At the same time, the pirates on the edge of the ship's side pointed at the artillery position below in horror and said: "The muzzle, the muzzle is spitting milk!"

This... This is unscientific... Klein could barely control the twitching of the corners of his mouth.

Ever since he boarded the "Future", since the ship came to the break and began to fall, he felt that many things that happened have become extremely unscientific, even beyond the scope of his mystic knowledge.

Anderson was so stunned that he even forgot to ask questions, and stomped his feet habitually, successfully seeing another fountain of milk gushing up.

Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind quickly, causing him to grasp a problem keenly.

He immediately looked at Frank Lee, and asked in a deep voice: "After your little ones are infected with the 'Future', will they continue to infect the people on board?"

While asking the question, Klein's right palm had been inserted into his pocket, and according to the shape, he selected the "floating charm", preparing to fly into the air and stay away from the infection.

Frank thought about it seriously: "Theoretically speaking, it would be..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a figure jumped out and kicked his ass, causing him to flip several somersaults and knocked out puddles of milk.

The person who came was Nina in a linen shirt and a dark blue jacket.

She glared angrily at Frank Lee who was lying on the deck, and cursed out of breath, "Hurry up and get rid of those damn little things of yours!

"Are you thinking my boobs aren't big enough?"

"Okay, okay." Frank Lee patted his buttocks and said sullenly.

At this time, Klein had already pulled out the talisman and whispered, "Storm!"

He thought that he couldn't underestimate Frank Lee's ability to make troubles, and suspected that the other party might amplify the disaster in the future, so he flew into the air first.

Blue flames enveloped the talisman made of white tin, and a gust of wind was generated instantly, coiling around Klein's feet and around him, and carried him off the deck to a height of four or five meters.

Anderson was taken aback for a moment, and then stretched out his palm, trying to grab Klein, but he was a little too slow and failed. He could only watch Gehrman Sparrow rise while he stayed where he was.

The ordinary and handsome hunter shook his head with a distorted expression, wanting to laugh and dismember the first mate of the "Future" opposite him into eight pieces.

At this moment, Frank had already taken out a bottle of dark green powder, grabbed a handful, and sprinkled them around while reciting the Giantspeak incantation.

As soon as the powder touched the deck, turquoise vines immediately grew, and the vines grew crazily. They quickly absorbed milk and those "little things", wrapping the entire deck and cabin inside.

In just ten seconds or so, "Future" turned into a forest of vines.

"Huh, it's solved." Frank smiled at Nina first, and then his face changed suddenly, "They, they have also mutated!"

At this time, a pirate walked over staggeringly, and shouted in horror: "I, I have a watermelon growing on my head!"

Klein looked around, and saw green vines sprouting from the top of the pirate's head, one of which contained a watermelon that seemed to be almost ripe.

"This is the so-called mutation? This is crazy, damn crazy!" Anderson blurted out.

He immediately turned his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There is a problem with the ocean nearby!"

Klein, who was in mid-air, also made the same judgment.

If there is no interference from external factors, Frank Lee's experimental product and extraordinary ability will not mutate at the same time!

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The vines were torn one by one, and the window of the captain's cabin was opened. JrNovels.com