Island 28.
"Why is it dark?!"
"Where did this wall come from?!"
"W-what's happening?! Why is there suddenly such a tall wall?!"
"Where's the exit?! Is the exit sealed?!"
The slave traders and thugs trapped inside the dome fell into a panic. Hawk raised a trembling finger, pointing at Wayne and screaming hysterically: "It's him! He did it!!!"
"He's a Devil Fruit user!!!"
"What?!"
"A Devil Fruit user?!"
"Hawk! Damn you! If he's a user, why didn't you say so earlier?!"
"Damn it! What's there to be afraid of with a user?! I have a gun! No matter how powerful a user is, he'll die if his head is blown open!"
He raised his gun, aiming at Wayne's forehead: "Go to hell!"
Bang!!!
"Hmph~ Overestimating himself."
The next second, the Float-Float Fruit's awakened domain unfolded! Within this domain, all matter and all life were under Wayne's control.
Wayne growled: "Lion's Might: Planetary Devastation!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"What's going on?! My body!"
"I can't move! Help!"
"No! Don't!"
Hawk was the first to uncontrollably lift off the ground, flying towards the center of the dome, followed by the second, third, fourth... Everyone present let out desperate wails, their bodies being pulled by an irresistible force and violently smashed into Hawk.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of bones breaking and desperate screams mingled together.
In just a few breaths, a Cthulhu-esque human flesh ball, formed by countless human bodies being forcibly squeezed together, appeared beneath the dome.
On the surface of the human flesh ball, countless hands and feet struggled and twitched in despair, emitting tragic wails.
Looking at his masterpiece, Wayne nodded with satisfaction, then casually snapped his fingers.
"BOOM!"
The Cthulhu-esque human flesh ball exploded like a shower of flower petals, sending the human traffickers and thugs corpses flying in all directions. Some crashed into buildings, others slammed into the dome... When the sky-obscuring dome disintegrated, people around Island 28 could finally see what had happened inside.
First to catch their eyes was the chaotic street, littered with twisted corpses and bloodstains. People dressed as slaves were running and shouting in the streets, rushing into shops to free more slaves.
"Oh my god! What just happened?!"
"Idiot, someone killed those slave traders."
"Ugh!" Someone took one look and couldn't help but bend over and vomit.
The crowd instantly erupted. Some fled in panic, while others, being physically fit, jumped onto the island to ask the slaves what had happened.
In the chaos, a reporter wearing a vest and with a camera Den Den Mushi around his neck was beating his chest and stomping his feet.
"Damn dome! Such big news! If only I could have photographed the perpetrator..." He clutched his hair, heartbroken, as if he had missed out on millions.
Just then, Wayne walked up to him and asked: "Are you a reporter?"
"That's right." The reporter looked at Wayne's press pass on his chest and suddenly asked: "Did you get any photos just now? Can you share them? I'll pay!"
Wayne shook his head: "I just got here too. What a pity!"
"Yeah, tell me about it."
Wayne pretended to take a few photos, then shrugged: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, with these photos, it's enough for us to report, isn't it?"
"Hahaha, that's true. I'm going to conduct interviews, goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Shakky's Rip-off Bar.
Wayne pushed open the door and walked in. Shakky was mixing drinks at the bar. Tesoro and Stella's faces lit up when they saw Wayne enter; "That's great, Mr. Wayne, I knew you'd be fine."
"Tsk tsk, you brat, you just went out for a bit and caused such a big incident."
Wayne waved his hand casually: "It was just a small matter. Oh, by the way, Sister Shakky, please help me look after Tesoro and Stella. I need to go to Alberby Island, and I'll come back to pick them up later."
"Sigh~ You've found me a trouble, haven't you? Never mind, for the sake of old Ray, I'll let them be temporary waiters for a few days."
Tesoro immediately stood up: "Mr. Wayne, let me go with you! I'll do anything to help you!"
"Oh? Really?" Wayne turned to look at Tesoro, smiling faintly: "Like killing? Just like I did just now?"
Tesoro clenched his fists and said with firm eyes: "I can do it, just give me a gun!"
"Hahaha." Wayne patted Tesoro's shoulder: "Very good, you're full of spirit."
Wayne took out the Gold-Gold Fruit from his pocket and handed it to Tesoro: "This is a Paramecia-type Gold-Gold Fruit. Eat it, and you'll gain the power to manipulate gold. When awakened, you can even transform surrounding matter into gold."
"Eat it, and your destiny will change because of it, but the price is that you need to offer your loyalty."
Tesoro looked at the Gold-Gold Fruit in front of him, recalling everything that had just happened, and nodded firmly: "Mr. Wayne, I, Tesoro, pledge my eternal loyalty to you!"
Shakky, who was watching from the side, lit a cigarette and looked at Wayne with interest. Using a Devil Fruit to win people's hearts, this kid has a lot of good stuff on him!
"Eat it!" Wayne threw the Gold-Gold Fruit to Tesoro, who bit into it without hesitation, his expression suddenly changing, clearly finding it incredibly disgusting.
But even though it was difficult to eat, Tesoro persisted and finished the entire Gold-Gold Fruit.
"Come on! Try your new power."
Wayne waved his hand, and a pile of gold items appeared on the bar counter. Shakky looked at Wayne in surprise, "Where did you pull all that from?"
"Are you a reporter?"
"Of course not."
"Then why are you asking so many questions?"
Shakky's expression soured. This kid's words were still so annoying, but seeing as he gave her another piece of gold, she would forgive him this time.
"I'll try." Tesoro took a deep breath and gently touched the gold on the bar counter.
Soon, the pile of gold began to soften and merge under Tesoro's control, until it transformed into a golden longsword.
"This, this, it's amazing." Tesoro looked at the golden longsword in his hand in disbelief, his eyes full of excitement.
"This is just the most basic usage. How to develop it further is up to you."
Tesoro nodded seriously: "I understand, Mr. Wayne. I will definitely work hard!"
"Good. For the next few days, you should diligently research your abilities. If you don't understand something, you can ask Miss Shakky. I think she'll be happy to answer your questions."
Shakky complained slightly displeased: "I'm not your subordinate. If you want me to teach him how to train, I can, but it's not free!"
"Charge it to his tab. When he can transform items into gold, you'll have as much money as you want!"