feet.

Wild honey.

Sniffing the faint sweet smell in the air, Mercer couldn't help but smile, "He's such a good guy, he only knows how to do good things for his family."

Moses had already thought of several plans for a great harvest, the simplest of which was undoubtedly fire attack.

But God is merciful and kind.

Since you want to be a robber, you'd better spare the bee's life.

There must be an antidote within a hundred steps of a highly poisonous substance.

Although this statement is not quite accurate, it is true.

Mercer's eyes accurately found a good thing. In a pond where a river converged not far away, there were floating large lotus leaves with a minimum diameter of one meter.

Some yellowing, but that's okay.

With brisk steps, Moses came to the river and stepped into the crystal clear water with his sandaled feet.

It was only two meters from the shore and the water was above the calf.

The little hand holding the cold dew dived under the water, and with just a light stroke, the broad lotus leaves above the water were free.

After picking several round and clean lotus leaves, Moses walked ashore, overlapped two lotus leaves, folded them into a 45-degree fan shape, and quickly walked to the bumblebee.

He swung his arms and waved the fan-shaped lotus leaves, making the "crackling" sound of rain hitting the banana leaves. He used his skillful strength to whip the bees accurately.

Only injure, not kill.

A few minutes later, a layer of fat black bees fell on the ground around.

Ya Dabao and Moses cooperated well. They surrounded Moses and flapped their wings on the ground like chickens to drive away the bees that were still attacking. Those who dared to attack would be eaten by the bees.

Moses held the Cold Dew dagger in his right hand and inserted it into the crack in the ground, prying open the lumps of soil with ease. He saw a beehive with honey-orange honey flowing inside.

After wiping off the dust from the cold dew on his clothes, Moses began to divide the beehive.

The open lotus leaves began to wrap.

This was a rich honeycomb, and Moses collected two-thirds of it, enough for five large bags of honey.

The rest is left unattended, covered with soil, leaving gaps, and taking the path of sustainable development.

After collecting the bees, Messer looked at the bees around him that had begun to recover and fly, called out to Crow Dabao, and quickly left.

After eating at least a hundred of them, Dabao finally satisfied his craving, but he was still reluctant to leave. He muttered:

"If I knew this earlier, I would have brought my daughter along. This kind of sweet worm is so delicious."

Away from the hive, Mercer held five large bags of honey and a large piece of honeycomb in his hands. He pinched a piece and handed it to the crow flying beside him, Dabao, and said with a smile:

"There are five bags. Leave one for us and take it back for Crow Girl to try."

When Ya Dabao heard this, he laughed happily:
"Mei, okay, Niu, happy, thank you."

"Speaking of which, Dabao, you should also work harder. Stop speaking incoherently and strive for coherent and fluent sentences. It's just that you haven't practiced enough. This won't work. If you're not good at it, you need to practice more."

"I know." Crow Dabao nodded and took another piece of honey that Mercer handed him. He tilted his head back and swallowed it. "It's delicious and sweet."

As he said that, he flew to a pond and drank a few gulps of clear water, then flew back over again, "I've eaten too much, it's greasy."

Mercer ate the honey cube, looked at it and smiled, "Have you finished eating? If you are, go back to the work you were doing."

"Okay, another piece."

This time, Moses grabbed a big piece and handed it over. Ya Dabao grabbed it with his claws and flapped his wings to fly into the sky.

Walking in the forest.

Mercer glanced at the honey cube in his hand.

"Identification"

【F+ Grade Earth Honey】: A natural dessert, a gift from nature. Regular consumption can eliminate fatigue, improve sleep, nourish and protect the liver, and improve gastrointestinal function.

That’s right, if the delicacy is so easy to get, the quality can’t be that high.

But the flaws do not hide the virtues.

A good thing is still a good thing even if it is of low quality.

"This is also a kind of spiritual practice resource. Long-term consumption is a good thing that can improve physical fitness."

"There are so many good things in this world, and my desire for adventure has been kindled."

I ate honey cubes along the way, and when I felt too sweet, I ate a few wild fruits I picked on the road, or took a few big gulps of mountain spring water I came across.

Half an hour later.

Messer used his Observation Haki to continuously sense, but for some reason, he could not sense Ace's presence.

It was not until they walked out of the forest and came to a slope that Moser looked at the towering curved city wall in the distance and the smoke-shrouded garbage mountain range outside the wall.

Uncertain destination

The no-man's land between the Korpo Mountains and the Kingdom of Goa.

Calling it a no-man's land is a bit of a compliment, but in reality it is just a waste mountain where unviable, worthless things are infested with hooligans, pirates and bandits.

Most of the people here make a living by collecting waste from the city.

"Did that brat Ace come here again?"

The observation and hearing color sensed a familiar breath inside the garbage mountain.

Moses waved his hand towards the sky, and the crow flew down.

He handed the five lotus leaf bags tied with vines he found on the road to Ya Dabao, who held them tightly with his claws.

"What's up, Mei?"

"I found it. I'll go take a look. You hold on to it."

Moses said this and walked down the slope into the garbage mountain. Looking at the various piles of garbage debris, Moses thought to himself:

"Are all the nobles of the Goa Kingdom pigs? How can they produce so much garbage?"

Smelling the foul smoke left in the air by the burning garbage, Messer walked through the ruins.

From time to time, you can see scavengers digging in the garbage dump. They have numb faces and tattered clothes, but there is a hint of vigilance and cruelty in their eyes.

A pathetic bunch who don't know what tomorrow holds.

A group of people living among garbage and having no vision for the future.

No, I have aspirations.

Their dream may be to dig out something valuable from the garbage.

After it is dug out, there may be a bloody scramble for it.

I have seen many faces.

There are adults, children, men, women, and the elderly.

Moses looked at them calmly and did not feel sorry for them. The road to Mount Korpo or other mountains and forests was right there.

If they want to truly live, the path has always been there, but they choose to turn a blind eye to it.

As for the wild beasts in the mountains?
joke.

Where do so many powerful beasts come from? As long as you have determination, beasts will never be an obstacle.

Following the breath sensed by his observation Haki, he stepped onto the top of a mountain of garbage rising from abandoned buildings.

Moses lowered his eyes and looked.

"Smelly kid, this is what we found, give it back to us."

"I think you are looking for death."

"Stop talking nonsense and kill them."

Three adults held knives and forced two little kids, who were about five or six years old. To be precise, their purpose was to get the several worn cloth bags on their bodies.

The bag was bulging inside, and the untied opening revealed some messy stuff inside.

Two little brats,
A man wearing a top hat with goggles, a blue aristocratic style windbreaker, and black boots,
A man wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and black cloth shoes of fine material.

The blond kid in the top hat was holding a steel water pipe in his hand.

Messer's gaze stayed on him for only a few seconds before he shifted his gaze to the other black-haired kid.

Ace.

"Tsk, in this area, nothing belongs to anyone. You have to use your fists to speak here."

Ace looked at the three adults with a fierce expression, the axe in his hand, which was obviously extremely sharp, gleaming coldly:

"Come up if you're not afraid of death. Who of you can try my axe first?"

The three adults had murderous looks in their eyes. If they were forced back by this little thing that was not even as tall as their waists, how would they make a living here in the future?

The three of them looked at each other and could see the ruthlessness and decisiveness in each other's eyes. The next moment, they rushed forward with knives in hand.

The battle is imminent!
Ace's eyes flashed with nervousness, and he suddenly shouted, "Sabo, execute Plan B."

The next second, the two men took out a handful of wall dust from their pockets and threw it on the faces of the three people who rushed forward.

No one expected the idea to be so insidious. Two of the three people were hit, and the remaining one was a little slow when rushing forward, so he discovered it in time and raised his arms to protect his face.

The two people who were hit were suddenly panicked.

"Ah! My eyes, you bastard, you have no moral principles."

"Quick, retreat quickly."

"Don't retreat! Charge forward! This is wall ash, not lime. We can't let them get away."

The man who was not hit shouted loudly, grabbed a companion who wanted to retreat, and pushed him hard towards Ace.

Suddenly, he looked at the man who was staggering towards him with a look of fear on his face.

Ace was stunned. He didn't know whether to chop with the axe in his hand or not. He just thought about it for a moment, and was knocked to the ground by the man who pushed him up.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the man who pushed the man. He rushed forward and leaned over, slashing at Ace's face with a knife.

Ace's eyes fixed at this moment, and he half-knelt on the ground, staring at the newcomer, ready to fight back.

The little boy named Sabo was stunned by this sudden change and shouted:
"Ace, be careful!!"

At this moment, a cold light suddenly shot out from above, and a muffled sound of "Puff!" was heard.

Then there was a "clang" sound, and the knife in the hand of the man who rushed in front of Ace fell off and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

“Ahhhhh!!!” The man covered his right arm with his left hand and uttered a piercing howl, “Hand, my hand.”

At this moment, Ace also knew that the opportunity could not be missed. With a fierce look in his eyes, he quickly stood up from the ground. The axe in his right hand flashed a cold light and hit the man's chest heavily.

Puff! A handful of blood splashed onto Ace's face.

The man was knocked down hard.

Seeing this scene, Sabo calmed down, swung the iron pipe, and swung it at the man in front of him who was rubbing his eyes and looking a little dazed.

Bang!
Iron pipe headshot.

Bang! The iron pipe hit his face.

Bang! An iron pipe flew out.

Ace wiped the blood off his face, looked at the unlucky guy who had just been sold out, took a step forward, and kicked him in the face.

Bang! With a dull thud, he was kicked unconscious.

After finally dealing with the three people, Ace immediately looked up at the ruins of the building behind him.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, so I had to block the sun with my left hand.

But when I looked clearly, I found nothing, it was empty.

Ace frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Who saved me?"

Then he looked at Sabo again: "Are you okay? Sabo."

Sabo stepped forward and grabbed the object that had pierced the man's arm. He pulled it out with force and took a look. His eyes suddenly widened.
"Scalpel?"

Ace came up and looked at him, with suspicion flashing in his eyes:

"This knife seems to be of very good quality, even better than my axe? Who is so rich that they just throw it away?"

Then, he asked his blond friend, "Sabo, do you know him?"

"You don't know?" Sabo looked at Ace in confusion and said speechlessly, "That knife was obviously used to save you. What does it have to do with me?"

"And Ace, what happened to you just now? Why didn't you dodge or attack? It was very dangerous, wasn't it?"

Ace looked a little embarrassed, turned his eyes away, and said awkwardly: "I have never hit anyone with an axe, and I didn't decide whether to just chop him. Sorry!"

Sabo looked at Ace blankly, then his face darkened and he suddenly glared and roared:
"Then what are you doing with a hammer and an axe? It's scary when you suddenly do that in the middle of a fight, isn't it? I almost died of fright just now."

Sabo took a deep breath, slowed down his breathing, and asked again, "What about these three people? It's already like this? Sprinkle them away?"

"You killed?" Ace nudged him with his shoulder, his eyes a little weak: "I have never killed anyone."

Sabo said angrily, "I haven't killed anyone either. Didn't you say you did? Did you lie to me?"

Ace turned his head away again, smacked his lips, and said, "Does killing prey count?"

Sabo: "Then will you kill him or not?"

Ace: "I'm not ready yet."

Sabo: "Do we need to prepare for something like this?"

Ace: "Why don't you kill one for me first?"

Sabo: "I don't want it, you kill me."

Ace: "Then I don't want it either."

The two looked at each other, and after a few seconds, they said in unison:

"Then don't kill them all."

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