I’m Not Interested in Devil Fruits: 017 Exercise, Lily Gymnastics
[Chapter Heading Serial·Roger’s Ghost 1-"…………"]
[On the blue sea, a man wears a sleep mask on his head, leisurely riding a bicycle while reading a newspaper with one hand. ]
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After all, it would be a little strange for two and a half-year-old children to find a house to rent.
Wearing a large trench coat and a star mask, it is Lynch's armored substitute - "B.I.B".
He made the avatar's body "tight" and "aggressive" so that it could come into contact with the material, then put the windbreaker on it, and then put on the hood and mask.
He just looks like a weirdo who is a little taciturn.
This person is a bit autistic. The intermediary businessman murmured in his heart that after the three of them came in, the young boy was basically talking to him the whole time, while the "adult" who was supposed to be in charge only "winked" at the boy from time to time, as if they were discussing silently. ...Is he a disfigured mute?
Without much effort, Lynch settled on a single-family house with a courtyard on the edge of town.
Lynch didn't know how long he would live here, so he only paid rent for one year.
Taking Robin into the slightly dilapidated house, Lynch walked around. The conditions could only be said to be not shabby, and dust could be seen everywhere.
Robin followed him as he walked into the old-smelling house.
The agent said that the original owner of this house was attacked by the Pigskin Pirates on a fishing trip to a port town, and all of them were killed.
The house has been vacant for several days.
"..." Robin picked up the dirty sunflower-shaped doll on the sofa and couldn't help but think of the hometown he would never return to, the island that disappeared under the gunfire of the Navy's Demon-Slaying Order.
"Hey, let's go!" Lin Qi turned around and asked her to follow, "If you are too far away from me, Huahuaguo's ability will not be able to cover you."
He pointed at his face.
Robin said: "If you are at home, you don't need to disguise yourself, right?"
Lin Qi thought, "That makes sense!"
The extra "flesh" on Robin's face turned into petals falling down, and a little bit of Robin's familiar fragrance lingered between the wings of his nose.
Although the flowers and fruits have changed owners, the faint floral fragrance has remained unchanged.
"I wonder if there are any books to read here?" Robin's mood became a little brighter for a long time, and he curiously looked for places like the dusty study room.
"I'm going to the backyard, be careful, don't go out with this face."
Lin Qi casually told him, snapped his fingers, and asked the black armor substitute to follow him.
Robin looked back and saw that the hooded windbreaker had slipped down, and the mask was hanging in the air where his face should be, following Lynch. Soon, the mask was taken off by her invisible hand and gently placed on the table by the door.
"Invisible to the naked eye...a ghost knight wearing armor?"
Robin imagined a twisted look... so cute.
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"But how to exercise specifically?"
Standing in the middle of the grass in the courtyard, Lynch was thinking about this question.
In the world of One Piece, there seems to be no martial arts secrets or anything like that... "Six Styles" should be regarded as a systematic way of training, but the problem is that he has no training method!
He and the dark armor looked at each other.
Is it the only stupid way to build muscles?
Then practice hard!
Lynch plans to do at least twenty sets of push-ups, one hundred pull-ups, two hundred squats, five hundred sit-ups, and run fifty laps around the courtyard this afternoon in the courtyard...
However, "B.I.B" stood in front of him and pointed at its own eyes, which were glowing with white light.
Then it took the initiative to walk towards Lynch and wrap him up like an Iron Man armor.
"What's wrong?" Lynch was surprised, but soon, he saw some pictures through the eyes of "B.I.B".
Those are memory fragments belonging to the original owner of the body, the original "Lynch".
The picture is very fragmentary, it is "Lynch"'s mother, the woman named Lily.
"I" seems to be following Lily beside the flower bed of the hut, bathing in the warm sunshine, doing some movements...doing gymnastics?
Lin Qi found it very strange. This set of "gymnastics" seemed to have been taught to "himself" by the mother of the original owner of the body, and was used for daily exercise.
"You think this set of gymnastics may be effective, so you suggest that I try it?"
Lynch asked.
The dark armor's eyes flashed with white light, and he replied: "Yes..."
"Okay, it doesn't look complicated anyway, so just practice!"
In the incomplete memory, the mother of the original owner of the body mostly used this set of gymnastics to play with "himself".
However, it seems to be good as a way to exercise physical coordination.
Anyway, let’s start practicing!
Lin Qi took off his battle armor, and his body and avatar separated side by side. Ho, poof! Rub your hands together.
Get ready...start!
An hour later, Lynch's muscles were twitching all over his body and he was so exhausted that he was covered in sweat. He slumped on the seat and drank the hot milk made by Robin.
With a pinch of his fingers, he used the fruit's ability to create a few petals and sprinkled them in, turning them into flower milk tea.
While Robin looked at a certain spot on the grass in the courtyard, it was obvious that something was constantly moving, leaving a series of tread marks.
From Lynch's perspective, it was a dark armored stand-in who was meticulously executing an exercise plan around the courtyard...
He wondered why this guy who looked like an Iron Man suit could get exercise through something similar to fitness.
This is really a riddle.
In the evening, "B.I.B" successfully completed all the exercise plans and looked at the main body with bright eyes.
Lin Qi felt a little uncomfortable when it saw him, and raised his hand seriously to signal it to wait a moment.
"How about we go out and fill our stomachs first?" Lynch turned to Robin and said.
In the restaurant, Robin, who was disguised in disguise, always felt that Lynch's food was not as delicious as before, and he seemed to be worried.
When he returned home at night, Lynch put on a determined look and said to the uninhabited air in Robin's eyes: "Come on!!!"
That night, Robin heard the most miserable sound she had ever heard...
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Early the next morning.
After a quick sleep, Lin Qi felt refreshed and shouted with full fighting spirit: "I won't give up halfway today!"
For an hour, Lin Qi sat slumped on a chair in the courtyard, drinking floral milk tea.
At night, Robin knew that he was wrong. The sound yesterday was not the most miserable.
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At noon on the third day, under the bright sun, Lynch was sweating profusely while running.
"I can't do it anymore..."
He crawled to the side and guiltily avoided looking at the stand-in "B.I.B" who was meticulously continuing to do groups of exercises in the courtyard.
Drinking the flower milk tea made by Robin, Lin Qi exclaimed: "I'm alive!"
Afternoon.
Lin Qi secretly said: "Lin Qi, Lin Qi, how can you be so depraved? Have you forgotten your dream of punching the Shichibukai and kicking the Four Emperors? How can you lose to your own substitute? In this way, as a noble The body, ah, where to put this face?"
Two hours later, at the grass table, Robin poured Lynch a cup of hot milk tea.
Lin Qi sprinkled flowers and drank while looking at the dark armor over there who continued to complete the training tasks meticulously, with a melancholy expression.
Ever since he started training, he has made a big mistake when collecting his substitute every night...
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Time passes day by day.
At the same time, through countless fax phone bugs, a piece of news that was born from the pen of a reporter from the Western Poster Branch was spread to the four oceans of the southeast, northwest, and the great shipping lane.
"The ghost of Roger the Pirate King returns to the world?!"
"The guys in Xihai have encountered some incredible news!"
"Roger was executed by the navy as we watched him being executed. How could there be any ghosts?"
"It must be a prank by the guy who worships the devil, right?"
"Whatever, since it is good news, then publish it! Well, but there is no need to occupy important space..."
"Damn it, why don't we have this kind of news here?"
"Not everyone has the courage to impersonate the man named One Piece..."
"Yes!"
In every corner of the world, countless editors and reporters from the world's largest newspaper, World Economic News, review a sea of press releases and rapidly exchange opinions.
Then the final page news to be published is transmitted to printing plants around the world through fax and phone calls.
Thousands of newspapers are printed at a rapid pace, and then hundreds of well-trained newsbirds, carrying small bags and sailor hats, line up neatly to receive the new newspapers, and then spread their wings one by one and take off. Take to the sky.