07 Buying Item, Establish Prestige

"Using the sin of the people as currency?" 

In this world, among pirates, marines, revolutionaries, and bounty hunters, who hasn't taken a life?

Teacher Zephyr, Hina, and even his sin value will definitely not be low.

But It's not easy to earn the sin points.

Lynch suddenly wondered how much sin points would be gained by killing a Celestial Dragons.

As Lynch arrived at the Marine cafeteria, he fixed himself a meal and opened the store interface while eating. 

Inside, there were only six items to choose from.

[High-precision sniper rifle. Price: 350 points. ]

[Quadruple body training scroll (one week). Price: 500 points. ]

[Four-piece armor set. Price: 10 points. ] 

[Introductory Ability Advancement Book. Price: 500 points. ]

[Delicious bread x100. Price: 10 points. ]

[Logia Gas Fruit. Price: 188,888 points. ]

Additionally, there was a countdown in the upper right corner: 16 hours, 24 minutes, and 17 seconds. 

It seemed like the store refreshed daily. 

Calculating the time, the refresh coincided with midnight every day.

After some thought, Lynch decided to buy a quadruple body training scroll (one week) and an entry-level ability advancement book from the mall, spending exactly 1,000 points.

The quadruple body training scroll can amplify the effects of physical exercise, making one week of training equivalent to a month's worth.

The entry-level ability advancement book can upgrade a basic skill to a junior level. 

Lynch immediately used it on "shave," upgrading it from entry-level to beginner.

All abilities are categorized into six levels: entry, beginner, intermediate, advanced, peak, and Master.

"Hey Lynch, where were you last night? We waited outside your dorm all night, but you never showed up." 

Before Lynch could finish his meal, several burly men from the elite camp surrounded him.

One of the short-haired men joked: "You don't even dare to go back to the dormitory, do you?"

Lynch calmly set down his spoon and asked, "What's the matter?" 

He had no intention of telling where he had been the previous night to these people. 

Seeing Lynch getting straight to the point, the others didn't hesitate.

"We're challenging you. If you lose, stay away from Miss Hina and never bother her again!" 

Mosili, a man with green hair, shouted, gripping the table.

The commotion caught the attention of others in the cafeteria, who glanced over frequently. 

Lynch rubbed his forehead and sighed. What kind of guy is this muscle-head?

"So, you're Hina's lapdogs?"

"What's a lapdog?"

Moshili looked at Lynch with a bad look, always feeling that this was not a good word.

"Lapping the dog means you'd do anything for someone you love," Lynch explained.

So that's what it means!

Several people nodded eagerly. "Yes! We're Miss Hina's lapdogs!"

Lynch took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "It seems that you don't need to worry about the matter between Hina and me, right?"

"Asshole, what are you talking about? We are Miss Hina's lapdogs!" Mosili yelled.

Joseph grabbed Lynch by the collar and said angrily: "Boy, the rules of the world are that only the strong can possess the goddess. Unless you defeat us, don't get close to Hina again."

"You got that? The goddess Hina is untouchable."

In truth, these guys weren't dumb. Private brawls were forbidden in the Marines unless both sides agreed. They were just looking for an excuse to take out their frustrations on Lynch.

They usually don't even dare to take another look at the goddess Hina, but this boy dares to forcefully kiss Hina in public, which is intolerable.

"Let go," Lynch said coldly, shaking off the hand gripping his collar. "Time and place."

No matter the reason, if he didn't respond, it would look like he was weak and easy to push around within the Marines.

Taking this opportunity to establish his reputation in the elite camp was also a smart move.

"Alright, you said it," Moshili said, grinning. "Whoever doesn't show up will become the loser. See you at training camp No. 9 in half an hour."

He would take advantage of this half hour to find some people to come and watch. It would be best if this matter reached Hina's ears. Maybe Hina's favorability towards him would soar.

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Half an hour later, Lynch arrived at Training Ground No. 9. He frowned at the large crowd gathered there,

What does the other party want to do?

"Quickly, get out of the way, the real owner is coming." At this time, someone noticed Lynch and made way for him.

Lynch walked toward the center in silence.

"Alright, Lynch. Didn't think you'd actually show up. You've got guts."

"Don't underestimate yourself. Remember your performance in the last evaluation."

"Forget about using Moonwalk here. You're in for a beating."

The chatter continued, one comment after another. It was clear that nobody believed Lynch stood a chance, and they were all here for the a good show

The key figures from both sides converged in the center of the arena. 

On one side stood Lynch, armed with two guns at his waist, while on the other side stood four individuals brandishing Marine swords.

"You didn't chicken out, so you've got some sense," Joseph remarked in a good mood.

 "Pick one of us four as your opponent already."

"One? You guys are overestimating yourselves," Lynch scoffed, pointing at the four of them. "Don't waste time, all four of you come at me."

Lynch's words immediately provoked a few of them. "You're really bold, Lynch! Don't forget if your Moonwalk won't work here at Training Ground No. 9!"

The No. 9 training ground is an indoor facility with a roof, indicating careful consideration in its selection by four of them to limiting Lynch abilities.

One of them seemed ready to charge at Lynch, but Joseph held him back, sneering, "Alright, if you're itching to get beat up, we'll satisfy you."

Joseph winked, and Moshili caught on, shouting to the crowd, 

"You all heard it! We're not the bullies here. This guy brought it on himself." 

If they fought one-on-one, they might stand a chance of losing accidentally. But if all four of them couldn't take down Lynch together, they might as well pack some shit

"We get it, let's get started," the crowd urged impatiently.

"Bah. Fighting four against one is shameless," 

"Lynch brought this on himself," 

At this moment, most of the people in the entire Ninth Training Ground were attracted to watch the excitement, and no one noticed that two rare visitors appeared at the door of the Ninth Training Ground.

One of the figures looked very wretched, almost surpassing Kizaru, but judging from his temperament, he should be an uncle with a very kind-hearted personality.

The other figure was a fair-skinned, beautiful woman, with long legs that caught the eye. 

Her long hair, tied into a bun, spread freely behind her, accentuating her smooth forehead. A touch of lilac eye shadow added to her charm.

The clothes were slit wide open at the chest, revealing half of the white breasts that were about to come out. Looking at the size, one couldn't help but wonder whether even if they were buttoned, they would fall apart in the next moment.

The most eye-catching thing is the long legs, which are thin and long. The Admiral-level military uniform he wore added to the temptation of the uniform.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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