Randall sat down with a plate full of meat, and ate it eagerly.

As soon as he took a bite, Randall froze.

I don't know what kind of meat this meat is, it's chewy, but it's not hard to chew.

As the teeth chew, a thick soup splashes in the mouth.

In the original world, Randall was also a person of status and had eaten a lot of high-end cuisine.

But he swears he's never eaten such delicious meat!

He couldn't help but speed up his chewing and swallowed.

I only felt a warm current, sliding down my mouth, through my esophagus, and into my stomach pouch.

Randall was stunned, because he found that these meats were not only delicious, but also contained energy that those high-end dishes could not compare!

Just by taking a breath, Randall felt warm all over his body!

At that moment, Randall didn't hesitate anymore, and directly put his hands on the ground and stuffed meat into his mouth.

Can't stop!

The meal was so windy that there was only residual gravy left on the plate.

Then Randall touched his stomach and burped.

In the original world, he could eat several times as much food.

But by this time he was almost full.

And not only was he full, Randall could clearly feel that the qi in his body had grown a little stronger.

It's only a little bit, but it's really increased!

This surprised Randall.

Doesn't this mean that you don't need to cultivate in the future, you can become stronger just by eating?!

No, there can be no such horrible thoughts.

Cultivation still has to be cultivated, otherwise what's the difference between yourself and salted fish?

In the original world, he had already enjoyed the feeling of being admired by everyone because of his strength.

Since he has come to the world of pirates, he must also be the strongest!

After eating, Randall returned to his dorm.

As soon as he arrived, two people pushed the door open and entered.

A man with red hair and a well-proportioned figure is in line with Randall's view of a normal person.

Randall noticed that the man had a knife hanging from his waist, and it appeared to be a swordsman.

The other, more than two meters tall.

Randall looked at the man's arms, probably thicker than his waist.

As soon as the two men entered, they paused when they saw Randall standing there.

The swordsman's eyes narrowed, and he asked a little stiffly:

"Who are you?"

In an instant, Randall felt a fierce momentum pressing down on him.

He even felt a little pain in his cheeks.

Randall hurriedly explained:

"Well, I'm new here! Just moved in today! ”

The swordsman's aura was even stronger.

And the strong man standing behind him asked in a colder voice:

"This is a dormitory belonging to the elite battalion, and only the cadets of the elite battalion live here!

Last Chance, Who the Hell Are You? ”

As he spoke, his hand was already on the hilt of the knife.

This is the exclusive dormitory of the elite camp, which is a well-known thing.

And the elite camp has already begun, and the elite camp has never been added halfway before.

Then this person who suddenly appeared here is a little suspicious.

If it's in the past, forget it.

But the key is that the Navy Headquarters has just been attacked by pirates before, and at this point in time, it is very sensitive.

He was immediately wary.

At this time, seeing that the red-haired swordsman was about to make a move, the muscular man took a step back slightly, but he happened to be blocked at the door.

He wasn't ready to make a move, because he was well aware of the strength of this swordsman.

Seeing that the two were really ready to do it, Randall was also a little speechless.

"Wait, I'm the Elite Battalion! Teacher Zefa said it himself today! If you don't believe him, ask him! ”

Hearing Randall mention Zefa, their eyes moved.

Then the swordsman's momentum was retracted.

Seeing this, Randall didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw that the swordsman had already unsheathed.

"Take me a sword first!"

The swordsman drew his sword with great speed, as if it had appeared directly in his hand.

Then, he slashed at Randall in the air.

Looking at the red flying slash, Randall groaned in his heart, and then hurriedly concentrated all his qi on his arms and crossed them in front of his chest.

In the next moment, the slash slammed into Randall's arm.

Randall felt a tremendous force come at him.

Even though he was ready, he was pushed backwards for several meters before he could stop under his hard stomp.

Then he let out a loud shout and thrust his arms hard.

The slash was also the end of the crossbow at this time, and it was resisted by external forces, and it was unwilling to dissipate in the air.

Randall gasped and looked down.

I saw that my arms were densely covered with small wounds.

It's not serious, it's just a little bit of skin.

But it was really hurt.

And he was wounded under his full defense.

He glanced at the red-haired swordsman with trepidation.

This person's strength is so strong!

And the previous Pietro is not at the same level at all!

Moreover, it looks like they just slashed at random!

It's very hard to catch it myself!

As everyone knows, he was surprised, and the two people opposite were also surprised.

Although the red-haired swordsman did not exert all his strength, it was by no means a casual knife as Randall thought.

This knife is at least fifty percent of his strength!

But just this knife, in the elite camp, the people who can not be injured next can be counted on one hand!

This person's strength surprised them a little.

In fact, when Randall said Zefa just now, they had already believed half of it.

Although it is true that there have been no examples of joining the elite camp halfway before, the elite camp Zefa has the final say.

The reason why the red-haired swordsman made his sword was just to see Randall's strength.

Now it seems that he is worthy of Mr. Zefa.

I don't know where to find someone.

Looks a few years younger than him!

Thinking so, the red-haired swordsman put his sword back into its sheath.

Then he glanced at Randall and spat out a few words.

"My name is Millers."

Then he ignored Randall and went straight to his bed.

A question mark slowly popped up above Randall's head.

“？”

You slashed me inexplicably, aren't you going to say something?

At this moment, the muscular man came up and said:

"Hahahaha! Don't care, buddy! Millers: That's what he tempered.

Just now, he just wanted to test whether your strength had entered the level of the elite camp, and there was no malice!

I took him to apologize! ”

As he spoke, he patted Randall on the shoulder with some excitement.

"My name is Aquis! Dude, I think you're a cultivator! After that, we can practice! ”

Finally, a master of body cultivation has arrived!

He is second in the elite camp!

It can be said that the entire elite battalion, he has fought.

However, the people who are next to him are not energetic in fighting.

The man in front of him was a Millers.

But it's a pity that he's a swordsman!

It's not fun to fight at all!

Instead, he was slashed and wounded!

Now there's finally someone who looks like he can fight!