Chapter 333: Cavendish's consciousness

Chapter 333 Cavendish's Awareness
Perona's appearance gave a heavy blow to the handsome pirates.
All gone.
This word, for a pirate group, is so heavy and miserable.
Fortunately, it was just a small fight.
Nevertheless, including Cavendish, everyone in the handsome pirate group was fortunate, and inevitably feared.
Subsequently, the White Horse came to the shoreline and dropped anchor.
A gangway stood toward the shore, and everyone disembarked.
"Jim, Philo."
"captain."
Jim nodded at Maude, while Philo kept yawning, and his sleepiness was evident.
During the time she was staying at home, she was a model worker, studying various poisonous plants on the terrifying three-masted ship day and night.
After studying the plants clearly, they still did not sit idle, and extended their magic claws to the corpses stored in the freezer.
Maude glanced at the drowsy Philo, and could probably guess why.
Without Jia Ya's food tonic food as logistical support, if Philo is allowed to continue like this, it is impossible to say that one day it will really die suddenly.
Regardless of whether it is for advanced studies in rank skills or rigorous training for gaining stronger strength, Jia Ya's food and supplement cooking can greatly improve efficiency and progress.
Maude had this consideration when he wanted Rajaya to board the ship.
Everyone did not stay on the shore for too long, passing through forests, cemeteries, ruins and other places to the castle in the middle of the island ship.
"What an uncomfortable place."
Cavendish muttered to himself.
Along the way, the diffuse fog, the desolate and gloomy cemetery, and the chill that irritated the skin at any time and anywhere gave Cavendish a very bad impression.
There is no doubt that the environment of the terrifying three-masted ship is extremely incompatible with his radiant aspect.
With such thoughts in mind, he was taken directly to a room by Maude after he came to the castle.
"This is... the anatomy room!"
Cavendish stared blankly at the various instruments exuding chills on the stone-brick wall, as well as an operating table stained with black blood lying horizontally in the center of the room.
"In other words, what you want me to cooperate with is... dissecting my body!?"
Cavendish stared at Maude with an angry face, and then his right hand climbed onto the hilt of the knife.
It's no wonder that Maude had previously said some crooked words related to [Body].
If you really want to be dissected...
Anyway, both left and right are dead, it is better to die in the battle with Maude.
Cang!
Maude didn't care about Cavendish's excessive reaction, but slowly pulled out Chidori.
His act of drawing a knife made Cavendish further settle his guess.
Immediately, Cavendish took a deep breath and was already mentally prepared to sacrifice heroically.
But if Maude came later, Cavendish was stunned.
"Cavendish, borrow your shadow for use."
"What do you mean?"
Cavendish didn't know why.
As soon as the words were spoken, Maude in his vision suddenly disappeared.
"Ok?"
Cavendish's eyes shrank sharply, and he subconsciously pulled out the famous sword Durandall.
however,
Maude had come behind him, and cut away his shadow.
If it was really a fight, at that moment, he was already in a different place.
Cavendish, who reacted slowly to the last shot, turned around.
He discerned the situation in an instant, gritted his teeth and looked at Maude, who was holding his shadow, once again feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
This desperate gap...
Use talent, time, and effort.
Can you catch up?
Cavendish slowly lowered his sword holding arm.
For the first time, he had never tried hard, and for the first time, he wanted to train hard to become stronger.
Even if you can't catch up with Maude, at least, don't be as powerless as you are now.
This seemingly insignificant episode actually gave birth to Cavendish's consciousness.
Maude looked at Cavendish, who was in a moody mood, and whispered to himself: "The shadow was cut but was not in a coma on the spot. As expected... the experimental value is very unusual.
After speaking, Maude looked at the shadow pinched in his hand.
The dark shadow was grinning, struggling frantically in silence.
The violent aura displayed by the shadow was closer to Cavendish's personality, which made Maude's original idea stand firm.
This is also the reason Cavendish was cut away but he did not immediately fall into a coma.
A basic concept can also be derived from this.
That is, on the premise that personality equals soul, Cavendish's body hosts two souls.
And this kind of distinctive expressiveness is fundamentally different from Philo's kind of personality switching that tends to suggest.
As long as you can make good use of Cavendish's experimental value, you may be able to bring the upper limit of Shadow Fruit to a new height.
Maude thought.
"Experimental value?"
Cavendish heard Maude's self-talk, and he had just made a false alarm, and he couldn't help shaking again.
It turned out that the man in front of him wanted to do some kind of experiment with him.
No, to be more precise, take his shadow...
"Boom."
At this moment, Jim pushed open the door of the dissection room and walked in.
He brought a zombie that Maude needed for his experiment.
"Just put it there."
Maude pointed to the messy operating table.
Jim nodded silently, put the zombie on the operating table, then turned and left the dissection room to continue the daily high-intensity exercise.
During the time when Maude and the others went to the Chambord Islands, Jim was not idle while supervising Perona's body refining. He spent almost all his free time for exercise, which was very hard.
Now Jaya is back.
That means that he can squeeze at least one third of his time to exercise every day.
After Jim left, Maude walked to the operating table and looked down at the zombie on the operating table.
This zombie had an old long knife slung around his waist. He was obviously a swordsman before his death, but his body was of average preservation and strength, and his head was almost bald, with only a small amount of hair left.
Cavendish silently returned Durandle to his sheath, and then silently looked at Maude standing in front of the operating table.
Even if he knew that Maude was going to use his shadow to do some kind of experiment, he still couldn't figure out Maude's real purpose.
Naturally, Maude couldn't explain anything to Cavendish.
Looking at the shadow in his hand that was doing unnecessary struggles, Maude skipped the steps of signing the contract and directly stuffed Cavendish's shadow into the swordsman zombie on the operating table.
Cavendish watched this scene, secretly surprised.
Maude calmly looked at the zombie stuffed into the shadow, waiting for the result.
After a while, the swordsman zombie suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, his mouth opened in anger, breaking the lines that were stitched around his lips one by one.
Huh!
The swordsman zombie stood up suddenly, and drew out the old broken knife at his waist with extreme skill.
At the same time, the barely bald hair of the Swordsman Zombie was dancing with the waves like seaweed, but it was kind of funny.
"this is……"
The gesture displayed by the swordsman zombie made Cavendish understand everything in a flash.
Although he has never really seen Li's personality, he can use newspapers or some video materials to see the image of Li's personality dominating his body.
Under this cognition, whether it is the mad mouth of blood, or even a small amount of hair that still has to dance.
No doubt they were all telling Cavendish the answer.
The swordsman zombie exudes a violent aura, full of his desire to destroy, turning his neck, and looking viciously at the nearest Maude.
Then, the Swordsman Zombie was really stiff.
Kang Dang!
The knife in his hand dropped to the ground.
The violent aura that frightened ordinary people came swiftly and quickly.
At the same time, the small amount of hair that had danced on his head for less than two seconds was immediately the same as the eggplant frosted.
Seeing the sharp reaction of the swordsman zombie before and after, Cavendish was stunned.
I only heard the crew say how Rommel's sickle was frightened by Maude.
Now, he finally saw Cavendish with his own eyes.
It's just that instead of feeling disappointed, he gave birth to a feeling of pity for the same illness.
Ugh.
They are all their own.
He sighed deeply in his heart.
Weakness is the root of incompetence...
(End of this chapter)