Looking at the five new destiny items that appeared,
Smoker felt like he was dreaming. Is the Game Merchant softening towards the Navy?
However, now was not the time to think about such things.
The most important thing was to quickly choose suitable destiny items, then help Garp win the prize as soon as possible, and get the Soul Reaper's head.
"This is…"
Smoker's eyes lit up when he clearly saw two of the destiny items.
[Vajra Ghama], [Poisonous Centipede].
Two blue-quality poisons.
These two highly toxic insects, with the mucus secreted by their skin and their fangs, could easily poison masters with internal energy in the martial arts world.
Ordinary people would see them as a great enemy and would walk around them.
But Smoker's heart pounded, and he stared enviously at the two destiny items.
He possessed some combat techniques and toxicology knowledge of the Fighter, the Street Fighter from the Arad Continent, knowing the uses of various toxins and being able to concoct incomparably powerful poisons.
Moreover,
The [Poisonous Blood] in Smoker's body just needed these poisonous ores and insects. After digesting and absorbing the toxins within them, his skills would quickly level up.
It was comparable to a great experience capsule.
"The two items combined cost three thousand reward points, plus two hundred points for the random key…"
This wave was a huge profit.
Smoker was excited inside.
If it were according to the normal process, his [Poisonous Blood] would require skill experience costing far more than three thousand two hundred reward points to continue improving.
He truly believed now that the Game Merchant had suddenly changed his mind.
He was willing to put himself in the player's shoes and consider things from their perspective, willing to think for the players.
"Yes, I am very willing."
Fang Yi smiled, as if he could hear Smoker's thoughts.
Ah Fu, lying on the rocking chair in the Game House, looked at Smoker with pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at a poor fish that had taken the bait.
His black-hearted master would never consider the players, not even if the world was destroyed!
"Such strong poison!"
After Smoker bought the two poisons, he didn't waste time and absorbed them directly.
Ordinary Street Fighters needed to purify toxins with various instruments.
But Smoker directly skipped these troublesome steps.
Two purple mists turned into hands, grasping the Vajra Ghama and the Poisonous Centipede. The two poisonous creatures gradually shriveled up like peaches from which the essence had been extracted.
"Absorbing the toxins from [Vajra Ghama] and [Poisonous Centipede], your [Poisonous Blood] skill experience has increased…"
Game prompts kept ringing in his ears.
The purple mist containing toxins became increasingly thick, like an unmixable pigment, revealing a deep purple color.
Bang.
Smoker threw away the two shriveled husks and swung his poisonous smoke hand, hitting a lurking spirit that had just emerged nearby.
Without any delay, he slapped the spirit to death as if the scorching sun had melted snow.
"The intensity of the poisonous smoke has almost doubled!"
Smoker sensed the strength of the poisonous blood in his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up as he said, "Continue, continue!"
The remaining three destiny items were two pieces of armor and one accessory.
They were not of much help to him.
He bought another random key and replaced it with new destiny items.
"More poisonous insects?"
Among the new destiny items, one was the [Poisonous Centipede] that he had just digested. Smoker showed a puzzled expression and asked, "Mr. Merchant, what's going on?"
Fang Yi explained with a smile, "These low-level items are not unique and may reappear."
"Just like the Devil Fruit in the Pirate World, they are classified by me as blue and purple items."
As he spoke,
A burlap sack suddenly appeared at his feet, like the tattered cloth bags scavengers carry on their shoulders.
He reached out and pulled open the rope at the mouth of the bag.
One fruit after another rolled out, with curly, smoke-like patterns on their surfaces, looking like exquisite works of art.
The entire sack was filled with such similar fruits, roughly hundreds of them.
"Devil Fruit… Smoke-Smoke Fruit!?"
The weed in Smoker's mouth fell to the ground, and his jaw unconsciously dropped in shock.
He would never mistake it.
Although many years had passed, these fruits were indeed the Natural-type Smoke-Smoke Fruit that he had once eaten!
But how was that possible?
Smoker's shock lingered for a long time.
Just as one needs to eat when hungry, sleep to replenish energy when tired, and Fish-men need to stay in the ocean to survive…
It was a rule of this ocean that two identical Devil Fruits could not appear at the same time.
But now, someone had broken the iron rule that had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years, casually pulling out hundreds of identical Devil Fruits, and rare Natural-type ones at that.
Is it fake?
Smoker's first thought was suspicion.
Then he saw the Game Merchant bend down, pick up a fruit, and casually extend his hand towards the edge of Death Island.
A sea fish, as if pulled by gravity, landed in his palm like a streaking light.
Under Smoker's astonished gaze, that Smoke-Smoke Fruit was stuffed into the mouth of this sea fish.
"Mr. Merchant…"
Smoker's voice stopped abruptly.
The sea fish that had eaten the Smoke-Smoke Fruit, under his gaze, turned into a cloud of grayish-white mist with a 'bang'.
Demonstrating the ability of a Natural-type fruit.
Fang Yi grabbed the sea fish, casually threw it out of the range of Death Island, and laughed, "Sometimes, I prefer to speak with facts rather than explanations."
If it were just Smoker, he wouldn't have bothered to explain.
However,
Sengoku had just allocated five billion to Smoker, so he certainly couldn't ignore it, and countless eyes of video Den Den Mushi were looking here.
He was explaining to Navy Headquarters, and to the audiences in the Four Seas and the Grand Line.
Am I going crazy?
Smoker shook his head, looking dazed, with a strong sense of unreality, like a dream.
At Navy Headquarters,
Sengoku, who had been following Smoker's exchange, was now as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
He dialed a Den Den Mushi and said to the stationed Navy outside Death Island who had not landed on the island, "Catch that sea fish that ate the Smoke-Smoke Fruit! It's a Smoke-Smoke Fruit user! Use sea stone, sea stone!"
The reappearing Devil Fruit!
Sengoku's emotions were complex. His original gaze towards the Game Merchant was filled with vigilance and apprehension, but now there was a hint of fear that he himself hadn't noticed.
He himself was a Devil Fruit user, and he could better perceive the shocking power of the other party taking out hundreds of identical fruits.
That tattered sack full of Devil Fruits, which the other party dragged on the ground like junk,
Could instantly,
Create hundreds of Smoke-Smoke Fruit users on this vast ocean.
Natural-type!
Navy Headquarters, which ruled the Four Seas, could count the number of Natural-type fruit users on one hand.
Although it is said that there are no trash fruits, only fruit users who don't know how to train and develop…
However, compared to Zoan and Paramecia Devil Fruits, Natural-type Devil Fruits have an extremely high minimum. As long as you eat one, you can elementalize, and at the very least, you'll have the strength of a Navy Headquarters Rear Admiral or Vice Admiral.
It should be known that even the current Navy Headquarters cannot possibly gather hundreds of Rear Admiral or Vice Admiral level experts.
In other words,
As long as the Game Merchant willed it, he could, with that bag of Devil Fruits, replace Navy Headquarters and become the new overlord of this ocean.
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