A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

"Don't bring up that ridiculous word with me. Your so-called justice is nothing more than the leash that the Celestial Dragons use to keep you in captivity."

He extended a finger and gently tapped the CP leader's forehead.

"Let me guess."

Lox's voice was like the whisper of a demon.

"The Soul Echo Fruit can hear all things. This ability is the best toy for those who have lived too long and find the world utterly boring."

"Did some fat, bloated Celestial Dragon hear about this legend and send you lackeys to search for it for him?"

The CP leader's pupils suddenly contracted.

This subtle change did not escape Lockes's notice.

"It seems I guessed it right."

Lox withdrew his finger, stood up, and his smile turned cold.

"Which family is it from? One of the Five Elders under Lord Im? Or some worm from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise?"

The CP leader kept his mouth shut, but his mental defenses had been completely shattered by Lox's all-knowing gaze.

The man before me possessed not only monstrous strength but also devilish wisdom.

Just then, Ryan, who had been silent all along, walked over.

He glanced at the CP leader and then said to Rocks, "Captain, his heart is racing and his blood flow is changing. His emotions fluctuated the most when you mentioned the words Celestial Dragons and toys. Your guess is correct."

Raine's perception is no longer limited to hearing; he can judge the authenticity of a person's emotions by listening to their body language.

"Hahaha! Did you hear that? Even my head chef said you've been exposed."

Rocks burst into laughter.

"Alright, I'm not interested in your secrets anymore, they're too boring."

He turned to leave, seemingly having lost all patience with the prisoner.

"and many more!"

The CP leader suddenly shouted; he knew this was his last chance.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! I can tell you everything I know! I just ask that you give me a quick death!"

Faced with absolute power and utterly exposed despair, so-called loyalty and integrity are worthless.

However, Rocks didn't even bother to turn his head.

"It's too late, I've lost interest."

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Silver's sharp gaze suddenly turned towards the sea, his voice calm yet urgent: "A ship is approaching, very fast, not a standard naval vessel, it has CP markings on its hull."

"Oh?"

Rocks raised an eyebrow.

"Have reinforcements arrived? Perfect, saves us the trouble of swimming back ourselves."

Their small, dilapidated boat was already worn out from the previous storms and battles, and Dorum had long predicted that it wouldn't last until the next island.

The group quickly arrived at the beach, where they saw a sleek, black speedboat with a futuristic design cutting through the waves.

The ship was smaller than a naval warship, but it was several times faster. Instead of a ram, it had a strange device that shimmered with an eerie light at the bow.

"It's the CP0's Ghost prototype ship!"

The CP leader, held in Gatz's hands, gasped in shock.

"It's equipped with the latest Seastone jamming cannons and tracking systems! You can't escape!"

"escape?"

Lox laughed: "Why run away?"

The ghost ship had clearly spotted them as well; the cannons at its bow began to charge, and beams of eerie blue light converged.

"It's a Seastone beam! It can instantly render a Devil Fruit user powerless!"

The CP leader screamed in despair.

"Gats, gag him, he's too noisy."

"Lox said impatiently."

Gatz chuckled and tore off a piece of the CP leader's sleeve, stuffing it into his mouth.

"Alright, guys."

Rocks flexed his wrists, a hunter's excited smile appearing on his face when he saw a new toy.

"Don't sink the ship. Dorum needs a new home. Let's finish this quickly; our lunch break is almost here."

"Yes!"

Before the words were even finished, the sea stone beams on the ghost ship shot out, aimed directly at Lox, who was the most conspicuous person in the crowd.

However, when the beam of light was still ten meters away from Lockes, it seemed to have entered an invisible swamp, its speed suddenly slowed down, and the light quickly distorted, dissipated, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

The CP agents on the ghost ship were all stunned.

Before they could react, a silver lightning bolt had already swept up from the shore.

Silver's feet trod on the sea as if walking on flat ground.

The Soul Echo Fruit gave him a completely new understanding of the sounds of wind and water. He could easily borrow their power, making him several times faster than before. He left afterimages on the sea, and bullets couldn't even track his trajectory.

In the blink of an eye, Silver had already boarded the deck of the ghost ship.

Chapter 19 Ghost Ship

"Enemy attack!"

The CP agents on the ship reacted quickly, immediately drawing their weapons and surrounding the ship.

They are all candidates for CP0, and their abilities far surpass those of the previous CP9.

But they were facing a monster whose strength had soared once again after consuming a legendary fruit.

Silver's spear seemed to come alive in his hands.

He could clearly hear the next move of every enemy and see the trajectory of the bullets as they were about to fly.

The spear danced like a silver dragon emerging from the sea, each parry and thrust executed with exquisite precision.

Silver did not kill them; he simply used the barrel and shaft of his gun to knock them away and knock them unconscious.

The whole process was smooth and fluid, more like an elegant dance.

Meanwhile, Gatz was so anxious watching Silver unleash his power that he scratched his head in frustration.

"Captain! I want to go too!"

"Go ahead, but don't damage the ship's planks."

Rocks waved his hand.

"okay!"

With a roar, Gatz propelled himself forward with a powerful stride, his massive body shooting into the sky like a cannonball, soaring hundreds of meters across the sea before crashing into the stern of the ghost ship with a deafening roar.

"Hahaha! Your grandpa Gatz is here!"

He swung the giant anchor and swept it across the remaining CP agents.

After consuming the Soul Echo Fruit, Gatz could feel the power surging within the anchor, each swing producing a muffled sonic boom.

The CP agents' ironclad strength was as fragile as paper in front of Gatz; they were all smashed to pieces, broken, and collapsed to the ground.

In less than five minutes, the World Government's latest technological marvel, along with its elite agents, was utterly and swiftly suppressed by the Rocks Pirates.

Dorum was the first to rush onto the ship. He stroked the smooth metal hull and felt the intricate internal structure, his eyes welling up with tears of excitement.

"It's the keel of the Treasure Tree Adam! And the armor is made of shape memory alloy! My God! This...this is a work of art! This is the ship of my dreams!"

Lockes and Rain finally boarded the new ship leisurely.

"not bad."

Lockes looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"The space is big enough, and the kitchen looks much better than the previous doghouse."

He kicked the terrified CP0 captain aside, swaggered into the captain's chair, and grinned at his crew:

"Alright, guys! Clean up the battlefield, set sail! Our new home is here!"

……

The Ghost Ship lay silently in the harbor of Whispering Shadow Isle, completely out of place with its eerie and sinister surroundings.

This special agent ship, representing the highest level of technology of world governments, has now changed hands.

The crew members are cleaning up the battlefield with great enthusiasm.

Gatz gleefully piled the stunned CP agents into a corner of the deck like sacks, looting them of all their valuables while muttering, "You got to ride on such a nice ship, you should at least pay the toll!"

Silver stood silently on the lookout tower, adjusting to his newfound senses.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the mist, revealing the tracks of schools of fish swimming several nautical miles away.

The enhancement brought to him by the Soul Echo Fruit was a realm that every assassin could only dream of.

The most excited person on the ship was undoubtedly the shipwright, Dorum.

Like a child who has received a beloved toy, he ran around the ship, sometimes stroking the sturdy mast made of the Adam Tree, sometimes tapping the memory alloy armor that gleamed with metallic luster, and exclaiming in amazement.

"Perfect! This is simply a perfect creation! The power system is the latest steam turbine hybrid system, and it's even equipped with a wind-powered cannon! The storage compartments have a temperature control system, and the rudder is hydraulically assisted... My God, I love this ship to death!"

Dorum went into the engine room and didn't come out for a long time. His delirious ramblings came from inside, which gave Gatz goosebumps.

Lockes, meanwhile, sat regally in the spacious captain's cabin, perusing the logbooks and documents found on the ship.

He sat with his legs crossed, with the former CP leader and the current CP0 captain bound like dumplings at his feet. Under extreme fear, the two had revealed everything they knew about the mission.

"Saint Carlos..."

As Lockes looked at the name on the document, a contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"An old monster from the Celestial Dragons who has lived for over a hundred years, dreaming of gaining eternal pleasure through the Soul Echo Fruit? How utterly boring."

He casually tossed the documents aside, stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at his crew.

Gatz practiced his new moves on the deck, and the swinging of the giant anchor carried a faint sound of wind and thunder, a technique he had grasped after hearing the sound of power.

Silver's figure flickered like a ghost among the masts, moving so fast that only afterimages remained.

This fledgling pirate crew is growing wildly at an alarming rate.

"captain."

Raine's voice came from behind him; he had somehow already stood in the doorway.

"I've seen the kitchen."

For the first time, there was a hint of satisfaction in Raine's tone.

"The equipment is very complete, including a cold storage, oven, constant temperature fermentation room, and independent smoke exhaust system. Although it is not as good as I imagined, at least... it allows me to use 30% of my skills."

Lox turned around and looked at him with interest: "Oh? What's your ideal kitchen like?"

A glint flashed in Ryan's eyes—a chef's yearning for his ultimate dream.

"I need a cooking station that can accommodate a hundred people working at the same time, a food cultivation room that can simulate all the climates in the world, and a top-notch storage room made of sea stone that can isolate all kinds of odors."

"I also need a set of kitchen utensils that I design myself, which can precisely control heat, pressure, and time down to the millisecond."

Renn paused, his voice not loud, but firm and resolute.

"My ambition is not just to make delicious food. I want to create dishes that can change lives, miracles that can empower people, and the ultimate form of the meaning of food that can make even the gods bow down."

"What I want is a mobile food city that can accommodate all my ambitions!"

Lockes listened quietly, his smile growing wider and wider until it finally burst into a hearty laugh.