240 Germa Proposal

"So many things happened after we died," No. 1 said with a sigh.

"At least Mistress Robin survived. Our sacrifice wasn't in vain," 

The nine Titans stood in silence, trying to process everything. 

There is really a lot of news, they need to digest it for a while. Resurrection from the dead is not something that ordinary people can accept. 

To make things less awkward, Lynch ordered clothes to be brought for them. After all, leaving them naked wouldn't exactly help their image, even if the temperature wasn't a problem for them.

Among the nine, the only woman, No. 4, looked down at herself and suddenly exploded in frustration. Storming toward Judge, she shouted, 

"You cloned my body—why didn't you make my breasts an F-cup?!"

Judge, equally frustrated, snapped back, his mustache trembling with indignation. 

"Your body is based on your DNA! How was I supposed to enlarge it for you? If you want bigger breasts, go to a plastic surgeon. I'm a scientist, not a cosmetic doctor!"

"You—!" No. 4 clenched her teeth in fury, but Judge stood his ground, unfazed by her outrage.

Insulting someone over their breast size is both tolerable and intolerable, depending on the person—and No. 4 clearly wasn't having it!

"Alright, alright," Lynch intervened, pulling No. 4 aside to calm her down. 

"Everyone's just been resurrected. Go grab some food and rest for a few days."

"Yes, sir," the Titans responded in unison before leaving.

Once the room cleared, Lynch and Judge sat across from each other. Picking up the teapot, Lynch poured a cup of tea for Judge.

"Oolong tea—one of the best. Give it a try," Lynch said casually.

Judge took the cup and downed it in one gulp, his eagerness almost comical. Lynch couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

"Alright, Judge, you've proven yourself efficient enough. Let's not drag this out—tell me how you want to collaborate," Lynch said, leaning forward.

Judge hesitated, fidgeting slightly before finally speaking. "Um… your soul-making technology… is it possible to…?" 

He trailed off, unsure how to finish his question.

From Judge's perspective, it made sense—he wouldn't hand over his cloning technology to just anyone either.

"Soul-making technology?" Lynch repeated with mild amusement.

 "Oh, you mean that?"

"Sorry, those nine were special cases. It wasn't about technical skill," Lynch clarified.

"I see…" Judge's disappointment was almost visible, but he quickly rallied himself. 

"In that case, Your Majesty, please marry into our Germa 66 Kingdom!"

"Huh? Marry who to whom?" Lynch was caught completely off guard.

This was only their second meeting! Did Judge think they were that close already?

"Please marry my daughter, Reiju!" Judge declared, pulling out a carefully preserved photo from his pocket.

"This is my daughter—please take a look."

In the picture was a stunning woman with a curvaceous figure, delicate features, and striking pink hair that partially covered her face. She wore headphones, exuding both charm and elegance.

In the photo, Reiju wore loose-fitting pajamas that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her ample chest strained the buttons, exposing a deep cleavage. Despite her stunning appearance, her slightly scowling expression hinted that the photo was taken against her will.

"Reiju inherited her mother's beauty and my wisdom. She's the most beautiful woman in the Germa Kingdom—absolutely worthy of you," Judge boasted.

"How about it? Let's get married!" 

"Marrying her will not only give you Reiju but also the full support of Germa 66. It's a win-win. Please give it serious thought!"

Judge's enthusiasm didn't waver as he pressed his case.

Reiju, the result of the Germa Kingdom's noble lineage and Judge's mastery of "blood factor" science, was perhaps one of Judge's greatest achievements. 

Her genes had been meticulously modified during the fetal stage, creating what he believed to be the perfect human.

From appearance and physique to intelligence and abilities, she was engineered to surpass almost everyone in the world.

Faced with such an extraordinary beauty, Judge was convinced no man could resist her.

However, his attitude—treating his daughter like a commodity to be traded—only deepened Lynch's dislike for him.

To Judge, his family seemed to hold no real value beyond their utility. Sons and daughters were simply assets, ready to be sold or sacrificed if the deal was right. If selling Reiju would yield significant benefits, Judge wouldn't hesitate for a second.

And what is it with people in this world and marriage proposals? Lynch couldn't help but wonder.

First, Big Mom had forced a marriage on him. At the time, refusing wasn't an option—he would've been targeted by two Yonko crews simultaneously.

Winning Garrett over had taken no small amount of effort and strategy, but in the end, the outcome worked in his favor.

Lynch occasionally felt fortunate that Big Mom had chosen Garrett for the alliance. 

Among the Big Mom Pirates, Garrett was undoubtedly one of the top two beauties.

If Big Mom had sent someone like Brule to marry him, Lynch doubted he would have had the courage to go through with it.

And now, here comes Judge, pushing for a marriage alliance as well.

Lynch couldn't decide if these people truly loved marriage or if they were just obsessed with becoming his in-laws.

Actually, it wasn't that people in this world loved marriage—it was just that Big Mom and Judge viewed it as a strategic tool.

Both their powers were built around family, and marriage alliances were their best method to grow stronger.

Big Mom didn't need any explanation. With her forty or fifty husbands and dozens of children, her crew seemed to revolve around constant matchmaking. The Big Mom Pirates were either hosting weddings or planning them daily.

As for Judge, proposing a marriage alliance wasn't surprising—similar tactics had already played out in the original story.

In order to regain dominance over the North Blue, Judge didnt hesitate to seek skin from the tiger and formed a marriage with the brutal Big Mom pirates Let Sanji marry Pudding.

However, the marriage between Pudding and Sanji was just a false marriage. In fact, they were attracted by the cloning technology in each other's hands.

If not for the intervention of the Straw Hats, the Germa family might have been wiped out on Cake Island.

But Lynch didn't expect that the protagonist this time was not the Big Mom Pirates, but him.

Could it be that working with him seemed more advantageous than working with Big Mom?

Da~da~da~

Lynch tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, deep in thought about whether marrying into the Germa family was worth it.

Sensing the possibility, Judge fell silent, watching eagerly.

[Ding! A new life choice has been triggered.]

[Task Choice One: Refuse Judge's marriage proposal.

Reward: Lucky Country Snail ×10.]

[Task Choice Two: Embrace the will of the infamous rogue! Have Judge create an artificial human using his wife's DNA, then marry the artificial human.

Reward: Title: Wives Thief Lives Forever + Zoan•Cow-Cow Fruit•Buffalo Form.

Effect: Wives will feel weak in the knees and tremble at the sight of you, while you will struggle to resist the allure of married women.]

[Task Choice Three: Marry Reiju and become Sanji's brother-in-law.

Reward: Upgrade any of the Host's abilities to the fifth-level peak.]

Clatter!

The sudden announcement from the system interrupted Lynch's finger-tapping. 

His hand froze mid-motion as he processed the unexpected options 

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TO BE CONTINUED

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