Chapter 68: Old Wang and Old Ba
"So this is turning the Tyrannosaurus into some kind of scientist, huh?"
Looking at the Tyrannosaurus's ability traits, Jiang Qize couldn't help but mutter to himself.
The Tyrannosaurus's combat strength wasn't all that impressive—aside from its bite force, almost none of its attributes could compare to the Mosasaurus or Raptorex. Yet, somehow, it possessed wisdom as an ability trait.
"Wisdom beyond ordinary humans"… meaning intelligence far greater than the average person's.
It was like taking a bodybuilder and making him a pole dancer.
"But that's fine too. As Lu Xun once said: 'A thug isn't scary—what's scary is a cultured thug.' Isn't that exactly what Tyrannosaurus has become?"
Jiang Qize laughed.
Meanwhile, at the marketplace—
Not long after Raptorex's enhancement was complete, the newly transformed Tyrannosaurus had grown larger and stronger before suddenly taking human form, terrifying nearby townsfolk and guards half to death.
Some women and girls, however, blushed furiously at the sight of the bare-chested man and couldn't help sneaking glances at him.
"Camon, could you buy me some clothes?"
The Tyrannosaurus's massive wings suddenly folded around his body as his eyes—glowing with sharp intelligence—turned toward Camon below. His deep voice resonated powerfully.
Although he had taken human form, he wasn't a towering giant like Raptorex; standing at two and a half meters tall, his height was neither too short nor too tall in this world.
"Ah—yes!" Camon snapped out of it and hurried off.
"Hahaha, Old Wang, you're so tiny!" Raptorex bent his enormous head down to look at the comparatively small Tyrannosaurus, laughing uproariously.
"If you've got the guts, call me Old Ba instead."
Tyrannosaurus replied calmly.
With his newly gained extraordinary intellect, he had already processed and internalized everything he'd heard over the past few days.
"Old Ba? Why would I call you that?" Raptorex asked, utterly puzzled.
With his limited intelligence, he didn't grasp the hidden meaning—and never realized that Tyrannosaurus was trying to get one over on him.
"It's nothing."
Tyrannosaurus shook his head and said no more.
Before, his heart had been filled with savagery. But now, that violence had faded away, replaced by calm—
as if he had seen through all things.
Before long, Camon returned carrying several sets of clothes and shoes.
Tyrannosaurus slightly unfurled his enormous wings, curling them into a dome around his body to change.
A few seconds later—
His wings spread open again. He now wore fitted black trousers and leather shoes, though his upper body remained bare—his eight-pack abs and massive chest muscles prominently defined.
Because of the wings on his back, he hadn't put on a shirt, though he could retract them if he wished.
"Little Robin, could you buy me some books?"
Tyrannosaurus turned toward the small figure of Robin and spoke gently.
From the moment he completed his synthesis, he knew exactly how he wanted to grow.
"O-oh… okay!"
Robin blinked in surprise, then nodded quickly, her reaction utterly adorable.
"Ooh ahh…" The little gorilla chirped as it leaped into Tyrannosaurus's arms.
He caught it easily, ruffled its tiny head, and placed it on his shoulder.
…
Far out on the open sea, a massive ship sliced swiftly through the waves.
On the deck, Doflamingo lounged on a brown sofa, arms draped along the sides, legs spread in his trademark confident sprawl, exuding his usual air of dominance.
Beside him stood Trebol and Pica.
Kneeling before him was a burly man, and before that man sat a single Dinosaur Devil Fruit.
"Eat this fruit," Doflamingo said coolly, his gaze sharp and commanding.
"Yes, Young Master!" Yulba responded respectfully.
Without hesitation, he picked up the Devil Fruit before him and took a direct bite.
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