The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

Hainan calendar, February 1494, 4. .

Crash, clatter... Under the bright sunshine, the pages of the book were turning endlessly.

The gorgeous throne that used to be used to show the majesty of God has turned into a library-like existence... The spacious place on the left and right sides is filled with piles of books.

The person who lives in the heart of the throne is a cute boy with a slightly childish face... At his age, coupled with the rapid page turning like "playing", those who are not familiar with it will only regard it as a child's game when he is bored.

But for the insider Yemo who was waiting quietly, there was only awe.

Crash...the sound of turning pages stopped, and Yamo who placed the next book returned to its original position without saying a word.

It has been almost three days: this new god is so efficient that it suffocates all the temple members...or, in other words, makes the entire holy land go crazy.

In these three days... he summoned all the clergy and recorded their appearance, names, positions and even personal hobbies.

He unilaterally crushed the only priest Yifu without using his abilities.

He counted all the belongings in the Holy Land's treasury.

He checked all the military supplies in the Holy Land Equipment Depot.

He...wait.

As for anything or anyone related to the temple... he inquired, understood and investigated everything in detail.

Now... he is looking through all the account books and material transaction records from the beginning of Bika's foreign trade to a month ago.

"Should I remind you..."

Yemo silently picked up his pocket watch and glanced at the time... There were only 58 minutes left before the opening ceremony of the trial site.

This ceremony is really important... The previous god's force when he left led to the current situation.

Except for the members of the temple, everyone in Bika needs an explanation...why the divine position was "definitely determined": especially this kind of default decision, which violates the rules left by the ancestors.

"... "

After thinking again and again, Yemo opened his mouth but still did not dare to speak... It was true that the god in front of him was too serious and focused.

Of course Reg also noticed the way Yemo hesitated to speak...but he didn't have the time to pay attention to it.

He needs to complete the duties of "god" before the trial ceremony begins, and then act as the master.

is it possible?Of course it's possible!

His six-year career as an agent on Tallinn Island not only gave him strong physical skills... but also gave him an agile mind: writing, psychology, local customs, intelligence collection, management and other subjects, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is all-encompassing. .

If you want to be a hands-off shopkeeper, you must understand everything around you...and be familiar with the corresponding things, so that you will not be ignored.

Although this "overhead" is nothing compared to his personal force value... it will even collapse with a slight blow.

But this is not what Reg wants... What he wants is a stable rear area.

After all, Bika Island is the first large-scale force he acquired... As long as there is no problem here, he can weave a "spider" to cover this huge sea of ​​clouds.

Crash, clatter... Papers were flying, and time was running fast: there were only 10 minutes left before the trial ceremony started.

Squeak, squeak...the unique air compression sound of combat boots from far to near.

The divine soldiers guarding the gate of the temple completed a standard salute to the visitor... After Yves nodded slightly in response, he continued to move forward.

"How...how inhuman do you want to be?"

Yves' face looked a little complicated as he walked forward... Today is the opening day of the Holy Land.

There was already a huge crowd outside the temple...it would be an understatement to say that the entire island was mobilized.

If it weren't for the divine soldiers maintaining order outside, I'm afraid... some Skaya people would have rushed in to see the new god's face.

So far, they have not announced to the public that the new god is from Qinghai, and he is a little guy between a child and a teenager: because this is the order given by Reg.

"How will you...appease the anger of the Skaya people?"

In front of the red carpeted steps, Yifu was about to kneel down on one knee... when he saw Yemo shake his head slightly.

Bang...the last ledger was closed, and Reg, who closed his eyes, remained motionless.

Yemo and Yifu looked at each other again, and they nodded slightly and chose to wait.

Hua Hua Hua... In the main hall where you can hear a needle drop, you can vaguely hear the "mountain roaring and tsunami" coming from outside the temple.

What happens next is almost predictable... massacre, repression, or the almost impossible: recognition in terms of communication.

10, 9, 8... With only 12 minutes left before 5 o'clock, Reg finally opened his eyes.

"Commander Yemo, go do what you should do...Priest Yifu, are you ready?"

Reg didn't feel any fatigue when he got up... There was no physical fatigue in the elemental state, only energy and mental consumption.

With ample supply of food, Reg, who has a vigorous soul... not only did not worry about it, but also enjoyed it very much: because he found the training method that best suited him.

Reg, who can multi-task, has used the golden staff to open and close the thunder drum countless times in the past few days... Every time he closes the thunder drum, the energy in his body will transform from gentle to violent.

What Reg took advantage of was a few seconds of this transformation process... like the oil seller's miraculous trick: the oil goes in through the money hole, but the money doesn't get wet.

The answer is simple...nothing but familiarity.

One time is not enough, then a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times... One day, he will be truly familiar with the power in his body, and he will be able to accurately control the discharge even if he picks up the thunder drum.

At present, Reg's small goal is... to first control the 10% discharge error under the control of the thunder drum to within 1%.

Absolute 0% is something that cannot be pursued... Not just him, but anyone with a Devil Fruit ability, there is no way that the energy in the body does not have the slightest bit of "elasticity".

If this elasticity is lost, it means that the ability user encounters a sea tower stone, or falls into the sea... or even loses his life.

"is God."

"Things are ready, God."

Yemo and Yifu knelt down on one knee at the same time, looking reserved.

"Okay, let's go."

Hey... After finishing his words, Reg appeared behind Yves.

Yifu stood up and his body tensed up even more... At this speed, he couldn't react at all.

"Terrible power..."

Yemo couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he watched the two people leave... Now he only hopes that the compatriots outside can be more sensible.

Otherwise, even if he opens the "Thorn Fence" outside the Trial Land... he cannot guarantee that there will be enough people to pass the test of the Trial Land and become the new three priests.

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