Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

Tom opened his eyes dazedly while lying on the bed. He felt sore all over his body. He observed the cottage out of the corner of his eye. It was the style of a normal person's residence, neither a prison nor a cabin.

There was another young man sitting beside his bed, some parts of his body were bandaged with white cloth, and he was looking at Tom with a slightly complicated look.

"Where am I? Is this still Judicial Island?"

Tom stood up with difficulty. George came over and supported him, leaning him against the wall.

"This isn't Judicial Island."

"Then you are really brave."

"In this day and age, there are many brave people. Does the navy still have any deterrent effect?"

Tom chuckled.

"At least it's still very intimidating in the four seas."

George looked at him in surprise. He had never told him where he was, so how did this man know? Tom chuckled, as if realizing his surprise.

"It's the climate. The climate on the Grand Route is completely different from that on the Four Seas. I can clearly feel the changes in temperature, humidity, and airflow, and predict whether the environment here will be good or bad."

Is this what it means to have specialization? This was the first time George encountered a world-class technician, which brought a little shock to his little heart. Kokoa West Village was indeed too small!

"So, you rescued me so I could build you a boat? Since you're willing to take such a big risk to save me, I'll naturally repay you. These old bones of mine are still capable of building a boat."

Tom said confidently that there were indeed countless pirates who wanted him to help build ships. After all, if he could be associated with the Pirate King Roger, maybe he could become the Pirate King in the future?

There are many people who hold this idea.

A drop of sweat dripped down George's forehead, and he pinched a small gap between his two fingers.

"About the same, maybe a little bigger than shipbuilding, just a little bit."

A tall figure walked in from outside the door. It was Isaac. He looked at George's gesture in surprise.

"Mr. Tom, Mr. Kamiya wants to see you. I'm here to take you there."

Then, without waiting for Tom's reply, he picked him up on his back and walked out the door, with George following behind.

On the playground, the security team was training. The flashes of swords were sharp and the sounds of breaking wind were continuous. After this battle, they all realized their own shortcomings and were able to calm down and plunge into extreme training.

"Teacher Kamiya, Mr. Tom is here."

Isaac led him to a chair and gently put Tom down, but Tom did not choose to sit down directly. Instead, he stared at the young man in front of him.

He has blue eyes and black hair, and is about 1.9 meters tall (the template gene of the pirate world). There is no aura fluctuation on his body, but as a top technician who has seen countless people, Tom can feel the tingling sensation on his skin, the pressure of death that every cell in his body is warning him of.

"Tom, sit down."

"No, no, no."

Tom sneered twice, and instead of sitting on the chair, he collapsed directly to the ground.

"I originally thought you were saving me to build a boat, but after seeing you, I realized I was overthinking it. For a strong man like you, what does a small, broken boat have to do with you?"

Kamiya Kiyoshi smiled.

"I just want to ask you a small favor."

"Just say it. Since you're my savior, I'll definitely do what I can."

"Reclaiming the sea and creating land will change the world."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Tom couldn't help coughing and almost fainted. The sea train had almost killed him, and he wouldn't have enough life to build land if he had ten lives.

He thought again of the small gap that the young man had pinched in his hand. It was indeed just a tiny thing, the universe at his fingertips, right?

"Land reclamation should be easier than a sea train. All you have to do is pile up the mud and sand in the right place."