Chapter 34 Considerations for the Second Requirement
Aaron will absolutely slaughter all of you humans.
That's what Sam wanted to say before he died.
If Maud heard it, he might laugh out loud.
However, hearing Aaron's name from Sam's mouth surprised Maud.
Because the Dragon Pirates are in the East China Sea, and this is the West China Sea.
Could it be that he wanted to defect to Aaron, but ended up getting lost in the West Sea, and then was caught by humans?
Maud shook his head and thought no more.
Also at this moment, the body suddenly made a slight beeping sound, and then there was a slight change.
Maud sensed something, rolled up his sleeves, and the muscles on his arms were beginning to show, but they were still vain.
"It's obviously just a few words of information, but there is such a degree of benefit."
Maud was a little surprised and couldn't help but glance at Sam's body.
After all, he is a guy who can cut his way through the crowd with his physical fitness and amazing grip strength alone.
Not to mention anything else, in the case of serious injuries, not only can it support the present, but when he rushed over just now, although the speed was severely reduced, it was still not to be underestimated.
If he hadn't taken into account Sam's reaction earlier, and pulled his distance back in advance, he might have been approached by Sam after writing his name.
A murloc with strong physique like Sam, if he learns physical skills or murloc karate, his overall strength is estimated to be multiplied several times.
"This guy doesn't seem to be an ordinary murloc warrior. If you let him run away tonight, and then get together with the Evil Dragon Pirates... Maybe it will kill the straw hat pirates that have not yet formed in a few years. group."
Maud picked up the [Usopp] that he had just thrown aside.
The act of throwing the gun is actually a bit redundant. I originally thought it would have a little effect to let Sam relax his vigilance, but after all, there is no bullet in the gun.
However, Maud still somewhat admired Sam's decisiveness in just a few minutes.
It's a pity that fate has already marked the price in secret.
Even if Sam was lucky enough to escape from the auction house here, he could not escape the only destination—death.
At that time, even if Maud didn't shoot, he could kill Sam, who was unsteady and badly wounded, with a dagger alone.
Just because it's safer to shoot.
Since there is a more secure method, Maud will use the dagger when his brain is drawn.
If it is a long knife, maybe it can also be considered.
After all, an inch long and an inch strong, a long knife is much more reliable than a dagger.
Without staying long, Maud left the lane.
After a while, there was a fishy smell in the air.
When I came out tonight, Maud successfully captured three pirates and a murloc.
The considerable harvest made him decide to stop here, no longer go to the auction to join in the fun, but went straight back to the weapon shop.
"Evil Dragon Pirates..."
On the way back, because of Sam's unfinished words before his death, and the sweetness of Maud's first taste of murloc prey, it was inevitable that he began to think about it.
Just thinking about it for a while.
After all, the Evil Dragon Pirates are far away in the East China Sea. Furthermore, with his current strength, in the past it was purely for food delivery.
But the benefits of murlocs are indeed gratifying.
Of course, if it is just an ordinary murloc, it is estimated that there is no benefit.
As for murlocs like Sam, what Maud can think of are the Dragon Pirates in the East China Sea, the murloc island under the deep sea, and the shampoo that the murloc slaves supply more. Land Islands.
What's more embarrassing is that maybe when Maud can go to those places, maybe his strength has become strong enough to not need them.
On the way back to the weapons store, Maud deliberately took the route without lights, but unfortunately got lost.
In desperation, Maud could only honestly take the route of the top floor of the building, and then he returned to the weapon shop safely.
After returning, Maud gently walked into the bathroom.
He took off his mask and armband in the dark, put it on the sink, turned on the faucet, picked up the water and patted his face.
These camouflage things, he plans to deal with tomorrow.
Even if it needs to be used next time, it will only be remade with a different style.
"call……"
Maud wiped the water off his face and looked at the mirror in the dark, it was pitch black.
The physical requirements were already on the right track, and he began to consider whether to fill in the second requirement.
After the thought arises, followed by hesitation.
Knife technique, or physical technique?
Taking into account the physical skills, the first thing that Maud thinks of is the six types of the navy - shaving, iron block, paper painting, moon step, Lanjiao, finger gun.
As for swordsmanship, the most intuitive impression is Sauron's various brilliant swordsmanship, and the powerful aura of Hawkeye when he swipes the sword lightly.
In the former case, you have to learn the Six Forms before the [Physical Skills Requirement] can be effective.
In the latter case, it is possible to fill in the needs of [Cold Weapon] by clever means.
However, when the demand side expands, the experience gains obtained will be spread out.
It is a [passive] requirement like physique, and the income points obtained flow into many aspects such as strength, endurance, speed and so on.
If the second requirement is filled with a similar one, I am afraid that it is more expensive and not more expensive.
If you are a little more ruthless, you can also fill in the talent needs or something, but the talent is such a mysterious thing, and Maud does not want to take risks.
It is estimated that it will not be decided in a short time.
However, Maud is actually very clear that he is more inclined to the choice of swordsmanship, just because there are only a few grids required, so he has to choose carefully, and he will not make a decision so quickly.
The direction of his consideration is also very simple, that is, under the same conditions, the knife must be harder than the fist.
Another key point is the length.
When thinking about this, a picture appeared in Maud's mind.
The little stickman in Taishu was running around in the crowd, shaking out afterimages, and shouting: I can show your scalp numb.
The little stickman with swordsmanship directly took out a long and hard thing, and said disdainfully: Mine is longer than yours.
The topic ends here.
Maud's thoughts returned to reality.
"take it easy."
Habitually tell yourself not to worry.
As long as you are patient enough, success is actually not as difficult as you think.
pat.
The light came on suddenly.
Maud's eyelids flicked, and he saw Sonny's figure reflected in the mirror.
Sunny turned on the light.
Thinking too much, he didn't notice the movement of Sunny going downstairs.
Looking at Sunny in the mirror, Maud apologized, "Did you wake you up?"
Sunny shook her head, "I didn't sleep."
"It's already this time, you haven't slept yet?"
Maud was a little surprised.
Sunny suddenly stopped talking, but looked at the mask and armband on the sink.
Especially that mask, if you don't look carefully, you might think it's Arthur's work mask.
Seeing Sunny looking at the mask and armband, Maud turned around and blocked Sunny's line of sight without a trace, while changing the subject and teasing:
"You haven't slept so late, are you waiting for me to come back?"
"right."
Sunny seemed to lack the subtlety she should have as a girl, and nodded to admit it.
Maud was stunned for a moment, then laughed and joked: "Oh my god, you probably like me."
Sonny rolled him a quick glance and walked straight to the kitchen.
"I'm hungry, make me something to eat, and make one more by the way. Sol may be back later."
"You go first, I'll come later."
Maud smiled and came down, ready to take the mask and armband to the upstairs room first.
..........
Mad Hatter auction venue.
The black smoke had dissipated, and the scene was messy.
The gangster Becky was surrounded by a gang of men, holding a half-eaten Devil Fruit in his hand.
Because of the indescribable taste, his facial features were slightly distorted.
In front of his feet, lay a middle-aged man who was shot several times.
"Becky!"
The middle-aged man struggled to raise his head, glared at Becky, and said, "A guy like you who started his life with bootleg wine..."
Becky looked at the middle-aged man coldly while swallowing the other half of the Devil Fruit.
