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

The conference room at Beehive Island was bustling with activity.

Barrett leaned back in his chair, legs propped up on the table, an unlit cigar dangling from his mouth, arguing with Tesoro about whose Devil Fruit awakening was more monstrous.

Tesoro hovered in mid-air, golden arcs of electricity crackling around him, gold coins twirling in his hands in a dazzling display, his words sharp and sarcastic.

"Your white tiger is just a big cat at best, but I am the incarnation of lightning."

"fart!"

Barrett slammed his hand on the table.

"Do you think you can challenge me now?"

Hawkeye sat in the corner, ignoring the argument between the two, and was carefully wiping the blade of Black Blade Night with a piece of velvet cloth.

Crocodile, cigar in mouth, flipped through a document, occasionally glancing at the giant video Den Den Mushi in the corner of the conference room.

Red Earl, Savi, Yamato, Pea, Enel... and others watched the scene with great interest.

On the Den Den Mushi screen, Moria's enormous face filled the entire frame.

Behind him, the Devil's Triangle was shrouded in thick fog, and the outline of the terrifying three-masted ship could be vaguely seen.

"Hey, can you hear me? This signal is terrible!"

Moria's voice came through the Den Den Mushi, tinged with impatience.

"I can hear you, keep your voice down." Crocodile said without looking up.

"I've been holed up in the Devil's Triangle for so long, and I haven't even encountered a decent opponent!"

Moriah shouted,

"You guys, on the other hand, are living the high life in the New World—"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Barrett interrupted him.

"Today is a meeting called by Roy, so just listen to what he says."

The meeting room door was pushed open, and Cyrus, Big Bear, Lucci, and others walked in one after another.

Cyrus had a large sword hanging at his waist and walked with a steady gait.

Big Bear remained silent and found a corner to sit down.

Lucky leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, his muscles clearly defined beneath his leopard-print skin.

Last to enter were Kuina and Bonnie.

This girl has grown a lot taller over the years, and with the Heavenly Feather Blade hanging at her waist, being by Hawkeye's side for so many years has changed her entire demeanor, making her as sharp as a newly honed blade.

She sat down next to Hawkeye, as quiet as a shadow.

When Roy walked into the conference room, everyone fell silent at the same time.

Even Moria peeked out from the screen.

He walked to the head seat and sat down, glancing around at everyone present.

Barrett, Tesoro, Hawkeye, Crocodile, Kuma, Cyrus, Lucci, Kuina... plus that big face on the screen, this is the core fighting force of Beehive Island.

Aside from seven-year-old Bonnie, who's still playing in the mud in the backyard of Beehive Island, all the fighters are here.

How many years have these people followed him?

For more than a decade, from being penniless to becoming the new world hegemon, not a single one of these people has fallen behind.

Roy tapped on the table.

"Alright, quiet down."

Barrett put his legs off the table, and Tezzolo also stopped exploding and returned to his chair. Everyone looked at Roy.

"Blackbeard Teach is dead," Roy said bluntly.

The meeting room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"Dead?"

Crocodile took the cigar out of his mouth.

"When did this happen?"

"In the next few days."

Roy said,

"His constitution has been analyzed by the doctor, and I handled it personally."

Barrett grinned. "He should have been killed a long time ago. That fat black guy was no good."

Hawkeye looked up, a hint of interest flashing in his golden eyes. "The Dark-Dark Fruit?"

"It's with me."

"Dark-Dark Fruit, Logia type."

Roy tapped the box.

"I'll keep this fruit for now and wait for Dr. Gracia's research results."

There are three things I wanted to discuss with you today.

Everyone sat up straight again.

"First thing," Roy said, holding up a finger, "the mystery of why Blackbeard can eat so many Devil Fruits is solved."

The air in the conference room suddenly became tense.

"What do you mean?" Tesoro's gold coin stopped in mid-air.

"This means that we have thoroughly studied Blackbeard's unique physical condition."

His unique genetic structure, with three hearts, allows his body to withstand the power of multiple Devil Fruits without collapsing.

Roy looked at everyone,

"Dr. Gracia is now replicating this physique. Once successful, everyone here—"

He paused for a moment, then added, "I could eat two more Devil Fruits."

The air in the conference room seemed to have been sucked out, and it became quiet.

"What?!"

Moriah's face almost popped out of the screen.

"You mean I can eat two more?!"

Barrett jumped to his feet, knocking the chair to the ground.

"Three hearts? So after I transform into a white tiger, I'll have two more abilities?!"

That's exactly what I mean.

Tezzolo's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to utter a single sentence.

"The Rumble-Rumble Fruit plus two more... Boss, this is defying the heavens!"

Hawkeye was the calmest of them all. He placed Black Blade Night back on his lap and looked at Roy.

"What is the price?"

"Operation.

Dr. Gracia needs to implant two cultivated hearts in you so that your body can withstand the power of multiple fruits.

This surgery is quite complex, but given the medical technology on Beehive Island, it's not a major problem.

Roy said,

"The problem now is—we don't have enough Devil Fruits."

Roy looked around at everyone,

"So from now on, each of you must keep an eye out for those with abilities on the high seas."

If you see a Devil Fruit ability you like, just report it directly. Don't worry about the Navy or pirates—just capture them.

Barrett sat down again, but his rugged face was filled with excitement.

"My requirements are not high, just the Tremor Fruit will suffice."

"The Tremor-Tremor Fruit is still with Whitebeard. You want to steal it?" Crocodile glanced at him sideways.

"We'll talk about it when Whitebeard is dead," Barrett grinned.

"You have such a sharp tongue," Crocodile shook his head.

Tezzolo tossed the gold coin into the air.

"Gold-Gold Fruit plus Rumble-Rumble Fruit, what else should I pair it with?"

The Float-Float Fruit is good, but the Golden Lion is still alive.

"We'll talk about the Float-Float Fruit later," Roy said. "I'll still need that awakened-level ability of that old lion, Golden Lion."

However, if that lion doesn't listen to reason, then we'll just take some men and bring him back.

Roy spoke casually, but everyone knew that only Beehive Island would dare to capture a powerhouse of the Golden Lion's caliber.

Once everyone's excitement had subsided a bit, Roy tapped the table. "The second thing."

The meeting room fell silent again.

"Ace has been captured by the Navy."

The public execution will take place in one month.

Barrett frowned. "That Fire Fist? The one under Whitebeard?"

"right."

"Has the Navy gone mad? Publicly executing the white-bearded man?"

Tezzolo shook his head.

"This is clearly a challenge to Whitebeard."