122 Harvest And Crisis

"A servant, just like his master!"

Lynch cut off the attendant's head with his sword, and then cut off the iron chains that bound the strong man.

"Can you still move? You're free now"

"Thanks," 

The strong man replied, standing up slowly. His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords were damaged beyond repair.

He nodded to Lynch and strode out of the room, searching for the galley on the ship.

In total, he hasn't eaten any food for half a month.

Every step he took would leave a pool of blood on the ground, but his tall body remained unshaken, like an iron fortress.

The strong man, towering like a black bear, stormed into the kitchen and ripped several chefs apart with ease. 

Without hesitation, he plunged his hand into a pot of boiling water, scooping out chunks of meat and devouring them. 

Although his face was covered with an iron mask, he could still eat, drink, and see without any problem. 

This kind of thing itself is designed to ensure that prisoners can survive.

Thousands of kilograms of meat were just eaten into the man's stomach, and his injuries were also recovering quickly.

His torn-out fingernails started to grow back, and the wounds on his body scabbed over, stopping the bleeding.

The strong man patted his full belly, found Lynch, and knelt down, bowing his head twice. "My benefactor, please let me follow you." 

"You want to join me?" Lynch raised an eyebrow. 

He admired the man's resilience, but that didn't mean he'd accept just anyone.

"Yes. My entire family is gone, please take me in," the strong man said with determination.

"I won't hesitate to go through hell for you! If anyone wants to harm you, they'll have to get through me first."

"Alright, then follow me for now"

"You should know where the prison on the ship is. I'll give you the first task, to free the people."

"Yes," 

The strong man replied before heading off to rescue the slaves, while Lynch made his way to the deepest part of the cabin.

As Lynch opened the door, the shocking scene nearly blinded him.

 Inside, all the men and women were naked. 

The man who was initially used as a living target had been dead for a long time and was left alone.

"You, who are you?!"

"Bold! If you don't get back, 'll wipe out your entire clan!" A group of pot-bellied men turned around and yelled.

That scene was so disgusting.

"Haha, you like walking birds, right?"

In a flash of his sword, none of them could see how quickly he moved.

Blood splattered, eggs flew, and more than a dozen eunuchs of the new era were born.

"Ahhhh!!! Someone, come quickly! Someone come! Kill him!"

A group of old men covered their bloodied crotches and almost fainted from the pain.

The women in the room screamed and became confused.

"My benefactor, all the prisoners on the ship have been released." The strong man appeared behind him and said respectfully.

"Well done."

"My benefactor, can you give me the chance to kill them?"

"Go ahead," Lynch said casually.

With Lynch's permission, the strong man entered the room, mercilessly tearing the nobles apart with brute force.

Five minutes later, no one in the room was left alive. The strong man had killed them all, and each death was gruesome.

"I haven't asked your name yet," 

The strong man touched the iron mask on his face and replied solemnly, "Iron Punisher."

Under Lynch's direction, the slaves on the ship boarded small boats and regained their freedom. 

He gave Iron Punisher an address and instructed him to wait for him there by boat. 

Finally, Lynch swung his sword and cut the ship in half, sending it sinking into the sea. 

No evidence of death remained.

Lynch carefully avoided drawing attention to himself, returning to his original appearance before making his way back to the warship.

"Is it done?" Zephyr asked, opening his eyes.

"It's done."

Zephyr naturally knew what Lynch meant, nodded happily and did not continue to ask further questions.

He believed in Lynch more than he believed in himself.

"Come on, let's go out for a walk."

"Good."

They stepped outside the warship, making their presence known within the ship.

Afterward, Lynch quietly returned to his quarters. Sitting down, he checked the guilt points he had just earned from his actions aboard the noble ship

[Sin Points +3.]

[Sin Points +5.]

[Sin Points +8868.]

[Sin Points +12.]

[Sin Points +3365.]

…

The highest score ever was as high as 8868 points, almost catching up with Celestial Dragons.

It seems that he did justice after killing the king. He can imagine how many bad things he did.

In terms of sin points, each murder counts as one point. 

This means the terrible acts he committed are equivalent to killing over 8,000 people himself. 

Their death brings no pity. 

"System, how many points do I have now?" 

[Ding! Returning to Host, your current permanent points are 325,000 points.]

"So many?" 

It had been a while since he checked his points, and Lynch was surprised to find he already had 325,000 points. 

That amount could buy two average Logia Devil Fruits or a top-tier mythical beast species. 

Time to check the System Store today!

[Quadruple Body Training Scroll (one week): Price: 500 points]

[Lifespan Fruit (not a Devil Fruit): Increases your lifespan by one year. Price: 10,000 points]

[Paramecia: Repulsion Fruit. Price: 155,555 points]

[Paramecia: Hairy Fruit. Price: 3,666 points]

[Fishman Tribe Bloodline: Price: 60,000 points]

[Zoan: Bird-Bird Fruit, Model: Cemani Chicken Form. Price: 3,500 points]

The system mall has refreshed with many great items this time!

The Lifespan Fruit is definitely a bit expensive, but it's important to buy it whenever it appears since he's relying on it to live forever. 

Including this one, he currently has three Lifespan Fruits in his warehouse. 

The Repulsion Fruit is very powerful and is on par with Fujitora's Gravity Fruit as a top-tier Paramecia.

Lynch hesitated and decided not to buy it. 

Most of the people important to him have already eaten Devil Fruits, so it would be a waste. 

He preferred to save his points for something better that might come later. 

"System, what's the use of the Fishman bloodline? Why is it so expensive?"

[Ding! After merging with the Fishman bloodline, the Host can breathe underwater and transform into a Fishman form.]

In Lynch's mind, he subconsciously recalled the image of Jinbei's fat blue man and shuddered.

"Never mind, that looks too ugly. If it were Mermaid blood, maybe I'd consider it."

Besides, his Sun Candle form can already breathe underwater, so spending so many points on the Fishman bloodline isn't cost-effective. 

He decided to save his points for something more useful.

…..

In the West Blue, within the Empire, 

A group of men in black suddenly appeared in the peaceful palace and launched a sneak attack on Hina.

The man in black, dressed in black clothes, appeared before Hina like lightning, his fingers transforming into guns as he attacked at fast speed. 

"It's Shave and Finger Gun from the Marine Six Styles! Who are you?" 

Hina used Paper Arts to deftly dodge his attacks, quickly recognizing the techniques he used

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TO BE CONTINUED.

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