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"So, Dad actually has a pretty good relationship with that guy Dimon?"
"Probably, I haven't heard much about my dad joining a pirate crew beforehand."
"It was terrifying before. In a battle of that level, it felt like the island would be sunk before any victor was decided!"
Marco, Joz, and Vista huddled together, watching the two sitting by the campfire drinking and chatting, and couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"So the question is, who won?"
"You're an idiot, Marco! It's clearly a draw!"
"I heard them say that Dad lost and that Devil Fruit has already been given away..."
Joz pursed his lips. How could his father possibly lose? In his heart, his father was invincible.
I simply can't imagine the scene of Whitebeard losing to someone!
At that moment, the white-bearded man's voice came:
"Marco, bring me the Devil Fruits that we prepared earlier."
"Got it, Dad."
Marco responded and turned to grab the Devil Fruit, but then he suddenly remembered that their Moby Dick had been overturned by the aftershocks of the previous battle.
He was lying on his side on the shore at that moment.
"Hey, the boat's capsized! Everyone come help!"
So a large group of pirates ran to help Marco right his ship.
After a while, Marco finally found the Devil Fruits he had been collecting in the messy warehouse.
"There are four in total, here you go." Whitebeard gestured for Marco to hand the items to Damon.
Dimon opened the treasure chest and, sure enough, there were four.
Paramecia type: Bag-Bag Fruit.
Paramecia type: Clear-Clear Fruit.
Paramecia-type Lucky Fruit.
Zoan type, Rat-Rat Fruit, Flying Squirrel form.
"Why are there only four?"
Dimon glanced at them and immediately recognized what the four fruits were.
The quality is quite high, featuring three Superman characters.
Especially the Clear-Clear Fruit, Sanji's dream!
The lucky fruit is also quite good; it can absorb the fortune of others and bring good luck to oneself.
"The other fruits have been distributed."
Unlike the Roger Pirates, the Whitebeard Pirates didn't adhere to the rule of not eating Devil Fruits. If they came across a good Devil Fruit, they would share it with anyone who wanted it.
Dimon closed the treasure chest and immediately materialized a bottle of elixir of immortality for Whitebeard.
"I think you got it right, 4 pills for a bottle."
"Gurararara, as long as you have a Devil Fruit, it doesn't matter to you whether the fruit is strong or weak."
Whitebeard handed the wine to Marco.
"Take it, whoever wants to drink it can decide for themselves!"
Marco examined the bottle closely; it looked no different from any other bottle—just an ordinary bottle of red wine.
Joz and the others gathered around.
"Is this the legendary wine? The one that grants immortality?"
"Don't worry, it's definitely real. Who wants a drink?" Marco asked the others.
"I possess the power of the phoenix, and I don't want to drink it yet, because if I do, I'll never grow up!"
He's only 16 now, and if possible, he'd like to drink it when he's in his twenties.
"Let me try it first!"
Bista volunteered to be the first to try.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly added:
"I want to drink it too! Immortality! Who wouldn't want that!"
"But there are only 4 cups... what should we do?"
"No choice, let's play rock-paper-scissors!"
A group of people gathered together to hold a competition.
Dimon glanced at it but didn't pay attention. He noticed a dark-skinned kid in the crowd, looking longingly at the elixir of immortality.
Seemingly noticing that Dimon was watching him, the little kid immediately looked away.
Isn't that Blackbeard?
Dimon thought to himself, "His father, Rocks, is still being suppressed by Im in the Holy Land."
"Old Bai, you don't not recognize him, do you?"
"Huh?" Whitebeard took a hearty gulp of wine, noticed Dimon's words, and smiled nonchalantly.
"What happened to Teach?"
"You really don't know him?" Dimon raised an eyebrow. "Lox had a child before."
Whitebeard suddenly spat out the wine in his mouth, "Cough cough... What did you say? Teach is?!"
No one has ever seen who Rocks' child was.
Shortly after the child was born, Rocks sent his wife and child back to their hometown.
"Don't believe it?"
Dimon grinned and noticed that the rock-paper-scissors game over there had ended, and four lucky winners had been chosen.
They are Bitta, Tichy, Sachs, and Layok, one of the veterans.
Teach never expected to have the opportunity to participate in the competition, let alone win!
Joz reluctantly poured drinks for the four of them, and as he handed one to Teach, he couldn't help but say:
"Are you sure you want to drink this? Teach, this wine will stunt your growth!"
Teach's eyes were filled with longing, and upon hearing this, he could only scratch his head sheepishly: "I don't think there's anything wrong with being a child."
After a pause, he said again:
"Didn't Dad say that height won't increase, but strength can be trained to become stronger!"
Marco wanted to say something more, but Vista stopped him.
"He won, and he deserved it."
Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?
Marco didn't understand. If you have a Devil Fruit, you can trade with Dimon. It's not like you only have these few drinks.
However, since Teach had made his decision, he didn't say anything more.
Teach, holding his wine glass, tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp, somewhat excitedly.
He didn't have time to savor the aroma of the wine; he took out a knife and cut his palm, the blood flowing out returning to his body as if time had reversed.
They've become immortal!
Teach was thrilled. Joining the Whitebeard was definitely the right decision. He had gained this power so easily; he could never have done it on his own as a child.
His childhood experiences had left him living in constant fear, but now that he had gained the power of immortality, he suddenly found peace within himself.
Just then, Whitebeard's voice came.
"Teach, come here for a second."
"Ah? Yes, Dad!"
Teach snapped out of his daze and immediately went to the campfire.
Dimon chuckled softly: "It was me who came to find you. Congratulations on becoming an immortal."
"Thank you, Mr. Dimon!" Teach said sincerely.
Dimon shook his head. "It has a side effect: when one undead asks another undead what their name is, they can only answer with their real name."
Is there such a thing?
Teach paused for a moment, but it didn't seem like anything serious.
Whitebeard suddenly spoke up: "Marshall D. Teach, what is your real name?"
Teach's expression changed, and he involuntarily uttered a name.
This name surprised not only Whitebeard but also Damon.
Even he himself was stunned.
"David D. Teach!"
Whitebeard couldn't help but look at Damon, his eyes conveying the message, "Why isn't it called Rocks D. Teach?"
"Ha, interesting. You're from the David family..."
Dimon couldn't help but laugh.
Therefore, the person named Lox was not actually Lox, but David D. Giebeck.
Since it was assumed that Rocks was called Rocks, no one ever asked him his real name. So, Rocks's worship of Davy Jones was actually a form of worship of his ancestor.
He looked at the black-bearded man, who was standing there dumbfounded, got up, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled mockingly:
Goodbye, little David.
After saying that, he left.
Reaching the shore, Crocodile was bandaging his wounds.
Upon seeing Dimon arrive, he respectfully greeted him:
"Let's go, Saki,"
The two boarded Crocodile's ship. Just as Damon was about to ask about the intelligence organization, Crocodile, to repay his older brother's kindness, took the initiative to speak.
"Big brother, if you want more Devil Fruits, this passive waiting-for-a-deal-with method isn't very convenient."
"What do you suggest?"
"On this great sea today, countless pirates are fighting for a Devil Fruit. Even if they get the fruit, they won't eat it right away. Instead, they will look for you."
A wise light gleamed in Crocodile's eyes:
"In that case, why not hold a trade fair for the Elixir of Immortality among pirates, so that pirates from all over the world will come to us with their Devil Fruits!"
Chapter 103 The Elixir of Immortality Trade Fair
A trade fair for immortality elixir among pirates?
Dimon seemed thoughtful; it sounded like a good suggestion.
The pirates of the Grand Line are now in a frenzy after witnessing Roger drink the Elixir of Immortality during a live broadcast of his public execution.
Holding a trade fair at this time would definitely attract many pirates with Devil Fruits.
No, even without Devil Fruits, the pirates would still come.
Why not just steal one from someone else?
My neighbor stores grain, I store guns; my neighbor is my granary!
It makes no difference to Damon; he only wants the Devil Fruit, and he's willing to trade the Elixir of Immortality to anyone.
Not only that, it might even attract some high-quality韭菜 (a metaphor for easily exploited investors), which can then be exploited when the opportunity arises.