As night fell, an inconspicuous bonfire danced faintly on the edge of the sea of clouds near the empty island of Bicca.

"Wow, it's almost ready to eat." Searle removes the grilled shark from a makeshift shelf.

Serre casually tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, his eyes lit up and said, "Well, it tastes good, try it, Anilu." ”

Anilu was already hungry, and when he heard Serge say this, he didn't care about the temperature on the fish, and directly tore off a piece of meat and ate it in a big gulp.

The two of them ate a whole fish cleanly, of course, Anilu couldn't eat much for a child, and 99% of it fell into Serre's stomach.

After eating, the two gathered around the campfire, and Serge told Anilu a lot of interesting things he had experienced and places he had visited.

Serre spoke seriously, Anilu listened carefully, looking at the man in front of him gushing, Anilu thought of a man, when the man was alive, he also sat with him every day, telling him many, many legends and stories.

"If only he were my father." As soon as this idea came to mind, it was snuffed out by Anilu.

He is just a worthless orphan, who is qualified to be the son of the man in front of him.

Serge didn't see Anilu wandering, and the story went on until late at night, when both of them were a little sleepy.

"I was so full that I almost couldn't stand up." Anilu patted his stomach and stood up and bowed to Searle: "Uncle Searle, thank you so much today, not only saved me, but also gave me food. ”

"Don't take it personally." Serge laughed, he didn't expect Anilu to be a polite child when he was a child.

"Do you have any other relatives?" Serge asked instead.

Anilu shook his head.

"It's a real headache, forget it, take me to where you live first, okay?"

"Of course that's fine." Anilu said excitedly, and as he spoke, he tugged at Serre's sleeve, ready to pull him up.

Indeed, hearing that Serge was going to the place where he lived, Anilu felt happy in his heart, and speaking of which, Serge was still the first person willing to approach him and care about him, which gave Anilu some comfort in his lonely heart.

"Wait, don't be in such a hurry, let's put out the fire first." Serdau.

"Why?" Anilu looked at Ser suspiciously, he didn't understand why Uncle Ser bothered to put out the fire.

"Heck, fire is dangerous, and if it spreads to other places, it will cause trouble for others." Serge patiently explained.

"Hmph, it's better to burn those bastards." Anilu's face was filled with resentment.

Hearing this, Serge's eyes couldn't help but stare at him, it seems that this little guy Anilu is very resentful of those residents of Bica.

No wonder they will choose to destroy their hometown in the future, the so-called karma, now those people abuse Anilu is the cause, and in the future, Anilu will take revenge on them when he grows up.

Come to think of it, just because Anilu was born with only one wing, he was despised and disliked by everyone.

Even blaming Anilu's parents for their deaths, the words ignorance, selfishness, and indifference could not be more appropriate for them.

It's like a woman who died of her husband in ancient times and was scolded as a mourner, and even arranged a name for innocent women.

This is the heartfelt embodiment of ignorance, selfishness, and indifference.

It's not fair to Anilu, he was born this way, and it's not up to him to decide, how ridiculous it is to classify Anilu as an outlier just because he only has a single wing.

However, pity is pity, and Searle does not want to see such a promising young man as Anilu fall into the abyss of resentment and cannot extricate himself.

He wants to be a leader, a leader who can lead Anilu on the right path.

Just now, Serre made up his mind to train Anilu to be a man who stands up to the sky, a great hero.

"Anilu, what do you think a man is like?" Searle asked instead of the topic.

"Men? Aren't the two of us? Anilu looked at Serre suspiciously, not understanding what he meant by asking.

"Haha, what kind of man are you, at most you're just a boy." Searle laughed, "Men are not simply gender. ”

Anilu blushed and asked, "What does that mean a man?" ”

As soon as Serge saw Anilu's curious eyes, he knew there was a play.

So he said seriously: "Man, one or two sentences are not clear." ”

"Look at this sea of clouds, is it big?" Searle asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"The sea of clouds is indeed very big, but what does this have to do with men?"

"It has a lot to do with it." Sellock paused and continued: "Although the sea of clouds is large, there is one thing that is wider than the sea of clouds, it encompasses everything, even the sky cannot compare with it. ”

"What? And this kind of thing, wider than the sea of clouds? Anilu was surprised. In his eyes, the sea of clouds is already the biggest thing in this world except for the sky.

"Of course there is, how? Want to know or not? The smile on Searle's face was like a strange trick to deceive the little girl.

"Yes, tell me about it, Uncle Searle." Anilu said eagerly.

"Mmmmmmmm!!mm ”

"Cut, what, I don't believe it." Upon hearing this answer, Anilu was immediately disappointed.

"It's true, a man's mind can tolerate everything, including insults, difficulties, and insults from others." Serge said word for word.

"But if it's really all-inclusive, won't men be angry?" Anilu asked, wide-eyed.

I'm rubbing, this little ghost is really tough! This is the voice of Searle's heart.

"Yes, when a man is a little angry, when something touches his bottom line, touches his beliefs, the man will explode with anger that no one can ignore." Searle then flickered, "It's like a storm that destroys all those who touch his bottom line." ”

"Wait, what's the Tempest?" Anilu looked at Serre cutely.

"Uh." It suddenly occurred to Serge that it seemed that there was no such thing as a storm on the Sky Island, which was a problem to explain.

"If it's a storm, it's probably a disaster, a disaster that can destroy the entire empty island." Serge explained.

"Ahh Anilu's mind was filled with the image of an incomparably huge beast devouring the empty island in one gulp, and he was frightened by this fantasy at that time.

Naturally, Serge couldn't see the picture that Anilu imagined, and said to himself: "This is a real man, understand?" ”

"Hara~ It turns out that the real man is so powerful!" Anilu nodded thoughtfully.

"Be my son!" Serge imitated Whitebeard's tone of voice, stretched out his right hand to Anilu and said, "I will teach you with my heart to be a real man who stands up to the heavens and the earth!" ”

The sudden words instantly stunned Anilu, how things suddenly developed in this direction, on the one hand, on the other hand, Anilu was really worried that he had heard it wrong just now, this man actually wanted to recognize him as a son.

The thoughts that had been cut off before burst forth again.

"I refuse !!" Anilu rejected Searle categorically.

"Ah~" Searle was petrified instantly, could it be opened in the wrong way? I seem to remember that Whitebeard said this, why do people accept their sons one by one, and when they come to him, they can't even accept a little ghost, and the gap between people is really big!!

"Hahaha." Seeing Serre's bewildered appearance, Anilu laughed happily, and while laughing, the excitement in the depths of his eyes could not be concealed at all.

Just when Searle was at a loss, Anilu suddenly put his dirty little hand into Searle's palm.

"Daddy Searle!" Anilu said with a smile.

"Huh?" Serge was stunned for a moment.

"I say, Daddy Searle!" Anilu repeated what he had just said,

At this moment, Searle immediately reacted, grabbed Anilu and put it on his shoulder.

"What a bad little bastard!" Serge said helplessly.

"Let's go, find a place to sleep." With that, Searle walked slowly in a certain direction.

Inadvertently, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Anilu is my son!!

………

Early in the morning, Serge got up from the cloud bed, glanced at Anilu, who was still asleep, and tiptoed out of the house with a slight tangle of his mouth.

The houses in Anilu are very dilapidated, like decades-old houses, as if they could collapse at any moment.

He's just a kid, and where is he going to fix these, he never thought about what he'd do if the house collapsed?

The malice around him and the bad living environment have created Anilu's cruel and cruel nature in the future, but from today, Anilu will be reborn, and he will become a real man and a hero in the future.

After going out, Searle first came to the sea of clouds, and after preparing breakfast, he completed a set of daily practices, including the perception of the three-color domineering and so on.

"Na, na, sel, what are you doing?" Anilu rubbed his eyes and walked through the room.

It was too late yesterday to talk, and Anilu was forgiven for sleeping until noon.

"Practice, you can't afford to slack off on the road to becoming stronger." Searle sat cross-legged on the ground and saw Anilu approaching, opened one eye and glanced at the latter.

"Getting stronger?" Anilu grabbed the center at once.

"Anyway, Daddy Searle, are you so powerful, is it because you practice every day?" Anilu asked, wide-eyed.

"Yes, working hard and not slacking off, this is the only way to become stronger." Serge said seriously.

Although this is not entirely true, after all, some talented guys can become very strong and strong without practicing, and what Searle said is that compared to the vast majority of people, if you want to become stronger, you must practice hard.

"Then can I also practice?" Anilu looked at Serre with expectant eyes.

"Isn't that a matter of course? I said that I must train you to be a real man, and you can't be called a man if you don't have strength. "Seldo.

"That... Daddy Serre, hurry up and teach me how to practice, I can't wait. Anilu said eagerly.

"Oh? So impatient? Searle stood up with a smile, stopped today's practice, walked to Anilu, stroked his little head and said, "Cultivation is to endure hardships, are you sure you are mentally prepared?" ”

"Hmmm! I.. I want to be like Daddy Searle, who can take out the Sky Shark with one punch. Anilu mimicked the punch that Ser had given to stun the shark yesterday, and the punch hit the air.

Maybe in his opinion, Searle's punch was really handsome.

"Well, a man's goal can't be so narrow, that punch is nothing."

"Ah~ Could it be that I can get stronger?" Anilu said excitedly.

Serge smiled and nodded.

"Yay!" Anilu jumped for joy.

"Come on, Daddy Searle, I want to be strong now!" Ani Road Road.

Searle smiled but didn't say a word.

The screen turns.

On the cloud road of the white sea, Anilu looked at Ser pitifully, he was carrying a very beautifully carved cloud rock, and Anilu's small body was almost crushed by the heavy cloud rock.

"Run, didn't you just say that running is easy?" Searle smiled and groaned: "Today's goal is to run home from here, remember to keep the previous speed, come on!" I'm optimistic about you, hehahaha. ”

Anilu didn't say a word, and ran back on his little short legs with a face full of grievances, which was a long distance, and even if he traveled lightly, he had to run for two or three hours.

Along the way, Anilu stopped several times, but was urged by Serre to continue running, and after four hours, Anilu finally reached the finish line.

The long-term high-frequency exercise caused the eight-year-old child to faint the moment he reached the finish line.

The physique of the people in the pirate world is really domineering enough, and even a small child can maintain this kind of high-intensity cultivation.

Serge pressed Anilu's shoulder, and the gentle force slowly sank into Anilu's body, helping him improve his physique and remove the load generated by his body.

Although Anilu's strength in the original book is very strong, this is focused on fruit development after all, and in terms of physical skills, it is not at all the opponent of Luffy, who has not yet developed the second gear.

Now Anilu has not yet obtained the thunder fruit of fate, what Searle has to do is to improve his physique as much as possible, increase his physical strength, and hone his physical skills.

If one day, Anilu's physique reaches the point where he can practice domineering, Searle will teach him how to use domineering.

In this way, even if Anilu didn't get the Thunder Fruit, with his domineering cultivation of physical skills, it would be enough to occupy a place in the new world where there were as many powerful as stars.

At this time, Serge was not sure whether Anilu would be able to find the Thunder Fruit that belonged to him under his own intervention.

Time passed little by little, and when Anilu woke up, it was already night.

"What's wrong with me?" Anilu strove his head.

"It's nothing, it's just out of strength." Serge gently stroked Anilu's little head and said.

"I'm done, right?"

"Well, it's done perfectly." Searle nodded.

"I can practice with you?"

"Still no, you're still far away." Searle had a crying and laughing expression on his face, sure enough, the children were all the same, they all wanted to ascend to the sky in one step, how could this be possible?

"Do you want to do this boring thing every day in the future? So when am I going to be as strong as you. Anilu grumbled.

"Boring? It's really boring, but it's the only way to become a strong person, and I have to do it every day in the future. Serge said seriously.

The growth of strength is like building a house, you must first lay a good foundation, and only in this way can you build a good house steadily.

No matter how much Anilu complains, he still has to do it with all his heart.

"Ah~" Anilu tugged at the explosive head hard, and his eyes were full of complaints when he looked at Serre.

"Hahaha, if you're bored, maybe we can do it another way." Searle came up with a great idea.

"Running without weights?" Anilu said suspiciously.

"You still have to carry the weight, but you don't have to run."

"What the hell is it, just tell me."

"Haha, you can't say this, you'll know when the time comes." Serge waved his hand and stood up to hand the prepared dinner to Anilu.

"It stands to reason that you should be hungry, eat quickly, go to bed early after eating, we have something very important to do tomorrow." Serge said softly.

"We?" Anilu rolled his shrewd little eyes, "A new way of cultivating? ”

"No, no, no, tomorrow I will tell you to wake up early and take you to a place after you finish practicing." Searle said deliberately with an appetite.

"Fun place?"

"Almost!" Searle twitched, a child is a child, no matter what the future holds? For now, all I have on my mind is play.

Serge didn't answer Anilu's question directly, which can be regarded as leaving him a little suspenseful.

The next day, before dawn, Serge urged Anilu to put on his equipment and run along the cloud road.

"We don't need to go back and forth today, we just need to get to our destination." Searle clasped his hands behind his head, holding an unknown plant in his mouth. Compared to Anilu, who is under pressure, Serge's state is simply uncomfortable.

If there were people on the road at this time, they would definitely scold Searle for abusing children.

According to the agreement, Serre must return to Yunyin Village today to discuss the plan of "attacking" Apayado.

At their current speed, they would be able to reach Yunyin Village in time for noon, provided that Anilu could maintain their current speed.

The distance from the edge of Angel Island to Yunyin Village is not too close, and even a normal adult would take hours to arrive.

Anilu was a kid, not to mention that he still had a heavy marble on his back, and it was good to be there in eight hours.

"Daddy Searle, this way... Anilu stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong with this road?" Serge smiled playfully.

"I've heard people say that there are often Sandians on this road." Speaking of the Sandians, Anilu's face had a look of fear.

"Ha, we're going to find the Sandians." Serge looked at Ani Road with a small smile.

"Ah~ Why? Why do we go to such dangerous places? ”

"Don't worry, I'm here, no one will hurt you." Serge said confidently.

"Okay." Anilu seemed to want to say something, but the words came to his lips but did not come out, perhaps he chose to trust his father.