One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

The storm came and went quickly, but within a short time, the heavy dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The ferocious sea has returned to a peaceful scene that embraces all things, and the waves spread a gleaming light under the midday sun.

On the Evil Blade pirate ship, the remaining pirate sailors consciously cleaned up the corpses. The deck was washed clean and smooth by the heavy rain. Only the broken wooden ship's pole could vaguely show the intensity of the battle just now.

"Lord Zoron, we still have about ten nautical miles to reach Gula Island." A strong man reported diligently to the black-haired boy sitting on the bow.

"I've already seen it."

Looking at the tiny hub of the island at the end of the sea, Zoren nodded lightly, took out a cigarette from a pack of cigarettes, and lit it with the lighter handed over by the sailor.

I have been in this world for a few years, but I have never had the opportunity to touch cigarettes. It is really frustrating for people who were smokers in my previous life.

After exhaling slightly, Zoren put out the smoke. Two years of study and special training have made him very indifferent to cigarettes and alcohol, which have strong smells and anesthetizing effects on the body's nerves.

It was just a matter of entertainment. Now the island in the mission was right in front of him, and no one knew what was waiting for him.

While he was thinking about something inexplicably, the voice of the scouting sailor came to Zoron's ears: "Lord Zoron! There is a situation not far ahead - it is a small raft, and there are people on it!"

"Small raft?" Zoron was slightly startled when he heard the familiar keyword content, and then gave an order to the investigators: "Go to the position of the small raft first."

Compared with the speed of the small raft, the speed of the pirate ship is much faster (to be honest, can it be treated as a ship?), and it quickly closes the distance with it.

Zoron stood up at the bow and looked out. When he saw the person on the small raft clearly, he couldn't help but nodded as if to confirm. It was indeed one of the newcomers in the training camp, a blond boy named Trilos.

When the pirate ship passed by the small raft, Trilos on the raft finally realized it. He quickly changed from his original lying posture to a vigilant fighting posture, and shot his vigilant eyes towards the ship.

Then, while he maintained his posture as if he was facing an enemy, Zoren, who was sitting at the bow of the ship, waved his hand and said hello like a normal greeting: "Hi."

……

"Monkey Zoron, I didn't expect it was really you!"

Trilos, who came to the pirate ship, looked at Zoren who looked like the boss of the pirate group, with a look of stunned expression on his face.

"This is the sea area near the mission island. Is it abnormal for me to come here? It's you - how did you end up like this?" Zoron asked in surprise.

In fact, the word "miserable" can only be used to describe the Trilos in front of him. Compared with before the mission started, it doesn't matter that the clothes on his body are extremely dirty, and his energy and energy have dropped significantly, otherwise he would not be as good as Newcomers who pass the training camp test are so slow to react that they don't even know a pirate ship is approaching.

"Don't mention it." Trilos smiled bitterly, and then said in an extremely hungry voice, "Is there anything to eat?! Zoron, please give me something to eat, as I owe you a favor!"

"Forget the favor, there -" Zoron pointed towards the bag containing dry food and fresh water. The next moment, Trilos rushed over there, quickly opened the bag, tore and gnawed the dry food into Gag in mouth.

"How long has this guy been hungry?"

Zoran twitched the corner of his mouth, and seemed to see his final fate from Trilos if he stayed on the raft.

Looking back now, I realize that the supplies only provided three days of dry food and not even fresh water. This was a complete deception.

After wolfing down the dry food for several people and filling a bottle of fresh water, Trilos breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally came to life. I thought I would starve to death on the raft."

"You're pretty lucky." Zoron shrugged. If he encountered a storm or a pirate group's ship later, he probably wouldn't have enough life to die.

"By the way, how did you get this pirate ship?"

"I encountered it at sea and snatched it away."

"..." Trilos was silent for a moment, looked Zoren up and down, and after noticing that the rich aura on his body was a bit stronger than before the mission, he sighed helplessly: "It's really you."

In response, Zoren smiled faintly and said nothing more.

He had heard so many expressions of admiration and admiration like this in the training camp, and it no longer mattered to him. His goals, vision and ambition are no longer limited to the training camp level.

Gullah Island. It is located in the East China Sea, close to the great waterway. Due to the harsh and changeable climate in the nearby waters, there are no villages or towns nearby. As a result, few merchant ships pass through here, and the relevant data and information records are very lacking.

In addition, when the ship docked, Zoran, who was extremely sensitive, quickly noticed something was wrong. Even on the ship that was constantly approaching the coast, his own gravity was also increasing slightly.

The closer you get to the island, the more gravity increases until you reach the coast and it's nearly double the original gravity.

"What's going on?" Zoron frowned and looked at the other people on the deck. Compared to him and Trilos who had undergone intensive training, the pirate sailors were more uncomfortable with this.

"Sure enough, this is the devil's domain!"

One of the sailors, who was kneeling on the deck and was pulled by gravity, screamed with a pale face.

"What do you know? Tell me quickly." Zoren walked over quickly, held the collar of the sailor and lifted the sailor up.

"I, I don't know either!" the pirate sailor said fearfully: "I just heard rumors that this island is the domain of demons. If you step on it casually, you will lose your way and you will never get out until you die!"

"Devil's realm?"

After hearing the rubbish message and shaking his head in boredom, Zoren threw aside the sailor in his hand, turned around and looked around. He could see the dense virgin forest vegetation covering the huge island, stretching to the other side with no end in sight.

After Wei Wei thought about it, he could only treat it more vigilantly.

As for the devil's realm, this is simply a joke for the ignorant - the reason why the island changes gravity may be related to geology, climate or magnetic field. From geography books, there are countless new worlds in the second half of the Great Line, not to mention Gravity Island, even Lightning Strike Island, Ice and Fire Island, Giant Turtle Island, etc.

"Zorun, do you want to enter the mission island now?" Trilos asked Zoren, obviously based on his opinion.

Since the task is non-competitive, it is only natural that the most powerful person is the leader.

"Of course, we must first explore the situation on the mission island, and it is very likely that someone new has entered before us." Zoren pondered, and the figure of Lu Qi flashed through his mind.

That guy must have entered the island long ago.