One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"Hehe, let's get some fruit to eat."

Zephyr's answer left Aokiji completely bewildered.

What time is it and you're still eating fruit?

Are you kidding me?

Does old man Zefa even understand the seriousness of the situation?

If it weren't for Rorschach's notification, the NEO Navy probably wouldn't have known about the impending catastrophe until the Navy Headquarters' large-scale entry into the Totto Land waters.

This concerns the life and death of tens of thousands of NEO Navy personnel.

Ignoring Aokiji's speechlessness, Zephyr reached out and called out to a man who was squatting in the field, engrossed in his work, "Binz! Come here for a second, I need your help with something."

Upon hearing this, Binz, who was using his abilities to help the fruits and vegetables in the fields successfully sprout and grow, quickly responded, patted the mud off his hands, and ran over.

"Professor Zephyr, what do you want me to do?"

Under Aokiji's puzzled gaze, Zephyr reached into his pocket, pulled out a piece of paper, and handed it to Binz.

"Binz, use your Abundant Fruit power to create one of these fruits."

"Let me see."

Binz took the paper and glanced at it, his expression immediately becoming quite interesting. "Professor Zephyr, I... I can't do it. My abilities aren't sufficient to create this."

Aokiji glanced at the paper, his lips twitched, and he looked at Zephyr with the eyes of someone looking at a madman.

"Professor Zephyr, are you... not crazy?"

“You’re the one who’s crazy. I’m perfectly normal.” Zephyr rolled his eyes and shoved a piece of paper with a picture of fruit on it into Binz’s hand. “It’s not like I need you to make a real one. Just make a fake one.”

"Fake?" Binz was completely confused.

Zefa said, "Yes, fake. Use your Abundant Fruit, take any fruit seed, radish or potato, and make me a fake one that looks like this picture."

"What's the use of a fake one? If you use it to deceive people, it will be exposed immediately, right?" Binz still didn't quite understand what Zephyr was trying to do.

"Just do what I tell you to do. Why think so much?" Zefa scolded.

Binz dared not say anything more, squatted down, and a potato seed emerged from his palm, falling into the soil beneath him.

Soon, a potato sprout grew rapidly, matured quickly, and grew larger.

In just a few breaths, the potatoes matured.

Binz skillfully dug out the potato buried in the soil. Looking at the oval-shaped potato in his hand, he scratched his head and looked at Zephyr apologetically. "Teacher Zephyr, I'm sorry, my ability can only accelerate the ripening of fruits and vegetables at present. I can't make them grow into a specific shape."

Zephyr wasn't disappointed. Instead, he looked at Aokiji, who was gradually realizing what Zephyr was trying to do, and said, "That's easy. Kuzan, use your ability to create a container based on the shape of this fruit so that Binz can put the fruit he grows into it to accelerate its growth. That way, you can get the fruit you want."

Aokiji silently stretched out his hand, a chill swirling around it, and quickly sketched out a hollow ice container with a surface covered in undulating spiral patterns, which he then handed to Binz.

With this container, Binz spawned another wave of potatoes, finally creating the fruit shape Zefa desired through artificial intervention.

However, Zephyr was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"Can you change the color? I want blue."

"Yes, I'm capable of doing that."

Binz nodded, did it again, and produced a blue fruit covered with spiral patterns.

Zefa took it in his hand, compared it with the picture printed on the paper, and finally a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Very well, I don't believe that those pirates won't go crazy with news of this thing."

Aokiji looked at the blue fruit in his hand and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

“Professor Zephyr, I have a feeling you’re playing with fire. If this isn’t handled properly, the New World will be thrown into chaos again.”

Chapter 739 Gold Mine and Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Two days later, at Soft Island in the waters of Totland.

This island, which was originally managed by Charlotte Chiffon, the Soft Minister of the Charlotte family, has now become one of the few no-man's-land among the thirty-three islands of Tottoland.

Because the island lacked resources and a good location, and its area wasn't particularly large, it simply became a deserted island that neither the Beast Pirates, the NEO Marines, nor the G5 wanted.

On this day, a fierce sea chase was taking place off the coast of Songruan Island.

Amidst the roar of cannon fire, a two-masted sailing ship with a steam-powered outer wheel relentlessly pursued a three-masted sailing ship speeding away, continuously firing cannonballs from its rotating bow turrets at the stern of the pirate ship.

"Damn Dylan! How dare he chase me like that, he better pray I don't make it ashore. Otherwise, I'll shove his head up his ass!"

At the stern of the three-masted sailing ship, watching more than a dozen dark cannonballs fly through the air, Baines's bearded face was filled with rage.

He raised his more than two-meter-long arm high, as if swinging a three-section staff, and slammed it down heavily into the air in front of him.

"Snapped!"

With a loud bang, his outstretched arm transformed into a thick, long iron chain that stretched through the air, instantly coiling and weaving into a massive iron net that caught all the dozen or so incoming shells.

"Boom!"

The shells exploded within the iron net formed by his arms, sending up bursts of flame.

The chains, now stained with a visible, imposing black, retracted with a rattling sound, shortened, and finally transformed back into his arm.

Seeing Baines decisively block the cannonballs fired from his ship with his ability, the pirate captain Dylan, standing on the steamship, had an intense, barely suppressed killing intent on his slightly gloomy face.

"Damn it! Baines! You actually... you actually stole Aaron's Chain-Chain Fruit power! What Pizarro said was actually true. Your Ward Pirates really have been hunting down Devil Fruit users all over the New World!"

The two pirate crews sped along the undulating waves towards Soft Island.

On the rocking ship, Baines heard Dylan's angry, murderous voice from afar. His rough old face immediately grinned, revealing a mouthful of black teeth, and he let out a wanton, mocking laugh.

"Hahahaha! That's right! I stole your brother's Devil Fruit power! So what if you know? Hehehe, your useless, idiotic brother doesn't deserve such a convenient Devil Fruit power. Do you know what he said when we captured him?"

Baines crossed his long arms, which had an extra joint compared to normal people, over his chest and laughed unrestrainedly.

"Bahahaha, he said, 'I'm sorry, brother, I can never go back to my hometown in the East China Sea. If you have the chance, please help me go home and see if my child has grown up. And tell him that his father was an irresponsible bastard, not the hero he idolized...' Bahahaha, what cowardly and incompetent last words! It's disgusting! Dylan! Don't you think so? That's what I thought anyway, so I stomped his head on it! Bahahaha!"

"Aaaaaah, I'm going to kill you! Baines!"

Dylan, already filled with rage over his brother's death, was further provoked by Baines's mocking voice, causing his eyes to turn bloodshot and his muscles to bulge and ripple like waves.

His gaping mouth revealed that all his teeth had fallen out, and sharp, thick fangs had grown back in their place. His golden hair had also grown wildly, turning into a tangled mane.

His eyes transformed into brutal vertical pupils, and his entire body instantly grew several sizes larger, transforming from less than three meters tall into a majestic lion-headed giant over five meters tall.

"Roar!"

Dylan let out a thunderous roar, his two thick, curved legs stomping heavily on the deck beneath him, denting and cracking the iron-clad deck. His massive body shot into the sky with a boom, like a torpedo launched, leaping directly from the steamship he was on and charging towards Baines.

This is the Lion Form of the Cat-Cat Fruit, a Zoan-type Devil Fruit. It is one of the strongest Zoan-type abilities among ordinary types.

Seeing Dylan hurtling towards him like a cannonball, exuding a brutal aura, Baines's expression changed slightly. While firing chains wrapped in Armament Haki into the sky, he shouted behind him, "Gary! Use your steering skills to shake him off!"

Standing at the bow of the three-masted sailing ship, where Gary was steering, an old pirate with a long sword at his waist complained, "Baines, I told you not to mess with that guy, but you wouldn't listen. He's Dylan the Angry Lion who slaughtered tens of thousands of people in the East Blue. If he hadn't been captured by that old bastard Garp like us, he might be vying for the position of one of the Four Emperors in the New World."

"Stop talking nonsense! If we can't shake him off, we're all going to die!"

Baines roared and waved his hands at Dylan, who was swooping down from the sky with red eyes, shooting out black chains.

Countless chains were linked together, forming a large net that enveloped the falling angry lion Dylan.

"Hahaha, get the hell out of here and get into the sea!"

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, Baines immediately smiled with delight and quickly swung his hands, slamming the chained Dylan into the sea.

If you can just throw Dylan into the sea, he'll become a lamb to the slaughter, completely at your mercy.

"If I get your Devil Fruit ability, I might be able to use it to get the fourth position on the ship and get a bigger share of the treasure."

Baines' face lit up with excitement.

Then, before he could be too smug, Dylan, who was bound by countless iron chains like a giant rice dumpling, swelled up again, with thick veins bulging on his body and his bulging muscles scurrying around like big rats.

His eyes were red, saliva dripped from his gaping fangs, and he roared as he stretched out his two thick arms.

The chains snapped with a series of cracking sounds, and Dylan, who had been bound by countless chains, was immediately freed.

Just as he was about to fall into the sea, he swung his large, broad hand towards the water.

"Boom!"

The sea exploded, and amidst the towering waves, a gigantic figure slammed into Baines, who was standing at the stern, like a cannonball. He coughed up blood, screamed, and flew backward, crashing through a thick mast behind him before hurtling towards the bow where Gary was.

Damn it!

Gary's expression changed drastically. He dropped the ship's rudder he was holding, turned around quickly, drew his long sword from his waist, and slashed at Dylan, who was charging at him.

A thick beam of light shot out from the longsword in his hand, instantly traversing dozens of meters of deck and slashing Dylan, who had just crashed into the ship's main mast, causing him to bleed profusely from the chest. Dylan staggered backward a few steps and crashed into the ship's cabin.

In a hasty move, Gary slashed away Dylan, who was chasing after him. He grabbed Baines by the neck, who was still lying on the deck panting, and threw him directly into the air above the sea ahead, shouting, "Don't just stand there! Get us to the island, and better yet, shake this madman off!"

Baines gritted his teeth and, without saying a word, swung his right hand almost simultaneously toward the soft island beach, which was less than a hundred meters away.

As the iron chains stretched out with a clanging sound, his hand plunged into the sand of Soft Island with a soft thud, and then he was quickly dragged along the island.

Gary jumped onto his back, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and flew away with him.

An angry roar came from behind.

Amidst flying sawdust, Dylan smashed his head through the cabin, his eyes red as he looked this way, about to give chase.

"Heh heh, get the hell out of here and go take a bath in the sea, Dylan!"

On Baines' back, Gary grinned slyly and pressed the red button he was holding with a click.

"boom!"

Behind him, on the already wrecked three-masted sailing ship, a huge explosion roared up, turning the entire ship into a massive fireball that engulfed Dylan, who was standing on it.

With a muffled thud, Baines and Gary both fell onto the beach of Soft Island.

Baines' chest injury was aggravated, and he couldn't help but cough up blood again before retracting his chained arm and turning back to look at the silent pirate ship slowly heading into the sea.

"Is this guy dead?" Gary muttered, gripping his longsword.

"Don't dream about it, he won't die that easily."

Baines watched as the steamship carrying Dylan slowly slowed down and came to a stop on the sea a few hundred meters away. Without further hesitation, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, strode towards the island.

“Where are you going?” Gary shouted.