One Piece: Winged Dragon of the Beasts Pirates

Ian couldn't help but chuckle, "You probably don't know anything about pirates."

Pirates are people who have no taboos.

"As for the king,"

Ian smirked. "Isn't this a position that just anyone can do?"

Being a subordinate is not easy, but being a leader is very easy.

“Hiruluk,”

Ian raised his hand and pointed at Hiruluk, calmly saying, "From now on, you will be the king of this country."

"Eh?"

Hiluluk was stunned, pointing at himself incredulously, "Me?"

Didn't you want to save this country?

Okay, I'll give you this opportunity.

Ian said, "Remember this: if you are not the one ruling this country in the future, I will come back and destroy it completely."

Upon hearing this, Hiruluk trembled.

Is this a threat?

But does this count as a threat?

"No! You can't!"

Vapol panicked and hurriedly said, "I am the one—"

"No, I can."

Ian looked down at him, his eyes cold. "Now, announce my decision to the entire nation."

Wapol was so frightened that tears streamed down his face, but he still obediently did as he was told.

Hiluluk was still feeling a little dizzy.

Did he really achieve a life-changing reversal and become king just like that?

It should be said that the people of the Drum Kingdom are quite efficient. A day later, the drinks and medical books that Ian wanted had been delivered.

The drinks were even more than I expected.

After all, even local residents need strong liquor to ward off the cold when facing the year-round harsh winter.

The drinks completely filled the storage room of the Golden Dragon.

The two giants watched with beaming smiles.

The medical books that were sent over were also enormous, almost piled up like a small mountain.

Luo could only swallow hard.

On the one hand, it is expectation.

But on the other hand, this is too much!

How long will it take to see?!

Hiluluk exclaimed that this time, the entire Drum Kingdom's medical expertise had been completely depleted.

Then, with nothing left to linger on, the Golden Dragon set sail once more.

Our next destination is Alabasta.

One of the twenty kings from eight hundred years ago, Nefit D. Lily, did not go to Mary Geoise to become a Celestial Dragon, but mysteriously disappeared.

Before she disappeared, she left a letter for her brother, who was the ancestor of the Nefitarulli family, the royal family of the present-day Kingdom of Alabasta.

Perhaps something is recorded on it.

While I'm not particularly interested in the Void Century or anything like that, it would be nice to glean some of Im's secrets from that letter.

The Golden Dragon slowly sailed away from the coast of Drum Island.

On the shore, Hiruluk gazed blankly at the departing ship.

"What an amazing group of pirates."

A voice suddenly came from behind, "They actually paid for it, both the drinks and the medical books. Seriously, I've made a fortune just selling medical books, but there's no alcohol left on the island!"

Hiluluk turned around. "Kureha, did you sell all the medical books you collected?"

"Those things are already memorized perfectly in my head!"

What appeared before Hiruluk was a graceful old woman.

He had white hair and deep wrinkles on his face, but he still looked incredibly energetic.

She said lazily, "Besides, medical skills are only useful when they are shared."

Hiluluk laughed heartily, "I've never understood you."

"Alright, what are you still standing there for, kid?"

The woman known as Dr. Kureha clapped her hands. "Everyone is waiting for you. Next is your coronation ceremony, Your Majesty the new king."

Hiluluk scratched his head. "It doesn't feel real at all. Am I really going to become the new king?"

"Or, you could refuse, and then wait for Ian Burning Heaven to return and burn this country to ashes?"

Hiluluk shuddered. "Then let's forget about it."

That outcome would be terrifying.

"So, if you can't be king, then appoint me as prime minister! I'll help you rule this country!"

"You just want to take this opportunity to make money, don't you!"

In any case, this country has undergone changes.

The Golden Dragon continued forward.

On the deck, a group of people surrounded Wapol.

Wapol huddled into a ball in fear.

He was filled with despair.

He was perfectly fine being the king of the Drum Kingdom, eating hot pot and singing songs, how did he suddenly get kidnapped by pirates?

Pirates must be eradicated at any time!

Navy, what the hell are you bunch of useless idiots doing?!

"So, Ian, what exactly is this guy good for?"

Luo looked at Wapol with suspicion.

No matter how you look at it, this guy is a complete waste of space.

Terrible skills, terrible mentality.

"Then let's show it to you."

Ian clapped his hands.

"Babanuki!"

He shouted, "Bring some weapons!"

"Yes, Lord Ian!"

Babanuki immediately rushed over, followed by several pirates dragging a pile of swords, guns, and even cannons. "What are your orders?"

Ian pointed at the weapons and said to Wapol, "Eat them."

Eat it?

Everyone was stunned, staring at Wapol.

Are these things originally edible?

Wapol was even more bewildered.

How did this guy know about his abilities?!

But he didn't dare to resist. He quickly got up, walked to the weapons, opened his mouth wide—to the size of his body—and swallowed the weapons along with the trailer box in one gulp.

"Oh! What an interesting ability!"

Yamato's eyes lit up instantly.

If she had that ability, wouldn't she be able to eat as much food as she wanted?

"Wapol Weapon Shop!"

With a strange cry from Wapol, a large number of weapons emerged from his body, instantly transforming him into a bizarre, hedgehog-like shape.

"Does he absorb what he eats?"

Drake guessed.

"more than."

Ian shook his head. "Wapol, separate all the metal parts and non-metal parts, put them back together, and then spit them out."

Wapol obediently did as instructed, "Wapol Factory!"

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide and spat out a huge metal block and another cube made of various miscellaneous materials.

"Oh?"

Luo's eyes lit up instantly; he understood something.

"This guy is a Paramecia-type Gluttony Fruit user,"

Ian said, "He can combine and disassemble everything he swallows at will; he is a super manufacturing plant."

The innate assembly line sacred body belongs to this category.

"interesting."

Jack was a little surprised.