One Piece: The Max-Level Blacksmith of Marineford

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"With my physical condition, I should be able to move again in three to five days."

Only after hearing Iron Hammer's words did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old man Kong, give me a list of the losses at the arsenal later."

"I certainly won't sell weapons, but I have other things too!"

At this point, a dazzling light flashed in the exposed eyes of the man with the hammer.

"Hmm? So, you've also created some things that have no strategic significance?"

Zhan Guo adjusted his glasses, his thoughts beginning to race.

Iron Hammer, who had intended to nod, found himself wrapped up quite tightly and unable to move his head.

So I just said it directly.

"During this period of seclusion, I discovered many things."

"First of all, those special effects weapons I created before actually have a very low ceiling."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just take old man Kong's sword for example. Although its sword energy is good, it has its limits."

"Sword energy, although the greater the power, the greater the sword energy produced, but the damage is actually the same, and it is weaker than the flying slash of a sword master. It may not even be as good as the flying slash, after all, that is a slash that can split steel in two, which is the so-called iron-cutting realm."

"As for the Shattering Wind Gauntlets and the Trident, needless to say, their potential is extremely low. They might be okay against ordinary pirates, but against some powerful pirates, they are only good for supporting roles."

"That's why I took the risk and started using some rare ores for forging. I wanted to infuse the elemental power contained within the ores into the weapons to break through this limitation."

"Well, the result was... well, it exploded."

null:....

Warring States Period: ...

Zephyr: .....

crane:.....

"However, during this seclusion, I also forged many different things, one of which was the megaphone I used to save my life."

"Its ability is: taunt. As long as it hears the sound from the megaphone, it will become angry at the holder and target him for attack."

Upon hearing this, Sengoku nodded, as this was exactly the same idea he had previously had.

"And then, I built a bed..."

"A bed that can be moved around!"

"It won't have any real effect, but I guarantee that those nobles, and even the Celestial Dragons, will be deeply involved."

At this point, a lewd smile appeared on Iron Hammer's face beneath the bandages.

Thankfully, no one could see it, or they would have spat in his face.

The reason is simple: that expression is just too lewd... even a certain monkey can't compare.

Borsalino: ...So exciting~

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Chapter 62 Auction House, You Want Me to Sell Beds?

"Have all the students from the second cohort gone to sea?"

"Yes, they all went off to the assessment with high spirits and great determination."

At the harbor, an old man, wrapped in a mummy, gazed at the horizon.

"By the way, why did that old man from the Warring States period leave halfway through our conversation yesterday?"

"There is an urgent task that needs his attention."

Hammer fell into deep thought.

As the only admiral currently in the Navy Headquarters, there are only a few situations that would warrant his deployment.

"Dragon people?"

"Um..."

"I knew it. Alright, Professor Zephyr, I'm off too."

"Are you sure you don't need me to find someone to keep you company? In the state you are right now?"

"Tch, you don't know anything. My current state is just a disguise!"

Iron Hammer confidently boarded his warship dressed as a mummy, where Lance and his soldiers had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Iron Hammer, what's the mission this time?"

"No mission, just going out for a stroll. Our destination is still Sabaody. Let's set sail."

"Ok!"

Without asking any further questions, First Mate Lance immediately began preparations for departure.

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"Phil Jackson isn't here? How is that possible? Then who's stationed in Chambord?"

"Lieutenant Colonel McKenzie."

"..."

When Iron Hammer arrived at Naval Base 66 in Sabaody Archipelago, he discovered that the Rear Admiral who was supposed to be stationed there was not there; instead, he had set sail.

The one who stayed behind was an old acquaintance of Iron Hammer, no, it should be said that he was an old acquaintance that Iron Hammer had known before.

Lieutenant Colonel McKenzie, one of the officers on duty in Chambord.

He is very smooth and tactful, and it's fair to say that he doesn't get along with the original Iron Hammer. After all, one is round and the other is straight, so it would be strange if they could get along.

"Lance, you come with me. The rest of you rest in the branch."

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"Iron Hammer, we..."

"Stop! Don't call me Iron Hammer, call me Mummy Orn."

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"This is my new nickname, remember it! We're going out in disguise now, so be careful!"

Lance looked at the mummy hammer in front of him with a helpless expression.

Just because he said he would disguise himself and go in, to see what he had done to Lance.

A floral top, beach shorts, and a pair of star-patterned sunglasses—it's exhausting to have a boss like that.

At that moment, Lance suddenly thought of a certain burly man picking his nose and wearing a hat as his adjutant, and his heart was filled with sympathy.

"Welcome to Hydra Club."

Hammer pushed open the door of the Hydra Club for the third time.

He sneered inwardly: Damn it, Santos, I'll make you pay back everything you owe me this time!

"This is my VIP card. I need to see your higher-ups. I have a big deal to do!"

Iron Hammer didn't need to disguise himself, because the explosion gave his voice a smoky quality that was quite unique.

The guard took the VIP card and hurriedly and respectfully ushered the two inside.

Upon receiving the news, Grand Steward Santos immediately hurried to Hammer's side.

"Dear VIP customer, if I may ask one more question, this card does not belong to you, does it?"

Santos looked at the mummy-like iron hammer in front of him, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, the owner of this card should be the "Anvil" VIP.

"Hmph, that's my apprentice. And you're the one called Santos?"

"Uh...yeah."

"You little brat! Take this from me!"

Hammer was furious. This bastard in front of him had cheated him out of 9000 million Berries!

9000 million!