Chapter 242: Prologue to the Nightfall
"Force" alone is not enough to run rampant across the sea.
Fruit: ability, will, ideas and ideas, power, military power, stratagem, purpose......
All of these and so on have made this sea what it is today.
That's why "intelligence" is especially important if you want to achieve something.
β¦β¦
Dressrosa, street.
After separating from the toy robots, the group of four continues to hide their identities and wander the bustling streets.
Robin and Uta were having a lot of fun while strolling around.
Klockdahl, for his part, had already noticed Lindsay's move just now.
He approached and asked in a deep voice.
Lindsay, of course, does not hide it, and uses "primitive human knowledge" as an excuse to explain the origin of the "toy" and the nature of the childlike fruit.
βοΌοΌβ
Hearing this, Klockdahl's pupils narrowed slightly.
"And someone with such abilities?!"
Although people who eat the fruit of childlike fun will completely stop "growing" under the influence of side effects, so that the body is weak and cannot withstand too much shock.
But for Doflamingo, this small shortcoming is easy to make up for, and it is completely possible to maximize its power!
"Think of a way to ...... just in case"
Klockdahl squinted his eyes as he sipped his cigar.
Suddenly, two voices came from behind them, it turned out to be Robin and Uta, who had climbed up their backs at some point.
They leaned their heads over and joined in the discussion.
Robin grabbed Klockdahl's coat and said in a deep voice, "Childlike fruit?" It is able to manipulate the ...... of 'memory' and 'existence'."
Uta leaned on Lindsay's shoulder and grinned, "Leave it to me!" β
She reached out and snapped her fingers slightly.
Syllable!
Along with the sound, four eighth notes burst out together.
They shimmered brightly, swaying, and drifted towards the four people present.
Uta was the first to reach out and imprint the eighth note on the back of his right hand, then displayed it to the crowd.
On the head of the eighth note, there is also a prominent number "4".
That's Uta's response.
Record the numbers of your companions on the notes, so that if one of your own people is hit, the rest will at least realize that something is wrong.
Uta added:
"This is the power of Totemjika, it has no substance, so even if I become a toy, Totemjika can give a warning!"
After seeing Uta's move, Robin also extended his hand.
The note fluttered and ended up landing on the inside of Robin's right forearm, where it automatically adjusted to the right size.
The two little girls had a great time, and Lindsay was interested.
He opened his mouth, and with a "whoosh" sound, he bit down on the note in front of him.
When he opened his mouth again, the note was already engraved on his tongue.
ββ¦β¦β
Seeing this scene, Klockdahl remained silent.
Although it is undeniable that due to the peculiarities of Totmjika, Uta's idea does work.
But......
Looking at the notes wafting back and forth in front of him, coupled with the expectant eyes of the primitive man next to him, Klockdahl just felt uncomfortable!
In desperation, he grabbed the note and threw it on his right arm.
The note pierced through the coat and eventually landed on Klockdahl's right arm.
At this point, in order to deal with the potential threat of the childlike fruit, each of the four has a note on their bodies.
β¦β¦
At noon, it was also time for dinner.
The four of them found a tavern at random.
"Traces" and "grit" work at the same time, probing the surroundings of the tavern.
After confirming that there were no anomalies, the four of them found a corner and sat down.
While eating fried rice and drinking wine, we discussed the direction of next action.
"First of all, let's be clearβ"
Klockdahl nodded to the table and emphasized:
"The person who breaks the rules first is equivalent to taking the initiative to admit defeat!"
"Whether it's 'stealing' or 'robbing', in the current situation of uncertainty, it is the next policy."
"We don't even know if the Devil Fruit exists, whether it's real or not."
He chewed on fried rice and said slowly: "You must have enough information first, and try to grasp the 'initiative' as much as possible before the auction opens." β
ββ¦β¦β
Robin and Uta both looked serious, waiting for Klockdahl's further explanation.
Only Aven Lindsay, after drinking a large glass of fruit wine, his facial muscles relaxed and showed a soothing smile.
"The so-called 'initiative' means 'this', right?"
Lindsay pulled out the gold card and played with it in his hand.
Hearing this, although Klockdahl was unhappy, he still nodded and said:
"To get a head start on the rules of the auction, 'money' is important, and we need a lot of money."
At his motion, everyone looked at the back of the gold card.
Sure enough, there was also a line of small print there-
If you want to participate in the official auction, you need at least "one" gold card with 500 million berry in your team as proof of participation!
"The average price of an ordinary Devil Fruit is about 100 million berry."
Robin thought for a moment and couldn't help but sigh: "As a 'threshold for participation', 500 million berry is not a small amount"
ββ¦β¦β
On the side, Lindsay was still smiling, but muttered in her heart.
Isn't that a small number?
Aside from the Golden Fruit, it doesn't count.
According to the information he knows, the most special "surgical fruit" has an exaggerated value of at least five billion berry!
As for the Thunder Fruit and the Piao Fruit, the former is a scarce natural system, and the latter's ability was once famous for shaking the sea.
If these four Devil Fruits really existed, their total value would be incomparably exaggerated!
So in Lindsay's view, the opposite is true.
If you want to compete for these four Devil Fruits, using a mere 500 million Berry as the threshold is even a bit too low!
Did you take other lots into account?
Or is there another "reason" or "confidence", so a random threshold for participation is set at random?
ββ¦β¦β
Syllable!
A snap of Klockdahl's fingers pulled Lindsay back to reality.
"In any case, we don't have a penny right now," he reminded. β
That's the biggest piece of the puzzle!
If you can't even get to the auction site, then you have to think of another way.
ββ¦β¦β
"Poof!"
While thinking about it, a snickerer suddenly came from the side.
The four of them turned their heads to see that they were several pirate thugs, who seemed to have noticed the movement on their side.
The thin man at the head met Lindsay's eyes, simply raised his wine glass, and mocked:
"Hey, hey! You guys, are you going to make money temporarily? β
"It's better to grab enough money in the offshore like us, and then come here to join in the fun!"
"I said, don't you dare?"
ββ¦β¦β
The four were speechless.
There was a similar proposal, which was rejected by several people from the beginning.
Not only is it inefficient, but it also doesn't conform to the "winning aesthetics" of the four, and it is impossible to do it.
But seeing that the four of them ignored him, the thin man led by him was not happy.
He slammed the table, stood up with a few of his companions, and sneered:
"Guys, you know who we areβ"
"βI'm sorry, big sisters, we know it's wrong."
All six pirate thugs were beaten to the point that their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they knelt in the corner of the tavern to admit their mistakes.
Lindsey turned them upside down one by one, but ended up pouring out a "One Hundred Berry" coin in the pockets of the thin man.
ββ¦β¦β
"Hey!"
Klockdahl's face was gloomy, and he picked up the thin man's chin with a golden hook, and said in a cold voice:
"Didn't you just say that you've scraped together enough for admission?"
"I ...... We ......"
The thin man slumped and cried, "We've made up enough, but in order to have more money, we went around the casino." β
"It was a huge casino built by the organizers, and we thought we could make a lot of money."
"As a result, the results were all lost! This coin still fell......"
ββ¦β¦β
"Casino?"
The appearance of these two words attracted the attention of Klockdahl.
If anything, it's "casinos" that make it easier to make money than "looting".
- Of course, this is all for the "bookmaker".
The chance of getting rich overnight as a "gambler" is tantamount to directly robbing the heavenly gold and successfully succeeding without being discovered!
But......
Whether it is robbing the gold of the sky, or getting rich overnight as a "gambler",
What's "impossible"?
Klockdahl's gaze glanced to the side, and the primitive man over there seemed to mean the same thing.
Lindsay bent down, picked up the "One Hundred Berry" on the ground, and held it in her hand to look at it carefully.
After a short time, he was already grinning and couldn't suppress his excited laughter.
"Haha!"
"Hehehehehe......"
Klockdahl did the same, raising his eyebrows and smirking.
Swept away the group of pirate gangsters, and the next destination was already clear-
Casino!
"Let's go!"
Lindsey flicked the coin into her pocket, then pressed her hands on the heads of the two little girls, and grinned:
"We're going to win 500 million with 100 berry!"
β¦β¦
There are only two days left until the auction takes place.
The subject of tonight is-
Gambler's Night!
(End of chapter)