Pirates: Knowledge is power

Having vented his grievances, Dram sat on Bugin's back, his calm look completely different from the way he had been chasing Bugien before.

Dram sat on Bujin's back. After calming down, he remembered the other person's identity. He was the grandson of the old man of the village chief.

They had met a few days ago, when he was sending the village chief back.

The guy in the Marine Lieutenant Commander's outfit.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Bujin, who was sitting under Dram, had a bruised nose and face, his head was swollen like a pig's head, and his thick sausage lips made it difficult for him to speak clearly.

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of Bugien's mouth, Dram glanced around.

Seeing the four wild boars piled up in the yard, Dram also knew the purpose of Bugien's visit.

Drum rubbed his temples and said, "I understand, say hello to the old man for me."

After saying that, he stood up from Bujin, dragged two wild boar tails with one hand, and walked towards the woods.

When Bugin stood up, Dram had already disappeared before his eyes.

He didn't say a word, and he was even beaten up.

Bujin sat on the ground dejectedly, knowing that he had no chance today.

After all, Dram no longer knows where he went.

I had no choice but to return with a wounded face, ready to come back tomorrow.

In the woods, Durham hung four wild boars on a tree.

Because the wild boars were not dead yet and had just fainted before, Dram hung several wild boars on the trees and then struggled wildly, kicking their hooves wildly.

Even Drum accidentally got kicked.

Drum was not surprised by this. He knocked off the pig's hoof marks on his body. He took out a dagger and skillfully cut the wild boar's neck.

As a result, the wild boar barked even more ferociously, and the sharp pig cry could be heard throughout the forest.

Then Dram used his dagger to slice open the second, third, and fourth wild boar.

The screams of the four wild boars echoed in the forest, which can be said to be very noisy.

Not long after, the four wild boars slowly lost their struggle due to excessive blood loss. The ground under the tree was dyed red with pig blood, and the smell of blood with rust floated in the surrounding air.

After seeing that the wild boar was almost dead, Dram took a knife and peeled off the bloody and hairy pig skin.

Wild boar skin is not very tasty, and is somewhat similar to cowhide, very chewy.

It's not very qualified for making food, but in this remote place, there are still many people using this kind of fur to make clothes, and they can still be sold for two yuan in the market.

Drum is not short of this little money. After all, with his means, he can't look down on these Baileys.

When the blood of the pig is almost gone, and all the hair and skin are shaved off, most of what is left on the wild boar is lean meat.

Drum skillfully opened the mouth on the boar's belly.

He picked out the internal organs and bones and threw them into a basin nearby.

The dagger made two circles around the pig's trotter, and Drum easily removed the pig's trotter.

Wild boar meat has a strange smell, and Dram doesn't like eating it, but it's not a waste to make dried meat to feed the mountain king.

After dismantling all the wild boars, Drum went to the cold storage and pulled out a Neptune species.

This sea king is more than twenty meters long and weighs at least several thousand kilograms. It is all made into dried meat, and the quantity is also very objective.

Next, Drum skillfully dismantled the Neptunes again and divided the remaining Neptunes into pieces of meat of different sizes.

Because he was very familiar with the process, Dram didn't take much time after completing this.

He walked into the wooden house nearby, took out the iron hook, hoisted the pieces of meat up one by one, and then hung them on the roof of the wooden house.

The walls of the wooden house were dark and covered with traces of smoke.

This wooden house is a smokehouse built by Drum himself, for the purpose of smoking a large amount of meat.

He has built two such smokehouses in total. The two smokehouses can process nearly 5,000 kilograms of meat in one use.

Drum can also get thousands of kilograms of dried meat at a time.

After putting all the meat into the house for smoking, Dram stretched out on the open ground and walked straight to the cellar.

Speaking of dried meat, we have to mention the mountain king that Delam brought back before.

Drum didn't remember the specific time. He knew that he had slept for a long time, but the Mountain King had stayed in the cellar for such a long time. Could it be that the Mountain King would lose control of his mouth and keep eating until he strangled himself to death?

Just in case, Drum decided to take a look in the cellar.

Opening the cellar door, Dram walked down the stairs, but did not see the mountain king at the first moment.

Drum continued walking inside, and finally saw the Mountain King from the corner of the cellar.

I saw the Mountain King lying on his back in a pile of dried meat, with his round belly exposed unprepared.

If Drum hadn't known that no one else would come to the cellar, he would have immediately thought it was a murder scene.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to sniff under the Mountain King's nose.

Well, confirmed to be alive.

Pulling out the dried meat that had not been swallowed by Sanwang, Drum confirmed that Sanwang just fell asleep after eating, and there was nothing wrong with him at all.

But looking at the mountain king's round belly, Drum's hands felt itchy.

He stretched out his hand and patted the mountain king's belly. The crisp sound, coupled with the plush feel, was extremely comfortable, and Drum instantly fell in love with this feeling.

But the mountain king was still too vigilant. After Dram patted his belly, he woke up immediately.

He bared his teeth and grinned, his green face and red eyes full of alertness.

Until he saw Dram standing aside, waving hello to him.

His original alertness was gone in an instant, his expression relaxed, he fell straight to the ground and fell asleep again.

Drum was a little embarrassed and patted the Mountain King's belly again.

As a result, the Mountain King didn't react at all this time. He scratched his belly with his fingers, and then in a daze, he picked up a piece of dried meat from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing the mountain king eating dried meat in his sleep, Dram was speechless.

"..."

Seeing that the mountain king fell asleep again, Dram was helpless. What should he do with the monkey he picked up?

You can't kill it and make it into jerky, right?

Besides, the Mountain King is not weak either. With his potential, there is still a lot of room for growth.

In a few years, the Mountain King's strength might grow to the level of an emperor's deputy, or even an elite lieutenant general's combat power. By then, the Mountain King would also have a good combat power.

If Drum finds another powerful Devil Fruit for the Mountain King, he can also defeat weaker generals.

After the mountain king fell asleep again, Drum knew that it was not the time to wake him up, so he got up and left the cellar.

Since he couldn't wake him up, Drum's efforts were no longer in vain.

Back near the smokehouse, Drum sat on a tree stump. While paying attention to the situation in the smokehouse, he took out a book "Seven Days of Armed Color Awakening" from the system.