Chapter 302: Selling Two Hundred Tremor-Tremor Fruits Annually

At the Qilin's current location.

"Report, Lord Shura! Those damned Blue Sea people are over there!"

Large Express Shrimps rapidly dashed from the white cloud road and landed on the forest floor.

Dozens of white-clad priests stood on the back of each Express Shrimp.

The sole man in a purple uniform with white wings, carrying a spear, rode a giant purple eagle. He was the first to fly off the still-moving Express Shrimp, heading directly towards the Qilin.

"Hahaha, these Blue Sea people are utterly foolish! To think they'd sail their ship into the forest. Now they can't move and are at our mercy. They thought they could run after impersonating Lord Enel, did they? Did they think we couldn't catch them just because they destroyed the white cloud road? Everyone, attack! Use full force, dead or alive!"

Shura grinned widely, brandishing his spear. He patted the giant purple eagle he rode.

The eagle immediately let out a shrill cry, opened its pointed beak, and spat out a ten-meter-long tongue of fire, aiming to burn the Qilin's sails.

Law, Bepo, and the others guarding the Qilin had, of course, already noticed these aggressively charging white-clad figures.

However, they didn't choose to strike first.

They didn't know the invaders' intentions.

Law guessed that these white-clad people were likely the enforcement force of Sky Island.

After all, they were all wearing identical white uniforms.

But when Shura flew ahead and had his purple eagle breathe fire, attempting to burn the Qilin's sails, Law moved instantly.

His hemispherical surgical space swiftly expanded, encompassing an area of two to three hundred meters, including the Qilin.

"ROOM!"

Swish!

Shura, mid-air, suddenly felt his vision blur and the world spin. His head crashed heavily onto the hard deck, leaving him dizzy.

Then, a hand larger than his head descended from above, reaching for him.

It was the giant he had seen in the earlier footage.

Although he didn't know why he had suddenly appeared on these Blue Sea people's ship, Shura had always been supremely confident in his own strength.

Even if his opponent was a giant, he felt no fear.

He pressed the grip of his spear. High-temperature flames immediately shot out from the small holes in the spear, and he wielded it, thrusting towards Parmel's large hand.

"Huh? His weapon actually spits fire?"

Parmel was startled but didn't dodge. Instead, he pulled out a black halberd from his waist and, with a simple, brutal swing, brought it down.

With a loud thud, Shura stared blankly at the bare spear grip in his hand, lost in a daze.

"What's going on? Although my spear is hollow, its material is harder than steel, ugh! Let go of me! You stupid giant!"

Parmel, with a palm larger than half of Shura's body, completely gripped both of Shura's arms and his upper torso.

With his other hand, he put his Tenryu Halberd back into his waist, then took the spear grip from Shura's hand and examined it.

Then, he made a surprised sound and tapped the broken grip against the deck.

A slender snail fell out of the hollow grip. Tiny flames still lingered in its exposed opening, not extinguished.

Bepo walked over, curiously picking up the snail from the deck. "Is this thing spitting fire? How amazing, how does it do that?"

He turned it a few times and suddenly saw a protrusion on the snail, so he instinctively pressed it.

Then, with a whoosh, a long tongue of fire shot out from the opening of the twenty-centimeter-long slender snail, striking Parmel's finger. It burned him, making him cry out in pain, and he released Shura, dropping him to the ground.

"What are you doing, white bear!" Parmel clutched his reddened, burned finger, blowing on it repeatedly.

"I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Bepo immediately panicked.

Shura, released by Parmel, took the opportunity to roll over and try to escape.

But he was caught by the enraged Bepo, who let out an "Aiya" and kicked him hard in the lower back.

Shura's eyeballs almost popped out from the pain. His body lunged forward violently, tumbling over a dozen times on the deck before crashing heavily against the ship's rail with a thud, and passing out.

Meanwhile, the giant eagle he had been riding was also captured by other Marine warriors, who strangled its neck with thick ropes from the mast, roughly tied it up, and hung it from the mast.

Its tongue hung out long, and a slender snail, which it had been holding in its beak, also dropped out.

"This bird can spit fire because of this snail too."

A Marine warrior carefully picked up the snail from the ground, looking at the two to three hundred white-clad priests who had rushed closer.

"Everyone, pay attention! Be careful, the enemy might have strange weapons on them."

A lieutenant shouted loudly.

"Yes, sir!"

Not a single warrior showed fear; instead, they were full of fighting spirit. They all shouted and jumped off the Qilin, charging towards the oncoming white-clad priests.

Law adjusted the brim of his hat. With a flash, he vanished from the deck.

Seeing Law go down, Bepo immediately panicked. He quickly dropped the snail in his hand, jumped off the ship, and howled as he charged towards the priests.

Parmel also rushed out.

A few minutes later, when Rorschach and the others happily returned to the clearing where the Qilin was located, laden with golden artifacts, they saw white-clad priests lying everywhere and Marine warriors cleaning up the battlefield.

"What happened? Who are these white-clad people?"

Hibari walked forward, confused, asking the warriors.

The warriors, of course, didn't know who the white-clad priests were.

However, soon, after Law, right in front of them, sliced the unlucky Shura into more than a dozen pieces with his long sword, these questions were immediately answered by the white-clad priests in a rush.

They even vied to answer, fearing that answering too slowly would lead them down Shura's path.

"Priests? God? Enel the Thunder God?"

Hibari blinked and looked back at Rorschach.

"Brother Rorschach, oh no, that old woman might have mistaken you for him. She mistook you, who can release lightning power, for that so-called Thunder God Enel."

"Being able to elementalize into lightning and control lightning... " Law's expression became serious. "Could it be the Logia type Rumble-Rumble Fruit, which hasn't appeared on the seas for over two hundred years? If it really is that ability, then this guy named Enel truly could be revered as a god."

Saying this, he glanced at the calm and composed Rorschach.

This guy in front of him was just a half-baked lightning manipulator, yet he was already so formidable.

If he were to meet the real thing...

Law raised his hand and pressed his face.

The real thing might get beaten very badly...

"Law, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and come help me check if this is really the Logia type Cloud-Cloud Fruit."

Rorschach's voice startled Law.

He walked forward in surprise, looking at the snow-white, cloud-shaped fruit in Rorschach's hand, exclaiming, "This... where did you get this?"

Rorschach saw the surprised look on his face and immediately felt a little smug. He recounted what had happened earlier, leaving Law utterly stunned.

"Holy cow, there's such a good thing? An Express Shrimp delivered one of the world's top Logia type Devil Fruits to you? This isn't an Express Shrimp, this is an ancestral spirit manifesting!"

Even the usually cool-headed Law couldn't help but exclaim.

He couldn't hold it in.

Because it really was too outrageous.

The Marine warriors nearby, who overheard their conversation, were also dumbfounded.

What the heck?

Going to Sky Island can lead to finding a Logia type Devil Fruit?

Bepo and Parmel were practically drooling, their eyes fixed on the fruit in Law's hand.

That was a Logia type Devil Fruit!

Just by eating it, one could gain immense power.

It might even be comparable to the Zoan Mythical Zoan ability of the Rear Admiral.

Rorschach said impatiently, "Don't keep me in suspense, quickly tell me if this is really the Cloud-Cloud Fruit! Did you even look at the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, kid?"

Law looked at Rorschach and Hibari with a complicated expression, handing the snow-white fruit back.

He said in a muffled voice, "If this fruit wasn't deliberately made to look this way to disguise itself as the Cloud-Cloud Fruit, then it is the Cloud-Cloud Fruit."

"Disguise, how do you disguise it?" A question mark appeared above Hibari's head.

"A mold. You first create a mold in the shape of a Devil Fruit, then put it over some fruit before it ripens, making it grow into the shape of a Devil Fruit. Then, someone uses paint to draw the unique spiral patterns of Devil Fruits on it. To make it more realistic, they might even inject some special ingredients into the fruit..."

Law gestured with his hand.

"You can do that?" Hibari and the surrounding Marine warriors all gasped, their mouths wide open.

Even Rorschach was a little shocked.

This world had such tricks too?

Who was the genius who came up with this?

Soon, Law provided the answer he wanted.

"This is just a small business trick, a little deception pulled off by Doflamingo.

It can only fool those who are foolish and crave power.

The Donquixote Family sells hundreds of Logia Devil Fruits, hundreds of Zoan Devil Fruits, and hundreds of Paramecia Devil Fruits every year.

Among them, the best-selling ones are the Paramecia type Tremor-Tremor Fruit and the Logia type Mag-Mag Fruit. They sell over two hundred of each annually."

"Over two hundred Tremor-Tremor Fruits and Mag-Mag Fruits?"

Hibari and Rorschach both gaped, dumbfounded.

"Are these people idiots? Whitebeard and... and my dad are perfectly fine; they're not dead at all. Where would a second Tremor-Tremor Fruit or Mag-Mag Fruit come from?"

Hibari couldn't comprehend.

"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Great figures like Whitebeard and Admiral Akainu are too far away from ordinary people. Who knows if they've... cough, cough.

In short, there are definitely far more fools and rich people in this world than you imagine.

And the most crucial thing is that the Donquixote Family aren't fools.

They certainly know who they can deceive and how much money they can get.

So, a Tremor-Tremor Fruit or a Mag-Mag Fruit, in the hands of their subordinate dealers, might be worth hundreds of millions of Berries, or they might only sell it to you for five million Berries.

Five million Berries, for a chance to become the strongest in the world. If it were you, would you take it?

Even knowing there's a ninety-nine percent chance it's fake, most people would still gamble. What if it's real?

Law shrugged. "Otherwise, where do you think Doflamingo gets all his money? By doing legitimate business with you? Being honest and trustworthy? Come on."

Rorschach listened and found himself deeply agreeing.

Indeed, in this world, there was only one type of person who wouldn't be fooled by someone like Doflamingo.

And that was the poor...

As long as I'm poor enough, no one can swindle money from me!

[Item: Devil Fruit Blind Box

Description: Randomly draws one Devil Fruit from the three types. Has a 99% chance of drawing a fruit shaped like a Devil Fruit.

Price: 5,000,000 Berries / One Monthly Pass

Remaining: 199/200

Evaluation: One must have dreams; what if they come true?]

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