Sherlock wiped the water stains on his face, soaked Pipicia back into the water, and then picked it up.

Originally, Sherlock wanted to punish the fat bat with drowning, but found that this guy was a shaking M and had a lot of fun.

"Oh, will that power value affect my ability to use the shock fruit?"

"The power of Tao can reflect a person's combat effectiveness, but it cannot completely determine a person's strength and will not affect it."

Pipicia trembled all over her fur, and suddenly crawled out of Sherlock's hand like a loach, and jumped onto Sherlock's head:

"The host now has 500 million wealth to use. May I ask if I spend 10 million Bailey redemption clues?"

"exchange."

Sherlock did not hesitate.

Since I have brought Ace back, I must save him, otherwise I will be refusing my promise.

Sherlock will definitely do what he says, unless he deliberately deceives it, this is another situation.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successful exchange of clues. Legend has it that a hundred years ago there was a mysterious archipelago in the world, the Emmenes Islands. Therefore, the land is filled with fog all year round, and it is also called the Mist Island."

Sherlock's eyes are bright:

"I didn't expect that there were such mysterious archipelagos in the Pirate World. Could it be that there is a magical medicine to revive the dead?"

"Ding, the system prompts, will Bailey spend 10 million to continue redeeming clues?"

"…So are you waiting for me here? Change!"

Sherlock has 500 million wealth to squander, so why would he not be able to bear the 10 million Bailey?

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successful redemption of clues. It is said that the ancestor of the illusion beasts survives in the Mist Island."

"Continue talking!"

Sherlock looked at Pipicia's kiss, and the fat bat showed a slutty expression.

"Ding, the system prompts, will Bailey spend 10 million to continue redeeming clues?"

Sherlock sweats, so do you have to sell a clue separately? This system is indeed toxic!

"You just say, how much does it cost to buy this clue at one time?"

"Let's calculate."

Pipicia raised her paws in a proper manner, "One seven gets seven, two seventy four..."

Finally, he raised his face and spread his hands seriously, "I didn't count it."

"You can die ten thousand times."

Sherlock pressed Pipicia into the water again, and it made a gurgling sound in the water.

"He hurt the Abyss Messenger..."

Sherlock was stunned for a second, took it out of the water, wiped it dry with a towel, and handed over a glass of red wine:

“Continue to buy.”

Pipicia snorted, took a sip of red wine, and crossed her legs with satisfaction.

"Congratulations to the host for successful exchange of clues. It is rumored that among the ancestors of these fantasy beasts, there are immortal birds, unicorns, Medusa, Tyrannosaurus, Yamata Orochi, etc."

Seeing that Pipisia kissed the gold-swallowing beast again, Sherlock said in pain:

"Continue, after saying it once, you will deduct the money yourself!"

Pipicia nodded with her eyes,

"The ancestor of the Immortal Bird has a way of rebirth in Nirvana to resurrect the dead, provided that there is still a breath, but Ace is obviously not satisfied. His body is now preserved by Heling's phantom beast feathers. Only the soul exists, and the heartbeat and breathing stop."

"What should I do?"

Sherlock asked.

"Listen patiently, the ancestor of the unicorn has a way to resurrect him as long as the soul exists. It is called reincarnation and reincarnation. Using corpses as containers to summon the soul to return to rebirth. If the dead body cannot be used, the body of the living can be replaced by the body of the living."

"Similar to Naruto's filthy reincarnation?"

Sherlock said curiously.

Pipicia ignored his words and continued,

"There is a disadvantage of this method, that is, if no one in this world remembers this person, he will die immediately."

"That's okay. For at least a few decades, no one will forget Ace, how to get to this island?"

"Friendly reminder that the records about this island are marked with this legend, which means that the credibility is only 1%. Maybe you will not find the ancestor when you arrive at that island. It is very likely that the legend left by people who have these devil fruit abilities stayed on this island and left."

Pipicia said in person,

"Besides, a hundred years have passed so long, maybe even if the ancestors on the island die."

"Finally, if you want to go to this place, the host should better increase the luck value to the cap, which will help increase your survival probability."

“…”

Sherlock lost sweat, "I will judge these and tell me the address."

"There are no clues about the address system that can be exchanged, but someone in the city knows."

“Promote the city?!”

Sherlock frowned.

I just made a big fuss in the war and went to promote the city to make trouble? Isn't it suitable.

Moreover, the big incident of escape from the city prison has only been made, and now it is definitely more vigilant than at any time.

Even if Sherlock wants to test the power of the Whitebeard's shaking fruit, he will not push forward to the city.

"Pushing the sixth floor of the city's infinite hell is blocking a person."

Pipicia raised her eyebrows slightly,

"Are a great adventurer, navigator and revolutionary, and once a colonialist, don't you be curious about who it is?"

Sherlock shook his head:

"Who he is related to me? I am not interested, I will not go to the city now. Is there any other way to find the location of this island?"

Pipicia glanced at her mouth, handed over the empty wine glass, and asked Sherlock to pour it another glass of red wine.

"Pamyra Herring is the clue."

"I've asked her before that she can't bring back life, and that she is an orphan with no memory of her parents."

7 years ago.

Nabigley Town, an unknown town in the South China Sea, covers the entire block in winter with white snow covering the roofs and treetops wearing silver-white edelves hats.

Children wearing thick cotton jackets run, play, build snowmen, and play snowball fights on the streets.

The houses of varying heights were filled with smoke, and they were ready to push open the door, shouting for their children to go home for dinner, and bring their playmates with them.

Saying goodbye to the gentle girl, Houston pushed open the door of the Rose Theater, stepped on the soft snow, and prepared to return to the boat.

Whenever he goes to a place, he is always unwilling to miss the Rose Theater, which has beauties, wine and intelligence.

Suddenly, a petite figure rushed out of the alley and hit him.

This is a girl who is skinny, with sunken eyes, thick dark circles, and a pale face. Even in winter, she only wore a thin white dress with patches, and her body was frozen green and purple.

She held a black necklace tightly in her hand, and there was a water droplet pendant that looked like a sapphire hanging on it.

"Captain, he is a beggar."

Laubron said, preparing to deal with the girl who blocked their way directly.

Houston stopped him, "Gentleman, should not attack the lady."

"Yes, Captain."

Laubron backed away and put away his pistol.

The girl got up from behind by bumping and two gangsters had already chased after her.

"Dead thief, stinky beggar, give us the necklace!"
Chapter completed!