Mystery: Paradox Path

Although in pirates, Beyonders are not a secret, it doesn't mean that every pirate is a Beyonder, just like in the great waterway, Devil Fruits are no secret, but not every pirate is a Devil Fruit the same as capable.

Coupled with the per capita cultural level of the bottom pirates who did not graduate from kindergarten (in fact, they did not graduate from prenatal education, but Lieutenant General Iceberg raised the average number by himself), it is a bit embarrassing to want them to master occult communication methods such as ritual magic. .

It is precisely because of this that, with the exception of a very small number of professional pirates, most pirate spies use a single method of communication, such as domesticated sea birds, or sea fish that can track special smells.

However, no matter whether it is a letter fish or a seabird, it is impossible to release it from a boat that has exceeded the speed of 300 knots - it is no problem to release it.

Thirty or so pirates from different pirate groups were so speechless looking at the sea flying on both sides, and they were speechless. Who would have thought that they would encounter such a strange thing when they were on a normal trip?

Not all passengers came to the deck, though. After roughly figuring out what was going on, some servants began to return to the cabin to report to their masters what was happening on the ship.

...

"Bang bang bang!"

Following a series of knocks on the door, the door of the first class cabin on No. 23 was opened. The servant passed the maid who opened the door and was about to walk into the room when he heard a familiar voice from the direction of the bedroom:

"Pilar, what's going on outside?"

"Sir, it's not good, this ship is controlled by some kind of witchcraft, it's flying, it's flying very fast! Someone wanted to jump off the ship and fell directly on the sea! Those people are weird too! They seem to be Knowing what happened, one by one gathered in a pile, maybe this ship is all pirates!"

The servant poured out the unorganized language like beans in a bamboo tube, and then saw the old man who had changed into pajamas walking out of the bedroom. He was wearing a black double-breasted long dress as usual. His hair was meticulously combed, and the crystal monocle with gold threads reflected the candlelight in the cabin. His indifferent temperament did not seem to be in crisis at all, but rather like he was about to attend a grand banquet.

"Don't worry, take your time and tell me what's going on outside."

The servant seemed to gain courage from his master's voice, and he took a few deep breaths before clearing his mind and repeating everything he had seen after he went out.

...

The night was still long, and this super-high-speed passenger ship with a speed of more than 20 times the normal cruise ship (The White Onyx is fast, with a steam boiler installed, and the speed is only 16 knots) rushed in with an indomitable attitude. The Sunya Sea, at this time it is not like a ship, but more like...

"It's like a missile that has already locked on its target! Damn it, where are these vampires going to take the ship!" In the first-class cabin of No. 3, the middle-aged man with an angry face shook his fist vigorously, and then He looked helplessly at his colleague next to him:

"Can't the thruster still stop?"

"Feel sorry,

Deacon, the remote control has been completely locked, and it can only be shut down manually or directly destroyed, but now the speed of this ship, the danger of going to the stern is too great, as for direct destruction... I worry that it will lead to the loss of this ship. balance. "

The speaker kept fiddling with the remote control the size of a mineral radio in his hand, showing a distressed look. At such a speed, once he lost his balance, the consequences could be imagined with the hair of his legs.

"Can you install a few thrusters on the bow to forcibly reduce the speed?" A young man on the side suggested cautiously, and was immediately greeted by all the companions in the room.

It seemed that he was a little flustered by the sight, and he asked a little embarrassedly:

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You give me ten copies of Roselle's basic mechanics... no, thirty times! Before that, please draw me a picture of the force analysis of this ship! Damn it, did you not take the general education class? Are you sleeping?" Mr. Deacon poked the young man's forehead with his finger, and kept poking him back, and the man playing with the remote control directly took out a dozen manuscript papers and a set of drawing tools and patted them on the table, indicating that he is now just paint.

...

A good biological clock woke Snow up from the bed, but the porthole did not reveal the slightest light of morning light. It was not because of Lily's superb skills that he overslept, but because the ship was still shrouded in the storm.

Reaching out and pulling away Lily, who was lying on her body, Integura couldn't help but sighed that Lily had learned the key points about the dorm maid very well—I don't know if it was because of the talent of the Assassin Path.

Before putting on makeup, Snow put on the ill-fitting white shirt, came to the living room, and began to pray to Mr. Fool. After receiving the same "I know" as always, he began to take out his clothes. Pinch the face according to the characteristics of the face person.

It seemed that he heard his movements, or perhaps it was because of Maria's maid's ethics teaching, Elaine with dark circles came out from behind the door and looked at Snow with a tired face, but said nothing.

It was not until Snow regained her sweet girly makeup that Elaine reluctantly said:

"You can really toss."

"I don't believe you and Tracy can be less active than me when they are tossing around." Integra rolled his eyes, and when Elaine's face was already flushing, she stretched out her hand and took out the door of light that appeared out of thin air. Out of the table for breakfast.

After all, in the current state of the ship, it is obviously unrealistic for the chef to cook well. Fortunately, his followers are now all over the country, so it is not difficult for people to sacrifice a breakfast.

"Master is up, meow?" Lily walked out of the bedroom without any strands, and rubbed her eyes to look at Integura, who was eating. Elaine's face turned dark, and she immediately said:

"Would you at least wear one dress?"

"Meow, I'm going to take a bath, and then wear it after washing. Well, the human body is really convenient. It's too painful to be a meow! The master is much more comfortable than a cotton swab, meow!" Lily muttered as if she didn't wake up, shaking Wandering into the bathroom attached to the first-class cabin, Elaine looked at Lily in confusion, then turned to look at Integra, with a shocked expression of "I didn't understand, but I was shocked."

"Cough cough, as we all know, cats are punitive blue, so you need to use a small cotton swab..."

"I don't need this kind of knowledge!" Elaine covered her ears, and Integura changed the subject graciously and said to Elaine:

"Where are we now?"

"How do I know... well, you're the master, I'll go and ask." Elaine sighed deeply, suddenly missing Tracy's ship...