Chapter 17: The Fruit of Fortune
Meiti felt more and more cute Sherlock, she smiled and said, "You can do it first."
"You can do it first."
Sherlock gave in moderation, I don’t want to wash with the white radish, I feel that I will soon be put into the pot and turn into a dish, Sherlock complained in his heart.
"Captain, your room has two bathrooms."
Aaron, who really couldn't stand listening, stood at the door and reminded.
Sherlock sweats: "Along, aren't you going back to rest?"
"I'm going back now."
Aaron tiptoed away.
Sherlock exhaled a breath of turbid air, and it turns out that women are in trouble.
Oh? Women are in trouble? Why do I feel this way? It must be that the curse has occurred. I have to find a way to untie this hateful curse... Sherlock restrained his thoughts and looked at Meti.
"You go and take a shower. There are clean clothes here. You can change them. You can sleep here tonight. I'll go to the room next door to rest. If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow."
"good."
Meidi nodded obediently.
Sherlock stood up and was about to leave.
Meti stopped him again: "Sherlock, are you really from the trading company?"
Sherlock was stunned for a moment and looked at the white radish's face under the dim light.
“…”
"Can you tell me your real name?"
Meiti heard the sound of her heartbeat again, and this time even Sherlock heard it. After all, there were only two of them in the empty captain's room, and the surroundings were particularly quiet.
"Sherlock."
Sherlock put on a soft hat, left the master bedroom, and entered the bathroom of the guest room.
Sherlock took off his clothes and exposed his strong muscles. His body was covered with scars of all sizes, with scratches from swords and gunshot wounds, which did not match his delicate appearance at all.
After taking a hot shower, I felt much more comfortable.
Sherlock turned off the light, fell on the bed, ready to go to bed.
But he heard a rustling sound, and he took out the revolver from under the pillow and pointed it at the black shadow.
Meiti turned on the light and happened to see Sherlock pointing his gun at his head.
Sherlock was stunned for a second and put away the revolver: "Why are you?"
"Sherlock, I'm afraid, I can't sleep."
Meti experienced a pirate attack today, was rescued, a cruise ship was attacked by sea monsters, and a series of events that may be the most thrilling day in her life.
She couldn't sleep, Sherlock could understand, but Sherlock was really tired. Sherlock was exhausted and had no energy to comfort Meti in continuous battles with the Octopus Sea Monster and Letterson.
"Why would I call Lisa here? You two have a companion and rest together?"
Sherlock suggested.
Meti shook her head: "Can you stay with me?"
Sherlock sat up and patted the bed: "Come here."
Meidi bit her plump lower lip and got into Sherlock's quilt, about to lean her head against Sherlock's shoulder.
Sherlock hit Meti with one blow.
He yawned, picked up Meti, put her back on the big bed in the captain's master bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and returned to his guest bedroom to rest.
"After all, no radish is coming to disturb me."
Sherlock smiled and lay back on the warm bed, activated the system, and entered the mysterious space again.
The fat Pipicia jumped out and confirmed that Sherlock would not beat him. He regained his nature and said with a wink, "Host, are you going to draw?"
"Can you draw the blessing to break the curse?"
Sherlock asked, if he had good luck tonight and had his blessing to break the curse, he could show his strength.
Pipicia glanced at Sherlock with a squinted look: "It seems that the curse is too short, don't worry, the longer the time, the more you can resist the temptation of women."
"Who wants to resist temptation!!!"
Sherlock couldn't help but growl.
Pipicia kissed her head, and she hugged her fat belly and jumped onto the turntable: "Come on, if you are lucky, you may also get a chance to win blessings."
Sherlock rubbed his hands and started the lottery.
“Thank you for participating.”
“Thank you for participating.”
...
Thank you for participating 22 times in a row, and 6 lucky fruits appeared in the last 6 times. Sherlock wanted to throw the plate!
"This...the fruit of luck is a good thing, you can eat it quickly."
Pipicia looked at Sherlock's dark face with her eyes, and hurried to him to exude a strong resentment, fearing that he would beat him again, and comforted him:
"You have luck at 2 o'clock now and it's easy to die."
"If you don't know how to comfort people, just shut up. What kind of curse is it to die suddenly?"
Sherlock picked up Pipisia's kiss and planned to make it feel so good with one punch.
Pipicia begged for mercy and said, "Good man, what we say is true. Luck is really important. Anyone who can become a villain has a very high fortune. Your current luck is at best a supporting role. Even if you appear in a war on the top, you can only watch it. You may be beaten to death by Akainu. It won't take long to predict that you will encounter bad luck, such as ocean turbulence, beating sea kings, undersea volcanoes erupt, and thunder rolling sky."
"Then tell me why my luck is so low? It was still a negative number at the beginning?"
Sherlock asked.
"Wait, wait, I'll check you the reason."
Pipicia took the opportunity to hide in the pyramid temple, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have you found it?"
When Sherlock faces this cheap fat bat, he always has the urge to beat it up.
"This is caused by stitching the soul. You sewed Houston's soul. His soul had deep resentment before his death, so you reduced your luck value to a negative value. If you want to sew other souls in the future, this will happen. So I advise you to increase your luck value as soon as possible, otherwise, haha, I have to change my master."
"You seem to be very happy when it comes to changing the owner."
Sherlock's eyebrows were slightly raised.
Pipicia glanced at her mouth: "We are also a worker, don't make things difficult for us."
"Working, who are you working for?"
Sherlock asked curiously.
Pipicia popped up her fluffy head: "Do you think I will tell you that I am working for you and quietly eat your wealth value?"
Sherlock held its head and pulled out its fat belly: "Eat my wealth value?"
"Host, please respect the workers. You don't need to pay when working. I just got a 10% commission every time you draw."
Pipicia struggled to break free from Sherlock, but found that Sherlock was extremely powerful.
"So you've eaten my 63 million Bailey!"
Sherlock suddenly discovered that the Abyss Envoy was actually a gold-swalking beast, and he felt that he was hard to defend against the thief day and night. No wonder this guy kept encouraging him to draw.
"Don't think of us like that, we have a big plan to make a fortune."
Pipicia swallowed her saliva and said.
Sherlock looked at him suspiciously. This guy still knew what he was thinking? Seeing that it was so fat, was it better to brais or steam it.
"Listen to me, aren't Houston a lot of enemies? Make a list, capture all these pirates, throw them to the Navy, make a big profit, and you can draw again. I tell you, your luck is too bad."
"How much luck is good?"
Sherlock has liked to read online novels since he was a child. Of course, he knows what he would encounter if he had bad luck. Basically, he would have to stuff his teeth when drinking water. When he walked on the road, he would encounter throwing objects from high places.
"Fortune 1-10 is called unlucky constitution. You will be involved in strange things for no reason, be blamed, be framed, be framed, and be framed. It is difficult to explain. The so-called people sit at home and the pot comes from the sky."
"Rule 11-30, that is called the physique of a passerby, it will be affected by the battle of masters and turn into artillery fire."
"Lucky 31-50, that's called supporting character constitution, it's never the most shining star. Even if you dig a grave, you'll be digging someone else. You can only pick up the protagonist and play the rest."
"Fortune 51-80, that's called lucky physique. You will basically find money when you walk. You will be smooth and you won't encounter big twists and turns."
"Happiness 81-100 is called top luck. You can pick up the devil fruits while walking, and you can find treasures when you encounter an expert on your outing on a trip."
Pipicia said as if it were true.
Sherlock looked at it with his eyes half hanging: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
"You didn't ask earlier, so young man, it's better to eat your luck value to 31 now, otherwise it will be very dangerous."
Chapter completed!