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Chapter 233: Tool Man Monet

Barr was recuperating on a deserted island. This rest lasted a week. During this week, he finally completely repaired his physical injuries inside and out, and his physical fitness also improved to a higher level. His physical attributes under normal conditions had reached 58 o'clock, and as for strength and agility, they also reached 53 o'clock and 55 o'clock respectively.

At the same time, the development progress of the dragon dragon fruit and bird fruit has been further deepened, and the two animal-type demon fruits have also strengthened their recovery ability.

After his injury healed, Barr was of course preparing to go to the small garden again to meet two powerful giants again.

"Time is up, come in."

Barr finished eating a portion of sea beast barbecue handed over by a green-haired beauty beside him, and then said to her.

The next second, he opened his hand with a big mouth in the depths of the green-haired beauty.

Seeing this, the beautiful green-haired woman turned pale and looked at Barr pitifully, looking reluctant.

This tall and graceful beauty with long green wavy hair, is Monet, who has fantasy fruits. Not long ago, she was used by Barr as a chef tool to cook various delicacies for Barr.

During the period of recuperation on the deserted island, Barr used his ability to build a simple house here. The house has all kinds of furniture and a large kitchen with full cooking kitchen utensils.

Barr is now a big foodie and eats a lot every day, so he naturally needs some people to help him cook food. There are some people imprisoned in his different space, with a large number of them, with hundreds of people, most of them being the pirates he met at sea.

These people are his enemies, and the reason why they did not kill them was entirely because they still had value.

However, when he didn't use these people, he simply asked them to help him cook food.

Barr's alien space originally stored a large amount of ingredients, and there are all kinds of kitchen utensils and seasonings. He had no problem asking these prisoners to help cook food in the alien space.

Now a food production chain has been formed in his alien space. In order to be able to escape from the alien space alive, those prisoners who have been imprisoned for a long time are of course very concerned about Barr's simple request.

It’s a pity that these people basically don’t know much about cooking skills, they only know very basic cooking techniques, and generally only know how to bake products, but this is better than eating raw and seriously waste food.

Barr didn't care much about this. He usually only used the ability of the sacrificial fruit to eat the low-end dishes made by these people, and fully absorb the nutrition of the food.

In the previous battles, the food that these prisoners continuously made in the alien space played a significant role in him. If it weren't for their food supply, his physical strength would have been exhausted long ago.

"What? Do you want me to invite you in?"

Barr was indifferent to Monet's pitiful appearance, but instead quickly turned cold because the other party was reluctant to cooperate. He narrowed his eyes, staring at her like a sword and said.

Seeing this, Monet's expression froze, and she had to sigh and obediently headed towards the hand that Barr had reached out.

One week was enough to make Monet clear about his current situation, and at the same time, he also knew that he could not fight against this powerful man who could knock her down without knowing it. The only result of resistance was a dead end, but he had the hope of continuing to survive according to the other party's will.

"You will let me out, Lord Reinhardt."

Just as he approached Barr's palm, Monet pretended to smile at Barr and spoke.

"Of course, as long as your cooking skills continue to be as good as this, I will let you out and I am quite satisfied with what you make."

Upon hearing this, Bar nodded without hesitation.

Facing Monet, a spy sent by Doflamingo, he certainly would not get along with her in his true form, and would continue to use the pseudonym Reinhardt to deal with her, and of course his face also made some changes.

“I will work hard to improve my cooking skills.”

Monet received a positive answer, and the pressure in his heart was dissipated a lot. Yanran smiled, and then walked towards the palm with his mouth open in front of him.

The next second, her eyes went dark.

Soon, she woke up again and found that she had not returned to the dim cell she had been in before, but in a luxuriously decorated house.

Seeing this, Monet finally breathed a sigh of relief, then lay on the soft big bed, thinking about what to do next.

She was used to the darkness of time when she was a child, and she had also been wandering among many black forces, knowing deeply what the hope of living in the hands of others is to use value.

After these days of getting along with Barr's food, she already knew that Barr was strong, but he was not an unreasonable person. As long as he met his requirements, it would be no problem to survive. But if he wanted to go further, there would be many problems.

For example, why the other party caught her and who the other party was.

Monet was confused until now, but before she figured out, she didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of making the other party angry.

She eliminated this early on by greed for her beauty. She had deliberately exposed her brilliance in front of Barr many times, but the other party just admired her and had no intention of touching her at all.

But it was not a big gain. At least she had shown her value in front of Barr. The cooking skills she had studied specially for lurking in order to lurk, and she didn't expect it to come in handy here. The other party was quite satisfied with the cooking she made now.

Of course, Monet also knew that the reason for this satisfaction was largely because of those who had similar situations as her. She was still somewhat self-aware of how high her cooking skills were, that is, the level of an ordinary chef was still much worse than that of a professional.

Once Barr catches a professional chef in the future, her value will be greatly reduced. At that time, she will probably be imprisoned in that small dark cell again.

Therefore, she must find ways to improve her cooking skills.

"Oh, Young Master, where are you now?"

When Monet thought about his current situation still being very dangerous, his face darkened, lowered his head and thought silently.

But soon, her face regained her firmness and then walked towards the few recipes on the only table in the house.

One thing is that Monet herself is very sure that she doesn't want to die, at least she doesn't want to die without understanding.

"Hey, this woman is really firm in her mind and has a strong will to live. What a pity, it would be great if the loyalty partner was me."

Barr knew every move in the alien space, and of course Monet could not hide his situation. When he saw that Monet was still tenacious, he couldn't help but admire her, but shook his head.

As expected, Monet will never escape his control unless he is stronger than him.

If the other party is obedient to him as a chef tool in the future, it is not that he cannot live well, but once the other party acts rashly, he doesn't mind destroying the flowers. What this woman does in the orphanage is disgusting him.

This woman is just a beautiful snake, just look at it, it will definitely not be touched.

After retracting Monet back to the alien space, Barr walked out of the room, and then turned into a birdman with the ability of the bird fruit, and flew towards the small garden at high speed.
Chapter completed!
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