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It's still the training ground behind the manor.

It was still Damian and Bartolomeo, and this time they also had an old butler, Tyrone.

"Brother, is this the new weapon you were talking about?"

Bartolomeo looked with great curiosity at the two weapons placed on the table in front of Damian.

Why did I call them over so early in the morning just for these two things?

From the outside, you can't tell that it's anything special.

"It's a very interesting weapon; you'll find out soon enough."

Damian casually picked up the somewhat chubby-looking pistol and aimed it at a wooden target in the corner of the training field in the distance.

boom.

With a slight sound, the pistol fired, and a perfectly round bullet tore through the air, striking the target in the distance.

puff.

It was the sound of water splashing.

The bullet seemed very fragile, shattering the moment it hit the target.

Then, a cloud of mist rose up, and immediately afterward, a torrential downpour poured down from within the mist, completely soaking the wooden target in the blink of an eye, and even washing away all the dust from the ground.

"Eh!"

Bartolomeo's eyes nearly popped out of his head in astonishment. "What's going on? It's raining?"

"Young Master? What is this?"

The old butler's face was also filled with disbelief.

This weapon is unheard of!

"These are rain bullets; they should be quite effective against ability users."

Damian raised the pistol in his hand, his thumb expertly turning the dial on the side of the gun. "Then,"

The roulette wheel is divided into four areas, with a pointer in the center. At this moment, the pointer is pointing to the light blue area, which has raindrop-shaped markings.

As Damian turned the dial, the area the pointer pointed to turned cyan, with a whirlwind-like pattern on it.

"This is a wind bomb."

The moment the bullet struck the wet wooden target, a sudden gust of wind arose, and a small tornado instantly engulfed the entire target.

The raging winds displayed astonishing power, instantly tearing apart the still-raining clouds and even snapping the sturdy wooden target in half before swirling it into the sky.

"Huh! A single shot created a tornado?!"

Bartolomeo couldn't shut his mouth. "Is this really reasonable? Is it really not a Devil Fruit ability?"

Damian's lips curled into a slight smile.

It is indeed very illogical, but that's how meteorology works in this world.

The thumb spun the wheel again; this time it was white, marked with frost.

boom.

Another shot.

The bullet struck the target that was being swept up and swirling in the air by the gale.

To be fair, Damian, with his exceptional marksmanship, was incredibly accurate.

Click.

Visibly, the wooden target froze into ice in an instant.

The rapid drop in temperature made the wooden target extremely fragile, and it was torn into several pieces by the gale in the next instant.

This time, it's an ice bullet.

The thumb had already moved the roulette wheel to the last purple area, which had the symbol for thunder.

"Clap clap clap!"

Several shots were fired in succession, and several bullets hit the shattered wooden target fragments one after another.

In that instant, thunder exploded.

Each fragment of the wooden target burst forth with brilliant lightning, instantly shattering all the fragments into dust.

The leaping lightning spread across an area of ​​several meters, and even the air was scorched by the high temperature, emitting a burnt smell.

"this!!"

Uncle Tyrone couldn't help but swallow hard, his gaze burning as he looked at the gun in Damian's hand. "Young Master, is this what you've accomplished recently?"

"One of the achievements."

Damian was quite satisfied with the power the gun had demonstrated.

This gun is essentially the same as the Weather Stick that Usopp made for Nami.

Damian's technology was far superior to Usopp's. He didn't need to mix and react various elements at all; instead, he had a device built into the gun that could directly generate the corresponding elements.

The elements are wrapped up and made into bullets by generating bubbles through a special bubble-generating device.

In this way, different elements can be fired directly with a gun.

Damian named the gun the Weather Gun.

"So, is this cannon another research achievement?"

Bartolomeo almost impatiently picked up the man-portable rocket launcher Damian had placed on the table, examining it closely. "Brother, how do you use this thing?"

"Just like a regular rocket launcher."

Damian pointed to the sky, "But we'll have to fire at the sky."

"clear!"

Without hesitation, Barto fired a shot into the sky.

With a roar, a shell suddenly rose into the air.

However, it did not fly very high; it exploded at an altitude of about fifty meters above the ground.

The explosion produced no flames, but instead billowed black smoke.

"wrong!"

Uncle Tyrone quickly realized, "It's a cloud?"

"It's a dark cloud."

Damian tilted his head back.

Thick, dark clouds rapidly expanded across the sky, swelling within a few breaths to easily cover the entire training ground.

"Oh! That's interesting!"

Barto, his eyes gleaming as he carried the rocket launcher, eagerly asked Damian, "Big brother, what's next? Can we switch to different modes too?"

"No,"

Damian shook his head slightly. "That cannon's function is limited to that."

"Huh?"

Barto was taken aback, somewhat incredulous. "Just creating dark clouds? What good is that?"

"Its use lies in—"

Damian raised his weather gun and casually fired another shot at a perfectly intact wooden target in the distance.

Crack!

Lightning flashed again.

then.

Boom!

Suddenly, thunder roared from the dark clouds in the sky.

The next moment, bolts of lightning rained down on the spot where the lightning was flashing.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The continuous, ferocious explosions burst forth with blinding light.

"Eh!!!"

Barto's rooster-like comb was almost blown off by the oncoming gale, and his tongue was waving in the wind.

Such power!

The old butler's pupils dilated in shock.

Young Master, what kind of terrifying weapon have you created?

"Uncle Tyrone,"

Amid the deafening explosions, Damian chuckled. "I think we need a weapons factory."

With the key technologies in our own hands, mass production is not difficult.

……

There is a huge shipyard on the west coast of Loguetown.

This is the location of the renowned Konecranes shipbuilding company, which is well-known in the surrounding waters.

Damian strolled leisurely through the enormous shipyard.

Not far away, a ship was being launched. Along the tracks, the huge ship slowly glided into the sea, creating huge waves.

On the shore, the shipwrights responsible for building the ship cheered.

"Mr. Damian! What brings you here?"

The current head of the Connie family, Connie Jonah, arrived in haste.

They must have arrived in a hurry, because there was still a fine layer of sweat on their foreheads.

Although Damian's arrival was sudden, Jonah showed no displeasure, only respect.

Hypnosis is still effective when dealing with this kind of guy.

"Mr. Jonah, I hope you can build me a ship."

Damian smiled and said, "A ship that should be a bit special."

The weather gun and its accompanying cloud generator are just minor additions, as they are weapons designed for single-person use only.

The Moretti family still needs a ship, a ship that can truly be called a weather weapon!

"Of course, no problem!"

President Jonah readily agreed, "Who doesn't know this area? Our Connie family's shipbuilding skills are unmatched!"

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

Damian nodded slightly.

There are no better shipbuilding craftsmen to be found in the East China Sea.

Let's leave it at that for now.

When the time is right, go to Elbaf and cut a branch of the Treasure Tree Adam, then go to Water 7 and find Franky and Espagu to build an even better ship.

The ship order has been placed, so the next step is to develop the corresponding meteorological equipment.

Time passed slowly like this.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the ship was still not finished. Then a man came to Damian.

"Mr. Damian! My research has been a success!"

The man named Allen was almost delirious with excitement.

"The new drug has been successfully developed!"