Three days passed in a flash, and Mills's three-day slumber body was fully recovered.

After opening his eyes, Mills did not get out of bed immediately, a thought that had been haunting him since the defeat.

His current problem, although the attack power of his voice ability is very amazing, but the disadvantages are also obvious. In front of the powerful destruction move, it means that the consumption is also unusually large, just like fighting against Magellan, although the difference in strength is obvious, but one blow will consume half of the energy, which really makes him a little worried.

So the biggest problem is that the body's energy storage is not enough, he must try his best to improve the energy storage, to put it bluntly, the body is not strong enough.

Mills's voice ability is different from the power of the Devil Fruit that was unique to this world, although it consumes physical strength and energy as long as it fights, the Devil Fruit consumption is relatively small.

But the food demon has infinite possibilities for growth, which is why he readily accepts it as if he had nothing to do when he hears that it will consume ten years of life. Because the evolution of food cells represents the evolution of the life level, although it is a little bit of slow evolution, but it will slowly evolve to an incredible level, and life expectancy is by no means a problem.

In the original work of the food captive, several strong people are very rebellious, both in terms of longevity and strength.

"It seems that with the limited energy at present, it is necessary to improve the control of sound waves." After muttering a little, Mills got up and walked outside, unable to think of a way to quickly increase energy storage, he decided to improve himself by reducing energy consumption.

Sonic control, although the food demon has directly passed on a lot of sound control and application methods to him, but after all, the time is too short, and he used to just apply it simply, just like giving a sharp weapon, as long as it can be wielded, it can hurt people, and now he thinks about how to use this weapon better, less effort, and more efficiently.

In the hall of the new shemale paradise, deafening rock music and colorful lights filled the entire venue, the atmosphere was intense, and everyone's bodies writhed wildly, turning the sky upside down.

Mills was also attracted by the music and the sound of the cacophony, and only then got out of bed.

"Can you bring me a drink?" Mills sat down at the bar and said casually.

"Howler!"

A glass of completely transparent liquid was placed in front of Mills, smelling the wine, his throat swallowed unconsciously and then drank it all, and after the hot sensation, an incomparable mellow welled up.

"Cool!" Mills exclaimed, feeling greatly satisfied, and then sat down at the bar to enjoy his rare leisure.

Suddenly, the gate was opened, and a demon appeared in a panic, and immediately shouted: "Lord Ivan, something is wrong, Fire Fist Ace is about to be sent to the Advance City, and I heard that there are more than ten warships surrounding the Advance City outside the Push City now, and there are also vice admirals from the Navy Headquarters pressing the formation." ”

For a while, everyone in the entire Shemale Paradise was silent, only the lights were still flickering.

Shemale Paradise is built by people with burrowing ability, and there are various super secret secret passages on each floor, so shemales often go to the prison to steal food or eavesdrop on news, etc., so the news of Shemale Paradise is not closed.

Mills looked down at the wine in his hand, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "It's finally here." ”

Since discovering Mr. 3, he has had a super sense of urgency, and he will fight and challenge like crazy, in order to improve his strength as much as possible, and in order to survive in a more brutal battle, that is, the top war that shocked the world.

Ivankov was stunned, and immediately thought that the Navy was going to make a big move, and suddenly his face changed, and an unbelievable thought appeared in his heart, "Is the Navy going to war with Whitebeard?" ”

"Probably not." Then he shook his head and let go of the thoughts in his heart, the king of the sea is not provoked by anyone, and the navy must be prepared to sacrifice if it wants to go to war, and it is a great sacrifice.

"Everyone has given me to keep an eye on any news about Ace and the recent movements of the Navy, and I want to know all the information as soon as possible." Ivankov thought for a while and said in a deep voice, he still couldn't let go of the worries in his heart, and decided to observe and consider it first.

"Got it, Lord Ivan."

Mills drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, got up and prepared to work out in the ice and snow, time was getting shorter and shorter, and he needed stronger strength.

"Mills boy, do you have any ideas?" Ivankov's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked Mills.

"I don't have any special thoughts, I'm just looking forward to the arrival of Fire Fist Ace." Mills replied lightly, and was about to step out of the door, turning his head and reminding, "Ivankov, get ready." ”

Then he walked straight down the exit to the Extremely Cold Hell.

Ivankov had a suspicious look on his face, he wasn't sure what that meant, but he was sure that Mills must know something, and he wanted to ask immediately, but Mills had already disappeared.

It's cold!

This was Mills' first reaction, and then he felt a chill, the first time he really felt the temperature of extreme cold hell.

Toxicity is the biggest threat when he is poisoned, and the body automatically blocks the feedback of the cold, and the cold inhibits the toxin very effectively at that time, and he will not care.

Whew!

The mouth exhaled white air, and the body began to tremble under the stimulation of the cold, and the physical energy began to intensify the consumption.

Mills then starts with the simplest workouts, acclimatization is the first step, jumping, running, punching, rolling, and so on.

An hour later, when he felt half of his body's energy remain, he stopped. Mills had a happy smile on his face as his gastronomic cells began to grow again in the extreme cold. This is the third time that cells have grown after the heat and poison.

"Sonic shooting!"

An extremely detailed sound wave, coming from Mills's mouth, struck him like a bullet directly into a pine tree near him.

Burst!

The sound wave of bullets did not hit the cedars, but grazed the snow on it, and then sank into the snow to form a hole the size of a finger.

Looking at his results, Mills shook his head, and then stood there practicing the trick repeatedly.

Sonic gunfire, which requires very little energy, is also one of the most basic moves, but its power is good, but Mills has never used it, one reason is that he can't master it, he can't accurately control that very little energy, and he can achieve precise strikes while maintaining power.

Another reason was that he was attracted to other powerful and explosive moves, but now he figured out that the most basic moves would help others to improve their mastery of other moves.

Repeat, simply repeat, until the energy in his body was slowly depleted, he walked towards the Shemale Paradise, and the field around him was riddled with holes as if it had been baptized by a storm of bullets.