These two Devil Fruits come in different colors and shapes.
One is pure white, shaped like a jade platter.
The other is light yellow, somewhat resembling a cactus.
Shano scrutinized them for a while but didn't have much impression.
"Hey, what kind of fruits are these? Do you know them?" He turned his head to look at Jabra.
"Cough..."
Jabra, struggling to prop himself up on the ground, glared at him, "Snatching our stuff and then asking us about it, how shameless! How could you expect us to tell you..."
"Of course, we recognize them, chappapa!"
The owl, who was twitching on the ground, reflexively raised his hand:
"One is the Zoan-type Cat-Cat Fruit, White Tiger Form, and the other is the Logia-type Sand-Sand Fruit—it belonged to that terrible Great Pirate Shano, who killed the Seven Warlords of the Sea member Crocodile. Both are very rare types, chappapa!"
"Fukurou the Silent!!!!"
Jabra screamed through gritted teeth, clutching his chest, almost passing out on the spot.
"Is that so?"
Shano raised an eyebrow.
Another Logia type?
Am I somehow stuck with Logia types, one after another…
However, as the owl said, these two fruits are indeed of high value.
The Sand-Sand Fruit needs no mention, and the White Tiger Fruit is probably one of the top tiers in the Zoan-type, aside from the Mythical category.
No wonder they said earlier that the credit for obtaining these two fruits could offset the blame for the failed escort mission.
Originally, I was just passing by this island for a vacation, but the haul wasn't too shabby!
Shano nodded in satisfaction, leisurely putting the Devil Fruits back in his bag and tying it up again. Jabra, lying on the ground next to him, watched this scene, full of unwillingness in his eyes.
"Hey!"
Jabra shouted angrily but dared not make a move, "A guy like you can't be some unknown figure. Stealing people's stuff is one thing, but not even daring to show your true face, isn't that against the demeanor of a strong person?!"
With just a glance, he casually defeated all of them, the elite of CP9. Such strength is simply unfathomable!
"Seems like it indeed..."
Shano stroked his chin, nodded, "Buggy, just call me Buggy. That wolf-masked one just now is my pet, Lion Liki."
"Huh?" The three of them were stunned.
Buggy, Buggy…
Wait, where have we heard that name before—
Thud!
Before they could recall it, the three of them rolled their eyes and passed out.
"Considering how cooperative you were, I won't kill you."
Shano easily picked up one in each hand and tossed them into the garbage pile.
He controlled his strength precisely, enough to keep the three of them unconscious until the next night, by which time he would have already left this place, possibly even reaching the Water Capital.
For those who didn't actively cause trouble, he had no intention of killing them, but neither was he interested in recruiting them, especially someone like Fukurou the Silent…
It's better to let him continue to serve in the World Government's interest.
Of course, one shouldn't miss any opportunity to gain points.
[You sacrificed the zipper from Fukurou the Silent's big mouth, gaining 300 points]
[You sacrificed all of Lion Kumadori's hair, gaining 300 points]
[You sacrificed Jabra's walrus mustache, gaining 400 points]
Altogether, a thousand points, bringing Shano's remaining points to 32,500.
He hadn't yet plucked anything from Jack. Shano wanted to wait; he thought the most valuable thing on that kid should be those two Ivories when he turns into a Mammoth.
After Jack learns Life Return, he'll use checking the progress as an excuse to break off an Ivory for sacrifice.
Before leaving this alleyway.
Shano glanced back one last time at Jabra and the others.
These agents are decent in terms of body techniques.
But whether in terms of power or speed, from his perspective, they are a complete mess, and they've not even managed to grasp Haki.
This gave him a general idea about the level of the rest of the CP9 members.
If it's only to this extent…
It seems there's no need to worry about the few companions who went to the Water Capital first.
...
The next morning.
The Sea Train set off from the dock, racing toward the Water Capital.
However, this time, it's the girls who are riding the train.
Nami leaned on Robin's shoulder, listlessly dozing off at intervals.
Last night, after arriving at the carnival venue, she played the wildest. Even though she napped for a few hours after the event, she still felt drained.
Kuina sat opposite, holding the two Devil Fruits, quietly pondering something.
"You're still not planning to eat the fruit?"
Nojiko asked, propping up her chin, "Even though last night, when big brother handed you these two fruits, I noticed you seemed a bit tempted by the White Tiger Fruit, why are you changing your mind after just one night of sleep?"
On the Endgame, with the captain and the two pets not counted, almost all other crew members are Fruit Ability Users.
——Only Kuina and Zeff remained.
Uncle Zeff, well, he's still as stubborn as ever.
Raving about his philosophy that a chef at sea absolutely cannot be a landlubber, he'd rather die than eat a Devil Fruit.
And there is logic to that.
But Nojiko speculates that Uncle Zeff might think that, considering his age, his potential for further growth is limited.
So he might as well let the opportunity go to the younger crew members who joined later, while he gradually fades out from the combat main forces, focusing instead on managing his kitchen and restaurant.
Just like... that Streusen in the BIGMOM Pirates that big brother mentioned?