Pirate's Portable Space

"Catch the pirates."

"Just capture the pirates." Liszt was a little surprised.

Taote didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you mean by just, you don't think that just catching some small fish and shrimps is enough? You must be a pirate with a bounty of more than [-] million registered at the Navy Headquarters."

"Is that so? Is there a quantity requirement?"

"No, but if you want to get the pass, the bounty for the captured pirates must exceed one billion. This is a rule established at the beginning of the establishment of the West Sea Federation."

Liszt was thoughtful, thinking of the Libo Fishman Pirates that he had killed, "Wait a minute, do we have to capture them?"

"What's the meaning"

"What if the pirates have been killed?"

"Just kill them," Taote explained. "The navy's purpose is to reduce the number of pirates. It doesn't care about their lives."

"Wouldn't it be possible to pretend to claim it?"

"You are right. The registered person only needs to provide evidence such as corpses or videos. There are many loopholes that can be exploited. You know, those who can hunt down hundreds of millions of bounty pirates are among the best, and they are also brigadier generals at least. With a level of combat power, if they want to help others take advantage of the loopholes, who can stop them?"

When Taote said this, he felt something in his heart, and said earnestly to the other two juniors in the car, "In this sea, the strong are respected, and the rules are set by those with big fists."

He picked up the energy crystal that was pressed on his abdomen. Granulation was regenerated from the wound, but there were still traces of blood oozing out.

"And Nengjing is your capital to become stronger. Don't waste it on me."

Taut spoke firmly. As a remnant of the old era, this was his last stubbornness.

Liszt opened his mouth to say something, but remained silent.

Really.

Stubborn middle-aged uncle.

Liszt knew that he could not be persuaded, so he put his hands on the steering wheel, looked forward, and said in a funny tone.

"Hey, Taote, you really enjoyed yourself today. I will be your driver myself."

"Haha, I am a wounded person, Master, please drive slower."

The heavy atmosphere was swept away, and it was light and happy.

Send Taote back to his residence and drive back.

Liszt thought in his heart.

The red murloc's head is still in the safe.

He had seen a reward of 1000 million Baileys from the captain of the Libo Pirates at the dock.

The bounty within the Navy represents strength, and is more symbolic. No one really thinks that 1000 million Baileys can buy the life of a red fish man, no, no.

When encountering the Fishman Pirates, in order to prevent others from misunderstanding his strength, Liszt specifically asked the crew not to spread the word. Therefore, even Taote only knew that the enemy had "Tobi City forces".

Since Liszt now needs a navy pass, he plans to make some innuendo on the accumulated amount of the naval base director's bounty pool when he is invited to Agnes's home the next day.

If the other party has [-] million, he can take the head of the red fish man in exchange for his interests.

However, it won’t be zero, right?

More than [-] Million Pirates > Commodore

Lieutenant Colonel

Lister expressed concern.

If it still fails, he may have to ask his second uncle for help. After all, Ku An's py transactions are all over the sea.

Liszt didn't expect that training a subordinate would be so difficult, but now that the promise had been made, he had to go on with it.

In fact, he had another reason to keep Mike, and that was Megan's cooking skills, which were so delicious.

When Liszt returned home with Mike, there was no one there.

Sure enough, women can't stop shopping.

The living room and dining room are clean and tidy. You can tell at a glance that someone has carefully cleaned them before going out in the morning. The sunlight shines on the transparent glass windows, showing golden patches.

"It seems we have to take care of the food ourselves."

Liszt touched his somewhat dry belly and said to Mike, whose stomach was also growling.

"Well, Master, I can only eat, but not cook." Mike scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"I'm not counting on you either." Liszt sighed and skillfully took out bread, bacon, tomatoes, and lettuce from the refrigerator. "Sandwiches, make your own, and you'll have enough food and clothing."

"Yeah." Mike breathed a long sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the young master would let him cook.

Two figures, one large and one small, were busy in the kitchen.

"Mike, how do you feel about today's training?"

Mike started to get excited when he thought about today's novel experience, "Very good, the me now can beat the two me before."

"Ha." Liszt couldn't help but chuckle when he heard such a fresh and refined metaphor, "Don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts, of course it hurts, but as long as it makes you stronger, pain is nothing."

Liszt stopped moving his hands and said, "Becoming stronger, why do you want to become stronger?" His voice was erratic, as if he was asking Mike, others, or himself.

"Of course it's to protect the people you cherish." Mike answered without hesitation. When he thought about every bit of life with his sister, his eyes were full of doting.

"Those who cherish, those who cherish" Liszt repeated several times softly, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

He had to admit that he had slacked off in training since his parents were shipwrecked.

On the one hand, due to the lack of spiritual wine energy support, the body, which is already difficult to absorb energy, becomes even more ineffective in training.

On the other hand, he seemed to have lost his goal in life. He was tired physically and mentally, and instead longed for an ordinary life.

He's like an outsider.

Watching my second uncle Ku An running around, leading the company to gain a foothold step by step.

Watching her sister Reina resolutely step into the gate of Saikai Federal Naval University for some unknown reason.

Watching his best friend Sawyer go to the Grand Line to find the ancestral land of the giants in order to fulfill his father's last wish.

People around him left one by one, and it seemed that the ordinary life Liszt wanted was fulfilled in disguise.

But is this really what he wants?

Liszt was puzzled.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

It was Nydia's voice. Liszt was immersed in thinking and memories and didn't notice anyone coming in.

He turned to look behind him.

Nitya was looking at herself with her head tilted, with a cute look, and concern in her big watery eyes.

Meghan was sorting out a lot of food packed back from outside, putting them on plates one by one and placing them on the table. They looked delicious.

She saw the two people making sandwiches in the kitchen, covered her mouth and snickered, "Master, I knew you were hungry. We didn't eat out and packed them back."

Pack it back

Are they concerned?

Ha, interesting woman.

Liszt smiled, maybe he had found a reason to become stronger.

He threw two slices of bread, one on the left and one on the right, directly on the chopping board, "Mike, forget about this sandwich and go have a big meal."

"Okay." Mike cheered, jumping and running out like a monkey.

Liszt followed behind, walking slowly and humming.

"Yo ho ho ho, yo ho ho ho."