One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Luo's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

Seeing this, Roy placed his large hand on Roy's head and smiled at Gureva.

"Dr. Kureha, Luo has eaten the fruit of surgery."

"You should know about the power of the Op-Op Fruit, right?"

Kureha paused for a moment.

The atmosphere in the hall subtly changed.

The Op-Op Fruit. A Devil Fruit worth 5 billion Berries. It grants the incredible ability to perform an immortality surgery.

Kureha was silent for several seconds, then shook her head and took a big gulp of wine: "You should have said so earlier, making the old woman waste half a day's effort."

She stood up, took a stack of yellowed medical books from the bookshelf, and threw them on the table.

The treatment plan needs to be adjusted.

With the surgical fruit, the old woman only needs to help you fully understand the molecular structure of the platinum lead poisoning virus—once the structure is clear, you can use your abilities to precisely remove the toxins from your blood.

Luo was stunned: "It's that simple?"

"Simple?"

Kureha scoffed, "Kid, do you know how complex the molecular structure of platinum lead poisoning is?"

The old woman studied it for more than ten years but still couldn't fully understand it.

Now I'm going to cram all this information into your head; it'll be enough to make you drink a lot.

She pulled out the thickest medical book from the stack and slammed it down in front of Luo.

"Start with this book. Memorize it all within a month."

Luo looked at the medical book, which was thicker than a brick, and his lips twitched.

"What if I can't memorize it?"

"Then keep memorizing. Keep memorizing until you can do it."

Luo fell silent.

Then he turned to the first page and started reading.

Yamato leaned over for a glance, and the pages full of technical terms and molecular structure diagrams made her dizzy, so she quickly shrank back.

"Luo, keep it up!" she cheered him on with a fist pump.

Luo ignored her, his eyes already glued to the pages of the book.

Roy watched this scene and a smile crept onto his lips.

This kid, when he gets serious, he actually looks quite convincing.

After Kureha settled Roy in, she called Roy to the next room.

"That little brat's illness, the old woman can cure," she said bluntly, "but the old woman's fees aren't cheap."

Roy nodded: "What are the conditions?"

Kureha leaned against the window, gazing at the village at the foot of the mountain shrouded in snow and wind, her eyes turning cold.

"Help the old woman solve the problem on Drum Island—that bastard king named Walbourne."

"What kind of 'doctor hunting' is he doing, killing or driving away the doctors on Drum Island?"

Although the old woman wasn't afraid of him, she was unhappy seeing her fellow workers being treated like this.

Roy didn't hesitate: "Deal."

Kureha turned around and stared at him: "Aren't you going to ask Walpo about his strength? How many men does he have under his command?"

"unimportant."

Kureha paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"Interesting! Very interesting!" She took a swig of wine.

"That's true. With your strength, Heavenly Path Roy, dealing with Wapol is really no big deal!"

..............................

That night.

Roy, along with Tesoro and Lafayette, left the castle without a sound.

The three of them stepped onto a platform formed by their psychic powers and floated down from the top of Magnolia Drum Mountain. They passed through the snow and landed on a cliff near the palace.

The royal palace on Drum Island is built halfway up the main peak, nestled against the mountainside, its gray-white stone walls blending seamlessly with the surrounding snowscape.

The palace walls were high and the watchtowers were numerous. Patrolling soldiers wore thick fur coats and carried long swords, walking back and forth on the city walls.

Roy's psychic field unfolded silently.

The patrolling soldiers' eyes widened in confusion—

They saw Roy and his two companions, but the information their brains received was distorted by telekinesis.

In their eyes, Roy and his two companions were just three blurry shadows, no different from a passing snowstorm.

The three of them swaggered into the main gate of the palace.

None of the soldiers along the way noticed anything unusual.

The three walked through the long corridor, around the garden, and into the depths of the palace.

Valpo's bedroom was at the end of the corridor.

Two burly guards standing at the door collapsed to the ground instantly under Roy's mental shock.

Tesoro flashed and appeared beside the two guards, supporting their limp bodies to prevent them from making a sound and causing unnecessary trouble.

After dealing with the guards,

Lafayette pushed open the door to the bedroom.

The fireplace in the bedroom was burning brightly.

Valpo lay on the bed, snoring loudly.

A satisfied smile still lingered on his chubby face; he was probably having some wonderful dream.

Roy used his telekinesis to silently subdue Wapol from his sleep.

Wapol's body stiffened for a moment, then he sat up in bed like a puppet and opened his eyes.

Those eyes were unfocused, empty like two glass beads.

Lafayette stepped forward, stared into Wapol's eyes, and activated the Imitation Fruit in conjunction with his hypnotic ability.

"Walpo, take us to your treasure vault."

Walpo nodded blankly, stood up, and walked towards the door.

"Your Majesty?" The guards at the door saw Walpo come out and quickly bowed.

Valpoli ignored them and walked straight to the other end of the corridor.

Roy and his two companions followed behind, at a leisurely pace.

After passing through three corridors, two hidden doors, and a downward spiral stone staircase, Wahlbod stopped in front of a huge iron gate.

There was no keyhole on the iron gate, only a small metal plate.

Wahlbo pressed his palm against the metal plate.

The metal plate glowed with a faint blue light, and after scanning his palm print, a clicking mechanical sound came from inside the iron door.

The door opened.

Tezzolo's eyes instantly transformed into the Pele symbol.

treasure house.

A true treasure trove.

Piles of gold were stacked like small mountains, and jewelry was scattered all over the ground. Rubies, sapphires, and diamonds refracted a breathtaking light under the lamplight.

The shelves against the wall were filled with antiques—porcelain from hundreds of years ago, crowns from an unknown kingdom, and several ceremonial swords inlaid with gemstones.

The boxes in the corner were stacked neatly, and when you opened them, you could see they were filled with neatly stacked Pele bills.

"That bastard king, how much wealth he has plundered from the people..."

Tesoro gritted his teeth, but his hand had already reached for the gold uncontrollably.

Roy glanced at him: "Keep it."

Without saying a word, Tesoro started stuffing things into his storage bag.

Gold, jewelry, antiques, cash—everything was included.

He packed things faster than Enel could discharge electricity; his hands were practically blurry.

Roy did not participate in the moving.

His gaze fell on a locked cabinet at the deepest part of the vault.

Using telekinesis, I probed into the lock cylinder and gently turned it.

Click.

The cabinet door opened.

Inside were only a few documents, a royal seal, and a box carelessly tossed in a corner.

Roy picked up the box and opened it.

A pale purple fruit lay quietly inside.

The surface is covered with spiral patterns, and its shape resembles an open mouth.

Roy took out the fruit encyclopedia and turned to the corresponding page.

Paramecia type: Swallow-swallow fruit.

Ability: Devour everything and convert it into its own power.

It can fuse, modify, and recombine the matter it devours, and even combine inorganic and organic matter to create entirely new forms of matter.

The user will also gain corresponding attribute enhancements from the substances they consume.

Roy closed the encyclopedia, a smile playing on his lips.