One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 40 Five Months Later
The time of hard training flew by, and before I knew it, five months had passed.

The village of Kekoyasi has endured several cold waves and heavy snowfalls, but has finally survived the harsh winter and entered the season of spring flowers.

The wind was mixed with warmth, grass buds broke through the frozen soil, and the expansion work of the orange orchard was gradually completed.

New seedlings are being planted in batches, and there are a lot of things to do, such as loosening the soil, watering, fertilizing, and pruning branches. Manba and others are busy every day and enjoy it.

Over the past few months, they began to gradually integrate into the local atmosphere, and the villagers gradually accepted this group of outsiders.

Compared to the days of fighting for survival in the Korpo Mountains, life now is like heaven.

if……

——It would be better if that little naughty boy wasn’t so mischievous.

"Hey!"

A small orange-haired figure suddenly appeared from behind the coconut tree, startling the fat cow who was carrying a bundle of orange saplings from the ground and almost spraining his waist.

"You're doing this again, Nami! Scaring people everywhere!" Fat Bull said angrily, his hands on his hips. "If you do this again, I'll complain to Lord Shanuo and see how he handles you!"

What a nasty ten-year-old kid!
"A little bit~"

Nami made a face and turned to run, "My brother doesn't have time for that. Why don't you come and catch me yourself! You stupid bull!"

When passing by the village entrance, the postman who was delivering letters saw her and his eyes lit up. He hurriedly stopped his bicycle and waved to her.

"Wait! Nami, your package has arrived, but it's very heavy. You probably can't carry it back by yourself. How about I help you carry it over."

"pack?"

Nami was surprised and immediately squatted down and opened the box. There was a thick stack of books inside.

The postman lowered his head and looked over.

Things like "Illustrated Guide to the Four Seas," "A Study on the Manufacturing Process of Record Pointers," "Advanced Drawing of Complex Isobaths," and "A Tribute to Vegetarian Punk: Applications of Seastone and Navigation in the Calm Belt"...

They were all big books, and just the titles made him dizzy.

"Are these books for you?" the postman was surprised. "Or are they for the adults at home?"

"They're mine. To be more precise, my brother bought them all for me!"

Nami giggled and patted the pile of books with satisfaction. "The village bookstore has too few books, and I've read them all a long time ago. My brother often buys new books for me from other nearby towns. This batch is of high quality, enough for me to study for a while!"

"That's amazing, Nami."

The postman gave me a thumbs up and praised me, "You are so young and yet you can read this kind of book. My daughter just plays around all day. I wish she could be as sensible as you!"

sensible?

"Yes, yes..." Nami kicked the stone with a guilty look on her face. "Oh, by the way, the book is quite heavy. Uncle, please help me take it home."

"Okay, that's my duty."

The postman smiled and nodded.

He had been to Kekoyaxi Village many times and was quite familiar with the terrain.

Pushing the bicycle in front, turning left and right, soon a warm wooden house appeared in front of us.

"We're home! Belle-mère and Nokigo are not here. They must have gone to the orange orchard."

Nami pointed to the coffee table in the living room and said, "Uncle, please just put the book here."

"it is good!"

The postman put down the book and suddenly noticed a pile of hand-drawn nautical charts scattered on the sofa next to him.

I picked it up to check, and the first picture was of the island surrounding the Kokoa West Village. It was exquisite and detailed, and the quality was much better than what you can buy on the market.

"Nami, did you draw these?"

The postman was truly amazed. "That's amazing! You're so talented! Maybe you'll become a great surveyor in the future!"

"Of course, uncle!" Nami proudly brushed her hair behind her ear, her movements graceful and carefree. Unfortunately, she hadn't washed her hair in the past few days, and her hand got stuck in it, and it took a long time to pull it out...

"Ahem... Anyway, my dream goes beyond this. My goal is to use my navigational skills to travel across this ocean and create a map of the world that I've seen with my own eyes!"

"A world map?" The postman laughed. "That's an incredible dream. But Nami, the world outside is very dangerous. There are many powerful pirates. You can't deal with them!"

"I can't beat him, but following my brother is enough."

Nami snorted, "He's the most famous swordsman in the East China Sea! He could split all the ships of this and that pirate group in half with just one strike of his sword!"

The young man named Shanuo?
The postman was slightly startled.

He remembered that about half a year ago, this name was indeed famous, but no other news came out after that, and it gradually faded out of people's sight.

The postman couldn't help but feel curious: "Where is your brother? Come to think of it, I've been to Kekoyasi Village so many times, but it seems I've never seen him in the village before."

"He's a cultivation maniac, that's what everyone calls him anyway. It's strange to see him during the day, but at this time..."

Nami stuck her head out of the window and pointed to the highest mountain in the hills to the north. "Hey, do you hear any sounds from the mountain?"

The postman listened attentively.

Only then did I realize that there was a loud rumbling sound like thunder coming faintly from the mountain. Looking carefully, I could see smoke and dust rising from the top of the mountain.

He was a little confused for a moment, "You mean..."

"It's my brother. He's in that mountain."

Nami grinned and said, "Those were the noises he made. Luckily the village is further south and can't hear them that well, otherwise we would have been complained about for disturbing the public."

Your brother?

The postman was stunned. Is this the kind of noise a human can make?
……

boom!
A huge rock that was about five or six meters high was suddenly smashed into pieces by a punch.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the tall and majestic figure of a black-haired young man was revealed.

Xia Nuo stepped on the still rolling gravel, and the crushed quartz particles under his feet burst into blue fire, and quickly passed the original location of the huge rock.

He raised his head and looked at the devastated mountain in front of him.

It doesn't even look like a mountain.

Everywhere you look, the entire mountain looks like it has been hit by a meteor shower, with potholes everywhere and countless rock cross sections exposed.

A tunnel runs through the mountain and slants across the peak, large enough to accommodate several people passing through at the same time. If it weren't for the many fist bone marks left on the cross-section, it would look like it was drilled through by a giant drill.

"The hardness is still too low."

Xia Nuo looked at the rock walls on both sides of the tunnel with an expressionless face. "The metal content is already the highest among all the mountains on the island, and the rocks deep inside are also the hardest, but for me now..."

He shook his head slightly, it was gradually not enough.

He withdrew his gaze, took a few steps forward, and stepped out of the shadow of the mountain.

The afternoon sun falls on my shoulders.

His height has now reached 1.87 meters. His muscles are twisted and tangled like thick tree roots, and are extremely dense. They have a cold iron-like luster. His shoulders are terrifyingly broad. In the eyes of ordinary people, he looks like a towering mountain.

Every time I took a step, the rocks under my feet trembled slightly. When I passed by a big tree, I happened to step on a few mushrooms.

Shanuo didn't notice it, but when he raised his foot again, the mushrooms had already merged with the ground and reduced to two dimensions.

The reason is simple.

His current weight is only 250 kilograms, but the black suit he is wearing makes his weight reach 1.6 tons.

Considering the sudden increase in pressure caused by the smaller area of ​​the soles of his feet, the feeling of oppression he felt when stepping on the ground was even greater than that of an adult elephant.

(End of this chapter)