Pirate's Talent System

Navy Headquarters.

Dauberman's office.

boom!

Dauberman slapped the desk, shaking the hard wooden table with cracks, and he stood up straight away with an angry expression on his face.

"Who does he think he is?"

"Arrogance! Really arrogance!"

Although there are countless pirates in the sea, and as a lieutenant general of the Navy Headquarters, he has also dealt with many ferocious pirates, but there are not many who dare to speak wildly about the Navy Headquarters, and most of them are from the New World.

A mere kid from the West Sea dared to utter wild words like this, he really was lawless!

"Lieutenant General Dauberman, the strength of this ghost-handed Ross is no longer what the chiefs of the Xihai branch can handle. How should we deal with it?"

Standing in front of Dauberman's desk, Stoloberry asked in a deep voice with an indifferent expression.

If he had some sympathy for Ross at the beginning, his sympathy turned into anger after Ross killed Moby and uttered wild words to the high command of the Navy.

Dauberman took two heavy breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Notify all branch bases in Xihai to include Ghost Hand Ross on the list of dangerous pirates, and give full authority to each branch base." deal with!"

"Yes."

Stoloberry nodded solemnly.

The base chiefs of the various branch bases in the West Sea are different from the branch colonels. They are all at the branch major general level, and a large part of the branch major generals are sent to the four seas by the school officers of the headquarters. They are strong enough to suppress the sea area where they are located. .

……

In front of behemoths like the navy and the world government, all arguments are futile. Compared with Ross, the people are obviously more likely to trust the world government and the navy, and believe the news reports issued by the government.

The navy represents the world government, which is enough to easily distort the facts and turn black and white in the world.

argue?

protest?

None of that worked.

So from the moment when Captain Moby attacked and killed him violently, Ross had already made a decision. Since the high-level navy decided to discredit him as a pirate, he couldn't bear the title of pirate in vain and let those navy disappointment!

In order to quickly defeat Captain Moby, Ross pointed out the paper drawing in the Sixth Form of the Navy. Although it took a little bit of free talent points for this, the effect was also very significant. He quickly killed Moby without falling into the Surrounded by the navy.

After rushing out of the Navy Division, Ross came to the south shore of the island, where his boat docked.

"I don't know how the navy will declare my guilt this time."

Ross rowed away from the coast, looked at the boundless sea and shook his head.

never mind.

From today, he is the captain of the Ghost Hand Pirates.

"After today, most of the navy will increase my reward, encircle and hunt me down in the West Sea, and may even send a major general and fleet. If I run around without intelligence, I will easily fall into an ambush and besieged."

Ross pondered for a while.

Now that he has become a pirate, he will face heavy pursuit by the navy. It is obviously not enough to rely on a small ship. He needs a ship of minimum medium size and above, and also needs various information.

For him, there are two routes to become stronger, one is self-cultivation, the other is hunting pirates, and hunting pirates also requires information.

Thus.

The first crew member he needed became very clear, hiding in the dark underground world and knowing a lot of information...Nicole Robin.

"Then, let's go to Geer City."

……

Gale City.

Underground intelligence organization base.

Nicole Robin was standing at a desk, sorting out and memorizing the information on the desk one by one. She passed the doctoral examination in archeology at the age of eight, and her memory and analysis ability were almost beyond doubt.

During the months of working for this intelligence organization, no matter how complicated the information was, she could quickly memorize it, and as soon as she was asked, she could answer it immediately, almost with a photographic memory.

"It's all recorded."

Robin put down the last note, closed his eyes slightly, opened them again after a few seconds, and nodded to Trent who was sitting behind the desk.

Tren took a sip of coffee from his cup, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Very good, go and burn all these intelligence documents."

Taking in the devil's son Nicole Robin, whose bounty is as high as 900 million Baileys, is not a small risk for him, but Robin's intelligence processing ability does make him extremely satisfied.

Otherwise, he would have thrown Robin to the navy long ago to receive the bounty.

Robin grabbed the slips of paper on the table and walked aside, quickly disposed of the intelligence documents, and then returned to the desk.

"If I remember correctly, you should be 16 years old now."

Thrun looked at Robin with a teacup in his hand.

"Yes."

Robin nodded.

Thrun leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "It's not a bad age. If it wasn't for the 900 million Bailey's bounty, it would be a perfect assistant."

Robin was silent.

Trent looked at Robin's appearance, put down the teacup slowly, and said, "Aside from sorting out information, what else do you do? Can you dance?"

"will not."

Robin shook his head.

"That's really boring..." Thrun stood up, sized up Robin, walked over slowly, stretched out two rough fingers, trying to hook Robin's chin.

Robin's face changed slightly, and he took half a step back.

Seeing that Robin got out of the way and failed to touch his fingers, Trent paused slightly, and the interest on his face faded. He retracted his fingers stretched in mid-air, put his hands behind his back, showed a contemptuous look, and said:

"Take off your clothes, Nicole Robin."

"what?"

Robin froze for a moment.

Seeing that Robin was in a daze, Tren raised his tone slightly, and said, "I asked you to take off your clothes, didn't you hear?"

"This request..."

Robin's pupils shrank slightly, and he took another step back, not knowing how to respond for a while.

She has been offered a reward since she was eight years old, and she has been hiding in the underground world for eight years. She has seen too much darkness over the years, but this is the first time she has encountered this situation today.

"What? You're going to disobey my orders?"

Seeing Robin backing away, Thrun couldn't help but sink his face, and said: "I can do anything, you said it yourself, right? I took the risk of a high reward of 900 million Baileys to take you in!" "

"..."

As soon as Tren mentioned the reward of 900 million Baileys, Robin's expression changed, and his teeth bit his lip.

It is precisely because of such a high bounty that she has been hiding in Tibet for the past eight years and has tried her best to survive. If it weren't for her calmness and wisdom far surpassing ordinary people, it would be impossible to survive until now.

She will go to great lengths to survive.

But the humiliation in front of her was unbearable for her.

Survival or dignity, which is more important?

She bit harder and harder, her teeth were deeply embedded in her lips, and at some point she bit her lips, and the bright red blood dripped slowly.

Thrun looked at Robin's appearance, but showed a calm expression. To him, it was just a matter of being bored and having some fun.

"Looking at you, it seems that you haven't experienced it yet? That's too bad. With such a high bounty, you may be caught by the navy at any time. Once you are caught, you will have no chance to experience it."

"..."

Robin remained silent, survival was so difficult for her, was it so difficult that she needed to give up the last bit of dignity?

Just when Robin was struggling hard in his heart.

boom!

The oak door suddenly slammed, and someone forcibly pushed it open from the outside, and the door lock shattered directly, accompanied by sawdust flying around.

"Who?!"

Tren, who was observing Robin's reaction, was suddenly interrupted by the voice, and couldn't help showing anger, turning his head to look at the door.

Ross walked in from the door. He had arrived half a minute ago, and waited for a while because the door was locked. He did not expect to encounter an unexpected thing.

"It's you?"

Seeing Ross, Thrun frowned suddenly.

"Breaking your door, I don't think you mind."

Under the surprised gazes of both Robin and Trent, Ross walked to the field, looked at Robin, and said:

"It seems that you are not very happy here, do you want to change your identity and become my crew?"

Ross has never liked to beat around the bush, and Robin is a smart person, he just needs to give a choice in the current situation.

Hearing what Ross said, before Robin could react, Thrun spoke with a sullen face.

"Ghost Hand Ross, what do you mean, are you going to poach my assistant in front of me?"

"Yes."

Ross responded calmly, and Tren choked in his throat with a 'yes'.

"So, what do you think? Nicole Robin." Ross looked at Robin.

Robin was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time that someone took the initiative to pull her into the group.

Even though Robin is still very young, her calmness and composure far surpass those of her peers and ordinary people. It took her less than a second to analyze the current situation clearly, and then she nodded calmly.

"It's an honor to do things for you, Captain Rhodes."