The person is wearing a straw hat, and starts with the power of words!

puff--

The door made a sound like a steam train just starting to depart, and then slowly opened.

Zi Busheng waved the card at Sima Di, "I should be glad these guys didn't come up with any fingerprint or iris recognition... otherwise I would have had to go through a lot of trouble... no, if they had really done it, I would have had a hard time even getting into the navy."

"That's true... The technology in this world is far behind, and they're even using bio-sound waves emitted by Den Den Mushi for long-distance communication... But that also makes things easier for us. Otherwise, if we encountered AI or something, we would be doomed."

"AI... I'm actually quite looking forward to holographic online games," Zi Busheng said as he walked in.

“Aside from not having a virtual interface and only having one life, what’s the difference between us and a full-immersion online game… By the way, my full-time job is a summoner,” Sima Di joked, following Zi Busheng inside.

"Summoner? That's a good class for group fights. I'm better at controlling the fight... or maybe a fighter?"

The two entered the room while talking.

The lights inside turned on automatically as the two people opened the door.

As soon as Emperor Sima looked up, he saw a familiar object.

Camera.

Sima Di didn't even move, and the divine magic sword was drawn by itself, its tip embedded in the screen.

Zibu Sheng clicked his tongue as he listened to the crackling sound of the electricity. This guy really is a summoner...

Sima Di looked around. There were iron frames everywhere, very similar to the ones he had seen in the dock for loading Inmore. The only difference was that these frames were all empty.

“It seems they’ve already moved everything out,” Sima Di said.

“No.” Zi Busheng’s eyes were sharp, as if he had discovered something. “Perhaps there is more.”

"Ok?"

Sima Di turned around and saw Zi Busheng facing him. They had reached the end of the warehouse.

Just as Sima Di was about to remind Zi Busheng, Zi Busheng raised his hand and broke through the wall.

No, that's not a wall.

That thing was much thinner than a wall; it was more like a thin wooden board than a "wall." The kind that everyone here could easily break.

Sima Di walked over and together with Zi Busheng removed the unsightly thin wooden boards, revealing the original appearance.

The space behind the thin wooden board was just as spacious as the space in front of it, but those identical iron shelves were densely packed with narrow-necked bottles, each with a capacity of 500 milliliters, and the liquid inside was a thick, dark purple.

"Inmore..."

"It seems they've cleverly hidden the Inmor that they can't move... but they've forgotten that the area of ​​the second floor should be about the same size as the first floor... or at least not smaller," Zibusheng said.

"It seems we've achieved our goal. All that's needed is to destroy these things," Sima Di said, casually picking up a bottle.

"No rush, there might still be something we need here." Zi Busheng walked along the far right side, as if searching for something.

“It’s not like Spade started using this place as a transit point overnight. If we search seriously, we’re sure to find some clues.” Zi Busheng said earnestly.

"For example, the location of the Spade organization, or the source of this energy?"

Sima Di, like Zi Busheng, searched here, hoping to find a piece of packaging paper with a few words, or some electronic product that could record them.

Finally, they discovered something unusual somewhere in the wall of the warehouse.

Others use books to activate mechanisms, but these Spade guys are using Inmos as the key.

If you look closely at the last row of this warehouse, you will find that it is filled with S-type Einmore, and in the very center there is a bottle of S-type Einmore with italicized lettering.

The former is Sorrow, while the latter is Sloth.

Since both originate from negative emotions, there is no difference in color intensity; the only difference is the small label on the bottle.

If it weren't for Zi Busheng's amazing memory, who would have noticed this tiny difference among thousands of bottles?

As soon as Zi Busheng stepped forward and picked up the special bottle of Inmore, the shelf in front of him creaked and turned, along with the wall behind it, slowly opening.

The two exchanged a glance and then entered the secret room one after the other.

However, just as he entered the secret chamber, Zi Busheng made a move that puzzled Emperor Sima.

He took the brass knuckles off and placed them by the door.

Just as Sima Di was about to ask Zi Busheng why he did this, he spoke up.

"Heart! It seems we've found our unexpected treasure."

102 Future Projections

The secret room was very large, almost empty, and looked at least half the size of a warehouse. At the far end of the room was a small platform with a safe on it.

Zibu Sheng stepped forward to check and found that it was the old-style turntable start-up mode.

Unfortunately, neither of them had a password, and neither of them were skilled locksmiths; their ears were usually only used for listening to music.

"Looks like we'll have to break it open by force," Zibu said, about to punch the safe.

"Hey, wait a minute," Sima Di quickly stopped him. "Aren't you afraid there might be something fragile inside?"

Zibu Sheng scratched his head sheepishly. He was only thinking about showing off his skills in front of the lady, but he had forgotten about the fragile item.

"What should I do?"

Sima Di examined the safe carefully and said, "...I'll give it a try."

"You can drive? Are you also a part-time thief?"

"What thief? My second profession is—prophet, okay?"

"Prophet?"

"Don't say anything, just watch."

Sima Di placed her hand on the turntable, unleashing her full power beyond Observation Haki, and countless red dots flashed and intertwined in her eyes.

[Future projections]

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Sima Di's Observation Haki has three functions. The most powerful one is modeling maps, followed by precognition, and the last one is detecting lies (this one seems to be a fixed ability).

Precognitive ability, when used alone, allows for a three-second prediction, but what if it's used continuously? What if the actions prior to the prediction are controllable?

Sima Di can choose from one to one hundred on the roulette wheel, creating one hundred possible futures. Each future can then be further divided into one hundred possibilities. If this safe has a three-digit combination, then there are one million possibilities.

And countless predictions are precisely the deduction of the only correct path from these millions.

Sima Di once used this ability to decipher Nami's diary, completing the deduction in about fifteen seconds and successfully unlocking it. Unfortunately, Sima Di didn't have time to read it before Nami discovered it.

Therefore, even diaries with combination locks should not be left lying around, or even left on the deck.

Unfortunately, the prediction time is only three seconds, so this ability can only be applied to things like deciphering codes.

Sima Di had his back to Zi Busheng, and he just watched as Hongxin placed his hand on the turntable and remained motionless.

Curious, Zi Busheng walked halfway around to stand in front of Sima Di. He saw Sima Di intently staring at the rotating disc, red light flashing continuously in his dark pupils. This reminded Zi Busheng of the electronic eyes of robots in science fiction movies; who knows, a laser beam might strike at any moment.

Because the possibilities were so great, it took Sima Di a full five minutes to complete the deduction.

When the simulation ended, Sima Di's only feeling was a headache.

This thing has a five-digit password!

If this were real life, Sima Di would have already spun this wheel until it sparked a fire, right?

Zi Busheng saw Sima Di covering his forehead and asked him with concern.

"Redheart, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just a bit of a headache from overusing my abilities, but at least I know the password..." Sima Di turned the dial according to the deduction results.

32.27.80.56.12.

click-

"It's really open... Doesn't that mean you can become a master thief? How about we team up and become a pair of master thieves? I'll provide the brains, and you provide the skills?" Zi Busheng exclaimed in admiration.

"Come on! I'm not a zombie!" Sima Di said as she opened the safe, but she froze on the spot when she saw what was inside.

Upon seeing Sima Di's expression, Zi Busheng instantly understood what had happened.

"Run! The safe is empty! It's a trap!" Sima Di shouted.

At the same time, the exit began to close, and countless pipes extended from somewhere in the sealed room, releasing an unknown pale yellow gas.

Sima Di finally understood why the secret room was so large, yet the safe was placed at the deepest part of it.

All of this was to prevent them from having a chance to escape!

However, just as the door was about to close completely, it stopped moving and made a creaking sound.

Looking in that direction, they saw that the brass knuckle duster that Zibu had placed there when he came in was blocking the door from closing further. Because the brass knuckle duster was a weapon, the metal it was made of was extremely sturdy, and the door couldn't be forced open at all.

103 Another state

But... just as the two were about to take action.

To their astonishment, they discovered that they couldn't move at all.