The middle-aged man is Jeep, the child is Yamaji, and this is the world of the pirate king.
After discovering these, Zhang Yang suddenly became overwhelmed.
Jeep is such a shrewd man. Seeing Zhang Yang's face changing over there, he immediately guessed something and said, "Boy, do you recognize me?"
Jeep's voice is very hoarse. After all, he lost a leg to protect Shanzhi and withstood numerous waves. It's normal to be hoarse after starving for so long.
"Red foot Jeep." Zhang Yang was awakened by Jeep's words, looked at Jeep, nodded and said.
"Sure enough." Jeep kept his expression unchanged and continued: "Do we have any grudges?"
"No revenge." Zhang Yang shook his head: "I just heard of you. The legendary figure who entered the great route for a year and still retreated all over, fought with kicking skills, kicked his opponent's blood five feet, and his feet were dyed red with blood."
"Hehe, that's all in the past." Jeep was silent, but the implication was inexpressible loneliness.
"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded, "There is only one leg left, and I can't fight anymore."
"Yes."
Jeep took a look at his empty trousers. The fracture position had been soaked for too long. There was no pain, but it was a little swollen.
"Is it to save the child?" Zhang Yang sat beside Yamaji, fumbled on his body for a moment, and turned out a sharp bone cutter from his waist.
The position of this knife is very dangerous. If it deviates a little further, Shanzhi can enjoy his old age in the New Demon Paradise.
"Give the knife back to the child," said Jeep. "Stay on an island with me. This knife is the child's courage."
"Just borrow his courage to be brave first." Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly: "I am a young man with no strength to tie the chicken. It takes a lot of courage to face the famous red foot Jeep."
"It's up to you." Jeep nodded and asked, "This island is so desolate. How did you end up on this island?"
"I also want to know about that." Zhang Yang shook his head: "I clearly stayed at home well. Who knows how I fainted at once, and came here when I woke up again."
"Really?" Jeep nodded after hearing the words, and did not continue to ask.
Jeep knows that many people will be sentenced to exile when they execute the enemy, that is, they will be left to fend for themselves on an isolated island.
After thinking about this, Jeep didn't mean to ask any more questions. Instead, he turned to a topic: "What's stuck in your head?"
"This?" Zhang Yang pointed to the pencil on his temple.
"Hmm." Jeep nodded.
"Pencil." Zhang Yang turned his head and pointed the lead of the pencil squarely at Zhepu.
"What do you mean?" Zhepu asked curiously when he saw how strange Zhang Yang was.
"This is called 'Bi Shi'. I've never seen a pencil before. I despise you."
"..." Jeep said silently, "I have seen pencils, but I have never heard of such a pencil barrel."
The publicity that has already gradually accepted this kind of setting has rippled again because of the words of Jeep.
"Blame me?" Is it not that I want to put a pencil in my head again?
Why a pencil?
"Ma Dan, why is it a pencil?" Zhang Yang collapsed.
If you want to insert it, you should also cross the super power suppressor with a pink ball!
"Suppressor!"
His open eyes suddenly lit up, and he rolled back to the back of the big stone that had just escaped the wind and waves in Jeep's surprised eyes.
"What's wrong with this kid?" Jeep was puzzled.
Zhang Yang hid behind the stone, folded his hands and said, "Qi Mu Nanxiong is on top, please bless the pencil on my head is a golden finger suppressor."
"Forerunners, please bless me to drive to the golden finger of Niuyi."
"Here is the treasure of ancient relics, wishing the seduction of female stars."
Because he didn't know who to worship, Zhang Yang finally reached out his trembling hand and grasped the Chinese pencil inserted in his temple after a disorderly nonsense.
Just as he said that he would pluck up his courage, Zhang Yang suddenly stopped and put his hands together again: "The Chinese pencil is on top, bless me to open a golden finger. Zhang Yang will certainly repay."
Even after paying homage to the Chinese pencil, Zhang Yang finally made up his mind and grabbed the Chinese pencil at the temple with his right hand.
Recite "One, two, three" in your heart, and show your strength by clenching your teeth, stamping your feet, and being cruel.
"Puff!"
Zhang Yang heard a slight sound, and a Chinese pencil of model 2b was pulled from his head by Zhang Yang.
At that moment, Zhang Yang suddenly felt his brain was light and agile, and at the same time, a hot feeling slowly moved from his temple to his heart. And with the beating of the heart, it flows all over the body.
One minute, two minutes... ten minutes.
As time went by, Zhang Yang felt that he was warm all over, as if he were sitting in a glass sunny room.
The brain is light and agile.
The body is warm.
The chest is burning.
Several different feelings give publicity to different feelings.
This feeling
Ice and fire
Zhang Yang reached out and touched his fiery chest. In a moment, a series of characters flashed before his eyes. The next moment, Zhang Yang knew the details of this ability.
Demon fruit, mathematical ability.
"What a wonderful ability."
Zhang Yang is unable to complain, but opens his hand to look at the pencil in his hand.
Unplug this pencil, and you will have this ability, which is equivalent to eating a devil fruit.
"So what if I plug it in again?"
Zhang Yang looked at the sharp tip of the pencil, but he didn't have the courage to insert it back into his temple.
"... Eh?"
Zhang Yang suddenly froze at the thought of this.
I pulled out the pencil that was inserted in my head and brought out such a long nib. In other words, now I have a hole in my head?
"God, don't do that."
Zhang Yang collapsed, but still held out his hand with a glimmer of hope.
A little
A little
Little by little, Zhang Yang finally touched his right temple. It was flat and neat, and there was no place to insert the pencil back.
"Ah..." He let out a moan, and finally he was relieved.
It seems that this pencil is the key to your ability. Since the ability is opened, the key is useless, so there is not even a keyhole.
The pencil was put into his pocket casually, and Zhang Yang strongly suppressed his excitement. He closed his fists to his waist, and then his brain began to rotate.
The final strength of the right fist=the strength of the left fist+the strength of the right fist
An equation is formed in the mind.
The equation holds when the values on both sides of the equal sign are equal.
This is the time for publicity.
"Drink." Zhang Yang gently squeezed out a soft drink from the deep throat, and his brain controlled the human body's central spirit level while fully wielding his fists.
At the moment of Zhang Yang's fist swing, Zhang Yang's left hand, which was ready to start, suddenly relaxed and made inertia movement on the left.
At the same time, the publicity of the right fist suddenly became unusually powerful, and the publicity of the original curtilage man's physique showed the momentum of a black dragon going out to sea.
"Bang!"
The big stone in front of him was gathered with a loud right fist.
"Susu."
There was only a slight sound. Zhang Yang was beaten by the huge waves in front of him without moving a penny. The huge stone that protected Zhang Yang's life fell down a piece of debris.
"Ouch, not bad." Zhang Yang picked up the debris on the ground, his mouth grinning like he wanted to eat people.
You know, this stone has been hit by the huge waves. If there are any moving broken stones on it, they will be knocked off by the waves.
Therefore, Zhang Yang fused the strength of two fists into his habitual hand, and smashed a small piece of the stone with one blow.
Although it is only a small piece, publicity is no longer beautiful.
In the original world, who can smash a stone by hand?
But now, Zhang Yang has done it.
Zhang Yang smiled with satisfaction and said to himself, "This golden finger sounds good. It not only gains the ability of devil fruit, but also gains the blood of the pirate king world."
The blood of the pirate king world?
As the name suggests, the blood of the world of the Pirates means that Zhang Yang has the same body genes as other people in the world of the Pirates.
You should know that in the original world, even the most powerful weightlifter, the world record of clean and jerk is only 263kg, which is the physical limit of the original world.
In the world of the Pirate King, the limit is 263kg
Meow, meow, meow?
Just looking at the huge dumbbells Sauron used in the early exercise on the ship, you should have a little bit of b counting in your mind.
Therefore, the blood of the world of One Piece King is the most basic condition for publicizing and developing the body.
If not
Just think of Krokdahl, who was hammered into a dog by Lufei after his fruit ability was restrained.
As for the feeling of lightness in the brain, Zhang Yang couldn't understand what was going on.
Maybe it is a calculus paper used to assist mathematical fruits in equation calculation.
When Zhang Yang thought of this, he was relieved.
