Pirates: Going out to sea? Cultivate to the Mahayana stage first

Sure enough, men still have a bit of evil taste.

......

"Brother-in-law, shall we rest here tonight?" Nami suddenly showed a bright smile to An Nuo, stretched out her fingers and slid them gently beside her ears: "So, who are you going to practice dual cultivation with tonight?"

An Nuo looked at Makino in his arms, and the lady stood up all of a sudden, so fast that she even broke free from his arms.

"I can't. I can't."

Makino obviously understood what dual cultivation meant. He shook his head rapidly like a rattle, fearing that in the next second it would be confirmed that he was the one doing dual cultivation tonight.

My legs are still red.

After singing and dancing just now, she finally understood one thing: there is a big difference between dreams and reality.

At least in her dreams, she could fight An Nuo on equal terms, but in reality, she was beaten unilaterally. This was also the reason why the lady gradually compromised.

"No double training tonight. I will tutor you guys."

Annuo had just taken away the lady's essence, and he had to digest it well tonight. He also wanted to take this opportunity to meet Khalifa's secretary in his dream.

During this time, he developed a new ability in his dreams.

In fact, it can’t be considered as developing a new ability, but because after his breakthrough in cultivation, he can now enter the dreams of many ordinary people at once, which greatly helps him in collecting intelligence.

To give an analogy, he could only enter the dreams of ten people in one night before, but now that his cultivation has improved and the ability of his fruit has increased, he can enter the dreams of hundreds of people in one night.

This greatly increases the speed of collecting intelligence.

Apart from talking about love with his wife as necessary, what An Nuo did most during these few nights was collecting intelligence from the East China Sea.

The follow-up to the attack on the Celestial Dragons has not yet ended.

Saint Charmaco was obviously enraged and mobilized all intelligence agencies except CP0 to investigate the whereabouts of those who attacked him.

CP9 also has a spot.

In other words, as long as Miss Khalifa is willing, she can easily get this spot.

An Nuo wants to find a suitable reason for her.

It just so happens that the intelligence collection on Khalifa has been almost completed during this period.

A net big enough to wrap her up has slowly been spread out. However, according to Annuo's view of the intelligence, he is not a liar, but a master of dreams with a glorious image.

Otherwise, it would be a fantasy for Khalifa's wish to be fulfilled.

Because, what she has been investigating is actually the World Government she has always been loyal to, and the Celestial Dragons behind it.

"Ms. Kalifa, here I come..."

Anno murmured.

Chapter 62: Khalifa, the Secretary's Dream

The Seven Cities of Water.

It is a famous place in the whole world.

Eight hundred years ago, a warship named "Pluto" was built by shipbuilding technicians on the island.

Carrera Corporation.

The mayor here is called Iceberg, and he is also one of the disciples of the legendary shipwright Tom.

Inside the mayor's office.

A beautiful blonde in a hip skirt and gold-rimmed glasses pushed up her glasses and reported the work on the workbook one by one. Then she looked at the man sitting in the seat and asked, "Mr. Iceberg, is there anything else you need?"

Bingshan didn't even raise his head, writing with the pen in his hand intermittently: "It's okay, Kalifa, you can go out first."

As the high heels left with the sound of clattering shoes, Bingshan slowly raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

The secretary's charm made him lose interest in his work. However, the special nature of his position and identity made Bingshan very wary.

Even towards Miss Khalifa, who had become his secretary a few years ago due to her abilities, he still maintained a certain degree of caution.

This one is a rose with thorns.

As the mayor's secretary, with her curvy figure, she is almost always dressed as a secretary, with black stockings, long legs, hip skirts, and gold-rimmed glasses. Even the slight movement of pushing up her glasses can cause quite a stir outside.

Even so, he had never heard of anyone who could take down this thorny rose.

"This is the latest intelligence. Destroy it after reading."

At the corner, a long-nosed carpenter quickly left a letter on Khalifa's workbook. The two figures crossed paths, like strangers, without any communication at all.

She returned to her room, poured a glass of wine, took off her black pointed high heels, slowly removed the black fishnet stockings on her legs, and quickly changed into cool clothes.

"Celestial Dragons? The Revolutionary Army, as expected, has caused some trouble again." Kalifa shook her head and looked at the contents of the letter, her eyes calm. She was a very charming woman, her eyes were dark and deep, revealing a mysterious charm, her eyes were sharp and keen, as if she could see through everything.

The gold-rimmed glasses make her eyes look even brighter and more attractive, exuding a focused and determined temperament.

The black silk shirt she put on brought out her slender figure, exuding an elegant temperament and showing off her graceful figure to the fullest.

Her long eyebrows are like a sharp sword, staring ahead with confidence and decisiveness. Her calm expression and skillful manners show her elegance and professionalism as a secretary.

The whole person exudes an inviolable aura, as if she is the queen of the modern city, elegant yet sharp.

The letter contained a transfer order.

Spy organizations, even CP9, have to be dispatched by the Celestial Dragons. Their pig-headed boss Spandam, who inherited his father's job, doesn't care what his subordinates are doing, and doesn't even think about whether their undercover missions are suitable for being dispatched.

Khalifa pushed her glasses, tore up the letter, and opened her closet, which was full of stockings. This was her hobby.

People always need some hobbies to cultivate their sentiments. Khalifa's hobby is collecting these stockings and high heels. Every time she goes out and comes back, she will change a set, and even wear a new set when she sleeps.

Lying in bed.

I fell asleep quickly.

This dream caused her to have a slight stress reaction.

Khalifa's family members are somewhat special. All the living family members are members of CIPHER POL.

My sister Alpha works at CP8, and my father Lasky is now one of the senior executives of CIPHER POL.

She was born with qualifications and strength, and after hard training since childhood, she joined CP9 based on her strength.

However, before she trained hard and decided to join CP9, she was actually a carefree girl in a country in the West Sea, where she had childhood playmates and a grandmother who loved her.

The Kingdom of West West Wali.

To this day, Khalifa still remembers the name and even knows where it is.

However, when she was five years old, a group of slaves, villains, and pirates landed on the island. She still remembered the flames rising to the sky and the constant shouting of killing.

Khalifa's memories of that day were mostly fragmentary. She only remembered that she fainted at the very end. When she woke up, she found herself and Alpha on a small boat, with their father Lasky standing next to them.

Khalifa asked about her grandmother and Sisivali, and when she said the word, she was immediately scolded by her father.

He said grandma had passed away a long time ago.

There is no such country in the world.

After Lasky's brainwashing, sister Alpha easily accepted this fact. But Kalifa did not. She hid all her emotions in her heart, worked hard to practice, joined CIPHER POL, and joined CP9.

However, when Khalifa went to investigate what happened, she was completely stunned.

Sisivalli.

It's like it was removed from this world, with no news from us.

But Khalifa did not give up.

As long as she keeps climbing up, she believes that one day she will know the truth of that day.

.....

"Grandma, grandma, where are you?!"

The moment Khalifa opened her eyes, she felt as if she were there in person. The big house in her memory was now burning, and a short girl was stumbling and crying.

This, this is...

Kalifa's eyes widened.

"How is it, familiar?"

The voice came from the darkness. Khalifa turned her head alertly and subconsciously assumed a fighting stance, which was the subconscious stance of a spy agent.

"Who are you?" Kalifa frowned.

An Nuo smiled. He had been preparing for a long time to weave this dream. Finally, he found a survivor of the incident. After understanding the other party's memory, he adapted it and presented everything.

of course.

The most difficult thing is to use the power of the Dream-Dream Fruit to bring Kalifa into a dream.

After all, the secretary is now in the Seven Water City of the Grand Line.

He put a lot of effort into it.

"Keep reading, isn't this the memory you've been waiting for for so long?" Anno just stood there quietly without saying a word. Although Kalifa had many doubts in her heart, she found that she could do nothing now.

She had already vaguely guessed something in her heart.

There is only one possibility for such a strange ability.

The man in front of me is a devil fruit user, and I should be affected by his devil fruit ability now.

Obviously, as an agent of CIPHER POL and a member of the elite organization CP9, her vision is naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.

Chapter 63: An Event Similar to the Valley of Gods

As the powerful class that rules this world, the Celestial Dragons are as disgusting as they can be. They treat ordinary human lives as worthless and will dispose of anyone they don't like at will.

Slavery activities are not prohibited in this world, and the biggest slave owners are the Celestial Dragons. In other words, the Celestial Dragons are the biggest slave owners in this world.

The Celestial Dragons have a tradition of choosing an island that is not a member country to carry out "hunting activities" every three years.

Slaves, pirates, criminals and other extremely vicious people were all thrown onto the island, and massacred along with the island's indigenous residents.

The winner will gain status, wealth, and a powerful devil fruit.