Angel investor in the One Piece world

A flood of information rushed into my mind in an instant.

Damian was prepared, but he still couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Fortunately, having had similar experiences many times before, he quickly regained his composure and calmly recalled the knowledge he had just gained.

Although he is said to specialize in robotics, Damian actually possesses a vast amount of knowledge.

Structure, materials, power, chips, circuits, communications, sensing, energy, programs.

Creating a robot requires coordination from many aspects; it is a task that can only be accomplished by combining numerous cutting-edge technologies.

Therefore, it is only natural that Damian acquired not only a great deal of knowledge, but also a great deal of profound knowledge.

interesting.

Damian chuckled softly.

Although all knowledge has only one central idea, which is to serve the purpose of making robots.

However, this does not mean that Damian can only use this knowledge to create robots.

Damian felt that he could still build a simple computer by hand.

These things do exist at sea; Dr. Tsukimi's lab has several of them.

However, the computer business is not easy to do at this stage.

The level of civilization in the entire ocean is too low; it's difficult to find many buyers even if you want to sell.

The robot business, on the other hand, has great potential.

Although it has not yet been actually manufactured, judging from the information on the robot design blueprints, the robot that is manufactured will be far stronger than an ordinary person.

Perhaps it could be sold as weapons?

While Damian was waiting for the Doctor to complete the weapon enchantment, deep within the region known as the Magical Triangle, in the first half of the Grand Line, in a sea area sealed off by dense fog.

Inside a massive ship, resembling an island, in a dilapidated ancient castle.

"call--"

Crocodile slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "How ugly, Moria. Have you really fallen this low?"

"hateful!!"

In front of him, the enormous fat man raised his head unwillingly, his arms had become withered, and the large scissors he used as a weapon lay to the side.

"Crocodile, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

The furious roar of Gecko Moria, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

A man who had only met him a long time ago, and who was also one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, suddenly showed up at his door and gave him a beating.

Behind Moria were three cadres who looked like frightened birds.

A battle at the level of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is simply beyond their ability to interfere with.

Crocodile did not answer immediately, but instead looked at Moria.

Seeing this guy again after so many years, I immediately sensed something was wrong.

The ambitious man of yesteryear has now become a large, obese man.

After a brief test, sure enough, just like before, his physical abilities had deteriorated severely, and he couldn't even use his domineering aura anymore.

To put it bluntly, finding him in the fog is much more difficult than taking him down.

"I feel a bit of sympathy for them."

Crocodile sneered, "Moria, return to being the hero of the West Blue you once were."

Back then, Moria actually fought a fierce battle with Kaido in Wano Country. Although he suffered a crushing defeat, Moria was indeed full of heroic spirit at that time.

"What I do is none of your business, you bastard!"

Moria gritted his teeth.

"Because if you can't help, we'll be in a lot of trouble."

Crocodile said, "Your target is Kaido too, right? For certain reasons, we also need to cause trouble for that guy."

"I'm here to form an alliance."

"Kaido?"

Moria's pupils suddenly contracted, then he roared furiously, "Whatever you want to do! Kaido's head belongs to me!"

"Whatever you want."

Crocodile said, "Anyway, all I want is to defeat Kaido; nothing else matters."

"..."

Moria was suddenly speechless.

If we could really get Crocodile's help—

"Tell me, what do you mean by 'we'?"

Crocodile flicked off his cigarette ash. "Of course, there's one more guy."

Baltimore.

After waiting for several hours, the old doctor walked out of the laboratory with a kind expression.

To be honest, Damian was really afraid that Dr. Tsukimi would suddenly die on the lab table.

I have been working continuously with full concentration for more than ten hours.

Even young people might not be able to withstand such a workload, let alone an octogenarian or a man in his eighties or nineties.

"Successfully completed!"

The old doctor chuckled as he handed the Stormbreaker back to Damian and the belt back to Bartolomeo.

"Is that all?"

Barto took the belt with surprise, looking it over from left to right. "Nothing's changed?"

Damian also examined his beloved sword in his hand. The Storm Cutter had changed somewhat, with faint white lines appearing on its blue blade.

"Old man, how do I use this?"

Barto asked rather rudely.

"Hehehe, it's very simple."

Dr. Tsukimi said gently, "With a little effort, you can wake it up."

"With force?"

Barto tilted his head and instinctively squeezed harder.

The belt in his hand transformed instantly, expanding and stretching, with fine scales growing out.

"Wow!"

As Barto screamed, a large brown snake, the same color as his belt, coiled around his body.

It is much larger than a typical cobra, measuring about five or six meters in length and thicker than an adult's arm.

The giant snake flicked its tongue, but its head gently rubbed against Bato's body.

"Oh! Good girl, good girl!"

Bartolomeo also subconsciously reached out and stroked the snake's head.

"The person who eats the first bite of a Devil Fruit becomes a Devil Fruit user, and similarly..."

The old doctor chuckled and said, "The first person to activate a Devil Fruit item will be regarded as the master by the animals."

Is there such a principle behind it?

Sanji marveled.

"Change back."

Bartolomeo rolled his eyes and said to the giant snake.

The giant snake probably couldn't understand human language, but it still instantly transformed back into a belt.

It seems there is a special connection between them.

Barto quickly fastened the belt back around his waist, then gave a lewd thrust of his hip. "Is this how it's used?"

The belt suddenly shot out, and the giant snake opened its mouth like a cannonball and bit into the wall.

Visibly, the wall was rapidly corroded by the potent toxins, quickly turning into a large pit.

Damian nodded approvingly. "To catch the enemy off guard is indeed a good idea."

Although it looks creepy, there's no way around it, since this thing is really weak in direct combat.

"That's just how the Zoan type is."

Dr. Tsukimi looked at Damian, "But for the Natural type, I don't know how to activate it."

"It's very simple."

Damian gripped the blade tightly, the puppet strings wrapped around the hilt.

Should we say at this point,

"Become a drifting cloud, Arashiri."

The cyan blade was instantly replaced by white, and the sharp blade transformed into a long, narrow cloud.

"oh!"

The old doctor was very surprised.

"Could this be... elementalization?"

Sanji rubbed his chin.

As expected of Damian, he easily accomplished what Dr. Tsukimi said was impossible!

Damian casually flicked his wrist, and the white clouds instantly turned pitch black, then transformed into a black dragon the moment he swung his sword.

Above this black dragon, lightning leaps.

The dragon opened its mouth, and brilliant lightning seemed about to burst forth at any moment.

"Thunderclouds?"

Barto exclaimed.

Damian pulled back, and the thundercloud instantly contracted, returning to its blade form.

The elements have been neutralized.

but.

Damian raised his knife.

Dark air surged from the blade of the Storm Cutter, instantly forming a dark cloud on the laboratory ceiling.

The two most basic abilities of the Nature type are transforming oneself into an element and creating the corresponding element.

Damian's lips curled into a smile.

It's draining your energy.

Now he truly has dual abilities.

perfect.

He casually deactivated his ability and returned the Storm Slayer to its sheath.

"I am very satisfied, Dr. Tsukimi, thank you very much."

Damian thanked him sincerely.

The old doctor waved his hand, "I should be the one saying thank you. Without the ancient artifacts you sent, I don't know when we would have been able to complete our research."

"Doctor, I've wanted to ask this for a while now,"

Sanji asked curiously, "You mean the robots we sent are relics from an ancient kingdom?"

The old doctor was stunned, then his face suddenly turned terrified. "Did I tell you? Vegapunk said the Ancient Kingdom is a top secret that must never be revealed! Anyone who knows about it will be hunted down by the government!"

"Then why don't you just say it!"

Sanji's forehead veins bulged.

"Haha, actually we don't know much either."

The old doctor scratched his bald head and said with a smile, "Many of Baltimore's technologies are remnants from ancient times, and we scientists conduct our research based on those lost technologies."

"Therefore, we have always speculated that during the blank century, there existed a highly civilized country!"

"Isn't this what you really wanted to say?!"

Sanji's lips twitched.

This old man must be suffering from dementia, right?

Bartolomeo narrowed his eyes.

So, Enel's ancestors really did come to Qinghai and were then wiped out by the World Government?

Hey, that guy might want to hear this news.

"alright,"

Damian interrupted the doctor's rambling, uninteresting tale, "Doctor, I have a favor to ask. Could you sell me the technology for creating Devil Fruit items?"

Of course, I can't use it myself, since I haven't done any research on lineage factors.

But Judge is there.

"Of course! It's not some amazing technology."

The doctor hardly hesitated.

Damian's smile widened.

Now, the path for those with multiple abilities is much smoother.

This trip was incredibly fruitful.