"MAGI-40 type micro-nuclear missile launcher. Each micro-nuclear missile is a hydrogen bomb with an explosive yield of about 40 kilotons of high explosives, enough to destroy everything within a five-kilometer radius. The destruction range..."
No. 7, acting as the clone of No. 5 in Sabaody Archipelago, handed a huge shoulder-mounted launcher and three miniaturized hydrogen bombs to Dragon.
These were valuable items he exchanged for 25,000 virtual reward points.
The yield was secondary; the most important thing was that these were single-person weapons-or rather, single-person suicide weapons.
They were inventions from the Earth Federation Army in the UC universe.
Who knows which high-ranking Federal official, whose brain was kicked by a donkey, ordered the development of these single-person nuclear weapons?
The maximum projection range is four kilometers, but the destruction radius is five kilometers.
Unless you can run a kilometer away within ten seconds of launching, not accounting for wind pressure and secondary shockwaves, you'll be gone along with the launch.
"Thank you, this weapon is very important."
Dragon accepted the weapons solemnly.
Ten seconds and one kilometer? Which Revolutionary Army cadre couldn't run that fast?
But he valued the accompanying nuclear physics data and books more.
This symbolized that their cooperation with Shin was officially entering an intimate stage.
"I should be thanking you. This... this is the most precious treasure to me."
No. 7 cheerfully held up the red Devil Fruit, which looked like a deep purple apple covered in intricate patterns.
The fruit's name was: Bat-Bat Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Vampire Form.
This fruit is considered one of the most powerful and practical among the Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits.
It allows the user to absorb blood to trace memories, steal the lifespan of others, and completely rejuvenate, including their abilities.
It also allows them to create a near-elemental dark domain to hide in.
Without a doubt, the most practical aspect is the ability to rejuvenate and gain immortality.
As long as there is enough blood, the user can remain perpetually youthful and immortal, just like vampires in legends, without any of the negative side effects of being a vampire.
The fruit's abilities may not be exaggerated, but once it is eaten, countless aging powerhouses on the seas would be willing to pay any price to obtain it.
Unfortunately, Shin couldn't eat this fruit.
In fact, requesting it from the Revolutionary Army was just a side note.
He was more interested in the Pure Gold and the raccoon dog that ate the Mythical Zoan Tanuki Fruit.
But it didn't matter; those were just bonuses.
The most important thing was the man in front of him...
The man with the afro, bound tightly to a chair and unable to move, was named Festa.
There was no need to introduce him again.
He had stumbled upon something that could change the world.
"Festa, you should just tell us where you hid the item."
No. 7 put away the Vampire Fruit and smiled at Festa.
"What item? I don't know what you're talking about!"
At this point, Festa still tried to play dumb, but No. 7 shook his head and smiled gleefully.
"Why pretend to be clueless here, Festa? Since we've captured you, we naturally know what valuable treasure you retrieved from that Sea King's stomach."
Festa stared resentfully at No. 7.
He had prepared for so many years, ever since he obtained that item-
He couldn't understand why this person knew what precious treasure he had found in the belly of the Sea King.
It was supposed to be a secret only he knew!
"You wanted to change the world, but your approach was too small-minded. Holding a pirate gathering, bringing those ocean scum together, and finally summoning a Buster Call from the World Government? What kind of celebration is that?"
No. 7 placed a hand on Festa's shoulder, enticing him.
"That thing is useless to you. Give it to me, give it to us. Only then will there be a massive celebration that shakes the entire world!"
"A spectacle so grand, even Roger's death won't compare, a show that will shake the world."
"Even if you don't hand it over willingly, it'll just take us a little more time. Your people and your belongings are all here. Do you have a choice?"
Festa's expression wavered.
He paused for a moment, then looked up.
"Tell me, can you really create a SHOW that shakes the world?"
"Yes, and the world will remember your name. The great Festival Organizer Festa, who personally created a massive spectacle that changed the entire world." No. 7 leaned closer to Festa's ear, enticing him.
"Your name will remain in history, achieving a status equal to-no, even greater than-the Pirate King Roger!"
"...In that violin case, tap the head five times in a short-long rhythm."
No. 7 immediately found the violin case among the pile of items Dragon brought, tapped the head five times according to the rhythm, and the closed violin case slowly opened.
Inside was an old, small box, about the size of a hand, seemingly unable to hold much.
No. 7 opened the box and looked at its contents, a joyful smile spreading across his face.
"Thank you, Festa."
He raised his hand and shot Festa in the forehead, gaining a paltry 1,000 virtual points as a reward.
Dragon, standing nearby, frowned slightly.
While he had no objection to the scum's death, No. 7's quick betrayal still made him uneasy.
"Want to guess, world's most dangerous man? What could be in this box that is a treasure capable of shaking the World Government?"
No. 7 handed the box to Dragon, smiling mysteriously.
"Don't beat around the bush, just tell me!" Dragon said impatiently.
"Of course, a compass pointing to the truth."
No. 7 turned the box toward Dragon.
Seeing the contents of the box, Dragon's eyes widened, filled with shock.
"How is this possible? How could something like this exist..."
"For a normal pirate, the condition to clear the 'Great Ocean' dungeon and be crowned Pirate King is to defeat the Four Emperors and collect four Road Poneglyphs to unlock the path to the final stage."
No. 7 carefully took the item out of the box, held it up to the light, and laughed wildly.
"And this, this is the cheat sheet for the backdoor entry!"
The item in his hand was an Eternal Pose, an ordinary one that could be bought in any kingdom or town in the Grand Line.
It wasn't elaborately made, just a base carved from ordinary wood.
But the name engraved on the base gave this Eternal Pose a value that surpassed any wealth in the world.
Engraved on it was a single name: Lagh Tale (Raftel).
The Final Island, the location of the great treasure One Piece, the source of the secret of the Great Kingdom that was destroyed 800 years ago, and the island whose history the World Government desperately tried to erase.
This Eternal Pose was the cheat sheet leading to that Final Island.
In fact, the number of people who knew the location of the great treasure was not insignificant.
All of Roger's crew who went to the Final Island knew its location.
The coordinates of the Final Island are where the four Road Poneglyphs intersect in an X shape.
In reality, you could deduce the approximate coordinates with just three Road Poneglyphs.
But no one could conduct such a massive, manpower-intensive search, except for the World Government, which was trying to erase its existence.
The Four Emperors themselves had no intention of cooperating, and not all four Road Poneglyphs were in the hands of the Four Emperors.
The Eternal Pose of Laugh Tale was secretly made by one of Roger's crew members who went to Laugh Tale.
It was eventually discovered by Roger and thrown into the sea, where it was eaten by a passing Sea King, and that Sea King was later eaten by Festa.
None of that mattered anymore.
The most important thing was that this incredible treasure had fallen into Shin's hands.
A seductive yet scalding treasure that could shake the ocean and completely enrage the Gorosei.
After the initial shock, Dragon quickly regained his composure.
He looked at the world-shaking treasure in No. 7's palm and frowned.
"What do you plan to do with it?"
"What? Of course, we'll turn it from a backdoor entry cheat sheet into a publicly available special event reward."
No. 7 held up the Laugh Tale Eternal Pose, his smile full of malice.
"If one Eternal Pose leading to the Final Island can drive the World Government mad, what about ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand?"
"Roger used his death and the illusory dream of a treasure to start the Great Pirate Era. What I'm going to start is-"
"The Era of Pirate Kings!"
"...You are truly insane." Dragon shook his head repeatedly.
Even he rarely saw someone this crazy.
But... the crazier they were, the more it suited Dragon's purpose.
Once these copied Eternal Poses were scattered, the entire ocean, the entire world, would completely become a runaway horse that the World Government could no longer control!
Using the Paramount War as a catalyst, they would completely overthrow the world!
Dragon sighed at the thought.
A gust of wind wrapped around him, preparing to send him away.
But No. 7 stopped him and threw a red book at him.
"This is..." Dragon frowned slightly.
"A dragon-slaying secret manual." No. 7 grinned.
"Consider it a gift from me."
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