Call of the flying squirrel!

"ha!"

Looking at the wooden piles that were approaching quickly, Moen took a deep breath, and the black fluid on his body was dim and uncertain.

Click!

The wooden pile broke into several pieces. Moen patted the dust on his body and grinned with satisfaction.

The training of the iron block has come to an end. Although it only lasted two days, with the weapon color, Morn's defense has been greatly improved.

Moen is not going to put much effort into this skill. After all, when I read One Piece comics or anime in my previous life, everyone who used iron blocks was miserable. Well, it was really miserable!

But the most important thing now is that after learning the iron block, the power of Morn's finger gun has more than doubled!

The finger gun is originally about tightening the finger muscles, and combined with the weapon-colored domineering point-killing skill to give the enemy a fatal blow, now that the iron block has made Morn's muscles harder, the power of the finger gun has naturally increased.

Maybe, you can start learning the legendary flying finger gun!

"Morne."

Major Rekha has been here for a while, but he saw Moen practicing with iron blocks and didn't bother him.

"Major Rekha!"

Moen saluted, and then looked at the major with some curiosity. He had a bag in his hand.

"Haha, Moen, your luck has come."

With a mysterious smile on her face, Reka handed the bag in her hand to Moen.

Moen took the bag and did not open it immediately, but continued to look at Major Rekha.

After all, it is very impolite to open the bag before your officer has finished speaking. Moen is still a corporal, so he cannot leave a bad impression on his officer.

"Okay, don't be so formal. I don't know you yet. Open it and take a look."

Reka rubbed her hands and almost laughed.

Moen opened the bag and his breathing immediately became rapid.

A sandalwood box and a set of standard military uniforms.

Looking at the rank epaulette on the side of the military uniform, Moen was a little excited.

"This is the rank of second lieutenant? Major Reka, is this really for me?"

Moen was a little unbelievable. After all, it was not an easy matter to be directly promoted from a corporal to a second lieutenant and become a naval officer.

"There's another surprise!"

There was a look of envy in Reka's eyes.

Moen noticed the sandalwood box and opened the small box.

Ice blue appearance, like an apple.

The treasure of the sea, Devil Fruit!

"!"

Moen closed the box in one stroke, "Major Rekha, it's impossible for me to get this reward for my merits!"

Reka smiled and shook his head, a little excited, "This is not a reward, but a trophy you deserve."

"Do you remember the Thunder Sword Guli you killed? This Devil Fruit was found in his bedroom."

 "so?"

"The three colonels all agreed to hand over this Devil Fruit to you. After all, it is considered your trophy. If you had not gone to support other battlefields at that time, you would have searched for this Devil Fruit."

Moen touched this Devil Fruit, which represented power, and felt a little emotional. This was the first time he had come into contact with a Devil Fruit after so many battles.

"What type of devil fruit is this?"

Reka was a little curious. After all, her knowledge of Devil Fruits was not as good as that of this 16-year-old boy. You must know that a lieutenant colonel who used the cat fruit and tanuki form of the animal devil fruit came to ask Morn how to develop it.

Moen touched his chin, his eyes flashed, and then he was a little surprised.

"Canine Fruit·Phantom Beast Species·Frost Giant Wolf Form!"

"Hiss!"

Now it was not just Moen, Rekha also took a breath of air.

Animal-type devil fruits are the most common.

It is also the most common and the easiest to develop.

But this definitely does not cover the fantasy beast species!

What does phantom beast species mean?

A legendary species that only exists in people's imagination!

The Frost Wolf is a powerful species that can greatly improve physical fitness and can control ice in a small range.

Let's put it this way, using this fruit, it is possible to become a low-end version of General Aoki Pheasant!

"Gulu~"

Reka looked around carefully. No one looked here.

"You should eat it quickly and you should be able to perform well in the elite training camp!"

Moen shook his head, picked up the devil fruit, and stuffed it directly into Reka's mouth under Reka's surprised gaze.

 "boom!"

Moen hit Reka with an uppercut on the chin. Reka took a breath of pain, and then the unimaginable nausea flowed into his body along with the warmth.

 "you!"

Reka was speechless and fell to the ground, breathing heavily, her mind going blank.

It tastes too bad!

It's simply worse than Xiang!

No, I've never eaten Xiang!

Reka pressed her fingers hard on her throat, trying to spit out the devil fruit.

"It's useless. After you take the first bite of the Devil Fruit, the Devil Fruit has lost its effect."

Seeing Reka trying hard to vomit, Moen couldn't help but take a few steps away in disgust.

"You! Moen!" Reka yelled angrily, directly attracting the attention of the people around him.

 "What's wrong."

Looking at Reka, whose hair gradually turned white in front of him, Moen showed a satisfied smile.

"Why did you feed it to me! This can make you extremely powerful! You are different from me. I am just an ordinary major, and that's all I will be in this life. But you are a genius!"

"I have never seen anyone who can skillfully use three six styles in two years, and even master the weapon color, and he is also a swordsman. Your world should be broader!"

"If this is an ordinary Devil Fruit, I might dissuade you. After all, your future cannot be delayed by a junk Devil Fruit, but this is a Phantom Beast Devil Fruit!"

Reka's heart was bleeding. He shouted hoarsely and grabbed Moen's collar, shaking it hard.

 "OK OK!"

Moen broke away from Rekha's hand and glanced at the colleagues around him who couldn't believe it.

"Major Rekha!"

 "exist!"

Moen suddenly became serious and called out to Reka. Reka responded reflexively, and then her face became even darker.

"I took a devil fruit when I was a child."

The words Moen uttered made the colleagues around him tremble, and Reka was also a little unbelievable.

After all, Moen grew up under Reka's eyes. How could Reka not know about the Devil Fruit's ability?

However, it seems that I have never seen Moen fall into the sea?

Reka hesitated, "What is your devil fruit?"

Moen shook his finger mysteriously, "This is a secret. It should be revealed when I get to the headquarters."

After all, if it is exposed now, it is hard to say whether it can replicate the ability that has been cherished for several years.

Reka nodded in frustration, "Then there's no need for you to give me this precious fruit. Why don't you exchange it for meritorious service, a good sharp knife or even a big sharp knife?"

Moen shook his head and said nothing.

Reka was like a teacher to Moen. Although he did not teach Moen any knowledge, just by relying on his optimism about Moen's talent, Reka did not know how many favors he owed and how many scolds he had to bear. Professor Shi gave it to Moen.

Without Rekka, Moen's current strength would probably be comparable to that of ordinary pirate soldiers.

It is simply impossible to kill the big pirate with a bounty of 50 million in one strike.

Of course, it is impossible for Moen to say these hypocritical words. To Rekha, Moen may be more like his younger brother.

After sighing for a while, Reka suddenly remembered one more thing.

"By the way, Moen, you go to the base director's office every morning. Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel has something to ask you."

After saying that, Reka winked at Moen.

Moen looked at the second lieutenant uniform in his hand, guessed what was going on, and felt a little excited.

One of the strongest fruits in my heart is getting closer and closer!

I had planned to go to the Navy Headquarters a few years ago, but at that time, Moen was just a soldier and was not qualified to go. Now, it is finally time!

The next day, Moen, wearing a new uniform, stood at the door of Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's office.

"Knock knock~"

Moen knocked on the door of Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's office, and Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's voice came from inside.

 "Come in."

Moen tidied his clothes and walked in.

The office is large and empty, with a huge desk covered with documents.

On the wall behind the desk is a large calligraphy inscribed by Marshal Warring States: Absolute Justice!

The mustachioed Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel raised his head from the document and saw Morn standing upright.

"Well, you are Corporal Morne, ah, no, you should say Second Lieutenant Morne now, right?"

"Yes, Lieutenant General!"

"Well, don't be restrained and sit down."

The flying squirrel lowered his head again, signed a document, then breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the chair on the side of the house.

Moen looked at it, walked to the chair, and half sat down.

"Yes." Flying Squirrel nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and handed a document to Morn.

Moen stood up immediately and caught the document with both hands.

 "This is!"

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