"Tick, tick."

The air seemed damp, and the sound of water coming from somewhere was annoying.

Roque didn't feel uncomfortable about it, but that didn't mean he liked the place.

Bullshit, who would love a dark, damp dungeon with no sunlight all day, maybe only psychopaths would find them home.

Almost all of the pirates who were held here were just sent in, just like Gus just now, they were still cruel, and of course Roque believed that it wouldn't be long before they would become obedient... Dog.

He walks slowly, but it gives the impression that he is walking in unison with every step, which is a state that only occurs when he thinks.

This caused a shadow to appear behind him, which he didn't notice.

"It's the year 1505 of the Lunar Calendar..."

When you come to a new world, especially one that is full of violence and danger, you should first understand the timeline in which this world is located.

Only by understanding the timeline here can he better make countermeasures.

As for those generals and the Four Emperors and the like, he is only twelve years old now, so he doesn't need to think about it for so long.

Roque's mind constantly connects the present time with the time in the comics of his previous life, and you must know that the comics of his previous life almost all mention such things as time, so many places have to be scrutinized by himself.

As far as he knew, the slave emancipation movement, which had a great impact on the world government, had not yet begun, and if you calculated the timeline in his mind, the slave emancipation movement should be two years away.

It's just that Fisher Tiger, the leader of the slave emancipation movement, doesn't know how much impact this movement will have in the future, you must know that there are not only innocent humans here, but also many murderous pirates, and after the abuse of those stupid Draconians, I don't know how perverted these pirates have become.

"I wonder where the other races are being held?"

The dungeon he was in now was only one of the Holy Land of Mary Joy, and he hadn't been to the other dungeons yet.

"But... Hancock must be here now, why don't you find a time to find it? Roque muttered.

For the empress in the comics of her previous life, she was worshiped as a god by many otaku, and that face, that figure, and that cup were enough to kill everything in seconds.

As a veteran manga fan, you have to take a look at everything, and of course, if you can get rid of it, it's also a good choice.

...

"Boy, you're back." A slightly hoarse voice interrupted his thoughts.

When Roque came back to his senses, he realized that he had come to the base where the Holy Land Mary Joy's Navy was stationed, and there were more navies around.

It's just that most of these navy members are sitting or leaning against some objects, and the guns in their hands are just casually placed on the table.

Chatting, playing cards... Although it is not training time, these navies are too indulgent.

The atmosphere here is more laid-back, perhaps because of the location in the Holy Land of Mary Joy.

Few navies would think that anyone who did not know each other would dare to attack the seat of the supreme world government, and if there was such a person, then the navy would definitely think that person was stupid.

Maybe it's because of the existence of these stupid people, coupled with a group of stupid Draconians, that Fisher Tiger was able to succeed in the slave liberation movement two years later.

If there is still some combat effectiveness among this group of people, then it should be the middle-aged man with a serious and resolute face who appeared in front of him.

He was wearing a navy uniform, and an aura arose, which made people feel a trace of pressure.

His name is Aris, and although his expression is more serious, Roque knows that Uncle Aris is actually a very good person, at least during the time he has traveled over, the only person who has really cared about him is Uncle Aris.

In this world, his parents are also in the navy, but both of them were killed in a battle, and Uncle Aris has since taken him to his side.

"Uncle, why are you waiting for me here, and don't sit back in the house, otherwise if you have a stroke at that time, my little arms and legs will not be able to carry you back." Roque laughed.

Aris's back was a bit rickety, and he had countless scars on his body, but the one on his face was a little scary, but he would often brag to Roque about the scars on his face, which was a symbol of honor for him.

"Hey, you stinky boy, are you looking for another fight?" Uncle Aris's hand gently patted Roque's shoulder.

But just this light pat is enough for Roque, there is no way, his current body is only equivalent to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, not to mention that the physique of people here is perverted.

"Ahem... Alright, Uncle Aris, if you continue to shoot like this, I may have to leave one step ahead of you, and I won't be able to send you to the end in the future. ”

"You hard-mouthed stinky boy..."

Aris was a little speechless, "Okay, stop talking, I'm looking for you for something." ”

"Huh?"

"You're not young now, have you figured out your way out in the future? Do you want to be in the Navy in the future? Aris asked, looking at Roque, but those eyes widened as if they could kill him if he said a word.

"I don't want to." Roark replied in a sonorous voice, he had always been an upright young man...

"Well, you're going to train with those recruits from tomorrow." Aris completely ignored him and said calmly.

“？？？” A string of question marks flashed in Roque's head, what's going on, this script is not unfolding correctly.

At this time, Uncle Aris shouldn't have beaten me up first, and then told me bitterly how beautiful it is to be in the navy, and how to bomb the sky? What the hell is it to just call me to train with those recruits in a group tomorrow...

"Uncle, what's that—" Before Roque could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a look from Aris.

"What's the matter, what else do you have to do, why don't you hurry up and go to dinner, aren't you going to eat tonight?" Aris slapped Roque's head in the face.

Forehead... What to say about this uncle's character, it's a bit rude.

Looking at the back of Roque leaving, Aris fell into deep thought, he felt that Roque had changed a lot recently.

"I just hope my decision is not wrong."

However, what he could never have imagined was that his decision laid the foundation for Roque to plague the entire pirate world, of course, even if he didn't let Roque train with those sailors, it would be such a result, just the difference between fast and slow.

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