The Worst Fruit Among Pirates

Boom!

An empty bucket and mop were thrown in front of Rocinante, and splashes of sewage jumped into his face.

"Clean the entire corridor before noon, or be careful with your skin!"

After saying that, the guy who threw down the bucket and mop turned around and walked away with crab steps. Although he was only a 'trainee sailor', he was still able to find his own 'sense of superiority'.

Even if it's just in a little boy!

Because of the death of the head chef, the ship was put on tight alert. Rosinandi, who had been staying in the bottom warehouse, was also ordered to come out to 'work', and the reward was half a piece of moldy bread.

Tsk, this is a world where the weak eat the strong.

Fortunately-

With a thought, the Silence Fruit ability is activated.

Bang!

As soon as the arrogant trainee sailor turned around the corridor, he bumped into a tall figure.

Snapped,

Before the dizzy unfortunate man could recover, a hand with thick bones landed on the top of his head.

"Asshole, how dare you bump into me?!"

"me--"

The crackling sounds of fists and kicks drowned out the trainee sailor's explanation, and a series of screams made Rocinante shrug as he started mopping the floor.

It was just now that he used his silence ability to eliminate the footsteps in the corridor, causing the two of them to bump into each other around the corner.

Among all the strange Devil Fruits, the Silence Fruit is certainly very 'junk'.

But for ordinary people, it is still like a dimensionality reduction blow.

After accepting the fact that he traveled to the world of One Piece and ate the Silence Fruit, Rosinandi also began to think about how to develop this fruit.

Although the Fruit of Silence only has the effect of 'forbidding the transmission of sound waves', it does not mean that it cannot be developed on this basis.

If it is as he imagined, then even this fruit has the potential to become a strong man!

But...that's all for the future.

"Go away, trash!"

After beating the trainee sailor until he cried for his father and mother, the tall bosun passed by Rocinante without even looking at the non-threatening little boy.

Although the bosun was not too smart, the undercurrent of the ship's atmosphere still made him smell danger.

This is also the reason why his temper is getting more and more grumpy!

Compared to this situation where he can't see the enemy, he prefers fighting with real swords and guns on the battlefield.

That murderer hiding in the dark, don't let me catch you!

----

"Give,"

After finishing the day's chores, when Rosinand returned to the bottom warehouse, Dover handed him a piece of bread.

There was no mold or insects, and it was a rare 'delicious food' in my memory.

"Who gave it,"

Rosinandy took the bread and broke it in half, handing half back to Dover and asking questions at the same time.

"Captain or navigator?"

"Navigator...why do you ask?"

Faced with Dover's doubts, Rossi shook his head helplessly.

The clean bread must be because Dover 'salled' with a certain force on the ship;

And with Dopher's mind, the person he seeks refuge in will soon be bewitched, right?

"Dover, we don't need to take risks."

"There are so many people on this ship that could kill us that such a plan would be a tightrope walk."

After a day of careful research, Rossi discovered that his physique was much 'stronger' than that of ordinary children: both in terms of digestion and recovery abilities.

If it were an ordinary child facing the environment the two of them were in, they would have died of severe beatings, diseases, wound infections, etc.!

This made Rossi have to admit: 'Dragon people' are actually an excellent bloodline.

Think about it in the original book, the fat pig Celestial Dragon from Shampoo was blown away by Luffy's punch, and half of the auction house was reduced to rubble, but he was still alive and kicking. This ability to withstand blows is worth at least tens of millions in bounty.

After all, they are descendants of twenty kings. In the future, Weiwei can single-handedly kill a banana crocodile that is more than ten meters tall. If it were not for years of hunger and cold, Rosie and Dover would definitely not be the weaklings with "little carrot heads".

If I remember correctly, Doflamingo in the future will be three meters tall, and Rosinandi will be 4 meters tall...

But that's all 'the future'!

With Rossi and Dover's small arms and legs, and their height of just over one meter, they were certainly not good enough compared to the half-businessman, half-bandit sailors on the ship.

It was just an accident that the head chef was shot in the head. How much strength can two children have in a head-on battle?

"When we wait until Beihai, we will recuperate our bodies first, and then make a plan to become stronger——"

Devil Fruit, Six Naval Styles, Kendo Fighting, Three Color Haki...

Although the time period has advanced by more than 20 years, some things will not change.

Rossi believed that with his understanding of the world, he would be able to achieve great success in the future, and there was no need to fight against a powerful enemy now.

"That's so naive, Rosie!"

Because of Rosie's "silent shield", the two children hiding in the bottom warehouse could talk to each other with confidence.

"Our target is the Tianlong people, we must seize every opportunity to become stronger!"

As he spoke, Dover held half a piece of bread in one hand, and stretched his five fingers downwards with one hand to grasp it. Although he was only nestled in the small bottom cabin, his expression was as if he was standing on the mast.

"This ship is the opportunity given to us by fate. Everyone's heart is thirsty for blood!"

"As long as those guys who are suspicious of each other start killing each other, we have a chance to get a ship of our own!"

Putting down his arms, Dover stared at Rosie under his sunglasses.

"Or are you going to go to the dock to carry goods and save money, and it will take more than ten years to get the first start-up capital?"

Gee,

He is worthy of being the boss of the underground world of One Piece in the future. At the age of 10, he learned how to stir up dissension and reap profits... But it is not that easy to walk among powerful forces.

"It makes sense, but I still don't agree with your plan."

"Dover, the more scheming a person is, the more he will fall into unexpected difficulties——"

Stratagems are useful, but in this world, strength is the basis of everything.

The future Doflamingo was defeated by the Straw Hats and the Tokushima Allied Forces because he believed too much in the conspiracy.

In the small bottom warehouse, the two boys refused to give an inch.

"Let's make a bet,"

After swallowing half of the piece of bread in his hand, Rosie stood up.

"The stakes are this ship! We each carry out our own actions without interfering with each other, and we judge the hero based on success or failure!"

"If you win in the end, I will listen to you from now on. If -"

Dover frowned, and his eyes became serious under his sunglasses.

"I won, and I will make the next plans."

When did the younger brother who had always been 'taken care of' by him become so strong?

"it is good!"

Faced with his brother's bet, Doflamingo agreed without hesitation.

He didn't believe he would lose to the 'naive' Rocinante!

----

the next day,

"This is the second victim,"

In a cabin, a noble captain, a gentle navigator, and a bald bosun stood in a triangle. On the floor between them, a sailor lay.

Whether it was the cloudy pupils, the pool of solidified blood, the pale skin, or the flies that flew into his eyes, they all proved that this was a corpse.

"Jule is a good man,"

The gentle navigator knelt down, waved away the flies, and closed the sailor's eyelids himself.

"Although he is just the son of a down-and-out small businessman. He didn't dare to go back because he lost all his family property. He can only do some clerical work on this ship, but -"

The gentle navigator stood up, his tone unknowingly getting louder.

"He's a nice guy."

···

"My condolences, Mr. Davrance."

The aristocratic captain with a mustache took off his tall round hat and placed it on his chest.

Davrons is the name of the gentle navigator.

It's just that the sailors on the ship usually call him "Mr. Navigator", and over time they forget his real name.

"It's just one person who died,"

The bald bosun on the other side had an indifferent expression on his face. For him, dead people were commonplace.

"Alec, I don't expect you to understand what 'emotion' is, but the situation we are facing now is-"

The gentle navigator covered the dead sailor's face with a white cloth, stood up, and his face became serious.

"This is the second 'silent murder'. There is a murderer lurking on this ship that we don't know about!"

"Dika, Jules, who's next?"

The gentle navigator stretched out his finger,

"It's you?"

But turn to yourself,

"it's me?"

Finally, his eyes were set on the noble captain,

"Even Sir Clahorn was targeted?"

The cabin suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the waves outside rising and falling.

The faces of the three 'big men' who controlled this ship were as cold as iron.His eyes wandered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Mr. Da France, Jules will leave it to you."

Finally, it was the noble captain who broke the dead silence.

He walked around the corpses on the ground with his silver staff in hand, and was the first to open the door and leave.

"I will have my people step up patrols, and you should also pay attention to your own safety."

···

After the noble captain left, the gentle navigator's calm eyes fell on the bald boatswain, which made the boatswain frown before he reacted.

"You suspect it's me?"

"This is not funny at all. Yule is a loser. I can twist his head off with just one hand!"

Facing the boatswain who strode away angrily, the navigator, who just now had a calm face but hidden sadness and anger, raised the corner of his mouth.

Of course it wasn't the two of you who did this.

No one would have thought that the murderer was actually the boy in sunglasses doing odd jobs on the ship.

And the one who ordered him was himself——

The gentle navigator tilted his head and glanced at the sailor on the ground whose face was covered by a white cloth.

Good man Yule, use your life to help me achieve the goal of reaching the French family.

Buying a small country house near Angower is exactly what the upper class should look like.