I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 48. My
This scene, full of a sense of déjà vu, startled Messer, and he quickly guessed her identity in his mind.

“It’s not very fast.”

Messer looked at the ghostly thing flying towards him and could clearly see its flight path.

Messer dodged to the side and watched the doll ghost fly past him with a long tail.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he didn't expect the ghost doll to turn in mid-air and fly towards him again.

"Can you control the steering?"

Moses pondered in his heart.

At this time, the little spirit girl covered her mouth and laughed happily: "Ha ha ha ha ha, just fall down."

Smiling happily, another batch of the same ghost dolls gushed out from his palm and rushed towards Messer.

Seeing this scene, Messier stopped playing, kicked off his feet, and ran quickly towards her position.

Ignoring the ghost doll chasing closely behind him, he stared at the other ghost doll in front of him. The moment it approached him, he quickly rolled to the side to dodge.

After dodging, he immediately stood up and rushed towards her body.

Seeing that Moses had dodged her ability several times in a row, the little spirit girl became a little panicked.

He hurriedly shouted:
"Don't come over here again. I'm telling you, I still have a ghost bomb trick that I haven't used yet. If you come over here again, be careful or I won't be polite. I can blow you to pieces in one go."

Moses ignored her and continued to rush forward. He pulled out the Cold Dew from his waist with his right hand and rushed in front of her (spiritual body) in the blink of an eye. The sharp blade swept across her neck.

Passed by.

The little spiritual girl swallowed her saliva and touched her unharmed neck. She felt a little nervous, but then she remembered that her spiritual body was immune to physical attacks, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up again.

He turned around with a sense of pride in his heart, and the next moment, a look of panic appeared on the spirit's face.

Mercer looked at her with a smile, sitting on the ground, and slapped her face with the Cold Dew sword in his hand as she lay on the ground.

"How to say?"

The next second, the little girl's spirit plopped down on the ground like a duck, crying out loudly, "Don't kill me, I don't want to die. I was wrong, I apologize."

Looking at this scene, Messer laughed and pointed with her left hand at the two ghost dolls floating around her.

"Take it back."

Hearing this, the little spirit girl looked frustrated and waved away the two ghost dolls.

Moses asked curiously, "What's your name? I heard you're an outsider. Why are you staying here? Where are your family?"

The little spirit girl gritted her teeth, anger flashing in her eyes. "Did that gang of thieves tell you? They're the only ones I've come into contact with here. It must be them."

"Well, I happened to hear them talking about you, and I came here out of curiosity. Tell me, your story."

The little spirit girl's eyes lit up. "Story? My story? I've become a celebrity, too. Hahaha!"

Seeing her suddenly fall into joy, Messer felt a little puzzled. Isn't she so out of touch?

At this time, she smiled happily and waved her hands: "I'm not that famous. My name is Perona. I'm an independent woman and I'm currently working on my own."

Messer looked at her subtly as she began to tell her story.

After a long while, Moses sat on the ground, eating an apple, and listened to her story.

how to say.

An orphan living in an orphanage on another island ate a devil fruit one day. After a series of accidents, he was ostracized as a monster and finally left the place.

Wandering all the way here.

We settled down here temporarily.

Having the power of the devil fruit makes life pretty good. I can go out and play sneakily every day, and I won't starve to death anyway.

Because she shared her story and was caught, Perona was now talking to Messer in her true form.

"Well, I've talked too much. I'm a little thirsty. Give me an apple."

Perona said quietly, and Messer raised his eyebrows, "You are not afraid of strangers."

As he said that, he handed the last apple to her. She took it and took a big bite.

"Mmm, that's sweet. Since you shared my food, I'll forgive you for threatening me just now."

Moses was speechless and said, "Who threatened you? Weren't you the first to do it?"

Waving her hand, Perona smiled and said:

"That's not important. By the way, what's your name? I've been talking for so long, and I still don't know your name. I can't just keep calling you hello, right?"

"Moses, that's my name."

"By the way, have you always lived here by yourself? Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Perona tilted her head and looked at Messer with some confusion: "I don't know. I'll live one day at a time. Anyway, I'm pretty strong and I won't starve to death.

What do you mean?
Do you want me to go with you like those thieves?"

At this point, Perona looked at Messer and suddenly covered her mouth with her hands and laughed: "You are so young, are you also alone?"

"That's not the case. I just came here today and was just wandering around. Then I heard about you and came to see you."

"You're right. I think you're quite interesting. Do you want to come with me? I don't know what you're doing here alone. Why not come with me? It's boring to stay here alone, right?"

"No." Perona curled her lips, "I don't want it. I'm fine being alone. No one will call me a monster. I can support myself.

Just like those thieves, they clearly told me to go to their place and be their partners, but there was fear in their eyes, and they thought I was a monster.

They say nice things, but who knows what they're thinking. Their spirits are emitting a sense of deception, just like those people in the orphanage."

Perona sat up with her arms around her legs, lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice:
"I wasn't born a monster. Who knew I'd become like this after eating a strange fruit?"

"Well." Mercer chuckled and said, "Didn't I tell you?
The fruit you eat is called a devil fruit. After eating it, you will have strange abilities.

Will the creatures they eat be called Devil Fruit users?"

Perona raised her head suddenly, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Really?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Mercer said speechlessly, "This kind of information has been circulating on the sea outside."

"Like when I was a kid, I got two and I gave one to my panda."

"After eating it, he becomes very magical. His mouth can open very wide and he can eat anything. After eating me, we can play together."

Perona shuddered, her eyes suddenly brightening, "Panda?"

"Is it the chubby, round, black and white kind? The facial hair is like a black hood, like a bandit?"

"No."

Hearing this, Perona curled her lips, "So it's not true. You liar."

“You are talking about pandas, which are not good-looking. I am talking about pandas, whose fur color is completely opposite to that of pandas.

Dark circles under the eyes, a black nose, black ears, black limbs, and white body parts. This is the most beautiful look." Perona asked suspiciously: "Is it true? Isn't the look you described fictional? Does it exist in real life?"

"believe it or not."

Mercer curled his lips, "Just like before you ate the devil fruit, someone told you there was such a thing, would you believe it?"

"You don't believe it." Perona blinked, then realized, "Do you really have that kind of panda?"

"Have."

"Can you bring it to me?" Perona looked at Messer expectantly.

"I want to see it. I really like bears."

"Are you dreaming? It doesn't matter whether I come here in the future or not. How can I bring Bao Xiong here to show you? Who do you think you are?"

"Xiong Bao?"

"His name is Xiong Bao, and his real name is Winter."

"winter?"

"Well, it's a homonym of winter."

"Woo~" Perona rolled around in the grass excitedly, her face turning red. "Panda? Xiong Bao? He even has a name. I want to see him so much. I really want to see him."

"If you want to see me, come with me." Mercer said with a wicked smile, "Otherwise, you'll have to find me on your own."

"Are you kidding me?" Perona suddenly felt that Messier had been seducing her all along. She looked at Messier suspiciously and asked, "Do you really have a panda?"

Mercer was about to speak, but suddenly he looked up at the sky and saw a black and white bird falling from the sky.

Mercer raised his left arm, and the crow landed precisely on it. With excitement in its eyes, it croaked, "Mei! Guess what I found out?"

"Huh?" Perona's eyes suddenly widened, her mouth dropped open in disbelief as she said, "The crow is talking?!"

Ya Dabao shook his head violently, glanced at Perona, and said to Messer:
"Who is this idiot? Is he stupid or something?"

Perona blinked, a snot dripping down her nose, and pointed at Messer, then at Ya Dabao:
"It scolded me? It actually scolded me? I'm angry."

As he said this, his body fell backwards, but an identical spirit remained in the same place, with an identical palm, one to one with no difference from the physical body.

“The Ghost of Negativity.”

A ghost doll suddenly gushed out and quickly passed through Ya Dabao's body at close range. In an instant, Ya Dabao fell from Messer's arms to the grass.

The bird's legs were kneeling on the ground, its wings were supporting its body, and its beak was opening and closing.

"Ha! The crow's beak stinks. The crow is really not a good bird."

"Ha ha ha ha ~, I've given you a bad mouth. Now reflect on yourself, you stinky crow. Negative ghost. Negative ghost. Negative ghost."

"Mama~ I'm really sorry that I'm alive."

"Wow~ I want to be a piece of wood and stay quietly until I mold and die."

"Gah~ If there is an afterlife, I want to be a pile of bird shit."

Watching the birds being pierced through by ghost dolls one after another, the negative emotions emanating from their entire bodies seemed to overflow, and Messer's mouth twitched:

"Well, that's enough. If you keep going like this, I'm afraid it will wake up and beat you up."

When Perona heard this, her eyebrows raised, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It wants to beat me up later? Do you believe I can make it passive until it dies?"

"I don't believe it." Mercer said calmly, "Using devil fruits consumes physical strength. I don't believe you can use them continuously. It's just a mere negative emotion that won't kill you.

Besides, I won’t let you keep doing this.”

As he spoke, Mercer glanced at her, then calmly entered a state of unity between man and nature, looking at her with a serene expression.

The state of unity between man and nature is also a state of mind, a psychological state that allows Moses to remain calm and completely focused.

At this time, Perona looked at Messer, who was one body length away from her and very close to her, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

“The Ghost of Negativity.”

A ghost doll gushed out from the palm of his hand, turned a corner, and with a biu sound, passed through Messer's chest.

"Ha ha ha ha, you deserve it. Let's see if you still believe it or not."

Perona looked at Messier with anticipation, expecting what kind of embarrassing behavior Messier would make.

A faint negative emotion emerged in his heart, and Messer felt it with some curiosity, but it was only a little bit and did not affect his mental state.

Although the negative ghosts created by the user of the Ghost Fruit can greatly affect people's negative emotions and mental state, this influence is not absolute.

For people who are already extremely negative, it will not be very effective. If not handled properly, it may even adversely affect their own spiritual body due to the connection of the ghost body.

At this moment, looking at the calm and peaceful look on Messer's face, Perona tilted her head with a blank look on her face, then pointed her palm at Messer, "Negative Ghost. Negative Ghost. Negative Ghost."

Three shots in a row.

It pierced Moses' chest.

"So, your fruit ability is not absolute, and it is of little use to me."

Messer looked at her indifferently. Perona sniffed a stream of snot and looked at Messer blankly, mumbling:

"You freak, can't you feel negativity? How is that possible? This is the first time I've seen someone like that."

After saying that, Perona's spirit fell back, entered the body, and then her body suddenly sat up.

Soil under the seat orz.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, don't hit me."

Messer glanced at her with a twitching mouth, and pinched her head with the five fingers of his right hand, "You are really naughty. I feel like beating you up."

"Gah~mei, revenge, beat her up. I'm a ****, gah~ga mute!"

Crow Dabao reacted at this time, thinking of his embarrassing behavior just now, and spit out a lot of fragrance from his beak, flapping his wings and greeting Perona vigorously.

The corner of Mercer's eye twitched, and he looked at Ya Dabao helplessly, "Who did you learn this from? Why are you so vicious?"

As a last resort, Messer slapped Perona on the head, covering her with a hat.

"Ouch! That hurts."

Perona opened her mouth and screamed in pain. Messer looked at her speechlessly. He didn't use any strength, so why was she pretending?

Too lazy to pay attention to her, he turned back to look at Ya Dabao, "What do you mean? What did you find just now? I see you look very excited."

Ya Dabao glared at Perona fiercely, then said excitedly:
"I discovered that a group of gangsters were preparing to trade, and they were talking about trading devil fruits with the Ishu family.

It's in the ruins to the east."

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　　PS: Perona was born in the West Sea and was picked up by Moriah when she was young. It is unknown where she was picked up. Ten years ago in the original timeline, before Moriah went to the Terror Triangle, she appeared in the West Sea digging graves. Therefore, this is a second setting, which is as reasonable as possible.

　　The Ghost Fruit is set in this book. Currently, Perona is only eight years old, with limited physical strength and undeveloped abilities. Most of her abilities are released through her spirit body, after she leaves her body. As she grows older and becomes more proficient in using her abilities, she can release her ghost abilities in her physical body. Further advancements, such as her physical body becoming spirit-like, and gaining abilities like flight and gigantism, signify the fruit's awakening. (The original description of the Ghost Fruit is a bit confusing, so I'll stick with the book's setting here.)
　　In this book, pandas and pandas are different classifications of the same species. Pandas are rare (with dark circles under their eyes, cute), while pandas are ordinary (with robber's mask, ugly).

　　
　
(End of this chapter)