One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

When they finally saw what the jailers were holding, they were all somewhat bewildered.

There are clean and tidy blankets and pillows, which look incredibly soft. Sleeping in them would probably feel like sleeping on a cloud.

There were brand new toiletries and snow-white towels.

A jailer was carrying a large stack of books, newspapers, and magazines.

A prison guard was carrying a cabinet, a wardrobe, and a sofa.

Even more outrageous, there were several burly prison guards carrying a brand-new large bed, carefully walking out of the elevator shaft.

Besides these, what makes the prisoners in the Infinite Hell most envious and crazy are the snacks and fruits that some of the guards are holding.

Looking at the watermelons, grapes, and apples arranged on pristine white plates, washed clean and still glistening with water droplets, a chorus of swallowing sounds suddenly filled the vast, boundless hell.

Immediately afterwards, strange howls and roars, like those of wild beasts, resounded from all the cells.

"Food! It's delicious food! Is that fruit? You damn bastards, bring it here right now! Otherwise, I'll crush the heads of you bastard prison guards!"

"Grapes? Are those grapes? Waaah, I haven't seen grapes in thirty years! Please, give me a bunch! Give them to me now!"

The jailers turned a deaf ear and a blind eye to the prisoners' wailing and howling.

Led by Hannibal, after exiting the elevator shaft, they stood in two rows in the corridor of Infinite Hell, with the middle section exposed, as if waiting for someone to enter.

Seeing this, the prisoners couldn't help but crowd their cruel and tyrannical eyes onto the bars, staring intently at the elevator shaft.

Even an idiot could see that the pile of daily necessities that Hannibal's jailers brought down were for whom.

But what kind of divine treatment is this?

What is this place?

Could it be that Magellan, that diarrhea-prone bastard, is coming to experience life in Infinite Hell?

Soon, the prisoners, whose minds had become somewhat muddled from being imprisoned for too long, saw a tall prisoner, about three meters tall, step out of the elevator shaft, surrounded by Sadie and Domino.

The prisoners were stunned at first, then felt an unprecedented anger welling up from the depths of their hearts.

Jealousy distorted them beyond recognition, driving them to madness with rage.

The sounds of banging against the bars and angry roars echoed once again from the various cells, large and small.

"Damn it! That brat! What gives you the right to enjoy all this? I refuse to accept it! Magellan! You bastard, get out here right now, or I'll tear this kid to pieces!"

"Hehehe, new guy, what's your relationship with Magellan? Is he your father? Come over and let's be friends. I am the King of the Kingdom of Giselle. After I get out of prison, I can give you half of the kingdom's land. All you have to do is let me have a taste of that plate of watermelon."

"Kid! Kid! Get over here now! Bring all that damn food! And the soft blankets and bed, and your bouncy little drum!"

Hannibal was driven crazy by the noise of the prisoners. He glanced cautiously at Rorschach, afraid that Rorschach might have something to say, and quickly took a high-tech headset from a prison guard and handed it to Rorschach.

"Lieutenant General Luo Xia, these bastards are too noisy. How about listening to some music? These are high-tech headphones from Egg Point Island. They have excellent sound insulation and can also play music."

"Thanks, but not for now." Rorschach waved his hand, pushed away the earphone Hannibal offered, and turned to scan the surrounding cells.

Some of these cells were enormous, measuring forty or fifty meters in length and width, while others were only a few square meters.

Some were built on the ground, some were embedded in the walls, and some were hung from the ceiling, making them look messy, as if they were added later from time to time.

Meanwhile, those prisoners, who looked like demons, stood at the bars of their cells, staring at this place with bloodshot eyes and malevolent intent.

Almost every prisoner here exudes a formidable aura. Despite having been imprisoned for many years and being in very poor health, they still possess the imposing presence they once had when they roamed the seas, like wild beasts locked in cages, radiating a dangerous aura.

Looking at these hundreds of extremely dangerous and powerful criminals, Rorschach couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

well.

In this way, I will have sparring partners for the whole year.

Deep within the Infinite Hell, there are several terrifyingly powerful individuals whose strength is no less than that of a General Emperor.

At this moment, Rorschach could feel their gazes.

A familiar voice came from the dark prison corridor.

"Huh? Am I seeing things? Luo Xia boy, what's with your outfit?"

Luo Xia looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man with a large face peering at him through a gap in the fence with a surprised expression.

Rorschach smiled upon hearing this.

"Ivankov, how have you been?"

Chapter 571 Enlightenment in Longchang

"What? It really is you?"

Seeing Rorschach, dressed in the same prison uniform as himself, standing outside the cell bars, Ivankov's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets in shock.

He got up from the ground and looked Rorschach up and down carefully. Then he glanced at the jailers carrying a large pile of things not far away and couldn't help but mutter, "Rorschach boy, what on earth happened? How come even a Marine like you is locked up in Impel Down? Damn it, the news from Infinite Hell is really too outdated. There's not even a newspaper to read. I really miss my Okama Paradise."

"My business isn't urgent. Let's settle my accommodation first, then we can talk properly. So, Ivankov, you don't mind if I'm your roommate, do you?"

Luo Xia pointed to a large pile of furniture and household items that the people behind him had brought over.

Ivankov shrugged. "Suit yourself. This cell is big enough anyway."

"Row."

Rorschach smiled, turned around and waved to Hannibal, saying, "Hannibal, have someone move your things over. I'll share a room with Ivankov."

Hannibal originally intended to create a separate luxury suite for Rorschach in the Infinite Hell.

However, since Luo Xia insisted, he naturally had nothing to say.

Immediately, he personally stepped forward and opened the cell door where Ivankov was imprisoned. He then led a group of prison guards, carrying buckets and rags, and began cleaning and wiping the entire cell under the dumbfounded gazes of Ivankov and the other prisoners of Infinite Hell.

Dozens of people spent over an hour cleaning Ivankov's cell with clean water and rags, making the entire cell spotless. After spraying it with floral-scented air freshener, they placed two large beds, each five meters long and three meters wide, against the left and right walls and laid out clean bedding on them.

Amidst the clanging and banging of hammers, brand-new furniture, cabinets, tables, and sofas were neatly arranged by the prison guards.

Finally, Hannibal chased the jailer out of the cell after he had done all this. He then personally made Rorschach's bed and put out his slippers before letting out a long sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, backed out of the cell, and forced a fawning smile at Rorschach.

"Lieutenant General Rorschach, are you satisfied with my arrangements? If not, I will have them removed and rearranged immediately."

"Satisfied, very satisfied." Luo Xia was both amused and exasperated.

Hannibal had practically turned his cell into the most luxurious one in the entire Infinite Hell.

By abusing his privileges in front of all the prisoners, he had become a thorn in everyone's side.

Didn't you see the prisoners' eyes? They were as red as blood.

"That bed... is it for me?"

Ivankov pointed to another bed in the cell and looked hesitantly at Rorschach.

"Of course, we can't be roommates, with me sleeping on the bed and you sleeping on the floor, right? Consider that bed my way of thanking you."

“Rorschach boy, you’re so thoughtful. If it weren’t for these Seastone handcuffs, I would definitely turn into a beauty and treat you well.”

Ivankov winked at Rorschach, giving Rorschach goosebumps and making him regret choosing to share a cell with this guy.

Seeing Ivankov's eagerness to jump onto his own large bed, Hannibal grumbled, "You freak king! Pay attention to your personal hygiene, you bastard! You're filthy and stinky. It's one thing if you dirty the bed, but if your filth affects Lieutenant General Rorschach's prison experience, I'll put you in another cell. Here, there's clean water. Go wash yourself and change your clothes."

After a while, Ivankov sat naked and cross-legged on the ground outside the cell, where a group of jailers scrubbed him thoroughly with brushes before changing him into a clean prison uniform. Only then was he locked back in the cell.

He sat in the chair opposite Luo Xia, staring blankly at the fruit platter and various snacks on the small round table for a while before snapping out of his daze and looking at Luo Xia with a bewildered expression.

"Are you really here to go to jail? Are you sure you're not here to experience endless hell?"

"Who would come to this godforsaken place to experience life? Are they crazy? As for me, was I really arrested, or was it an order from the World Government? I'm sentenced to a year in prison."

Rorschach picked up a watermelon, snapped it in two with a crack, and tossed one half to Ivankov.

The watermelon had a bright green rind, translucent flesh, and was reddish-pink. It was also seedless and looked incredibly sweet and delicious. Ivankov's mouth watered, and without any hesitation, he stuffed half a watermelon, rind and all, into his mouth and chewed it with gusto, his eyes filled with delight.

The sight of the two men eating melon seeds immediately drove the surrounding prisoners into a frenzy.

Immediately, curses, pleas, and the sound of swallowing saliva surged in from all directions like a tidal wave.

However, the two men in the cell ignored this and continued to enjoy the fruit on the table.

Ivankov tossed a whole bunch of bananas into his mouth, peeling them without even opening them, and chewed them heartily. While eating the fruit, he looked at Rorschach and asked indistinctly, "So, why were you arrested? Those guards seem to treat you incredibly well. And I remember the last time we met, weren't you a naval captain? How come those people were calling you vice admiral just now? Did you get promoted that quickly?"

Rorschach plucked a crystal grape and popped it into his mouth. He glanced at Barrett, who was watching him with interest deep inside the passage, and chuckled, "Nothing much, I just killed a Celestial Dragon."

"puff……!"

Ivankov, who was chewing a banana, choked on Rorschach's casual remark, causing him to spray food out of his nostrils.

The once noisy and bustling Infinite Hell instantly fell into deathly silence.

In the vast, dark cell, not a single person spoke; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Deep inside the cell, Douglas Barrett stared at Rorschach, stunned.

Even Count Ryder, who was resting with his eyes closed in the next cell, slowly opened his weathered eyes and looked at Rorschach.

The deathly silence lasted for several dozen seconds before a more boisterous and noisy commotion erupted from all directions.

Ivankov coughed for more than ten seconds, panting heavily, staring at Rorschach with his bull-like eyes, his voice distorted.

"Rorschach boy! What did you just say? You...you killed a Celestial Dragon? How is that possible? Do you know how serious it is to kill a Celestial Dragon? It's absolutely certain death. How could you be simply locked up and get such treatment, and the sentence is only one year?"

At this moment, not only Ivankov wanted to know, but the other prisoners in the prison also wanted to know.

If we're talking about the most valuable life in this world, then without a doubt it's the Celestial Dragons.

Anyone who offends a Celestial Dragon will be hunted down by a Marine Admiral.

Not to mention killing the high and mighty Celestial Dragons directly.

Doing that might force all three admirals and the fleet admiral to mobilize.

Not only will the offender be executed, but their entire family, including their entire nation, will be wiped out and destroyed.

Therefore, generally speaking, even the most powerful pirates at the top of the world do not dare to easily offend the Celestial Dragons on the open sea.

In the memories of some older pirates, perhaps only the terrifying man who wanted to become the king of the world more than 30 years ago dared to slaughter the Celestial Dragons like ordinary pigs and dogs.

Rorschach popped another grape into his mouth, shook his head and laughed, "It's not that serious. He was just a guy who used to be a Celestial Dragon. Hmm, you should know him too, he's Doflamingo."

"Ah? So it's the Joker. No wonder. I heard Dragon mention him; he was indeed a Celestial Dragon before." Ivankov suddenly realized, then asked doubtfully, "But when I came in, I remember Doflamingo was still a Shichibukai, right? Aren't the Shichibukai allies of your Navy? Why did you kill him?"

"Because he became one of the Four Emperors."