Chapter Seventy-Six: About the Future
"Uhhhh Yes, I'm sorry!! β
There was a scream from inside the tavern, terrible enough to give goosebumps all over his body, and a man lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
Tears and snot poured out together, blurring the face that had been twisted by pain, as hideous as a demon tormented in hell.
Bright stood beside the man, his face calm.
He lifted his foot and stepped on the man's left leg.
The man's left leg was already a puddle of meat sauce down the knee, and the bones had been shattered into slag, and Bright stepped on the knee.
The sturdy bones did not serve any defensive effect, and instantly shattered into slag.
"Ahhhh
The man's screams resounded in the sky again.
The other people in the tavern were silent at this time, let alone moving, and one by one they lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look here.
They recognized Bright, so they didn't dare to move. Remember in a second s://
The man's partner just now didn't try to resist, but their necks were broken in an instant.
Only the last man remained, their leader, the guy who was still boasting triumphantly just a moment ago, had now been trampled on his limbs, and no longer had any courage to brag, only to continue to wail miserably.
"Please, please, forgive meβ"
The man's consciousness was blurred by the excessive blood loss, and he was just muttering to himself.
"Mr. Bright, you're ready!"
Outside the door, a man leaned in halfway.
Blett nodded, hooked his foot, hooked the man's neck, and then flicked it, kicking the man straight out of the tavern.
Bright walked out slowly.
Outside the door of the tavern, at the intersection of the two roads, a tall wooden pole was now erected, and a rope stalk hung down from the pole.
A man stood aside with a smile on his face.
He's a friend of Donald's friends, and it's all thanks to his help that he was able to find these guys.
Bright picked up the noose.
The man who fell to the ground was still a little conscious, "No, no, don't ......"
His voice was so faint that he could barely be heard, squirming his body away from Bright.
But Bright just flicked his hand, and the noose was already over the man's head, and then pulled smoothly around his neck.
"No, noβ"
The man turned back with difficulty, "Forgive, forgiveβ"
"Who is qualified to forgive you for a guy like you?"
Bright calmly pulled another rope hanging from the wooden pole, "You only have to die." β
The man was hoisted up, very high, to the top of the pole.
At first he was still struggling, but soon he twitched slightly, and finally fell silent.
The streets were clean and there were no people, but many people were hiding behind the windows of their houses and watching in horror.
Bright carefully tied the rope.
Then he looked back, "If you want to make a move on a merfolk or a merfolk person, be prepared for me to appear in front of you." β
It's still quiet.
Then, Bright walked away.
Many years later, maybe the people here will still remember that back.
Remember the fear that that back brought to them.
For several hours, the street was quiet.
On the way to Donald's company, Brett wondered if such a warning would be useful.
The conclusions drawn are very frustrating and probably will not be of much use.
As long as the benefits are sufficient, for some people, life is something that can be left behind.
But Bright felt that even if it was only a small effect, his action was worthwhile.
Donald's company was located in the business district of the Chambord Islands, not far from where Bright was at the time, and was a small five-story building that was not imposing.
With Donald's friends leading the way, there were no obstacles along the way,
When I went all the way up to the top floor, I just opened the door when I heard the cry.
Bright followed the sound and saw that on the long couch, four little mermaids were sitting in a row, crying and eating marshmallows.
On the single sofa on the other side, Reilly was drinking himself with a bottle of wine.
Only Donald was anxiously trying to appease the little fishmen.
"Mr. Bright, you're finally back!"
Seeing Bright return, Donald seemed to see a savior, and he immediately rushed over, "You and Mr. Reilly must have a lot to say, right?" I won't bother you! β
He was like a dog behind him, and he and his friend ran away with a cigarette.
"Oh? Already done? β
Reilly pushed his glasses.
Brytt nodded.
He walked over to the still sobbing little merfolk and crouched down, "Do you know me?" β
The eldest little mermaid twitched her shoulders and looked at Bright, and then her eyes lit up, "Are you, Brother Bright?" β
"It's Nana who said Brother Bright, right? I've seen you! β
It turned out to be a friend of little Nana.
Bright smiled and said, "It's me, I'm here to take you home, so, don't cry." β
"Wow! I miss Mom!! β
The youngest girl cried even louder.
Bright carefully picked her up and patted her on the back gently, "Okay, I'll take you back to see Mom and Dad later." β
"Really?"
The other little girl looked up and asked with teary eyes.
"Hmm."
Brytt nodded.
"Wow!"
Now they all cried even louder.
Bright felt that his head was too big, and he hadn't felt as powerless as he did now since he left the Naval Science Corps.
"Hahahaha, that's how children are."
Reilly laughed, "Come on, little brother." β
Drink your bar.
Bright could only be comforted for a while.
The children's mood finally stabilized.
"It's all my fault,"
Nana's friend reproached herself, "I said I came to the sea to see." β
"It's okay, it's in the past."
Bright rubbed her little head, "It's good not to do this in the future." β
"Don't come to sea again!"
One of the younger children sobbed, "Human, good or bad. β
Bright heard Reilly sigh.
While comforting the children, Bright was also thinking about what if there was such a thing in the future?
Adults are okay, and they have basic discernment.
But the kids are different.
It's time to find a way.
It's best to be able to restrain the children's actions and teach them something.
Ah, isn't that school?
Bright nodded silently.
Good idea.
The reason why these children are so idle is because they don't have homework.
After crying for a while, the children got a little tired and fell asleep one by one.
Bright was finally able to talk to Reilly.
"I'm so sorry, little brother, let the children experience the ugliness of the world in advance."
Reilly sighed, "But trust me, there's more to it than that. β
"I understand."
Bright nodded, "However, the group of people who stand at the top of human society happens to be such people. β
"Draconian?" Reilly nodded, "That's true of them. β
With supreme power and status, and without any constraints, how can such a race not fall after 800 years?
can continue to produce Tianlong people like the Five Old Stars, which is probably the last stubbornness.
"So Mr. Reilly, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Bright was curious.
In the original work, the Rayleigh Gang Straw Hat is because the Straw Hat wears Roger's straw hat, and he is the person who inherited Roger's will in the redhead's mouth.
Why did he get Reilly's attention?
"Brother Bright, what do you think about the future?"
Reilly smiled and said, "The future of Fish-Man Island? β
Overlord is the king qualification of one among millions of people, this young man, there is no doubt that he is the one who will lead Fish-Man Island forward in the future.
Fish-Man Island, on the other hand, is one of the most important parts of the blueprint paper that changed the world.
When you meet such a junior, how can you not want to have a good chat with him?
"The future?"
Bright was slightly stunned, it's not bad to chat, today is indeed deeply touched, "At the beginning, I thought that as long as I lived in peace, I would be fine, but then I found that if I didn't do something, I was uneasy, and then I thought, as long as I become as strong as Whitebeard Kaido, Fish-Man Island will be able to survive safely." β
"But no," he said, "it doesn't work that way, it's not enough for us to change, as long as we can't completely change the whole world's perception of the Fish-Man Man, the Mermaid, the Fish-Man Island will never be truly safe." β
Bright can even imagine that because he has become very strong and strong, it has become very difficult to abduct mermaids, so more nobles are proud of owning mermaid slaves, and perhaps the price of mermaids will increase further.
If we do not eradicate this class that likes to turn others into slaves, and do not destroy the world government that ignores and even supports this situation, Fish-Man Island will not be truly stable.
This is the idea that Bright came to today after stepping out of the smoke of a human trafficking facility.
"So?"
Reilly nodded lightly, and he leaned back on the sofa lazily, "Brother Bright, you have great ambitions." β
No wonder it will awaken the overlord color.
He's going to be a big force for changing the world.
"Come on, Bright," Reilly said with a smile, "and the road ahead will be difficult, but you won't be alone. β
If such a man leads Fish-Man Island and Aquaman, there should be no problem.
Bright laughed, "I thought Mr. Reilly would say it was a good dream, so you'd like to help me out?" β
"Hahahaha, how is it possible, I'm a pirate, and I'm retired, how the world is has nothing to do with me." Reilly laughed.
yes, this is not a kind old man.
"I'm a little embarrassed, but can you give me some pointers? Mr. Reilly. β
Bright said seriously, "I suddenly awakened the overlord color, but I don't know how to use this power." β
Although it is not as good as Mr. Kaido's stick education in terms of breaking the bottleneck in assault training, Mr. Reilly's strength is undoubted in terms of laying the foundation.
If you want to become stronger in domineering, it is far more useful to get the guidance of these seniors than to practice by yourself.
"You're really welcome, little brother."
Reilly swayed the bottle, but the smile on his face didn't disappear, "Well, if you can come to the door with a good wine in my free time, it's not that I can't guide you." β
Not only because of the role he will play in the next change, but just because of his act of freeing the slaves just now, I know that this man is not ordinary.
"Thank you very much."
Bright was solemn.
Although it's just about guiding the overlord color now, you can also ask about some knowledge points about the armed color in your spare time, right?
Flowing outwards and destroying inside, Brett wants to bring this knowledge back to Fish-Man Island.
Well, Mr. Reilly should not foresee the future, and I will go to Mr. Ka or Mr. Kai to learn from this knowledge point in the future.
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.