Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

Michelin looked at Zefa's serious expression, and there was some hesitation in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and then he nodded firmly.

This time facing Whitebeard strengthened his determination to eat the Devil Fruit.

His strength is still too weak, and he wants to improve his strength in the shortest possible time, even if he has to bear one weakness, or several weaknesses.

"Teacher, I have thought about it. My strength has reached a bottleneck area. I want to use the power of Devil Fruit to help me break through."

Zefa frowned. He was a little confused as to why Michelin's desire for power was so strong.

However, as his teacher, I had to explain to him the disadvantages of eating Devil Fruit.

"You know the flaws of Devil Fruits, right? There is also the uncertainty of Devil Fruits. Now that you have decided, I hope you will eat the fruits in the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book."

"I'll go find you a illustrated book later and help you refer to it."

Zefa is a resolute person. Thinking of this, he immediately got up and walked out of the room, went to get the illustrated book and came back.

The Navy's Devil Fruit Illustrated Book is a not-too-thick leather book, with the fruits and fruit abilities that have appeared clearly drawn on it.

The first page introduces some rare types of Devil Fruit, such as: the Human Fruit of the Warring States Period, the Phantasmal Beast Type, and the Great Buddha Form;

Then there are ancient species, natural devil fruits, and some powerful devil fruits in the superhuman series.

However, these specially marked fruits are only a small part, most of them are ordinary animal type and weird superhuman type.

Zefa recommended some animal types to Michelin based on his own combat characteristics. He said that it would be best to find ancient animal types, and of course fantasy beast types would be even better.

But there are none in these treasure troves now, and they can only be found in those that are not marked in the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia.

However, the uncertainty of those fruits is too great, so it is not recommended to eat them.

Then there is the superhuman type. Zefa’s recommendation is to eat the superhuman Devil Fruits in the superhuman type. The characteristic of these fruits is that they will change the physical characteristics of the eater. If you can eat devil fruits that enhance physical fitness, it will be a good choice for Michelin. It is a qualitative leap in terms of combat power.

As for the natural department, Zefa did not recommend it to Michelin because it was not his turn unless he was allowed to gamble on some unknown fruits.

Zefa and Michelin on the hospital bed chatted until past ten o'clock in the evening. If the doctor hadn't come to drive Zefa away, they might have talked all night long.

Early the next morning, Zefa came again with the Devil Fruit illustrated book. Looking at his bloodshot eyes, one could think of a one-armed old man reading through the Devil Fruit illustrated book page by page, thinking about the ability and development of the fruit. direction, and then combine it with Michelin’s own situation.

Zefa read through the thin Devil Fruit Illustrated Book at least ten times in one night, sifting through the information again and again.

"After you enter the treasure house, you don't need to look at the animal type. The main goal is to look at the superhuman type. If there are fruits in the natural area, you can also take a look. Don't choose unknown devil fruits. The risk is too great."

Zefa put the illustrated book on the bed and gave Michelin many instructions.

Don't bet. Betting on dogs will not end well.

Michelin opened this thin illustrated book, and there were countless small notes on it. Almost all of the unowned Devil Fruits were marked, followed by special abilities and appearance, as well as general development directions.

Looking at Zefa's back as he stood up and left, Michelin's eyes were a little moist.

I sniffed, swallowed down the countless words of gratitude in my heart, and began to read it carefully.

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Another three days passed.

Michelin survived the first two days of body cell repair, and spent the rest of the time studying the Devil Fruit Illustrated Book.

Ain pushed Michelin in a wheelchair to the deck, and looked at Marine Fando who was undergoing emergency repairs in the distance with some emotion.

A large number of reporters and countless craftsmen passed by a huge crack running from east to west in the square, and Zefa couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As a prominent figure in the older generation of the navy, Zefa would inevitably be surrounded by a large number of reporters after landing on the island. However, due to the majesty of the navy, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

After following half of the square without receiving a reply, they dispersed on their own. They recognized Michelin in the wheelchair at a glance, but a thousand words were of no use to the silent Zefa.

The rubble and some debris in the base hall have been cleared away. Although it has not been repaired yet, it no longer looks dilapidated, but just a little empty.

All the way to the underground, a huge room made of special metal, passed through seven floors of inspections and guards, and finally arrived outside the treasure house of Marinvando.

An old man with sparse white hair and age spots on his face was wearing a white suit. He did not wear a cloak of justice, but only had a small badge with the special logo of the World Government pinned to his collar.

Zefa looked very serious after seeing the old man, and stepped forward to hand over a certificate.

The old man glanced at Zefa, took the certificate in his hand, examined it carefully, and then looked at Michelin sitting in the wheelchair, showing what he thought was a kind smile.

Michelin didn't dare to be careless about how kind a smile with only three teeth left and many wrinkles could be. After all, Zefa was an old man who was treated with respect, and he was not someone he could neglect.

"Hello, I am Lieutenant General Michelin, and I have been ordered to come to the treasure house to collect a Devil Fruit."

The old man nodded, took out a cigarette, and shook the certificate in his hand.The special and tough paper spontaneously ignited out of thin air. The old man tilted his head, lit the cigarette, and said tremblingly.

"With a hamstring tendon rupture, it's time to choose a Devil Fruit. The old man recommends that you choose a Superman type, which can directly repair the injury."

"Boy Zefa, you have gained another good disciple." The old man showed his kind smile with only three teeth left.

Zefa, who is nearly 72 years old, did not dare to feel displeased at all when he was called a boy.

Seeing that Zefa was so boring, the old man turned around tremblingly and came to a huge metal vault door, sucked the cigarette dry in one breath, and then exhaled a large piece of thick smoke deeply.

His hands caressed the round turntable of the vault, and his thin arms suddenly swelled up like balloons. The arms soon expanded to become thicker than Zefa's thighs.

The sound of countless mechanical parts turning was heard, rattling, rattling, and the whole room was filled with such sounds.

The door gradually opened a gap, and light shined through the gap.

It wasn't until the metal door was opened that one person could pass through that the old man stopped turning. When his arm left the turntable, it withered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into the same skin and bones as it was at the beginning.

Michelin and Ain looked on with eyes wide open in disbelief, while Zefa was still cold and serious, but with a hint of awe in his eyes.