MTL - Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 172 forever profit maximization

  Chapter 172 Maximization of Income Forever

   "Safra?"

  Looking at the woman with heavy make-up on the opposite side, Duge sighed silently in his heart. Not a single candidate jumped out to fight him. This group of people is too capable. What are they thinking?

  Give up the competition for the first place?

   There are nearly 500 more people, how long does it take for him to clean up?

"It's me, honorable Paul Walls, the captain of the Sea Fish Pirates. Safra is willing to surrender to you in exchange for the peace of Fengwei Island. You are the true king of pirates." Duge saluted and said bitterly.

   "Safra, do you have any fragments of the chart of fate?" Doug asked straightforwardly.

   "There is one." Safra hesitated for a moment, took out a yellowed sheepskin map from his pocket, and raised it above his head respectfully.

  Dug took the chart of fate, opened it and glanced at it,

  There are only a few unknown islands on it, and an unnamed route. From this map alone, nothing can be seen.

  He scratched the chart with his sword.

   The charts are intact.

it is true!

   This is the mission item!

  Dug smiled disdainfully, and stuffed the map into his pocket: "Safra, are you willing to surrender to me?"

   "The great king of the ocean, I am willing." Safra lowered his head and knelt on the ground on one knee.

  The situation is stronger than the people. Since Paul cannot be killed, surrendering him is the best choice.

  Dug glanced at her, and suddenly stepped in front of her, and the dragon sword in his hand cut her arm.

Safra cried out in pain, and looked up at Duge for some unknown reason. Enduring the pain, she said in a trembling voice: "Your Excellency Paul, I have already expressed my surrender. I have been operating on Fengwei Island for many years, and I can help you conquer the entire South China Sea." , of course, there is also the North Sea.

Amy Swan, the eldest son of Laurent Swan, died in an accident just now. With the armed forces of the South China Sea and the North Sea, it is a matter of time before he conquers Mahamadu and Jon Rudy. To conquer the world, even without the Poseidon Scepter, You are also the real king of the ocean. "

  Not an examinee!

Safra's wound showed no signs of healing. Duge shook his head, took out a bottle of wound medicine, and threw it over: "Safra, this is a witch's holy medicine for healing, apply it on your wound, and then gather the phoenix tail All the pirates and residents of the island, I want to investigate the heresy hidden inside."

   If you can’t come out, I will force you to come out…

  See who can beat who?

   "Heretical?" Safra was stunned.

"Yes, a group of miraculous guys with unique abilities. I thought the King of the South China Sea would have a few such helpers by his side? Who knew that group of guys let me down so much." Duge shook his head disdainfully. .

   "Paul, let's work together!"

   With a sigh, a figure came out from the cabin, holding a hammer in his hand, and the sailor suit on his body was dirty, covered with paint and sawdust.

   "Mance, what are you doing?" the mate shouted at him.

  Safra looked at the crew members who came out strangely.

  Sailor Mance gave a bitter smile, his gaze never leaving Doug, and said: "I am the heresy he said, I can't hide it anymore, instead of waiting to die, I should take the initiative to come out and look for a chance."

   "What's your keyword?" Doug asked.

   "Maintenance." Mance shook the hammer in his hand, "It's a keyword that has absolutely no combat effectiveness. Don't be afraid that I will hurt your interests. I just want to live to the end."

   said.

  He raised the hammer in his hand and lightly tapped the mast that was broken by the shell a few times.

   Something magical happened.

  As if time had turned backwards, the fallen mast was erected again, and the scattered sawdust returned to its place one by one.

  In the blink of an eye, the mast was restored to its original state.

   Seeing this scene, Safra and everyone on board were stunned.

"As good as ever, this is my advanced skill." Mance shrugged, "I haven't concluded yet, what role it can play in this world. But if you can save my life, I can Help you repair all the damaged warships, I see that your warships have a high damage ratio..."

   Damn it!

   Master craftsman!

   Unfortunately, it is far worse than maintenance.

   Not right.

  Maintenance also includes the meaning of maintenance. He misunderstood the growth direction of keywords.

  Dug shook his head and asked, "Can humans repair it?"

  Mance shook his head: "No, it's only limited to items."

Safra put the medicine on his arm with a dark face, glared at Mance, and gritted his teeth secretly, this idiot, with such a magical ability, didn't know to come out to work for me, you know how hard it is to build a warship ?

   Come out early, all the old warships in the harbor can be used. How big should her fleet be?

and.

   Your repair speed is so fast, we are not afraid of Enke at all, okay?

   No matter how fast Enke dismantled it, he couldn't repair it as fast as you!

  The most important thing is, I don’t know how many such heresy Fengwei Island...

  But none of them took the initiative to help him. They had to wait until Paul killed them before coming out.

   What the hell!

  …

   "Any other skills?" Doug asked.

   Mance shook his head.

   Haven't you thought about fixing this broken world?

  Dug sneered, and didn't bother to remind him, but took out the fragments of the map that he put in his pocket just now: "Come on, fix it."

Mance looked at the chart of fate in Doug's hand, and froze on the spot, the corners of his eyes twitching non-stop. After a long while, he gave a wry smile, wishing he could hit his head with a hammer: "What the **** am I really doing?" What an idiot!"

   "Take me into the top ten, and I'll fix the map for you." Mance gritted his teeth and proposed conditions.

   "Deal." Duge readily agreed.

   "Can I trust you?" Mance asked.

"Of course." Duge nodded and smiled, "Guess why Antonio went to attack Mahamadou, it's because Admiral Mikaro also has our people there, useful and not dangerous, why not stay What about it? Your skill is originally a support, isn’t it? Helping me is better than helping others! Besides, your life is in my hands, why don’t you take a gamble?”

  Mance looked at Dug, was silent for a moment, walked up to him, and smashed the chart of fate in his hand with a hammer.

boom!

  When the hammer falls on the chart.

   Whoosh!

  The sound of breaking the air came,

  A chart of fate with the same texture flew from behind Duge, and it was automatically pasted on the chart in his hand.

  Dug turned around and saw Martha jumping to the side of the boat, reaching out to grab the chart.

  He laughed dumbfounded.

  Good guy, I even hid one, I did a lot of preparation work...

Seeing the second sea chart flying in, Safra's eyes widened and her breathing became short of breath. She clenched her fists tightly, her angry gaze seemed to penetrate Mance, idiot, this idiot, put the With her skills revealed, the chart of fate is hers.

   Found the Poseidon Scepter and exchanged it for the Seagod Feather from Jessini, she is already the King of Pirates.

at the same time.

   While confronting Antonio, the pocket of Mahamadu, who was not under the wind at all, suddenly sank. He subconsciously covered the pocket, but he missed it, and watched the chart of fate in his pocket fly into the sky.

  Mahamadou's eyes were red at the time, and he gritted his teeth and growled: "Damn, which bastard's key word is stealing? Pass my order to kill all the ships of the **** in front..."

   On an unknown island.

A young man in his twenties opened the treasure chest, took out a yellowed chart of fate from it, and said with a smile on his face, "What kind of divination do you want? Probability is the most powerful key word, and no one will be ahead of me." Find the sea chart of fate."

   Next second.

  His hand loosened.

  Fate Haitu suddenly broke free from his hand and flew out. His eyes were red at that time: "Who did it? It's a clear grab! Damn, how did the winning rate become 0?"

  …

  Micaro's drawer, a shipwreck on the bottom of the sea...

  All the sea charts were summoned by the powerful power of restoration.

ten minutes later.

   In the hands of Duge, a complete chart of fate was gathered.

  (end of this chapter)