The battle at the port has also ended. There are **** stumps and broken arms everywhere. The whole port is covered with corpses and blood. Even the dirty black blood flows all the way to the sea. The base of the warship seems to be reflected by the black blood. .

All the members of the Bucky Pirates were killed, and no one was left alive. At this moment, the soldiers of the 153rd branch of the Navy were still active in the port. During the cleaning of the battlefield, the corpses of the pirates were rudely put into sacks and dragged. Move back to the cabin.

Jones Dow stared at these navy soldiers with a faint chill in his heart. The whole 153 branch gave him a completely different look and feel from other navies in the entire East China Sea. He pressed his flat hat and looked suspiciously at the bagged corpses. , I really couldn't figure out what this hobby of collecting corpses was for, but he was just curious but didn't ask.

the other side.

Some navies used ropes to drag huge iron cannons towards the warship, followed by a few navies carrying boxes full of cannonballs. Yaerlin walked at the back dragging a black "mummy" on his hands.

Jones was stunned for a moment, and when he looked carefully, he realized that it was a man wrapped in black threads. He should be still alive. There were signs of struggle and twisting under the black threads. nose is breathing.

"It's the Devil Fruit's power!" Jones said, he watched as he stepped onto the warship, and subconsciously glanced at the black lines that penetrated into the flesh of Yaerlin's fingers, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he said with a smile: " It seems that Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin captured this pirate captain alive, what a remarkable ability!"

"I dress up like a clown, but some of the information in my mouth is still valuable." Yaerlin brushed the dust off his hair and smiled at Jones Road: "So, let him be merciful first. Live a while."

"Quickly clear the battlefield, and prepare to leave and return to the base!" Yaerlin turned his head and instructed the adjutant, that those Bucky shells must be carefully guarded.

"Then, the matter here is over, I will not send you." Jones glanced at the mummy on the ground again, and said goodbye to Yaerlin very wisely, the most important thing is the **** corpse on the boat. The smell is getting stronger and stronger, and he can't stand it anymore.

"I will remember the favor this time!" Yaerlin watched Jones Dow return to the warship of the 127th branch with a smile, and soon a warship across the road departed.

after an hour.

The four warships of the 153 branch also slowly left the island. Yaerlin stood at the stern, squinting at the ruined port and the dilapidated town. Some hiding residents seemed to be coming from every corner. When he got out of his head, the mournful cries could no longer be suppressed.

"This is an era where there are no survivors. Weakness is the original sin!" Yaerlin turned around and walked towards the captain's room. There was a vague consciousness in the depths of his mind that seemed to be hooked up, and he ignored it directly.

It was a tabby cat who had been used as a body shield for him during the explosion, and then buried in stones. The faint fluctuations in consciousness reminded Yarlin that he was not dead yet.

But the fluctuation of consciousness is extremely weak. Yaerlin can only sense that the cat is buried under the ruins of the long street. It is difficult to locate the exact point. He has no intention to waste time digging for one. The dying second-order transformed body, fortunately, just left and let it go.

He unilaterally blocked the fluctuations of consciousness, and Yaerlin completely forgot the cat. He naturally did not expect that the cat would be rescued from the ruins by a pet store manager in the town, and it was a coincidence. Two years later, he was brought on board by a passing pirate ship and acted as a "pet"!

And all of this seems to be destined from heaven, and one day in the future, this tabby cat will bring him unexpected surprises. Of course, that is the story of the future, so I won't go into details here.

The captain's room with the door closed seemed very quiet. Yaerlin washed his hair, wiped the dust off his body with a damp towel, and then took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and opened it. He didn't bother to pour it into the red wine glass, so he just He swallowed a few mouthfuls at the mouth of the bottle, anyway, this kind of low-alcohol red wine is similar to fruit juice to Yaerlin.

After gulping down half of the bottle, Yaerlin looked at the red wine bottle, and a 3D image of the character appeared on his retina:

Mental Strength 10

Nerve conduction rate 10

Bone hardness 20

Muscle activity 20

Blood density flow rate 20

Whole body—splitting and breaking seeds

Draw allotment points

The reserve points have been reduced to a value of 12.7, and the corresponding bone hardness, muscle activity and blood density flow rate have all risen to 20 points.

Yaerlin squinted his eyes. He didn't think Bucky could measure his current strength. In fact, if it wasn't for the accident of the explosion, Yaerlin felt that he didn't need to use the reserved points at all. The average of 10 points was enough to hang him. Hit Bucky.

"However, I accidentally discovered another use of points. Proper reserve may save one's life at some critical moment!" Yaerlin thought about it for a while, and then turned off the attributes. panel.

The mummy, who was constantly writhing and struggling under his feet, reminded Yarlin to take back his thoughts. He sat on the chair expressionlessly, and looked at the mummy with a faint gaze, as if his eyes were going straight through the black line to meet Bucky.

The value of red and black appeared in his eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ The former is the value of the unit absorbed, the latter is the progress of swallowing, and the value of red and black is constantly changing, not a fixed number. Yaerlin watched intently as the last two numbers turned into question marks.

It seems to be saying that even the mother's nest can't accurately judge the value of a devil fruit. After all, devil fruit is really a strange thing, and there is no identical devil fruit in the world, which means that between devil fruits. Comparability is difficult.

This was not unexpected by Yallin. After all, the situation with Tuntun Yalita's slippery fruit was similar, and the mother nest itself was still in the stage of groping for cognition of devil fruit.

"Then, what should I do with you?"

In Yaerlin's mind, related textual explanations of devouring, absorbing, and transforming appeared involuntarily:

Devour: Devour all flesh and blood into nutrients for your own growth.

Absorption: It can absorb the flesh and blood essence or specific life magnetic field of the same kind of life body, strengthen its own physical quality, and can analyze the muscle memory of the same kind of life body, and load part of the biological information on itself.

Transformation: Transform the dead flesh and blood into one's own servants, and strengthen the basic qualities of the servants themselves. Servants have simple thinking abilities.

Whispering, vague and strange words drifted into Bucky's ears. He had no idea what Yaerlin was talking to himself, but it still didn't prevent him from feeling the deepest malice approaching. The black mummy was covered in black mummy. Stiffened, he suddenly lay on the ground quietly, motionless as if he was trying to use this method to make Yaerlin forget his existence.