The Fruit of the Pirate

Mosuo was hiding in the lush grass. There was a big tree with a lush crown in front of him. There was a small tree hole halfway up the tree, and there was a white figure shaking in the tree hole.

It was the little white bird from before.

Mosso also explored this place when he explored the desert island, but he didn't find any trace of the little white bird at that time.

Now that I think about it, the little white bird may have discovered him a long time ago and has been avoiding him for some purpose.

This time he scouted the desert island for a long time before he found the little white bird in the corner of the jungle.

Mosso stood up, walked out of the grass, showed himself to be non-aggressive, and waved to the little white bird on the tree.

"Hello~"

The little white bird was sticking its butt out and didn't know what it was doing. It trembled obviously when it heard the sound. It carefully looked down and found that it was the guy it had robbed before.

What is he going to do?Are you here for revenge?Did he discover something?

The little white bird was a little panicked. It forced itself to stand calmly on the tree, with its two small wings behind its back, and secretly looked at Mosuo.

"Tweet~ (What...are you here for? Do you want to fight?)"

Mosuo saw the panic of the little white bird, and he was moved in his heart, but on the surface, there was nothing leaking, and he said with a kind smile.

"No, it was just a small misunderstanding before. I want to ask you for a favor this time."

"Chirp, chirp~ (What are you busy with?)" The little white bird saw that Mosuo was very kind, and felt much more at ease.

Instead of asking what kind of reward, what kind of thing should I ask first?

While Mosso was secretly doing the psychological profile of Little White Bird in his mind, he took out a rusty iron box from behind and said:

"This box is locked with an iron lock, and I've lost the key, so I'd like you to help me open it.

Once you open it I will reward you with three grilled fishes as a token of my gratitude. "

This iron box was exactly the one left to Mosso by the original owner. Mosso frequently soaked the iron box in seawater and then exposed it to the air, trying to use the ion principle to corrode the iron box.

Although the results are remarkable, the progress is somewhat slow. It is estimated that it will take at least a month before the iron cables are completely rusted.

Now it happens to be used as a tool to test and deceive the little white bird. If it is opened, Mosuo will make a profit; if it cannot be opened, Mosuo will also achieve the purpose of testing.

After hearing Mo Suo's request, the little white bird subconsciously shrank its neck, but when it heard about grilled fish, the little white bird's eyes suddenly lit up.

Mosuo knew that the little white bird was moved, and then said: "It's okay if you can't open the iron box. I'll still pay you two grilled fishes as a reward."

The little white bird's eyes were very bright, but it hesitated again and again, and turned its head with a stiff neck.

"Tweet~ (Forget it, I'm not... not interested!)"

Mosso observed the behavior of the little white bird and narrowed his eyes.

From the past, the little white bird thoroughly grilled the fish, only grabbed the grilled fish without hurting Mosuo... and other series of operations, it can be judged that the little white bird is very simple, even a little cowardly.

Moreover, its love for grilled fish is very sincere, and its big white bird form obviously has the ability to open iron boxes.

So since the little white bird has the ability to open the iron box and is very eager for the reward, why does it refuse?

Mosso's eyes flickered as he recalled the little white bird's previous performance.

Unless...the little white bird doesn't have that kind of power.

So what happened to its previous big white bird form?

The thoughts in his mind were whirling for just a moment, but Mosso remained calm on the surface, and even his smile became softer.

"That's it~" Mosuo had a look of regret on his face, "I'm sorry to bother you, so I'll give you a grilled fish as apology."

As he spoke, Mosso took out a delicious grilled fish from the woven rattan bag and handed it to the little white bird.

When the little white bird heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately poked his head out excitedly: "Chirp, chirp~ (really?)"

"There are only two of us on this island, should we get along well~" Mosuo nodded with a smile, shook the grilled fish in his hand, and placed it on the edge of the tree hole.

The little white bird was still a little wary, but the grilled fish was already right in front of it. It wanted to hold the grilled fish first, so it opened its beak and bit into the grilled fish.

But just when the little white bird was about to bite the grilled fish, Mosso's right hand grabbed the little white bird with lightning speed.

The little white bird didn't expect Mosuo to do this at all. He had no time to react and could only dodge subconsciously.

Although Mosuo suddenly took action without any hesitation, his own physical fitness was not good, and the little white bird was petite, so the little white bird was able to dodge by a hair's breadth.

The little white bird that escaped Mosuo's grasp had no time to rejoice, because its body was thrown off balance by the sudden action.

The little white bird danced around like an acrobatic, twisting left and right, and finally fell to the ground with a chirp from the tree. It was so dizzy after the fall that it couldn't get up for a long time.

Mosso was a little confused when he saw the operation of the little white bird. He was stunned for a moment, suppressed his laughter, put the grilled fish back into the rattan bag, and stretched out his hand to lift the little white bird from the ground.

The little white bird saw Mosuo's sinful hand reaching towards him in a trance, and was frightened.

"Tweet! (Don't come here~)"

A burst of white light flashed, and the little white bird turned into a big white bird again. Its tall body looked down at Mosuo, and its cute face tried to show a fierce expression.

But to Little White Bird's surprise, Mosso was not only not afraid this time, but instead punched him.

Mosso's fist passed through the little white bird's body as if it was hitting the air. The little white bird screamed in panic, and a burst of white light flashed, and the majestic big white bird turned into a petite little white bird again.

The little white bird showed its original shape and lay directly on the ground, covering its head and face with its two wings, shivering.

"Tweet! (Don't hit me! Don't hit me!)"

Mosso looked at the little white bird with interest and stretched out his hand to lift it up.

"Tweet~(Ah, no, no, no!)"

The little white bird screamed loudly, and then fainted.

Mosuo looked at the useless little white bird in his palm and felt speechless.

He had previously speculated about the little white bird's character and how to deal with it, but it turned out that this thing was so cute and cute that Mo Suo couldn't deal with it.

……

When the little white bird opened its eyes leisurely, it was already dark, and in front of it was a figure sitting in front of the fire, stretching out his hand to flip the grilled seafood in the fire.

The little white bird was very scared and subconsciously wanted to run away, but found that he was tied up with a cane and could not move.

The little white bird was even more scared.

Is he going to roast me?It must be!He would sprinkle me with salt, cumin, and chili powder if it was spicy, and he would grill me until I was sizzling, crispy, and golden...

Woohoo!

The little white bird was a little greedy and cried.

Mosuo noticed the movement around him, turned his head and saw that the little white bird was sobbing.

Mosso raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I'm just asking you some questions. I hope you answer me truthfully."

The little white bird nodded its head like garlic, and answered whatever was asked. It was a man who knew everything and kept talking, pretending to be an honest little bird.

After asking, Mosuo was very satisfied. He untied the little white bird, threw him a roasted razor clam, and began to think silently.

According to the little white bird, it used to be a member of a maritime circus and was responsible for a project that included flying and jumping.

But once when they were performing, they encountered pirates at sea. The pirates looted the ship, but they were still looking for something, so they wanted to hold the captain hostage and question them.

But the captain had already taken out the thing and wanted to destroy it. The pirate quickly promised a lot of conditions, but the captain ignored it and directly fed the thing to the little white bird next to him.

There are many loopholes in the whole story, and there may be other hidden secrets, but with the little white bird's mind, it is good to be able to remember these, and Mosso is not interested in it either.

However, according to the little white bird's recollection, the thing was a cyan, round fruit with strange patterns. The pirates said it was worth hundreds of millions of beliries.

It tastes terrible, like excrement.

Fruit?Bailey?Unpalatable?

Mosuo heard something in his heart. The image of this fruit was very familiar to him as the second son, and he had even fantasized about it more than once.

Devil Fruit!

So in this way, this world is the world of One Piece?

But isn’t One Piece just a comic book?How could I be in a comic book?

Is this beaver?

Can you call old thief Oda out for a chat?

Mosso continued to ask what happened to the little white bird.

The little white bird said that the boat caught fire after that, and it could only jump into the sea. But as soon as it entered the sea, it felt that it had lost all its strength, and drifted with the sea in a daze, and arrived at this island.

The last person who could physically drift on the sea was Luffy with the aura of the protagonist. Is this little white bird so lucky?However, it is powerless when exposed to sea water, which is the drawback of Devil Fruit!

Mo Suo was a little excited, he actually came to the world of One Piece!What time is it now?Where is Luffy?What can I do...

The tongues of fire danced in the fire, like Mosuo's excited heart. He stared at the fire and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"How incredible and wonderful this is!"