Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

There were many figures hiding in the woods at this time. Jerry was not mistaken. They were indeed people, but they had no shadows.

Obviously this is a group of victims, hiding here together for some reason.

Seeing Jerry turning his head to look at his hiding place, some conversations were heard in the shadows.

"Big sister, it seems you have discovered us."

"Then let's go out."

"Wait a minute, that afro skull can move and talk, it looks very weird."

"Who cares? The guy next to me is so handsome. I want to propose to him."

After saying that, a fat woman jumped out from behind a tree and came to the forest road in front of Jerry and the others.

Looking at the woman walking quickly towards him, Jerry seemed to have a fuzzy memory and couldn't remember who she was for a moment.

Following the woman came a group of men dressed in various styles.

"Ah, is it really a human? Not bad."

Patting his chest, Brook was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a staggering figure among the approaching crowd.

"Zombies!"

He yelled and was about to run away, but Jerry grabbed him and he couldn't get away.

"Look carefully, that's an elderly man who was injured."

"Ahem, yes, young man, I'm just an old man with serious injuries."

When the two sides approached, a shriveled old man who looked like a zombie walking in front was very impressed with Jerry's vision, and then yelled at Brooke:

"Besides, you look scarier than me with all the skeletons on you!"

Brook, who was being held by Jerry and still running desperately, stopped and turned back after hearing the voice:

"How can anyone tell the difference? You look more like a zombie than a zombie. You scared me to death."

Ignoring the two old guys who didn't look like normal people, Jerry turned around and asked the young people next to him.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

But the fat woman suddenly stepped forward and said directly:

"I like you so much, please marry me."

"Dah ah."

Without even thinking about it, Jerry crossed his arms and blurted out.

"Ah, Captain, you've been rejected again. Is this almost the 4000th time?"

The two shorter men next to the woman counted and then looked up at Jerry and said:

"Hello, we are members of the Victims' Alliance who have had their shadows taken away and are now hiding in the forest."

"This is Captain Lola of our Tumble Pirates, and this is Uncle Spor, the Honorary President of the Victims' Alliance."

He pointed at the tall fat woman and the skinny old man respectively.

"Oh? What do you want?"

After they finished introducing themselves, Jerry remembered that the Lola in front of him was one of the aunt's daughters. He did have a vague impression of her because her shadow had been taken away.

The shorter man next to Lola pointed at Brooke's feet.

"It's like this. We saw that you still had a shadow, but he beside you didn't. I guess you are going to the mansion?"

"As victims, we have lived without seeing the sun or a shadow for more than a year."

"We really want to end this as soon as possible, but we also don't want to see other innocent people delivering food."

"Therefore, if you know nothing about Moriah of the Shichibukai, or if you are not strong enough, I advise you not to go any further."

Even though their looks and dress are weird, this group of people don't know whether they hate Moria or they still have some conscience. In any case, they do have this mentality now.

After listening to their words, Jerry knew that these people were giving him a kind reminder. He scratched his head and did a quick calculation.

"You landed more than a year ago, right? No wonder."

"What's the wonder?"

"nothing."

Jerry thought to himself that more than a year ago was when he first went to sea. He was still an unknown person at that time, no wonder no one knew him.

Although I am not to the point where everyone in the world knows me, I am still somewhat famous on the Grand Line.

He didn't continue to dwell on this issue, otherwise it would make him seem too narcissistic.

"I know Moriah, and I'm on my way to defeat him and get Shadow back for my partner."

Jerry looked so confident that he startled everyone in the Alliance. When they confirmed again that there was indeed no trace of Brook, they were all moved.

"Eh? Really? Bro, do you need any help?"

"We are not idle on the island. We have already obtained a lot of information about Moria and the island."

Even though he had a general understanding of Moria's abilities, Jerry still did not intend to take it lightly and planned to listen to what they had to say.

"Really? I know a lot about him, too. If possible, it would be better if you could tell me in detail."

Although the Alliance was intimidated by Jerry's confidence, they still wanted to test the waters first.

Otherwise, if they met a boastful king, wouldn't it be a waste of everyone's hard-earned hope?

"Okay, but you have to defeat us first and prove your strength, otherwise we'll still have to persuade you not to go any further."

"Come on." Jerry put his thumbs in his pockets and nodded.

This nonchalant look made the two men who walked out first narrow their eyes slightly.

"We are the Rickis brothers from the Tumbling Pirates, so don't be careless!"

"Here we go! Ha!"

"Oh!"

"Okay, now you can tell me."

Faced with the two pirate brothers who were rushing towards him with nothing but posture, Jerry didn't even bother to take off the fishing rod behind him. He just kicked them to the ground one by one.

"Ah, it hurts."

The outcome was decided in an instant, and the Rickis brothers climbed up while screaming in pain.

"Haha, you are worthy of being the man I like."

Hearing Laura's words, Jerry immediately distanced himself from the matter:

"Forget it. Actually, I don't like women."

"Wow! Mr. Jerry, do you like men?"

Seeing the Afro Skull joining in the fun, Jerry angrily retorted:

"Don't mess around. Why don't you just admire her panties?"

"Ah this..."

Brook glanced at Lola, who was blinking in confusion, and his throat rolled unconsciously. Lola almost cured his habit.

"Although I don't know the specific reason, it seems that even the skeletons have rejected you, Captain Lola."

The Rickis brothers were grinning and gloating, but were stopped by Lola's sidelong glance and turned to Jerry:

"Okay, let me tell you our intelligence."

"Well, go ahead." Jerry nodded slightly.

"So so, so so."

After they finished their story, Jerry gently stroked his chin, thinking to himself that the key information about Moria seemed to be almost the same as what he had.

Looking up, Jerry smiled and waved to express his gratitude:

"I see. Thanks."

"Well, are we going to go? Don't you want to try stuffing a shadow into your body to see how much stronger it is?"

The Rickis brothers were startled and asked loudly.

What they were talking about was the ability of Moria's Shadow-Shadow Fruit.

The zombies on the island are actually reborn because the bodies of the creatures were stuffed into the shadows that Moria had taken away.

Not only Brook, they also discovered the zombies' weakness of being afraid of salt. They only need to put salt into the zombies' mouths, and the shadow inside the zombies will involuntarily leave their bodies.

The released shadow can be caught by anyone else with bare hands.

On this basis, they conducted experiments on inserting shadows into living bodies.

I found that most ordinary people can fit in no more than 3 shadows. It seems that the stronger the mental strength or willpower, the more shadows they can withstand.

When a living person is stuffed into another shadow, he or she will temporarily gain the shadow owner's physical skills and physical enhancement, but the enhancement time is only 10 minutes.

"Forget it. I only insert my weapons into other people's bodies, but I don't want other people's things to enter my body."

Shaking his head, Jerry firmly rejected their proposed shadow enhancement.