Sailing: I Open Treasure Chests in the Pirate World

"Aren't you Whitebeard? Aren't you my father?"

Explaining something to an idiot is really difficult...

Ian sighed inwardly, but then he suddenly realized something.

Why did he have to explain it to Edward Weebull?

“Weebull”.

Clay Weevil raised his right hand and released another huge lump of clay, shaping it into a tall and sturdy clay hut.

"Go inside and sleep! When you wake up, you'll see a different 'new world'."

What "bloodline," what "genes," what "new world"...

Edward Weebull didn't understand any of it.

But he can understand the word "sleep".

Since his father told him to go to sleep, he should go to sleep.

Edward Weebull strode toward the clay hut that had suddenly appeared, entered it without realizing it, and then began to snore loudly.

"Snoring... snoring..."

In less than a few seconds.

A deafeningly loud snoring sound came from the clay hut.

Edward Weebull fell into a deep sleep.

After resolving this "big problem," Ian used the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit to grab Buckingham Stussy, who had just been carried over by Edward Weevil.

He originally intended to execute this "remnant of the old era" on the spot.

However, recalling Crocodile's previous reaction, he stopped in time.

Ian brought the unconscious Buckingham Stussy to Crocodile's side and then forcibly awakened the "Desert Crocodile".

Crocodile awoke from his coma, still feeling a twisting, sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

Ian's "abdomen punch" is still having a lingering effect.

"Mixed protein dragon..."

Crocodile looked up at the sky, having lost count of how many times he had said those words.

"Old Sha, wake up, get up!"

Ian's voice reached Crocodile's ears at just the right moment.

Do you still want this woman?

mother-in-law?

Crocodile was startled and immediately tried to sit up straight.

However, a strange sensation coming from below directly hindered his movements.

A giant banana crocodile, nearly several meters long, tried to sit up, but was blocked by its thick tail, causing the entire "crocodile's" body to fold into a peculiar arc in mid-air.

Click!

Mihawk, who was standing nearby, captured this scene perfectly.

Crocodile, however, paid no attention to the commotion coming from Hawkeye's side. He stared in disbelief at the incredibly thick banana crocodile tail that had appeared beneath him.

He wanted to touch it, but then withdrew his hand—no!

hand?

Crocodile stared at his short, thick crocodile claw, and his brain completely went blank.

Click——click——

Mihawk made full use of his sharp eyesight and seized the opportunity to take several pictures in succession.

Crocodile was stunned for a full half minute before he barely regained his senses.

Although he didn't know what was going on.

But his keen intuition immediately pinpointed the suspect—

"Mixed protein dragon!"

The banana crocodile opened its blood-red maw and roared at Ian.

"what did you do to me?"

"A tiny, insignificant 'enhancement'."

Ian asked with great interest.

"I didn't have a chance to ask Hawkeye before, but now I can ask you."

"How are you feeling right now? Um, to put it more clearly..."

Do you think that crocodile tail is 'grown' on you, or 'stuck' to you?

Ian was actually quite interested in this question.

The eight-star Clay Fruit allows him to freely modify the shape of other life forms according to his wishes.

But what is the difference between the acquired shape changes granted by this Devil Fruit ability and the innate physical characteristics?

Can the "clay figures" modified by Ian possess corresponding body manipulation abilities?

For example, Mihawk.

Can the "harpy" he transforms into fly with wings?

Take Crocodile for example.

Can this "banana crocodile" whip its target with its tail?

"Hawkeye..."

Crocodile instantly realized something from Ian's words.

He wasn't the only one who was "modified" by Haku; the world's greatest swordsman was also among them!

Crocodile glanced at Mihawk.

Mihawk, who had just been enthusiastically taking pictures of the sand crocodile, suddenly turned ashen-faced.

Everyone has a past they'd rather forget...

Being transformed into a "half-human, half-eagle" by the White Dragon is Mihawk's darkest history.

Crocodile had gleaned some information from Mihawk's changing expression, and his mood improved as a result.

As long as I'm not the only one suffering, then there's no problem.

No wonder!

Crocodile put those distracting thoughts aside.

His combat experience is also very rich.

He had realized that his transformation stemmed from Haku's Devil Fruit ability.

If it's a Devil Fruit ability, then Armament Haki is its natural enemy!

Crocodile mustered his strength and unleashed his Haki, hoping to dispel Ian's power directly.

however.

What Mihawk once accomplished.

Crocodile, however, could not do that.

Even when Crocodile unleashed his Armament Haki, he was unable to dispel the shape change that Ian had placed on his body. Instead, it was as if a solid layer of Armament Haki defense had been wrapped around his crocodile scales.

"What a pity, Old Sha."

Ian's teasing words reached Crocodile's ears.

"It seems your [domineering aura] cannot dispel my power!"

It possesses a domineering and restraining ability, but it is not absolute.

Ian's [Clay Fruit] ability development level has reached eight stars.

Crocodile's "Haki" is still a long way from being at the eighth-star level.

under these circumstances.

Crocodile's Haki naturally couldn't dispel Ian's ability.

In comparison.

Mihawk's [Haki] is stronger, so he can directly dispel that "Harpie" form.

Crocodile was unable to dispel the burst of Haki from Crocodile.

He was anxious.

He was really anxious.

"Ian Adrian!"

Crocodile gritted his teeth and glared at Ian, calling out the latter's full name.

"Quickly dispel that damn power of yours!"

"So, what's the price?"

Ian tilted his head, completely unfazed by Crocodile's angry expression.

"What price are you willing to pay for me to remove this ability?"

Crocodile wanted to say that he would be willing to let that bastard Hakuryu die immediately, as long as he could get rid of this bizarre crocodile form!

But Ian was right in front of them.

Crocodile ultimately did not say those words.

This time, he was simply transformed into a banana crocodile.

Who knows what that bastard White Dragon will turn him into next?

Crocodile paused for a moment, then passed the buck back to White Dragon.

"what do you want?"

"Old Sha, look how nice the weather is today."

Ian suddenly uttered a seemingly inexplicable statement, but his next words revealed his true intentions.

"Isn't this a good day to form an alliance?"

Recruiting Crocodile... is quite difficult.

Even though Ian had a handle on Crocodile, he wasn't very confident he could recruit him.

Then we have no choice but to settle for second best.

Recruiting won't work.

Let's switch to cooperation!

"An alliance?"

Crocodile glanced at his crocodile tail.

Given the current situation, you're saying you want to form an alliance with me?

That damn white dragon bastard!

Crocodile was unwilling to give an immediate answer, and he looked at Mihawk, who seemed indifferent to the matter.

"Hawkeye, what are your thoughts?"

"I?"

Mihawk replied indifferently.

"This is between the two of you—"