Start Hunting the Protagonist From the One Piece

"It's been a month since I came to this world."

The sun is rising, and the dawn is hovering in the sky.

Tang An was lying on the deck chair on the balcony, looking at the vast and rootless sea and sky, and calculated that it had been a month since he traveled.

This meant that Tang An could throw the dice.

You can get a chance to throw dice every natural month.

Opening the light curtain, it is still crude and unremarkable, plain and easy to understand.

No user experience at all.

The dice rotated and jumped very skillfully, and finally fixed at six o'clock.

The model plane was just like the real one, with rumbling special effects, and stopped across six spaces.

The dazzling light disappeared, and an object appeared in front of Tang An.

"A bottle of perverted spicy laxative, and a bottle of antidote."

"Explanation: Drugs that can increase intestinal water, promote peristalsis, soften stool or lubricate intestinal tract to promote defecation, are mainly used for functional constipation, and are divided into volumetric, irritating, lubricating, osmotic, expansive, etc.

This laxative is colorless and tasteless, and one drop can make "Daisy" tingle with burning pain and make the body lose all strength. Please take it with caution! "

Not angry.

Tang An was not angry at all.

I have seen too many people without clothes, and I am already normal.

Grass.

The more I think about it, the more unhappy I get, you bastard!

This is the opportunity to wait for a natural month?

A bottle of laxative?

If it doesn't matter if he is constipated and smokes this thing, then why not!

In addition, what does abnormal spicy mean? Isn't it colorless and odorless?

One drop has the effect of making the "daisy" tingle with burning pain and hollow out the body to lose all strength.

Do you dare to believe that this perverted hotness is aimed at "Daisy"?

What brand is this?

Grass mud horse.

Tang An's pale face blushed abruptly from anger.

Now he didn't want to see this good-for-nothing Goldfinger.

Leaving the room to start the daily training, Tang An tried to calm down with practice.

Shaved, he can step up to 8 times now.

This is a miracle.

I don't know if it's because I practice push-ups, sit-ups and other basic military fighting skills every day, so that my physique has surpassed that of normal adults, so it's so fast.

However, Tang An had a hunch that it was easy to step from one step to eight times, but it might be very difficult to successfully step nine or ten times.

Like a watershed, the difficulty increases exponentially.

But before Tang An walked out of the room, his body convulsed and fell to the ground. His pale face was bloodless, and he curled up like a ghost at this moment, as if all the intestines were mixed together and chopped up with a knife. The pain of suffocation swept through the whole soul.

Cancer strikes.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the water, with sweat stains on the ground.

The key is that the light curtain appeared on its own, but it was no longer that simple, but bloody and scarlet, and a countdown appeared.

Three months and seven days.

Tang An curled up, gritted his teeth and endured.

This episode was more painful than the previous ones.

After a full ten minutes, Tang An gradually disappeared when he almost passed out.

Lying sprawled on the ground, his clothes were soaked, Tang An looked at the ceiling and gasped for breath.

The dense blood in the eyes has not dissipated, and the palm of the hand is stained with blood because the nails are deep in the flesh.

The terrifying scarlet light curtain was right in front of my eyes, and the three months and seven days above were so dazzling.

Any fool can see what this time is.

He has three months and seven days left.

The appearance of this life countdown disrupted Tang An's original plan.

He can't waste any more time.

You must find ways to hunt down the target to extract rewards,

Then go to the new world to find the healing fruit.

With a thought, the blood-red light curtain disappeared. Tang An looked at the abnormal spicy laxative he had just extracted, and his eyes became fierce.

After getting up and taking a shower, Tang An changed his clothes and continued to practice as usual.

"Mr. Tang An, good morning!"

"morning!"

"Mr. Tang An, good morning!"

"Sanji, did you get up so early today?"

Tang An looked at Sanji, still smiling and saying hello.

"Today, I researched new dishes and made them for Mr. Tang An at noon!"

Sanji was very excited.

"Really? Then I look forward to it."

Tang An waved and continued to run around Bharati.

Before you know it, the sun is already in the middle of the sky.

Tang An came to the window seat in the lobby on time, and Sanji also brought out new dishes on time.

"dessert?"

Looking at the cake and dessert in front of him, Tang An looked at Sanji who was sitting opposite.

"Yes, as a chef, one must not only understand the characteristics of various ingredients, but also how to combine them. This is what I have studied recently."

Sanji was serious, with a serious expression on his face.

"Then I'll try it."

Under Sanji's expectant and apprehensive eyes, Tang An began to taste.

"How about it?"

"Well, it's delicious. This is the most delicious dessert I've ever eaten. Sanji, you are a genius. You will definitely be the world's number one chef in the future."

"I knew that Mr. Tang An still has vision, unlike old man Zhepu, who is obviously jealous of my talent."

Sanji jumped up, excited.

"Sanji, today is my birthday, can you teach me how to make this dessert cake?"

"Ah...is today Mr. Tang An's birthday?"

"Yes, your dessert cake is the best gift I have ever received. During this time, everyone has taken good care of me. I want to take this opportunity to make a cake for myself, and I also want to thank Mr. Zhepu and others."

"Mr. Tang An, wrap it on me."

Sanji patted his chest.

"Then let's make a cake! Make that kind of big ten-layer cake, don't tell Mr. Zhepu and them yet, and give them a surprise in the evening!"

Tang An hissed.

"Yes."

Sanji nodded quickly, and then the two sneaked into Sanji's small kitchen.

His own small kitchen.

The new dishes that Sanji studied before were all born from here.

"Bastard Sanji, you're being lazy again."

Zhepu didn't see Sanji all afternoon, and couldn't help but curse.

"I saw Sanji and Tang An staying in the small kitchen, as if they were studying something."

Paddy picked his nose while cooking.

"Yeah?"

Zhepu frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Tang An has been here for more than 20 days, which is a bit unusual.

Although he couldn't see anything, Zhep always kept a vigilance.

After all, he also came from intrigue and blood licking, so he always maintained the vigilance he should have.

The sunset is a rainbow, and the red clouds are winding in the sky.

Tang An and Sanji pushed the cart, on which a ten-story cake appeared delicately and beautifully in the hall.

Whether it is the waiter or the customer, all attract the attention.

"Mr. Tang An, Sanji, who are you?"

"Who's birthday?"

Paddy and others emerged from the kitchen, and even Zapp was startled.

"Today is my birthday. This is the cake that Sanji and I made together. Thank you for your care during this time."

Tang An smiled.

"So it's Mr. Tang An's birthday!"

"You should have told us earlier."

"No wonder you and Sanji have been in the small kitchen this afternoon, so they were making cakes!"

"Happy birthday."

"This is Sanji's latest dessert cake, everyone come and try it! But the shape is designed by me."

With a burst of birthday songs and blessings, the atmosphere in the whole hall became active.

After making his wish, Tang An began to share the cake, everyone got one. .