Sailing: I Open Treasure Chests in the Pirate World

If the "eldest brother" doesn't eat, he, as the younger brother, doesn't even dare to open his mouth.

Edward Teach was just a clay figure, so of course he didn't need to eat. He glanced indifferently at Weevil and gave the order directly.

"You can eat now!"

"Thank you brother!"

Weblton's face lit up with excitement. He grabbed a piece of sea monster roast meat and stuffed it into his mouth, finishing the large piece in just a few bites.

This guy not only inherited the monster's physique, but also its appetite.

With the combined efforts of Ian and Weevil, the mountain of food that had been prepared was completely cleared away.

Weevil lay on the ground, his stomach stuffed full of food, like a giant balloon.

Weibull, who had previously regained her "slim figure," seems to be experiencing a "weight rebound" after this meal.

Ian glanced at Edward Teach beside him.

The latter immediately got up and walked to Weevil's side.

Weeber, who was lying on the ground enjoying the bliss of being well-fed and watered, suddenly felt a shadow loom over him.

"Brother, brother?"

After several days of unilateral beatings.

Weebull has completely succumbed to Edward Teach's "iron fist".

"Brother" is not as gentle as "mother".

And the older brother's hits hurt much more than the mother's...

Weevil had forgotten what Ian had once told him.

Weebull couldn't understand such euphemistic expressions as "went to the sea."

However, there's Edward Teach, who's like an "older brother."

Weebull doesn’t miss Buckingham Stussy right now.

"Stop lying down, stand up, and keep fighting me."

Edward Teach gave a simple command.

Weebull dared not resist and obediently got up from the ground.

However, this time it was just a "post-meal digestive exercise".

Edward Teach didn't go too far.

During the training of Weibull.

Ian was also carefully observing the fighting style of this big, clumsy guy.

Their fighting style is straightforward, with virtually no fancy techniques; they fight entirely based on instinct and strength...

'That perfectly matches Weevil's intelligence level!'

Several thoughts flashed through Ian's mind.

Honestly.

Asking Weevil to do something fancy is really putting him in a difficult position.

This guy is suited to those simple, unpretentious fighting styles.

Ian immediately thought of what abilities would suit Weevil.

[Iron block]!

Weevil probably won't be able to master the other moves of the Six Styles.

However, the "Iron Block" that makes you stronger by getting hit is something Weevil could give a try.

Aside from physical skills.

Ian was also considering whether to give Weevil a Devil Fruit.

Weebull is now his subordinate.

As long as you don't run into the real Edward Newgate with the white beard.

Weevil has virtually no chance of rebelling.

Ian was quite confident about this.

without any exaggeration.

Ian has already come to regard Weevil as his loyal follower!

Since they are staunch supporters.

Then we naturally need to consider the issue of the opponent's strength improving.

However, if you want to improve a person's skill level in a short period of time.

The effects of Devil Fruits are undoubtedly the most immediate!

Ian took Weebull's personal qualities into consideration.

He instantly abandoned all sorts of Paramecia-type Devil Fruits.

As for the natural sciences and the animal sciences...

Both of these are actually quite suitable for Weevil.

Natural-type characters don't require in-depth development; they can make a name for themselves with their basic abilities alone.

Animal-type is even simpler and more direct; they are thick-skinned and tough, and are especially good at "sit-ups".

For a pirate like Weevil... whose "sacred nature remains unchanged".

Ian still thinks the animal type is more suitable.

He does possess several Zoan-type Devil Fruits.

There is also one Ancient Species fruit – the Tyrannosaurus Rex Fruit.

However, Ian still felt that these Devil Fruits were a bit "weak".

"Let's wait and see if we can encounter other top-tier Devil Fruits..."

"If it really suits them, Paramecia-type Devil Fruits aren't out of the question..."

A "post-meal digestion exercise" has come to an end.

Edward Teach then brought Weevil to Ian's side.

"captain."

Weevil glanced at his brother and whispered to Ian.

"captain."

"good."

Ian waved to Weevil, signaling him to follow him.

"We need to leave Changhuan Island now!"

"Oh……"

Weevil obediently followed behind Ian, all the way to the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's belly cabin.

Edward Teach gave Weebull his final order.

"Go and rest!"

"Okay brother!"

Weebull had been wanting to rest for a while.

Upon hearing Edward Teach's words, he immediately fell asleep, not caring where he was.

Just a few seconds.

The familiar snoring sound once again echoed within the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's body.

"It's so good to be young, you can fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow..."

Ian picked at his ear and walked directly to the head of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

He had long ago transformed the head of the 5.5-eyed white dragon into a "cockpit," which is also the location of his "captain's cabin."

Ian piloted the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, flapping his wings and soaring away from Long Ring Island.

Target—the Devil's Triangle!

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon flies at an extremely fast speed.

It didn't take long to fly from Changhuan Island all the way to the Devil's Triangle.

This is a special sea area filled with mist. The deep fog covers the entire sea, and the density of the fog is enough to block out the sunlight.

From a distance, it looked like a dark, devilish sea.

Ian rode the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, soaring through the sky, surveying the special sea area before him.

Eight-star Observation Haki, infused with the unique electromagnetic induction ability of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, surged from his body, penetrating into the Devil's Triangle ahead and continuing to penetrate deeper.

Ian caught one “sound” after another.

Rolling waves, lifeless reefs, sailing ships...

Just then, a clear and melodious piano sound entered Ian's Observation Haki.

Accompanying this was a very familiar piece of music at the beginning.

That's a timeless classic song known to countless pirates on the high seas—

Binks' Wine

"Yohohoho, yohohoho..."

Chapter 186 Mr. Brook, welcome to the Storm Pirates

Dragon wings parted the mist, and the blue-eyed white dragon traversed the deep fog of the Devil's Triangle.

The thick fog that blotted out the sky did not affect the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's flight in any way.

Before long, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon flew to the front of an old, dilapidated antique sailboat.

On the damaged deck of this historic antique sailing ship.

A white skeleton is leisurely playing a piano piece, the melodious music of "Binks' Wine" surrounding it and drifting away into the distance with the mist.

This skeleton playing the piano is none other than the future musician of the Straw Hat crew—

Nose Song Brook!

Ding ding ding—dong!

Brook, who was playing the piano, was suddenly startled to see a terrifying dragon peeking out from the mist.

"Dragon! Are my eyes broken? Even though I don't have eyes... Yohohoho!"

The blue-eyed white dragon flapped its wings, stirring up a gust of wind that dispersed the dust and miasma on the deck of the antique sailboat.

Even the nimble Brooke was nearly blown off the deck by the sudden gust of wind.

"No! No! Stop! I'm going to be blown away!"

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Brooke."

Ian's figure appeared atop the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's head, looking down at the skeleton on the deck below.

"I am Ian Adrian. Would you like to come up and talk?"

"Huh? A person? A human!"

Brooke was startled and let out a strange laugh.

"Yo ho ho ho! It really is a human!"

19 Brooke bent his knees slightly, leaped, and jumped directly from the deck of the antique sailboat onto the body of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.