One Piece_ Start in the Valley of the Gods, cut off the secret fruit

Vegapunk carefully observed it for a long time and then slowly said,

“From this point of view, the demon factor just injected behaved very smoothly without any rejection.”

Jig asked,

“So that means I can eat another Devil Fruit, right?”

“I dare not say absolutely, but there is at least a 90% chance of success!”

Jig narrowed his eyes and bet on a powerful Devil Fruit with a 90% probability. It was definitely worth it to him.

At this moment, he was already thinking about what his next Devil Fruit would be.

Bega Punk wanted to recycle the prepared experimental samples. When Jig saw it, he raised his hand and released a darkness, swallowing and destroying the experimental samples.

Although Vegapunk just said that cloning Jig was impossible, But Jig still thought it was better to be safe.

After the blood was destroyed, he recovered the power of the Persian Cat Fruit into a fruit in the Dark Bible.

When Jig took out a brand new Persian Cat Fruit again, Bega Punk was stunned on the spot, and he quickly asked Giger how he did it.

However, Giger just smiled mysteriously, handed the Persian Cat Fruit to Vegapunk, and said,

“Feel free to do your experiment, I will tell you later.”

Vegapunk didn’t dare to say anything. He just smiled bitterly and said it was a pity.

The sample just now was the only one in the world for Vegapunk. Of course, this was because he didn’t know there was Blackbeard. In the presence of such a freak.

Jig raised his arm and took a look. The wound he made just now had completely disappeared, leaving no trace.

He smiled with satisfaction and glanced at Bega Pang. Ke, said lightly,

“Have you remembered everything I told you today?”

Vegapunk responded honestly,

“Remember, modify Stussy’s filial piety object and develop an authoritarian chip”

“Well, good, the people of Balkimoa will thank you very much.”

After that, under the gaze of Bega Punk, Jig’s body twisted into a dark vortex, and finally disappeared completely.

After Jig disappeared, Bega Punk’s body suddenly stepped forward and let out a long sigh of relief. tone.

He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said to himself,

“What kind of monster did I create? What a sin!”……

Marigio, in the bedroom,

Garin just came back from the training room. He took off his training clothes, put on a black robe, sat on the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated.

Before he could rest for a while, the air in front of him suddenly distorted, and Jig appeared in front of him with a smile on his face.

Galin opened his eyes and smiled,

“You came back at the right time. I have already ordered my servants to prepare meals. Let’s eat here today.”

Jige sat down next to Galin, took a sip from the tea cup Galin put on the table, and said,

“Okay, but I have to ask them to make another one. I’ll bring it to Lucia tonight.”

“Why bother? There’s a lot of food, and there’s enough leftover to feed a few people.”

“No, how can my Lucia eat leftovers? To be honest, if you hadn’t insisted, Uncle Jialin, I would still have wanted Lucia to come and eat together.”

Garin didn’t answer the question. He couldn’t tolerate a slave having dinner with him. His easy-going attitude only applied to Jig.

Jig also knew this. He spread his hands and lay on the back of the soft sofa. on his face, with a contented expression on his face.

Galin was amused and joked,

“You look very happy, what’s up? Did you encounter anything interesting at Vegapunk?”

The corners of Jiger’s mouth couldn’t stop rising. He told Galin what happened today. Galin also listened with a smile. At this moment, he was not a king, just an ordinary elder.

But when When he heard Jig’s idea of eating another Devil Fruit, his expression suddenly changed and he said,

“no! This is too risky!”

Jig was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect Jialin to have such a big reaction, and said quickly,

“It’s okay. I’ve already asked Vegapunk to do the experiment, and he also said there is a 90% success rate.”

“What about the remaining 10%? Probability of death?”

Jig fell silent. Galin looked into Jig’s eyes and said word by word,

“do you know? Are you gambling with your life?”

“I know, but I have deep strength. Even if an accident does happen, I think I have the ability to protect myself.”

Jialin frowned and was about to speak when the servant’s voice sounded from the door.

“Lord Jialin Sheng, the food is ready. Can it be brought in now?”

Jig glanced towards the door and said,

“Uncle Jialin, let’s eat first and talk about it during the meal.”

Jialin also saw that Jig still didn’t give up the idea of eating another Devil Fruit. He sighed and asked the servant to serve the food.

After the dishes were served, the servant wanted to pour wine for Jialin and Jig. Jig waved his hand to stop him, took the wine bottle from the servant’s hand, and said calmly,

“It’s none of your business, you can go down.”

The servant immediately bowed down and excused himself. Only Galin and Jige were left in the palace.

Jige filled a glass of wine for Galin, then filled another glass for himself, and said,

“Uncle Jialin, don’t worry about me, I know what’s going on.”

Jialin picked up the wine glass, looked at the red wine swaying in the glass, and said,

“Jig, isn’t a dark fruit enough to satisfy you? What other devil fruits are you interested in?”

“Not yet, but I am very interested in the blood fruit. By the way, is there any news about Gulando recently?”

Jialin took a deep look at Jig and said,

“He still stayed in his palace. I haven’t seen him for a long time. I only know that over the years, he found someone to purchase a large number of slaves from Chambordina, and these slaves were sent to his palace.”

“slave? Since when did he have the hobby of raising slaves?”

“snort.”

Jialin snorted coldly, crossed his arms and said,

“I’ve probably guessed that it’s probably related to the blood fruit, so you’d better improve your strength as soon as possible, otherwise I’ll have to clean up the door before you can find him.”

“Uncle Jialin, what do you mean?”

“You forgot that I told you that your grandfather was destroyed by this blood fruit. Even his old man couldn’t control the power of the blood fruit. Do you think Gruando can?”

Speaking of this, Jialin closed his eyes, and the scene of killing his father with his own hands appeared in his mind. He reached out and grabbed the wine bottle from Jig’s hand, and drank it.

With Jialin’s physique, he could treat the wine as water. You won’t get drunk even if you drink. He drank a whole bottle of red wine and murmured,

“Not a single one of them makes me worry.……”