On both sides of the port in front of the Seven Cities of Water, the outer islands that are isolated by the city are dumps for ship waste.

In the past, when it was still prosperous, ships came and went here to repair or buy new ships, and the wreckage of abandoned old ships was dismantled and reused parts. Scrap wood and iron from major shipyards are also pulled to the scrap yard, where the tide rises and falls and drags the human garbage into the deep sea, and the annual flood "Water Gods" cleans the garbage outside the island.

And on this mountain of broken copper and iron, there is a shipbuilding workshop that has turned this pile of garbage into magic.

Wren walked on the garbage mountain, which was surprisingly "clean" and did not make him feel like he had nowhere to stay, and the so-called garbage was all the wreckage and parts of the ship. The city itself has a very good sewage system, and there is a strict separation of garbage and sewage, so there is no bad situation where all kinds of filth such as rotten vegetable leaves and leftovers are mixed together in a certain country.

Walking through this "clean" garbage dump, Wren quickly found his goal for this trip. In fact, the target was indeed obvious, and not far away there was an incredible melody played by the sound of tinkling and dingding, and Wren could understand it only by hearing the sound. Just as he had attained a certain purity in the case of a mere battle, so did the work of a few shipwrights not far away.

They don't build ships for the sake of completing a certain task, they don't build for money, profits, and other frivolous things, but every hammer and every move in the shipbuilding process pours out the heartfelt love and enthusiasm of the shipwright.

Wren was a little surprised, and when he approached his destination, he found that the melody was played by two young teenagers.

A blue-haired boy wearing only a pair of swimming trunks and a young man wrapped in a white turban are skillfully crafting parts that are too delicate for Wren's boat blindness.

In this world, young people represent youth and vitality, all vitality, but correspondingly, in the experience of engaging in certain things, it is unconvincing, for example, do you dare to take the boat built by these two hairy boys?

Let's not talk about the young man who looks like he is in his twenties with a white turban, and the little kid who only wears a pair of swimming trunks, he is no more than sixteen years old, right?

Mr. Wren, who is also a few years older than the other party, is skeptical.

The two on the opposite side also spotted this uninvited guest, and the two looked at each other, this garbage dump basically does not have anyone other than them to come here, just like normal people do not walk in the garbage heap where they have nothing to do.

"Hey! Who are you, get out of here if it's okay! ”

Like a child who has been hacked into a secret base, the blue-haired boy in the swim trunks deliberately pretends to be, or is born to be, that slightly ruffian. He threw away the work at hand, and looked like he was about to hit someone when he rushed up.

Boom!

"It hurts! What are you doing! Stupid Bagu! ”

The young man with the white turban smiled harmlessly, and he couldn't see that he had mercilessly slammed his junior brother's unintelligent head with a wrench just now.

"Really, don't be so rude, stupid, is this how Granny Ke Luo taught you to greet others?"

"Tsk."

The blue-haired swim trunk boy with an unconvinced face did not tear up his senior brother in front of strangers in the end, and turned around indignantly to pick up the work that he should have prioritized.

"So ......"

After sending away his stupid junior brother, the young man with the white turban restrained his smile, looked directly into Wren's eyes, and said politely.

"How can I help you?"

Generally speaking, it would be uncomfortable to shout at you as soon as you meet, and a person with a big temper is already a brawl. But for a weirdo like Wren, he didn't take it to heart. It's better to say that the young man with a white turban in front of him is simply and rudely straightforward, just enough to deal with a straightforward single cell like Wren.

Wren raised his hand and pointed to the small boat docked not far from the shore of this garbage dump, the young man with excellent eyesight could see at a glance that the ship was already in tatters, he looked at the young man in front of him apologetically, if it was the past, whether it was repairing ships or building ships, their Tom Studio was really not refusing to come to the business because they were driven out of town, there were few people willing to come to this garbage dump to bring them business, and life was becoming more and more embarrassing.

But not now, no matter how embarrassing their lives are, they don't have time to do anything else!

Since the execution of One Piece Roger three years ago, people related to Roger began to be hunted down and executed by the world government, and his Asbagu and his brother Frankie's master, Mr. Tom, was also implicated in building a ship for Roger, and he was supposed to be sentenced to death, because he put forward a proposal that amazed the world, and obtained a ten-year reprieve.

So now they are not only building the sea train, but also saving the life of their mentor, Mr. Tom! How can there be time to waste on these people!

"I'm sorry, we're ...... now"

Wren couldn't get Asbagu to say a word of abscurity, he suddenly turned around, and looked in the direction of the sea with some confusion, the island had a fixed railway track that had been laid for a long time, extending to the sea, Wren's perception could understand that something was coming from the end of the railroad track, the speed was very fast, it was by no means the height that a ship or a sea beast could reach, and it was precisely because there was no such thing in the known worldview, so he was puzzled.

And following Wren's line of sight, Esbagu had already begun to hear the whining whistle from far and near, he broke the mature and serious expression that forced himself, his face showed sincere joy, and he didn't even care about Wren as a guest, so he rushed to greet his junior brother.

"Hey! Stupid odd! Mr. Tom is back! Prepare! ”

"Oh!!"

Like a depth charge, the sea exploded in the distance! The waves flew hundreds of meters into the air, revealing the shape of the iron train that rushed out of the railroad tracks at high speed!

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

The giant man standing in the cockpit laughed for some reason, and the rails that the train rushed over were all broken inch by inch! Seeing what was following the train, Frankie and Esbagu were dumbfounded!

That's a giant sea centipede hundreds of meters long! Even if it's not a sea king, as a sea beast, it's a monster that is huge enough to a certain realm!

If you want to build a train that can pass through the sea, the biggest obstacle is the weather of the great route, followed by the endless sea beasts! Now this is one of the sea beasts enraged by the sound of the rails rubbing against the wheels!

"Soup, Mr. Tom?! Hurry up, Mr. Tom, you're going to be overtaken...... No! Wrong! Stop, Mr. Tom, there is no buffer at such a fast speed, you and the ship will be shattered! ”

The panicked Esbagu was already out of proportion, although it may be shattered to the bones of ordinary people, but for the fish-people, who were born with more than ten times the strength of humans, the impact without the slightest cushion would also be very traumatic.

"Ahahahaha, hahahaha, no, the brakes are out of order! Hahahaha, what a masterpiece, hahahaha, Esbagu, Frankie, get out of the way! ”

Without the slightest hint of this level of crisis, Tom's signature heroic laughter never stopped.

"Damn! Wait for me, Mr. Tom! ”

After saying this, Frankie immediately ran towards the shore, and he could not help the onslaught of the sea train, but at least he had to knock down the sea beast that was chasing Mr. Tom! His Frankie Fight (9) is docked on the coast, and its firepower may not be enough to take down such an exaggerated sea beast, but at least it can attract the attention of the other party!

"Come on, it's too late!"

Although Frankie's reaction was already fast, the sea train without brakes was obviously much faster than him, and in the blink of an eye, it had already crossed a length of hundreds of meters, and it was about to crash into the shipyard!

"Huh?! Feed! Young man, what are you doing, get out of the way! ”

There was no time or room for nonsense, and it was the young man standing in front of the tracks who stopped Mr. Tom's laughter abruptly. Although Mr. Tom does not take this level of crisis seriously, it is to rely on the strong physique of the fish-people, but the fragile flesh of human beings is different, and his own situation is the same thing, Mr. Tom does not want innocent people to be involved and injured or even killed.

Mr. Wren had apparently discovered something interesting, and therefore paid no attention to anything beyond that.

He didn't make any cushioning gestures, but before the sea train hit him, he brutally stretched out his left hand and stopped there.

After the loud bang, it was naturally impossible for Wren to be knocked away, only to see that the steel used to build the front end of the sea train began to twist and deform like a crumpled piece of paper, and the huge impact was forced by Wren with one hand, he stopped the momentum, pinched the steel with his bare hands, lifted the head of the 100-ton train, and threw garbage into the scrap pile on the side.

The momentum of the advance is a bit difficult even for Wren to resist with brute force, but fortunately, the best thing for Bachongquan to deal with is the impact, and using that ingenuity to remove that impact is simply a gesture for Wren.

As for the sea centipede that was in hot pursuit, Wren just glanced at it, and the invisible power was released with Wren as the center!

“！！！”

The sea centipede, which was originally in hot pursuit, was like being struck by lightning, and its huge body stopped abruptly, not daring to move at all! There was a humane expression of fear on its nose and eyes, an instinct that had been etched into its soul since ancient times!

Wren glanced up at the behemoth that was blocking the sun's rays, and said with disgust.

"Get out."