This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"Warning! Warning!!"

"Your life is dying!!"

"The host has no response!!"

"The system is taking an emergency plan and entering the host protection mode!!"

"Host Protection Mode: Maintain the survival status of the host by continuously consuming points."

"Hint: This mode can only be activated once!!"

"Hint: Your points are dropping!!"

"Your points are reduced by 1000!"

"Your points are reduced by 1000!"

"Your points are reduced by 1000!"

……

"Your points are reduced by 1000!"

"The host successfully escaped from the state of death!"

"Current Remaining Points:-

point! "

... Ron stared blankly at the number on the system panel, and he couldn't help blinking.

Ten million, one hundred thousand... minus 15 points! ?

System, are you sure you did not miscalculate?

I have never had more than 3 points since I traveled for so long, and now you tell me that I owe you 15 points! ?

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Chapter 6 Monkey D. Dograg

People say that you will go bankrupt when you get rich, but now Ron finally understands what it is like to go bankrupt without getting rich.

Negative 15 points! !

How many golden lions would he have to fight to pay off this debt?

A golden lion hit back and forth three times, adding up to a total of nearly

Points for...

Ron's face collapsed immediately, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.

Three golden lions!

He had to hit three golden lions to fill this number! !

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his heart.

Well, it hurts a bit.

"That... the boss of the system, can't we get a discount for this?"

Cautiously, he tried to communicate with the system.

Well, the tone is quite humble.

No answer.

Hmm, so cold.

Ron didn't give up, and asked again:

"Why did I get so few points from the sensational event of escaping from Marlin Vandor and declaring war on the Golden Lion to the whole world?"

This time it may be because of the business, the system gave a fairly official explanation:

"Escaping from the Marlin Vanduo incident, only a very small number of high-level naval officers know your real goal. For the vast majority of navies, their most important task is to enforce martial law, so your escape is not enough to cause them "" agree" or "approve".

"As for declaring war on the legendary great pirate Golden Lion Shiji...the incident caused more sensation than recognition."

"For civilians, pirates, and neutral national forces who think this matter is irrelevant, it is not enough for a navy to declare war on pirates, even if you are just a military student, even if the golden lion is the most vicious big pirate in the old era It’s strange, after all, it’s the navy’s duty to hunt down pirates.”

"They will only be shocked and surprised, but they will not express much approval for this. And the part that "agrees" with this has been recorded by this system without omission."

"For the setting of this system, the prerequisite is that you must do something shocking and "recognized" by others before you can earn points."

"Reminder: This is the last explanation given by this system, all calculations of points will be correct, please don't question it."

Looking at the last sentence of the system's explanation, Ron somehow felt that the system's tone was a little arrogant and angry.

"So I can't do other activities such as lottery draws and purchases now?" Ron asked again.

The system responded instantly:

"Until the debt is settled, all functions of the system cannot be used."

Ron: "..."

Ok.

I didn't expect that I would still have to bear debt after crossing.

This is really unexpected.

But there is no way, points are precious, and the price of life is even higher.

If it weren't for the system's emergency life protection mechanism that "can only be implemented once", it would really be impossible for him to survive the earth-shattering explosion in Maple Leaf Town.

After all, he was lucky to get his life back.

Now I can only perform well and play well in the future, and strive to pay off the debt earlier.

Thinking of this, Ron's heart relaxed.

At this moment,

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in," Ron replied.

The sweet figure of Kerla pushed the door in, smiled respectfully at Ron and said:

"Mr. Ron, we're here."

The moment the voice fell, Ron also felt a slight vibration from the hull.

This is the sound of the anchor being fixed.

Are you there yet?

So where did they take themselves?

Ron was thinking in his heart, but with a calm smile on his face, he said:

"Ok."

……

Ron put on brand new clothes again, walked out of the cabin and boarded the deck under Kerla's lead.

The moment he walked out of the cabin, the icy cold wind rushed towards his face.

Goose feather snowflakes were flying all over the sky, swaying and falling in the biting cold wind, covering the barren island in front of me with a layer of silver frost.

"Mr. Ron."

Kerla handed over a thick windbreaker beside her.

Ron was not polite, took it, put it on his body, and walked off the ship under the complex and dignified eyes of the members of the Revolutionary Army on the deck.

"Mr. Ron, please wait a moment, the leader will be here soon." Kerla said in a respectful tone.

Ron nodded.

But for 3 minutes,

In the wind and snow in the distance, a figure slowly emerged.

Tall and tall, he wore an army green trench coat, and his thick black hair flew back casually like a wild beast.

His forehead is high, and his hairline is visually exaggerated.

On the right side of the cheek is a diamond-shaped square red tattoo that runs through the eyes from top to bottom. The pattern perfectly blends with his domineering and cold eyes.

Around his eye sockets are deep dark circles, which appear to be the result of prolonged sleep deprivation.

Although the tiredness on his face could not be concealed, the man's eyes were still bright and energetic, making it difficult to look away.

Calm, domineering, full of raging ambition, the look in the depths of his eyes seemed to ignore all the rules of this world.

In this wind and snow that was blowing all over the sky, his footsteps were calm and firm, as if the most difficult and majestic wind and rain in the world could not hinder his steps. The blood-red tattoos looming in the snow added to the incomparably powerful momentum on his body. A bit mysterious and sharp.

Monkey D. Drago!

"The most dangerous criminal" in the eyes of the world government, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, the biological son of the naval hero Garp, and the father of the Sun God King Luffy!

In this way, Drago walked towards Ron in an unhurried pace.

He came to Ron with a peaceful smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ron."

"I believe you have heard of me, I am Dorag."