The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

Sakazuki: "..."

He doesn't know? Of course he knows.

The intense crackdown over the past few weeks has resulted in injuries to many naval soldiers.

Libo's "Healing Carrot," developed using the Healing Fruit, has become a lifesaver for soldiers at G-3 base.

The principle is simple, but the effect is amazing.

As a user of the Healing-Healing Fruit, Ribo can draw a portion of blood from her opponent's body through touch.

And using the healing fruit's power, it was solidified into a carrot shape.

This "healing carrot" can not only stop bleeding quickly, but also accelerate wound healing and even relieve fatigue.

The most outrageous thing is that the stronger the blood donor's constitution, the better the treatment effect.

Conversely, those pirates whose blood was extracted will permanently lose their maximum health.

Furthermore, the more significant the therapeutic effect of a carrot, the more fatal it is to the blood donor.

Some vicious pirates can even die on the spot after having a single top-quality healing carrot extracted from them.

Therefore, every time she raids pirates, Ribo eagerly waits for Sakazuki or Gurn to leave a few survivors so she can "draw blood reserves".

Unfortunately, Sakazuki's "Hound of the Dead" never leaves a complete corpse.

"Never mind, never mind!" Libo sighed, pulled a bright red carrot from her pocket, and stuffed it into Sakazuki's hand.

"Here, this was made with the blood of that giant fighter from yesterday. It should work well... Remember to leave them alive next time!"

Sakazuki looked down at the carrot biscuit in his palm, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Thank you."

Libo blinked, surprised that this cold-faced uncle would actually thank her. She immediately smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents: "You're welcome! Remember to eat, it's good for your health!"

After saying that, she skipped and hopped towards the wounded area, her drooping ears swaying softly in the sunlight.

"Haha, what do you think of my adjutant? You approve of her now, don't you!" Gern nudged Sakazuki with his elbow and laughed.

Looking at Gern's smile, Sakazuki glanced at Lipo's retreating figure and silently stuffed the carrot biscuit into his mouth.

...Unexpectedly sweet.

"She can be called an ally of justice, especially when it comes to dealing with pirates... hmm... she's very talented!"

......

A corner of the warship's deck, the wounded area.

A dozen wounded naval soldiers leaned against makeshift stretchers. Some had broken ribs, some had been slashed by pirates' swords, and some had even been poisoned.

But at this moment, their faces showed no pain, but rather an expression of anticipation.

Because Lipo came.

"Line up, line up~ One for each person, don't grab!" Libo, like a little nurse handing out candy, held a basket of freshly made "healing carrots" and stuffed them into the hands of the wounded one by one.

"Warrant Lippo, what flavor is it this time?" a young soldier asked with a grin.

"Hmm...it's the blood of the captain of the 'Iron Wall' Pirates from yesterday!" Ribo proudly puffed out her chest.

"That guy's Armament Haki is very strong, so the effect should be super... amazing!"

The soldiers cheered and eagerly began to gnaw on the carrots.

In the corner, a group of handcuffed pirate prisoners trembled with fear.

He was one of the few survivors whom Gern had "deliberately" spared, and he was now watching in horror as Lippo walked toward him with a smile on her face.

"No, don't come any closer! You rabbit, don't come any closer!" The pirate desperately tried to shrink back.

"You said she was cute when we first met!" Lipo squatted down in front of him, her smile sweet.

"Don't worry, this time I'll only have a tiny bit of blood drawn~ It won't hurt!"

Pirate: "Damn it, it reduces my maximum HP!"

Five minutes later, Libo left, satisfied, carrying a large basket of healing carrots.

The pirate collapsed to the ground, his face pale and aged, muttering, "A demon... that rabbit is a demon..."

Not far away, Gern leaned against the ship's railing and witnessed the whole scene, unable to help but laugh out loud.

The contrast between cute and terrifying is indeed the most deadly.

Chapter 94 The Big Barrel

New World, Sea Area, Naval Warship Deck.

"Report! Pirate ship spotted ahead! Flag confirmed as 'Iron Tomb' Baimon, bounty 410 million..."

As soon as the naval soldier on the lookout tower finished speaking, Sakazuki's fist was already burning with lava, his eyes icy cold: "Another small fry."

“Ghost fish? Then Lipo will do it this time!!” Lipo raised her left hand like a student.

Gern leaned against the ship's railing, glanced at the eager Lippo, and smirked: "You're going this time?"

Libo nodded vigorously, her droopy ears trembling slightly with excitement.

"If Uncle Sakazuki makes a move, not even a trace will be left!"

"Gern, you keep crippling people, now it's even hard to draw blood!"

"be careful."

Because he was just a nobody, Sakazuki snorted coldly and surprisingly did not object, but simply stood there with his arms crossed.

Gern didn't think much of it; after all, with the encirclement and suppression efforts underway, there couldn't possibly be any major pirates in the nearby waters.

It's just a pirate crew with a bounty of around 400 million; it's fine for Ribo to practice on.

Then Gern chuckled and gestured for him to leave: "Then it's up to you, partner of justice."

"Received!" Libo lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her petite figure used Moonwalk to skim across the sea like a white lightning bolt, leaping onto the enemy ship's deck in a few bounds.

........

Meanwhile, on the sea, a pirate ship called "Drunken Whale" flying an unfamiliar flag was bobbing up and down with the waves.

Basque Jote – the “Big Barrel” with a bounty of 825 million peles – is tilting his head back and gulping down a large mouthful of strong liquor.

Wine dripped down his sausage nose, soaking his wrinkled clown costume.

Since Gurn and Sakazuki joined forces, the pirate world of the New World has been in an uproar!

Thus, this notorious pirate had no choice but to put away his skull and crossbones flag and disguise himself as an ordinary small-time pirate.

After all, ships flying nameless pirate flags have a better chance of escaping detection, and sometimes they can even fool inexperienced patrol ships.

"They haven't left the waters under the jurisdiction of G-3 base yet? Those two lunatics are terrifying..."

Basque Chote let out a loud burp, squinted his drunken eyes, and looked at the petite figure that had suddenly appeared on the deck.

"Hiccup... Navy?" He shook his head, thinking he was hallucinating. "No, it's a rabbit?"

Ribo, now aboard the pirate ship, stood at the railing, her droopy ears slightly perked up due to static electricity, her pink eyes fixed on Jot, her small face serious.

"You are Baimon, the 'Iron Tomb'?"

Upon hearing this name, Jote paused for two seconds, then glanced at the flag he was currently hanging.

After realizing what was happening, he suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! 'Iron Tomb' Baimon?"

Basque Chote shook his enormous jug, his sausage-like nose glistening with grease from the alcohol.

"He's only a warrant officer. Are the Navy sending kids to arrest people now?!"

Slightly more sober, he squinted his drunken eyes and looked at Lipo again.

He saw a bunny-eared girl in a navy uniform tilting her head to look at him. Her pink eyes were sparkling in the sunlight, and her snow-white drooping ears swayed gently in the sea breeze.

"Hmm! Not bad!" Jote let out a loud burp, the smell of alcohol wafting out.

His gaze swept over Lippo, finally settling on her slender waist and long legs, a nauseating smile spreading across his face.

"Hehehe... Is the little bunny lost?" Jote stood up unsteadily, his loose clown costume swaying with the movement.

"Want to come over for a drink with Uncle? Uncle will make you... burp... very comfortable..."

Upon seeing their captain, the surrounding pirates burst into lewd laughter. Some whistled, while others deliberately shook their bottles and made obscene gestures.

However, many more people drew their swords and surrounded them with ill intentions.

“Pirates are disgusting.” Ribo didn’t answer, but took a deep breath and slowly clenched her fists.

"Buzz!" A weak electric current surged through her body as the furry tribe's natural electrical discharge ability was activated!

The next second, she pushed off with her feet, the deck cracked open with a "crack", and her petite figure was launched out like a cannonball!

"Bang!" The pirate in the front row didn't even see the movement clearly before he was hit in the chest by a straight punch, and he was sent flying backward, crashing through the cabin wall!

"What?!" Jote instantly sobered up halfway.

Without pausing, Libo's unique rabbit-like jumping ability allowed her to dart back and forth on the deck at high speed, each landing accompanied by a thunderous kick.

The pirates were sent flying like bowling balls, screaming in agony.

"Damn it! Grab her!" Jote roared, grabbing the flask and taking a big gulp, then spitting out a cloud of liquor.

"Wine Wine - Mist!"

The strong smell of alcohol instantly filled the entire deck, and Lippo's movements paused slightly.

This fog not only obscures vision, but also has a dizzying hallucinogenic effect!

"Hahaha! Little rabbit, let's see how you jump now!" Jote pounced with a savage grin, his fat body surprisingly agile, lifting the barrel with his right hand and slamming it down!

Lippo was thrown backward, the barrel grazing her nose as it crashed down, and the deck collapsed with a deafening roar.

She flipped backward, her drooping ears twitching nimbly in the mist—the hearing of the fur tribe is not impaired by alcohol!

"Left!" She suddenly turned to the side and delivered a precise roundhouse kick to the pirate's chin, knocking out his teeth and knocking him unconscious.

Chote narrowed his eyes: "Interesting..." He suddenly pounded his stomach and let out a loud burp, "Jiujiu - Explosive!"

"Whoosh—!" The breath of alcohol he exhaled was instantly ignited, turning the air above the entire deck into a sea of ​​fire!

Amidst the flames, Libo's figure flashed rapidly, but a patch of her clothing was still scorched.

The sea breeze howled, and the atmosphere on the deck suddenly froze.

"Is this a pirate with a bounty of 400 million?" Ribo, clearly sensing something was wrong, broke out in a cold sweat.

Basque Chote's laughter abruptly stopped, and the flask slipped from his hand, hitting the deck with a dull thud.

A flicker of surprise crossed his narrowed, drunken eyes, which was quickly replaced by a ferocious expression.

"It's not that I'm strong, but little rabbit, you've got the wrong person." Jote's voice was hoarse and dangerous as his massive body slowly straightened, casting a shadow over Libo's petite figure.

"However, since they've come to us, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Lipo's droopy ears perked up instantly, and her pink pupils contracted.

She instinctively took a half step back, but quickly regained her balance, clenched her fists, and her not-so-proficient Armament Haki coiled around her like black lightning.

"Stop looking down on people!"

Jote grinned, revealing uneven, yellow teeth: "Interesting!" Before he finished speaking, his fist, imbued with a violent and domineering aura, slammed down!

"Bang!" The deck cracked under the immense force, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

Libo's figure flashed like a white lightning bolt, and she swept a backflip kick at Jote's knee.

However, despite his enormous size, Chote was exceptionally agile.

He dodged to the side, grabbed Lippo's ankle with his other hand, and slammed her against the mast like a sandbag!

"Crack!" The mast broke, and Lipo's figure was embedded in the deck, amidst billowing dust.

He then coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and his drooping ears trembled slightly from the pain.

Chote looked down at her, his eyes full of mockery: "Is this all the Navy can do? What a disappointment."

Libo wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, took a deep breath, and a soft green light emanated from her palm as the healing fruit's power rapidly repaired her injuries.