Half an hour later.
Halfway up the mountain hotel, in the most luxurious room!
Kaos was sitting on the sofa with his upper body naked and his legs crossed, drinking red wine while reading the news.
Not far away, Klokdal was eating to replenish his energy.
On the ground across from Chaos, Archino's face was bruised and swollen. His chubby, shirtless body was covered in bruises as though he had suffered some kind of humiliation. His face was as pale as snow, and it seemed as though he would breathe his last in the next moment.
Just looking at him made him feel pitiful.
After almost half an hour of duel, Klokdal successfully beat Archino into this state without using the ability of Sand Sand Fruit.
So after venting, Klokdal was now very happy.
Huh ~
Kaos put down the news, lit a cigar and looked up and down at Archino.
Apart from his Devil Fruit, this guy has nothing else going for him.
He can't use Kenbonshoku (Observation), Armament Haki, let alone physical skills within the Rokushiki.
In short, he's a slag.
Now Archino didn't dare to be tough.
He just lowered his head and gasped, there were only two roads in front of him. Finally, under the threat of death, he chose to be one of them.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
As Kaos spoke, the hotel manager came in with a doctor to treat and bandage Archino.
Ten minutes later, the manager and the doctor left in a hurry.
But when they left, they were grinning from ear to ear, and the gold coins in their pockets were a bit heavy.
Now Archino looks serious, but the real situation is not like this.
At least he is not on the verge of death, more or less, Archino is deliberately pretending.
He's a bit smart.
"Laosha, I'll leave it to you tonight."
Kaos got up from the sofa and walked into another bedroom to rest.
Now there are many people on the island watching them, and it is estimated that some people will want to do something.
It depends on whether Zhan Guo and the others can arrive in one night. Now it's better to avoid them. In addition, Kaos also plans to go to the New World.
However, before that, he still needed to stay in the Grand Line for ten days to half a month. He needed to make the world government feel heartache.
As for going to the New World, it was naturally for "pure gold."
Recently, he had been recalling the information regarding "pure gold," so he was somewhat confident.
Stussy didn't call either, so things should be going well.
"No problem."
Klokdal knew what Kaos meant. They had a tacit understanding.
"Oh, right. Explain the team's philosophy and culture to him. Also, let him gain some experience. It's fine as long as he doesn't die!"
How could Kaos not see through Archino's little scheme?
He had deliberately pretended to be seriously injured and on the verge of death in order to numb him so that he could find an opportunity to escape.
Although Klokdal was a little unhappy, he still nodded.
After Kaos entered the room, Klokdal dealt with the things in front of him. Then, he lit his cigar and walked to the sofa where Kaos had been sitting. He looked at Kaos with contempt.
Archino was very unhappy with this expression.
But after confirming with his eyes, he knew that he couldn't beat him.
How frustrating.
"I'll talk, you listen!"
"Remember it in the shortest time possible. As for how much you understand, it depends on your comprehension."
Klokdal's contemptuous expression began to turn into fanaticism and excitement. He stood up and explained the team's philosophy and culture to Archino with great emotion.
It was the same as what he had explained to Stussy, but this time, he was more skilled and more excited.
"Our team's philosophy and culture is very simple. First of all, you have to understand one thing: What do people live for?"
“....”
Archino didn't care at first, but slowly, he opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at Klokdal who was talking about it.
"If it's ours, it must be ours."
"Let go of your nature and live as you wish."
"The true meaning of life is stimulation and heartbeat."
"Destiny can be completely in your own hands."
"In this world, no one can be more rampant and arrogant than me, and no one can bully us …"
Klokdal's spittle flew everywhere. The more he spoke, the more he felt. Archino stared at Klokdal with his mouth agape for an hour.
Klokdal had added many of his own ideas to the philosophy and culture this time. It was even more arrogant and despotic than Kaos' version, and could be said to be the essence.
Clearly, Klokdal had been innovating all this time.
In the long run, he might even surpass Kaos and beat him to the ground.
This was because Klokdal's explanation was even more profound than Kaos' crude and straightforward version this time. He added a lot of gentleness and contrast, and it was very infectious. Looking at Archino's slightly mesmerized expression, it was obvious that he had spoken to the bottom of his heart.
After thinking about it carefully, Archino felt that what Klokdal had said was true life.
He was now a walking corpse and couldn't be considered alive.
But why did he feel that something was wrong?
Even though this guy had a point!
Archino's face was blank as he started to think about it carefully.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had lived like a dog for so many years. He was too lazy.
No goals, no dreams, no pursuits.
He wasn't weaker than others, so why couldn't he become an expert that everyone feared?
He could do whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted …
His life now seemed too dull. He was unknown on the ocean. This shouldn't be him.
His name should be known across the ocean and recorded in history.
Klokdal's mouth was dry from talking. He poured himself a glass of red wine and didn't disturb Archino.
Tilting his head and looking out the window, Klokdal's eyes were filled with stories.
After explaining to Archino, he felt that his soul had been sublimated and comforted.
He didn't know when it started, but he had already seen through the profound meaning of life and the nature of the world, while the people were still ignorant. It seemed that he had to spread his ideas.
It was time for this abyss of suffering to be cleansed and saved.
The hall fell silent.
One person's eyes were filled with the expression of seeing through the truth, while the other's eyes were filled with confusion and doubt.
Unbeknownst to them, Kaos in the room was also stunned.
Shivering, Kaos took a puff of his cigar and subconsciously fiddled with his golden earrings. He looked at the wall with a strange gaze!
He had heard every single word of Klokdal's explanation.
Klokdal was getting more and more agitated as he spoke. It was hard not to hear. If he hadn't gone through the big dye vat of the internet in his previous life, he would have thought that Klokdal was speaking the truth.
'That's not right!'
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Klokdal was trying to undermine him.
'Please, he's a decent person.'
'This team is decent too.'
'Why does it sound like Klokdal is trying to undermine him?'
'If this goes on, won't I be the Boss of the Heresy?'
'Where did it go wrong?'
However, Klokdal's words made sense. After his explanation, the team's culture seemed to have a soul. It didn't feel so dry and dry anymore.
He couldn't tell that Klokdal had this kind of talent.
'To be able to learn the Heresy without a teacher, he's a genius!'
He didn't know that the main culprit was himself. He still thought that Klokdal was self-taught and didn't have any self-awareness!
However, Kaos was still satisfied and didn't plan on correcting him.
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