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As we all know, scientific research is a bottomless pit.
Dimon thought, maybe I should start a business and make some money.
Wano Country is the origin of Seastone, a scarce resource that can be easily exported without worrying about buyers.
The artisans here are unparalleled in the world, able to process sea stone into all sorts of exquisite objects.
Just then, a slender figure walked into the bathhouse.
"The general's mansion has such a nice place? Really, they didn't even entertain me..."
Stussy, wearing a pure white bath towel, walked over with a charming smile.
"Is it possible that this isn't a mixed-gender bathhouse, but rather the general's private bathhouse?" Dimon quipped.
"What does it matter? I also love soaking in hot springs~"
She walked to the edge of the hot spring, stretched out her fair feet to test the water temperature, and then entered the pool, slowly approaching Dimon's side.
Dimon had no intention of turning away the benefits that were offered to him; he immediately called a maid to bring him a fruit platter and milk.
When Dimon woke up, Stussy was no longer beside him; she was kneeling in front of the dressing table touching up her makeup.
Dimon greeted him with a smile.
The hot spring water was very white and tender, and he was very satisfied.
"It's getting late. I really envy you. You can really sleep!" Stussy admired himself in the mirror. "Get up, I want to go see the Hades battleship."
"You're still running around today?" Dimon asked in surprise.
"Hmph, you've forgotten that I'm an immortal, and my injuries have already healed!"
Stussy got up triumphantly and dragged Dimon out of bed.
Dimon then realized a serious problem.
The elixir of immortality grants eternal life, keeping the recipient frozen in time at the moment of drinking it.
Doesn't Stussy get injured every time?
Oh well, it's not him who's in pain anyway.
After getting dressed, the two left together, and later had breakfast with Vegapunk and the others.
Judge and his two companions had rosy complexions, clearly satisfied with Dimon's hospitality.
It wasn't until noon that the group set off for Tengshan. Deep within Tengshan, they found the Hades warship.
Several scientists were excited and went around conducting research.
Naval Headquarters, Marineford, Admiral's office.
"Here are the three fruits you requested."
Marshal Kong pointed to the three Devil Fruits on the table and said, "Are you sure this isn't a trap?"
“This is not a one-off deal, Marshal,” Sengoku wisely said. “As long as that person wants more Devil Fruits, trading with us is an efficient strategy.”
"Sounds like a businessman. What would he do with so many Devil Fruits?"
"The ingredients for brewing... that's what the intelligence said." Sengoku pondered, "Perhaps they want to create an army of ability users."
Kong scoffed: "Even the best fruit depends on the user; quantity alone is meaningless."
He was a little worried about the world government's reaction, but no one could refuse immortality.
For the past five years, the Navy has been hunting down those remnants, but they are all immortal, and the more they come into contact with them, the more they envy them.
Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, Steelbone Space has not hesitated much.
"You make the contact. We need to decide the transaction location. It would be troublesome if it turned out to be a trap!"
Zhan Guo immediately took out a slip of paper with a number written on it and dialed the number.
A moment later, the Den Den Mushi was connected, and Dimon's voice rang out in the office.
"Moshi Moshi, who is this?"
"It is I, Sengoku."
"It's you. Is everything ready?"
"Of course! I'll decide the location of the transaction. This is our first transaction, and I don't think we should have any unpleasantness."
The fact that the Warring States period specifically mentioned the first time implies that there would be a second and a third time.
He believed that Dimon would not refuse and that the other party would definitely understand his concerns.
"There's no need for all that trouble..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Guo suddenly looked down at the note in his hand.
The slip of paper with the number written on it burst forth with jet-black lightning, and wisps of black smoke rose up.
The next moment, the black smoke flew across the desk, instantly drawing a pentagram magic circle.
"what?!"
Both Sengoku and Sora changed color.
At the center of the magic circle, a dark figure emerged. As the black smoke dissipated, Dimon appeared before the two of them.
"Good afternoon, you two."
"This is your ability?" Sengoku's face darkened. "You actually tampered with the note!"
"There's no trickery involved, just a little prank. I call it [Reverse Summoning]."
Dimon landed lightly, standing in the Admiral's office with a mocking smile on his face.
Steel Bone Kong stared intently at Dimon, his pair of jet-black wings on his back extremely conspicuous.
"Are you a Lunaria?"
Abel is a member of the Lunaria race and also has a pair of black wings on her back, but the two have completely different wings.
However, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, and Dimon has no interest in explaining that he is a demon.
This identity is currently known to only a very small number of people.
He didn't bother to answer, his gaze falling on the three Devil Fruits on his desk.
"This should be the Navy Headquarters, right? I'm getting a little scared staying here for too long."
Kong's expression turned serious: "I don't see what's so scary about you. You have quite the nerve to show up in a place like this so brazenly!"
Dimon smiled, walked to the sofa, sat down, crossed his legs, and then took an apple from the fruit basket and took a bite.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's make a deal."
Seeing Dimon acting as if he were back home, the Fleet Admiral and the Admiral remained silent.
Why would they arrest someone here?
The thought flashed through my mind and was immediately abandoned.
Sora nodded to Sengoku, who then picked up three Devil Fruits and placed them in front of the sofa.
With a wave of his hand, Dimon created a brand new bottle of immortality elixir, then asked, "I'll give you a discount, so how about you give me some freebies in return, like... a Devil Fruit encyclopedia!"
Chapter 41 One Man Fights the Navy Headquarters Alone
The Devil Fruit Encyclopedia is quite rare, but for the Fleet Admiral, it's just an ordinary picture book.
"Here you go, I happen to have one on hand. But it's not complete, it only records about three hundred kinds of Devil Fruits."
Kong took out an old, colorful picture book, about two fingers thick, from the drawer and casually tossed it to Dimon.
"Thanks, you're a kind person."
Dimon happily accepted it, knowing that his mother would no longer have to worry about him not being able to distinguish between Devil Fruits.
Although it's not complete, there are still at least three hundred, which is barely enough.
So, Dimon handed the Elixir of Immortality to Sengoku.
After obtaining them, Sengoku did nothing more than obediently push the three Devil Fruits toward Dimon.
"Transaction complete, you can leave now!"
During the Warring States period, orders were issued to expel guests.
After all, it was a shady deal. If a notorious pirate were seen in the marshal's office, who knows what outrageous stories might circulate.
"How ruthless of you to turn on me like that! What's wrong with letting me sit a little longer?"
Dimon casually flipped through the encyclopedia, not in a hurry to leave.
He snapped his fingers, and a small magic circle immediately appeared on the table. In the blink of an eye, the encyclopedia and the three Devil Fruits were teleported away together.
"What do you want to do?" Sengoku asked warily.
"Don't be nervous, let me guess..."
Dimon stood up, tossed the apple, now only the core, into the trash can, and then said with amusement:
"Your three Devil Fruits must have been given to you by the World Government, right?"
"So what if it is? Why do you care about where it came from?" Marshal Kong said calmly.
"As an honest winemaker, I am happy to provide you with after-sales service."
Damon said jokingly, "Let's fight here. When the World Government asks later, you can tell them frankly that the Devil Fruit was stolen by the great pirate Damon."
Upon hearing this, Sengoku's expression suddenly became subtle.
Is this kind of after-sales service available?
This would indeed give the World Government an explanation, but at the cost of bringing shame upon the Navy.
After all, this is the Naval Headquarters, an impregnable military fortress.
If a pirate were to invade and even steal three Devil Fruits, it would be incredibly embarrassing to tell anyone.
"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary..." Sengoku shook his head, preparing to refuse.
Steel Bone Kong suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of Armament Haki: "Your idea is good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he made his move without hesitation.
He darted out from behind the desk and appeared in front of Dimon, delivering a powerful punch.
He wasn't some civilian marshal; his combat strength was undoubtedly at the general level. With this punch, the wind was fierce, accompanied by black lightning, and it completely locked onto Dimon.
Facing this punch, Dimon had the illusion that he couldn't dodge it.
"Are you taking this so seriously? You're not going to actually try to arrest me, are you?"
Dimon smiled faintly, and threw a punch in response.
The two fists collided, instantly unleashing a terrifying burst of lightning and thunder.
With a deafening roar, the naval fortress building trembled.
In that instant, many of the naval personnel on the island looked up and gazed toward the top floor of the fortress.
A dark figure darted out and stood in mid-air, its pair of jet-black wings gleaming in the midday sun.
"You're not getting away, Dimon!"
Steel Bone Kong followed closely behind, leaping in front of Dimon and attacking again.
At the same time, Sengoku also understood the marshal's meaning.
Since we're going to act anyway, we might as well make it as real as possible and test this person's abilities.
He carefully stored away the elixir of immortality, and his body swelled into a golden Buddha.
"Shock wave!"
Facing two generals at the same time, Dimon calmly drew two famous swords.
First, it blocked Steel Bone Sky's attack, then the huge golden Buddha hand came crashing down like a tidal wave, and a powerful shockwave descended.
With a single palm strike, Dimon was knocked from the sky. The moment his feet touched the ground, the earth within a hundred meters around him was shattered into pieces.
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