As always, the morning in Netheru was filled with bits and pieces of snow, and an argument unfolded as usual.

"It's you again!"

"Damn thief, get out of this island!"

"Whose money is it that you bought today?! I obviously let you go yesterday, and I still have the courage to come to the village! ”

"Hey, hey, you must still have money on you, right? Give us a little! ”

The people who shot were the children of the village, and the people who were surrounded and beaten were also children, but they would never be helped by anyone on the island.

The unknown little girl came to this winter island half a month ago, and secretly hid in the purchase ship that went out, and no one found her.

The people of this small island are very united, so united that several small groups with pirate flags want to come to this small island with little oil and water to take advantage, but they are all slaughtered by the villagers on the island. The ship that went out to buy was also one of those ownerless loot pirate ships. Although there are more pirates in this era than cow hair, most of them are a group of ordinary people who are indiscriminately full of thieves and have no thief power. Therefore, it is reasonable to be defeated by the villagers, all that matters is whether the villagers have the guts.

Extremely united, naturally, the people of this island are very xenophobic, even the helpless little girl Shirley, they categorically have no possibility of accepting it.

At the beginning, the little girl asked for food and shelter from every family, and she was willing to accept it, no matter how hard the work. But none of the villagers, who were xenophobic to the point of distortion, were willing to accept this poor little fellow.

However, their rejection of outsiders was not without reason, and after the little girl was hungry for three days, all the families began to lose their belongings, and the united villagers began to investigate the root cause at the first time, and finally two weeks later, not far from the sea, they found a piece of [home] piled up with miscellaneous rags.

A small wave of angry villagers, who were extremely xenophobic in the village, burned up the tattered pile, beat the little girl severely, stripped her of the stolen cotton clothes, leaving only a single one, and tied her to a tree with ropes to die.

The people in this village can't all be hard-hearted demons, in fact, most of the villagers who did not hunt down the little girl, even if they refused the little girl's request, they turned a blind eye to the little girl's stealing some daily necessities.

After that, I don't know how to break free from the rope, and the little girl secretly hid in the village like a street rat to survive. Although the chief of the village did not accept the mouse, he did not say that he was allowed to deliberately make things difficult for her, but only asked her to leave the island early.

In the shop that was willing to sell food to the little girl, the owner was an elderly woman, although she was a mean old man, and after all kinds of difficulties, she finally sold things to the little girl.

But on the way back, I unfortunately met the children in the village and was taught a hard lesson. In terms of strength, although Shirley is not as good as these boys, but if she is ruthless, she still has the ability to defeat these guys who have never been hungry. But once they attack these children, the adults who have been sitting idly by and ignoring her before will have an excuse to drive her away, or even kill her.

Today, it's even more, I didn't expect this group of guys to wait for themselves to be caught.

The little girl lay on the ground, gritted her teeth, protected the things in her arms, and let these children who were not at all innocent beat and bully.

When the children were tired and tired, they went home one by one to eat.

When the bad boys were far away, Shirley smiled, looking at the undamaged treasure in her arms like a treasure. It's just that she was beaten by a group of ignorant boys, and she can't cause any injuries other than pain, and Shirley doesn't take it to heart at all.

She began to trot towards the unapproached seashore at the back of the village, and stopped under the moored sailboat that was close to the land.

Underneath the boat was a good place to block the wind, and she untied the big baggage that had lost its effect after shopping yesterday and wrapped it around herself, giving her a little more insignificant warmth. Then he carefully opened the books in his arms, and smiled at them without being hurt in the slightest.

Wren Walker appeared silently beside the boat, calmly looking at Shirley close under the boat, the little girl gave up food to fill her stomach, gave up warm clothes to keep warm, and carefully flipped through the books in her hands.

"Are you, idiot?"

There was no mockery in his voice when he said this, and it was precisely because the person who said it did take the little girl for an idiot that he was able to say what was rightful for him.

It was an idiotic move, worse than a monkey, hungry and frozen, and yet she bought tattered paper with the money that was enough for her to survive. Wren had seen people who were not afraid of death, he had seen people who were afraid of death, he had seen people who were willing to die for his friends, and among all kinds of people, he might have to see someone who died because of an idiot for the first time.

The abrupt voice didn't make the little girl do anything, she ignored the mocking words, and even directly ignored Wren's presence. Because he realized that he couldn't resist Wren, he simply gave up resisting, just to take a few more glances at the knowledge recorded in the book.

Wren could not comprehend and was not interested in understanding the little ghost's actions in order to enrich his spirit, and this sea, no, knowledge is a very important thing for the whole world. The world is a product of knowledge.

However, for this world, there is something beyond knowledge, called force.

The force that can destroy the world exists in a man second only to One Piece Roger, and knowledge is not worth mentioning in the face of that kind of world-destroying power, even if it establishes a huge civilization crystallization that reaches the sky, it is meaningless in the face of absolute force.

Even if someone uses their lives as the backbone to rebuke the crude and inferior force again and again, at least, in this world, in this sea, it is meaningless. It is precisely because of such and such unreasonable forces that exist in this world that the era can be called the era of the sea pirates, and the crystallization of civilizations has been destroyed like paper paste in front of swords and cannons. Those pig brains who only know how to fight and kill are standing at the top of this world?

Yes, it is precisely because of this that no matter how ugly the world government is in times of peace, oppressing the good, it is still reasonable, at least people can talk, even if it doesn't even have the effect of a fart! People are at least alive! At least there is a false peace that keeps them alive! The children and grandchildren of the people will still have the opportunity to read and write, and live in a paradise where there is no threat to life and property from pirates, and it is like an ideal country compared to the present!

Yes, it is because of this that the wall of naval justice has stood for thousands of years without falling! Dedicating their lives to those who have established civilization and peace has the word justice that has never existed at the moment!

Monsters like Wren are a minority after all, and ordinary people firmly believe that one day the world without guns and swords will come, and those monsters that call for wind and rain will disappear.

However, at the moment, a monster like Wren Walker, who is unreasonable, unreasonable, unkind, righteous, wise, and trustworthy, controls the fate of the world! This eighteen-year-old man, an idiot who can only write his own name and read normally, has the absolute force to destroy a country.

And how many of the pirates who gallop on this sea and endanger all directions can write their names?

Therefore, Wren Walker, who is standing at the top of the force, has the ability to despise the actions of this little girl now, and he can't even do it alive, but he uses the resources to live to buy this worthless piece of paper, isn't he an idiot?

The expected attack didn't come, and Shirley wasn't interested in whether the guy on the ship was kind or not, as you can see from the guy's actions yesterday that he threw to Bailey yesterday, if it was really that kind of heinous guy, Shirley would never have come here.

Coupled with her own careful thoughts, this island is not suitable for her to live in, and it is impossible to even work to earn some money, plus this life-threatening low temperature. She is confident that she is much smarter than those pirates who can't read a single word, even on the pirate ship, she can rely on flattery and miscellaneous to make a living, and if she encounters danger, she still has hole cards to escape, just like she was tied up in the icy woods that day.

Shirley's hands and feet had been frozen to bruise, and even frostbite, and the little girl was turning through the pages of the texts that recorded knowledge in such a cold and freezing weather. Above her head, Wren Walker sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, unfaltered by the wind and snow, enough food and water for thirty people to eat at once, enough to sustain the dead, and his belly bulged slightly.

He sat there motionless for three days and three nights, digesting all the food, and the injuries in his body were repaired to the limit as much as he could, although for humans, his current body was enough for ordinary people to die hundreds of times, but for Wren himself, it was already the best situation.

When he opened his eyes, he sincerely felt that he still had room to become stronger, yes, no matter who endured pain all the time, there was great motivation to support him to become stronger. But thanks to the medicines, his pain was reduced a little. It seems that if you have the chance, you should visit the island with advanced medical skills, although it is not possible to cure your own pain, but it should be possible to alleviate it.

Wren, who had no intention of staying on this fishy boat at all, and was about to change to a new boat, jumped off the bow of the boat, glanced at the small snowdrift beside him intently, and after hesitating, he walked over and stretched out his hand to pick up a little sister-in-law from the small snowdrift who rolled his eyes and only had one breath left, and the state of the two was similar to that of a few days ago.

Wren, who was as ruthless as a demon, shook the poor little girl, and after shaking the half-dead sister-in-law Liang awake, he said in a calm tone.

"Lead the way."