Reincarnated With the Book of Knowledge Chapter 373: Grief belongs to the weak
"Thank you so much!"
Marco looked solemn: "If you have anything to help in the future, just call, we will be there!"
Ace, Joz and others also nodded sincerely.
No matter what Rhode's trip was for, the result was to save their Whitebeard Pirates.
Most of the people who are still in the Whitebeard Pirates are extremely emotional and trustworthy, and of course they will not turn a blind eye.
"Nothing, Blackbeard is also my enemy."
Rod smiled slightly, then looked at Herbert beside him, and asked directly:
"You are Herbert, how about you? Are you interested in coming to Dressrosa?"
With his current status and strength, recruiters don't need to beat around the bush.
And Herbert is also very face-saving. He has long been convinced by Rhode's amazing strength before. After hearing Rhode's solicitation, he hardly hesitated and said bluntly:
"I do."
He is three meters tall, with a burly body and bulging muscles, like a hill, but he looks more like a white beard than Whitebeard II.
"Very good."
Rod was satisfied and nodded lightly.
Ace and the others sighed inwardly upon seeing this.
Herbert is talented, powerful, and powerful, and can be said to be strategic.
But at this time, the Whitebeard Pirates have no capital to recruit him.
On the one hand, the strength of the Whitebeard Pirates has shrunk dramatically.
On the other hand, if Herbert is left behind, the Blackbeard Pirates will definitely not give up, and with the current strength of the Whitebeard Pirates, I am afraid that Herbert cannot be kept.
This has to be a sad story.
Next, the Whitebeard Pirates began to clean the battlefield and collect the remains.
In this battle, for the Whitebeard Pirates, although they succeeded in saving the last face of Father Whitebeard and failed to let Titch succeed, they also suffered heavy losses.
Many people had tears in their eyes and sobbed softly.
To them, every dead member is a brother and a family member.
Ace and Marco were also very uncomfortable.
In this battle, not only were two captains killed, but the other two were also severely damaged.
One had a broken hand, the other was even worse, blinded in both eyes, and almost lost the ability to continue sailing.
For these old pirates, being unable to sail is almost equivalent to losing the meaning of life.
Looking at the partially mutilated corpse that was carried over, Ace suddenly felt a little confused and a little guilty.
Father has high hopes for himself, and takes his brothers to the Navy headquarters and pulls him out of hell.
But now, let alone the growing strength of the Whitebeard Pirates, he can't even maintain it.
Ace looked at Rhodes with bewildered eyes, this contemporary who is obviously the same age, but has already ruled the new world.
"Grief belongs only to the weak."
Aware of Ace's gaze, Rhode carried his hands on his back and said lightly:
"If you don't want this to happen again, try to become stronger.
The former Whitebeard Pirates are powerful, but for you, they are also a kind of restraint.
Because Whitebeard is too strong, you cannot perceive your own weakness, and there is not much motivation to become stronger.
You, Marco, and Diamond Joze, and Foil Bista, are actually on fire.
Whether it's Shiliu of Rain or Yan Jhin, the leader of the three plagues of the Beast Pirates, they are all peak-level powerhouses, but your Whitebeard Pirates are nothing but Whitebeards.
To put it badly, I can easily penetrate the Whitebeard Pirates who lost their white beards. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates was stunned.
Are they too weak?
Are they embarrassing Daddy?
"Are we...too weak?"
Ace murmured, he clenched his fists and looked at the beating flames above. He used to think that the strength was enough to traverse the sea, but now it seems that it is not weak.
Don't talk about Blackbeard, the existence of the Dragon Slaying Swordsman.
Even if it's Shiriu the Rain's existence, he's not necessarily an opponent, right?
"On this sea, there is no strength, all dreams and all hopes are empty talk." Rhodes said.
For Ace, this war is an opportunity.
Only Ace, who surfed the sea, constantly challenged powerful enemies like Luffy, and struggled for his dreams, could really step into the peak.
Whitebeard's vision can't be wrong, Ace's potential is definitely there, but it's just shackled.
Rod doesn't mind pointing at Ace.
He will face many enemies in the future. The other four emperors, the navy, and the world government will only have more combat power than each other.
The so-called two fists are incomparable to four hands.
Before the combat power reaches the point of ignoring everything, of course, the more allies at the pinnacle level, the better.
Ace is one, Luffy is one, Zoro is one.
It is not necessary to bring them under his command, and it is impossible to be a subordinate with their character, as long as they contribute at the critical moment.
Half an hour has passed.
The Whitebeard Pirates have finally cleaned up the battlefield.
Everyone gathered together, and at a glance, there were only a thousand people, and the grand occasion when they forced their way into the Navy Headquarters was no longer the same.
Rod shook his head slightly, it was so miserable.
During this time, they were chased and beaten by the Blackbeard Pirates, lost their base, and died one less. Today's Whitebeard Pirates are not as strong as 1% of their heyday.
What he said before is not bragging.
"Ace..."
Marco looked at Ace, a little worried and a little expectant.
The others also look at Ace.
The captains actually know that Ace, who is domineering and domineering, is the one chosen by Dad.
“…”
Feeling these gazes, Ace, who kept his head down and kept silent, was suddenly shocked. He raised his head and showed a confident and infectious smile, saying:
"Titch is not dead yet, I can't be depressed. Rhode is right. Grief only belongs to the weak. I will become stronger. I will definitely grab Titch with my own hands and go to my father's grave to confess his guilt."
Speaking, he looked at Marco again and said solemnly: "In the next period of time, Marco, you will take your brothers to rest first, I will take some people to go to the sea, go to the sea to fight, fire fist The name seems to be a long time ago!"
"Ace..."
Marco showed a touch of relief and said solemnly: "Don't worry, we will definitely wait for you to come back!"
Herbert also interjected at this time: "Call me if you have anything, I will definitely help."
No matter what the cause, Ace and the others can be regarded as his saviours. Without the help of the Whitebeard Pirates, he would have been killed by Blackbeard long ago.
"Not bad."
Rod nodded slightly in his heart.
Of course he valued those who reciprocate more than treachery.
If Herbert didn't show anything to the Whitebeard Pirates from beginning to end, he would take it lightly.
"Haha, we're not polite."
Diamond Joze hammered Herbert's arm, and the two big muscle tyrants rubbed it in a friendly way.
Marco smiled, took out a notebook, and handed it to Herbert:
"It records the development direction and training methods of some Shock Fruits, which are all my father's experience. I recorded them. Besides, there are also some methods on how to reduce the side effects of Shock Fruits. You can use Go and have a look, don't fall for the prestige of the shocking power!"
Marco is the captain of the first team of the Whitebeard Pirates. He is closest to Whitebeard and knows more about the power of shock than Blackbeard.
"This..."
Herbert was stunned, Whitebeard's experience, that was the existence that pushed the power of shock to the world's strongest throne!
Even Herbert's weathered mood ~IndoMTL.com~ can't help but fluctuate wildly.
But this gift was too big, he was a little overwhelmed and couldn't help but look at Rhodes.
Rod was also a little surprised. Marco was too generous, but he quickly understood that it was Marco showing his favor.
The now weak Whitebeard Pirates need a strong foreign aid.
"Next."
Rod laughed, of course he wanted his subordinates to be stronger.
Herbert suddenly breathed heavily, and he stretched out his hands, as if receiving an imperial decree, and took the notebook reverently and respectfully.
He swore that he wouldn't hesitate to trade his life savings for this notebook.
Maybe it's nothing to others, but to him it's truly priceless.