On the choppy shore, two faint green rays reflected the coffin with the black sails of a cross, revealing a mysterious and cold atmosphere.

In the seat in the center of the coffin-shaped ship, Mihawk, the eagle-eyed man with the black knife night, rested his left fist against his cheek, and was staring into the depths of the island with his sharp, cold golden pupils.

"Have you finally sent a swordsmanship?"

Sensing the sharp aura coming from the depths of the island, Mihawk slowly stood up and walked towards his long-awaited opponent.

"It's a pity that the sword intent has been corrupted, and it's better than nothing."

In the past six months, he has killed many assassins who tried to take his life by bad means, and how many fleets that followed him with relentless pursuit, but he has not met a single interested opponent.

"Kill you, let's go and see how much Shanks has improved lately."

Searching for a sharp breath, Mihawk gradually came to a desolate and wide area.

"Let's get started."

Looking at the tall figure with his back to him not far away, Mihawk opened his mouth in an indifferent tone. Not surprisingly, this should be the venue that the opponent has specially chosen for the duel.

"Still ...... like when I was a kid"

Well? Listening to the opponent's inexplicably familiar tone and wrong words, Mihawk suddenly looked carefully at the guy in front of him.

"Millet Hawk."

The tall figure slowly turned around and looked at Mihawk with a kind smile.

"Father ......"

Mihawk's pupils shrank when he saw the other side's face, and he said the name he used to call out in a complicated tone.

"You're still alive."

"Isn't it surprising? Yes, you transformed the empty coffin where I was buried into a ship to sail, presumably thinking that I was not dead at all. ”

Not surprised to find Mihawk, the priest understood that he had never believed he was dead.

"Yes, a man like you deserves to die in a duel that is not a joke."

It was because he did not believe that the priest would die because of this, so Mihawk opened the coffin to test his hypothesis.

"A man like me?"

The smile on the priest's face froze slightly, as if he remembered some unforgettable experience.

"I'm just a man like that."

"Indeed."

Mihawk slowly pulled out the night behind him, and his tone was quite regretful in agreement.

"I thought you weren't dead, but now I'm sure you're dead."

The will of the swordsman is already rotten, so don't live for a long time, because this is a shame that cannot be washed away!

"Let me give you a funeral."

Mihawk pointed the black knife at the priest, ready to let this great swordsman who had been famous in the past truly rest in peace.

"This is one of the twelve supreme fast knives, the strongest black knife in the world, night?"

The priest ignored Mihawk's invitation to fight, and instead asked about the black knife in his hand.

"It is said that at the beginning of its birth, this supreme fast sword was a black knife that countless swordsmen could hardly refine throughout their lives. Anyone who holds it for a long time will go around challenging it until they are defeated and killed. ”

First, he uttered the message of the night of the Great Black Knife, and then the priest stared at Mihawk with a longing gaze.

"Can you tell me, why?"

Hearing the priest's longing request, Mihawk thought for a moment before saying.

"If you want to use this knife, you must feed it with the Black Knife Achievement Method, otherwise you won't be able to exert its power."

"I see."

Hearing that it was the need of the Black Knife Night, the priest suddenly understood.

"This is the reason why you wander the great voyage and challenge one swordsman after another non-stop."

"Nope."

Mihawk directly rejects the priest's claims.

"Yes Ye will only choose people who do this, not it will force the holder to challenge and fight."

"Father, I'm disappointed."

"You weren't supposed to live like this."

……

Small garden, in the middle of the island.

Looking down condescendingly at the pirate laborers working on the construction site, Carlando couldn't help but sigh once again at the wisdom of his discernment.

"Bordos's ability is so useful!"

As long as he is empowered by Bordos, he will become a workaholic who only sees labor in his eyes, and he is also the kind of self-demanding one who is extremely strict.

"Looking at it like this, it won't be long before the experimental base can be fully built."

In just five or six days, the general framework of the experimental base has begun to take shape, and this efficiency is really good!

"Oh, two more psionic points."

Receiving a reminder from the system, Carlando understands that another overwhelmed guy is dying in a state of euphoria.

"With this ability, what kind of pirate are you still a pirate? Is it bad to go home and raise pigs? ”

Although he is a bit of a black-hearted capitalist, Carlando feels that he does not need to give life to these murderous pirates who have robbed their homes.

"It's too cruel to do this, let's relax the workload when we have enough psionic energy."

Remembering his promise to Dr. Princeton, Carlando was kind enough to give them a chance.

"Speaking of which, the psionic energy required for this upgrade is becoming more and more exaggerated."

In the past, the increase per level was 10 psionic points, but now it should be 100 points if nothing else. Truth be told, this increase is almost an indication that Carlando is going to do some horrific massacre or overly dangerous hunting.

You must know that ordinary humans are only a little, ordinary pirates who have been tempered by the novice village are only two to five points, and Chen Yuanbei's sword-level powerhouse is only twelve points.

"If only I could find a place where the big battle is going on."

In this world, if you want to get to another place quickly, you basically only have extremely rare Devil Fruit abilities and exaggerated moves developed by wise brains.

Although Callando has developed a high-speed movement move that incarnates the Wind Blade Flight, he can't perform it for a long time because of the amount of physical strength consumed in the process.

"After a big battle on both sides, you can harvest at least about four figures of spiritual energy."

It's a pity that although there is a battlefield of this level, Carlando simply doesn't have time to get to the exact location, unless...... He was willing to plan a war himself.

But deliberately provoking a war in order to harvest psionic energy is basically the same as finding a human inhabited island to slaughter, and Callando can't accept himself as such.

"When some of these pirates die of hard work, the psionic energy will almost be enough."

Now there are more than a thousand psionic powers, plus these pirates who are destined to shine for themselves, it is enough to raise the level to fifteen.

"One more level of data analysis should be enough."

Proficient-level data analysis can only probe humans under ten points of will, which is a little embarrassing, you must know that slightly stronger people are basically beyond this range.

"With the expansion of the Ministry of Resources of the Four Seas, a steady stream of talents are sent from below, and I can also use data analysis to select talented people for training."

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