Chapter 18: An Unexpected Devil Fruit Ability Recipient

After the tentacle monster was burned to death, Zhang Yuan sat on the ground panting like a cow. I didn't feel much in the battle, but as soon as it was over, the fatigue of the first double exhaustion of physical strength and energy came, and Zhang Yuan, who was several times the size of ordinary people, didn't hold on, and fell there without any image.

A breeze blew, and the ashes on the ground fluttered a little, swaying with the breeze.

Zhang Yuan suddenly saw the yellow in the ash pile, and muttered in his heart that it wouldn't really be a boss to lose equipment. Just when Zhang Yuan barely stood up, he wanted to break a branch from the tree next to him and pull it from the ashes. It's just that another gust of wind blew, and the dust narrowed Zhang Yuan's eyes.

After the death of the owner, there is a certain chance that the items of the space will be obtained by the natives, as long as they are traded or looted from the aborigines. This kind of fruit that has been used can fall out, which can only mean that the holder is haunted by bad luck. Of course, the Chosen will not drop items when they fight each other, or the dropped items will be picked up by the space and used for sale.

When Zhang Yuan rubbed his eyes, two dark parts of Konoha appeared near Zhang Yuan. They also found yellow fruits in the ashes.

Just after Zhang Yuan's eyes were not uncomfortable, he found the dark ninja standing in front of him.

It's just that compared to the dark part, the yellow fruit is more attractive. Just before Zhang Yuan could pick it up, he was picked up by the dark man in a white hooded coat.

"Hey, who are you, how can you rob other people's things casually."

"Presumptuous, how did you talk to the Minister of the Dark Minister." The dark part of the white hooded coat did not indicate it, but the dark part of the brown hooded coat next to him accused Zhang Yuan of being presumptuous.

"Hey, you, you have to be reasonable, you can't rob me of the trophies I worked so hard to get from killing the walking corpses."

Zhang Yuan was still arguing there, but the two shadows ignored it. Zhang Yuan had no choice but to watch from the sidelines to see how they studied the yellow fruit that was suspected to be a rubber fruit.

"You're Qimuyuan." The head of the dark department suddenly spoke at this time, which scared Zhang Yuanyi.

"No" Zhang Yuan replied casually, but he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, his current identity is Qimuyuan. Just as Zhang Yuan was thinking about how to explain, the dark army leader spoke.

"Ahem, isn't it? Don't worry, I'm not trying to trouble you. Although I robbed you of the fruit, it always feels unusual, and I will turn it over to Hokage-sama, and you will be compensated. Feel free to come to me if you have any questions. ”

"Huh? Is that so, Mitarai Zixiao? ”

"Do you know who I am?"

"Cut, what's so hard about this."

"Oh, did Shuo Mao speak? I'll keep competing with him when he comes back. ”

Before Zhang Yuan could answer, Mitarai Zixiao and his little brother disappeared.

"Ah, bastard, snatch me of the Devil Fruit."

Zhang Yuan watched the Mitarai Zixiao who snatched the Devil Fruit disappear, and began to erupt, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he slashed there with the Thor Knife. One by one, the towering trees that neither of them could necessarily hold fell to the ground one after another.

"Yo Yo! Don't be angry, I'll compensate you for this. ”

Listening to the voice, it turned out that Mitarai Zixiao was back again, so he turned around and stared at him angrily. Seeing such an angry look, Mitarai Zixiao threw a scroll in his hand to Zhang Yuan.

Just as Zhang Yuan took the scroll and looked at it, Mitarai Zixiao asked

"This is a Devil Fruit?"

Seeing Zhang Yuan looking at himself like a dead fish, Yuhandi Zixiao was unhappy.

"Hurry up, or I'll beat you up."

Looking at his arms and legs, thinking that he couldn't beat him, Zhang Yuan had to resist the urge to fight him.

"Yes, this is called a Devil Fruit, and if you eat it, you can turn into a rubber man."

"You lied to me, how could there be such a strange thing."

"You'll know if you taste it."

"Tell the truth"

"It just tastes like, so it's called a devil fruit."

“……”

Zhang Yuan looked at Mitarai Zixiao and looked at himself, as if he saw Mitarai Zixiao's expression through the mask, are you teasing me?

"Have you eaten it?"

"Ah, no, no."

This is very embarrassing, looking at the embarrassed Zhang Yuan, Mitarai Zixiao smiled there. Then lift the mask and take a bite.

"Hey, no, it's hard to eat."

Hearing this, Mitarai Zixiao took the fruit from his mouth, and looked at Zhang Yuan with a treacherous look.

"It seems that I can eat it, and I have special abilities, you didn't stop me from eating it, so this fruit should be safe, right?"

"You ......"

Zhang Yuan pointed at such a treacherous royal hand to wash Zixiao, but he couldn't say anything. My performance is really terrible and needs to be educated. Just a simple conversation and action, it is revealed that he cares about this fruit, and the fruit is safe to eat. Although the rubber doesn't match you, you can study how to use it after the mission is over, or find an aboriginal helper in the next world.

Just when Zhang Yuan was thinking about how to get the fruit back, Mitarai Zixiao really picked up the fruit and gnawed it.

"Phew! It's unpalatable. ”

Looking at the eaten Devil Fruit, Zhang Yuan was speechless and choked.

"Bah, Xiaoyuan, I grew up with your brother too, although you have amnesia, don't cheat me like this. It's so unpalatable, it tastes the same as you said, vomit."

Looking at the Mitarai Zixiao who was vomiting so much, Zhang Yuan's depressed mood improved a little. The corners of his mouth inadvertently curled a little.

"Huh? My chakra, what? ”

Before Mitarai Zixiao was surprised by the rapid loss of chakra, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Seeing such an ending, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to pick up the royal hand wash Zixiao and rush to Konoha. The provincial royal hand washed Zixiao and turned himself into a zombie.

Half an hour later, Mitarai woke up. Chakra, who felt the gradual recovery in his body, immediately jumped off Zhang Yuan's back. Because Zhang Yuan was holding his arm, and because Mitarai Zixiao ate the rubber fruit, the result was that Mitarai Zixiao's arm was stretched.

Looking at such an arm, Mitarai Zixiao was not disappointed, because he felt that he could withdraw his arm at any time. After Mitarai Zixiao tried, Zhang Yuan in front was directly dragged backwards.

"Oh, my old waist."

When Zhang Yuan wailed, there was the laughter of Mitarai Zixiao.

"Hahaha, this ability is good. Don't howl, boy, say quickly, is there such a fruit? ”

"It's gone, it's gone."

"How did you not know about this fruit?"

"When I lost my memory, the Six Dao Immortals told me."

“……”

Mitarai Zixiao looked disbelieving, but he didn't ask again. Everyone has a little secret, so why bother to get to the bottom of it.

Seeing that he was tired like this, he let him rest on the side, and Mitarai Zixiao began to master his new moves.

Seeing Mitarai Zixiao stretching his body there like this, he wanted to laugh and prompted him out loud

"You're a rubber guy now, and you can do whatever rubber can do."

"Oh, is it? Are there any drawbacks to that? Afraid of fire? ”

"Yes, afraid of fire. But you have an absolute advantage, physical damage is ineffective, and other ninjutsu except fire are basically immune. ”

"Oh, is that so? Although I am afraid of fire, the other benefits are still good. ”

After the conversation, we continued on our way. As everyone knows, because Mitarai Zixiao ate rubber fruits, no one except Zhang Yuan knew about it, which directly led to the failure of Danzang's plan to assassinate Mitarai Zixiao against the three generations of Hokage in the future. made the group hide plan exposed, everyone shouted and beaten, and since then he has lived in seclusion and has not asked about the world. As a result, Konoha has kept a large number of excellent ninjas.