Chapter 50: Surgical Fruit Awakening & Miss Valentine's Imprisonment
At the same time, I was sizing him up. This Drum Kingdom king was obscenely bloated—like a giant ball.
His chin was made of metal, his upper body clad in metallic armor, draped in a white fur coat. His entire aura screamed nothing but tacky nouveau riche—I couldn't find a better description.
"So you're the ones who injured my subordinates?"
The Drum King walked to the table and—without any regard for decorum—shoved the pastries along with the plates straight into his mouth.
"That's right. It was me."
His arrogant behavior made me frown in displeasure.
"Injuring my subordinate Wapol means you have to pay the price."
After finishing the pastries, Wapol opened his mouth wide—swallowed the entire table—and crunched it loudly.
"As compensation—hand over these women to me, then let me search the ship's cabins. Do that and I'll forgive your offense."
"Are you an idiot?"
Hearing Wapol's words, I actually laughed. "Does any random nobody think they can strut onto my ship and act wild?"
No more wasting words with Wapol. My mental energy silently enveloped his body—then materialized into crushing pressure.
The sudden invisible force startled Wapol—he struggled but couldn't move for the moment.
"60 Million Volts Discharge—Thunder Dragon!"
I unleashed the maximum voltage my current Rumble-Rumble Fruit level could produce.
Lightning erupted from my body—forming the dazzling image of a cobalt-blue dragon roaring toward the immobilized Wapol. Its jaws clamped down—dragging him skyward.
With crackling thunder—blinding light flashed across the sky.
When the light finally faded—a charred black figure fell back to shore. It was Wapol—electrocuted pitch-black and clearly unconscious.
"King Wapol!" A tall figure dressed like a clown—carrying a bow and arrow—rushed to Wapol's side with a cry.
"Damn it—this guy's too strong!"
Beside him, another tall man in green clothes stared at me warily.
I had an impression of this big guy—he seemed to be the Ox-Ox Fruit (Model: Bison) user. If I remembered correctly—in the original story he was actually a decent person?
"Dorton! Give me that Devil Fruit! It's our only hope now."
The clown-like man stood up from beside Wapol—speaking bitterly.
"But… I'm only supposed to safeguard it for King Wapol…"
"No buts! The king's already been defeated—didn't you see how strong this guy is? Only that Devil Fruit's power gives us any chance of winning!"
The man named Dalton fell silent for a moment—then took a Devil Fruit from his pocket.
The moment I saw that fruit—my eyes widened.
"Impossible! How is this fruit here?!"
It was a red, heart-shaped fruit—covered in strange swirling patterns.
Because of its distinctive appearance—this Devil Fruit left an extremely deep impression on me.
It was none other than the legendary Op-Op Fruit—known as the ultimate Devil Fruit!
Just as Dalton prepared to hand it over—I transformed into lightning—instantly teleported in front of him—pinned him with telekinesis—and snatched the fruit.
Back on the deck—I carefully examined the Op-Op Fruit in my hand. The red heart shape matched my memory perfectly. Plus—with my ability to identify Devil Fruits—I could confirm this wasn't a fake.
My mind surged with emotions. The appearance of this fruit meant far too many things.
Calming myself—I stored the Op-Op Fruit in my spatial ring—my pounding heart finally settling.
"This fruit will serve as compensation for offending me. If any of you still dare to provoke me—I'll kill you all. Get lost!"
With another wave—everyone on shore felt an invisible crushing pressure.
Dalton—having lost the fruit—flushed red then pale—finally giving the retreat order under my intimidation.
The previously crowded shore instantly emptied. Everyone on deck finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Vivi and Igaram about to come over with more praise—I quickly waved them off—sat back in my lounge chair—and took out the Op-Op Fruit again to examine closely.
How could Law's fruit appear here? I remembered that in the One Piece world—no two identical Devil Fruits exist. Unless the previous user died—the fruit would randomly reappear elsewhere. Could Law be dead? But in the original plot—Law was an extremely important character. There's no way he'd die so easily.
Could my presence have created a butterfly effect—altering the timeline?
After thinking for a long time with no clear answer—since the fruit had fallen into my hands—there was no reason to let it go.
After some hesitation—I finally made up my mind—took a bite.
"Urgh…" The taste of Devil Fruits truly was unbearable. After swallowing the whole thing—I nearly choked to death on that hellish, bizarre flavor.
Once finished—I quickly opened the Desire System panel. Sure enough—several new lines appeared in the skills section.
Op-Op Fruit Level 0 Can create a ROOM with 1-meter diameter. As the master of the ROOM—you can freely swap positions of substances within it.
Though the description seemed plain—I knew the fruit called the ultimate Devil Fruit was far from simple.
Silently chanting "ROOM" in my mind—
A pale blue spherical membrane formed from my palm—quickly expanding to 1 meter in diameter. Inside the ROOM—I felt absolute control over the space. At the same time—I sensed my stamina draining continuously—far faster than using the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. If I guessed correctly—this fruit was related to spatial laws.
I covered a lounge chair with ROOM. With a thought—the chair instantly shattered—every piece constantly teleporting and swapping positions—reassembling and dispersing according to my will. Under everyone's astonished gazes—I played happily—until my stamina bottomed out.
"Desire Conversion!"
Consuming 100 Desire Points—my condition returned to peak. Then I continued exploring the Op-Op Fruit's abilities.
After several cycles of stamina depletion and recovery—two hours later—the Op-Op Fruit reached Level 2. Maximum ROOM diameter now: 10 meters.
Finally—I released the already fragmented lounge chair—laughing excitedly.
"Nami—how much longer until the Log Pose finishes recording?"
I asked eagerly. Right now—I couldn't wait to find strong opponents to test my new power on.
"Hm…? Eh? It's already finished?"
Nami checked the Log Pose in her hand—surprised.
"Good! Then let's set sail!"
Mental energy propelled the warship out of the river mouth—heading in the direction indicated by the Log Pose.
Then I took out another Seastone brick—unleashed 60 million volts at full power—pouring electricity into it. In just a few minutes—the Seastone glowed red-hot—melting like ice cream. Using materialized telekinesis as a mold—I cast it into a large katana—shaped exactly like Law's cursed blade "Kikoku." Under telekinetic pressure—the blade's sharpness was guaranteed.
The entire sword was pitch black—seamless and plain. I swung it once—the heavy blade carried tremendous force.
Then from my spatial ring I took some gold—forged a pure gold scabbard—and sheathed the black blade.
Yep—an ugly-as-sin Seastone katana was born.
"Wow—Mr. Lin Xiu—you can even forge weapons—without any tools! Truly amazing. But… this sword is so ugly though."
Vivi was once again shocked by my abilities—praising while bluntly roasting.
"Yeah—it's hideous."
"Black blade with khaki scabbard? They don't match at all."
"And zero decoration or embellishment—no sense of beauty whatsoever."
Nami and the others chimed in with their commentary.
I "…"
Deeply struck—I silently stored the black sword back in my spatial ring—ignored everyone—and slunk back into the cabin.
Destination: Nest 2. Having gained a new ability—I couldn't wait to test the Op-Op Fruit's power on a living person.
Entering Nest 2—I immediately heard continuous moans.
Carmen—blindfolded, hands bound behind her back, fake dildo inserted below—knelt before Sadi—head gripped as Sadi forced her into oral.
After two days of dream experiences—Sadi's training style had become much gentler. No longer pure abuse—she now paid attention to managing the slave's pleasure.
The 9 breeding-bed beauties remained in their original face-down positions—but their bodies had changed dramatically.
Everyone's bellies swelled like pregnant women. Breasts had grown considerably larger—even one originally A-cup skinny beauty had expanded to C-cup.
Some were currently being penetrated by thick tentacles in their pussies. Others trembled as slug-like lewd insects crawled out from their anuses.
Several had lewd insects clinging to their hanging giant breasts—greedily suckling milk.
Every face radiated happiness and satisfaction.
I too wore a satisfied expression. Two days until the next Desire Point collection—but my total had already exceeded 120,000. Getting rich and reaching the peak of life was no longer just a dream.
Then my gaze fell on Miss Valentine—embedded in the wall with only her face exposed. She would be the test subject for the Op-Op Fruit.
Miss Valentine—mouth plugged by tentacle—noticed my stare. Blinking—her eyes pleaded.
With a thought—the fleshy wall covering her began wriggling and retracting—exposing her slender figure.
Then I looked closely—and couldn't help frowning.
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