Chapter 5 Clay Fruit, Figure Fruit!
A few minutes later.
Storm walked from the general office on the top floor to the Navy Finance Department below.
His purpose here is simple and clear - to collect his salary!
The navy is like this.
If pirates want to make money, they only need to do evil, burn, kill, loot, and make waves on the sea.
But the navy can only wait for the World Government to issue military pay.
The Navy implements an "annual salary system."
The amount a new sailor who has just joined the army can earn per year is——
Two million beli!
This does not include other aspects, such as subsidies and bonuses for uniforms, meals, etc.
From this point of view, the navy's welfare benefits are pretty good.
It didn’t take long.
Storm got his salary from the Finance Department——
Two hundred brand-new 10,000-yuan bills!
Storm casually pocketed the two million Baileys.
He turned around and left the Finance Department, and then came to the Logistics and Equipment Department.
Isn’t the purpose of paying wages just to spend the wages?
The salary is in place and the equipment is ready.
Logistics Equipment Department.
The person responsible for receiving Storm was a muscular and unshaven middle-aged navy man.
He looked at Storm's navy uniform, and then his eyes passed over the latter's bulging pockets.
"New recruits? They are rare! What weapons and equipment do you want?"
"I want to customize two weapons, a long knife and a swing stick."
Storm has Pele in his pocket and is confident in his words.
"But I have additional requirements for the material of the stick.
"I want to customize a sea-floor stone stick. "
Strong has not yet awakened [Haki].
He came here to customize a "Hailou Stone Weapon" just in case.
Hai Lou Shi throws his stick, specializing in hitting those with abilities
It's definitely a stick that really hurts, and a stick that hits hard.
As for the long knife.
Storm is only a mortal after all.
He does not have the innate, monster-like "steel balloon" talent of BIGMOM.
Storm can box.
But he also uses a knife!
Storm’s original goal was to buy a good knife that met his needs from the Equipment Department.
It would be better if there was a "famous sword" like Liang Kuai Dao.
Generally speaking.
The market price of a good sword is about one million beli.
This price is still affordable with Storm's financial resources.
However, good sharp knives are often expensive but not marketable.
There are more people using knives on the sea than playing with fire.
There are also countless swordsmen and even swordsmen in the navy.
It is difficult for real famous knives to enter the market.
"Hai Lou Shi? You are knowledgeable!"
The middle-aged navy gave a thumbs up and praised.
“I remember that the last person who specially came to the equipment department to customize sea floor stone weapons was the boy Smogna.
“The sea floor stone equipment department has stock, but as you said’ There is no ready-made "Hailou Stone Throwing Stick" for the time being.
“If you want to customize a weapon like this, you may have to wait a day or two.”
"Okay."
Ström nodded, he could still afford to wait for a day or two.
"Where's the long sword?"
"Sword..."
The middle-aged navy rubbed his stubble a few times, and then quietly glanced at the recruit's pocket.
"Speaking of which, the equipment department just received a batch of wine iron ore recently.
"This is a very rare and special ore that can be ignited just like alcohol.
“Weapons made from Liquor Iron Ore can ‘burn’!”
Burning Sword?
Flaming Sword?
Storm subconsciously thought of [Burning Fruit].
Now you can even play with fire with swords?
"Liquor iron ore weapons can not only be manually ignited, but can also be set on fire by friction."
The middle-aged navy continues to promote the "liquor iron ore" he calls it.
“This weapon is very popular in the New World.”
Although the power of such a "flame weapon" is not optimistic.
But it's even cooler! More cool! More handsome!
The key point is that its creation cost is more expensive than ordinary sword weapons!
The middle-aged navy's mouth revealed a philistine smile like a profiteer.
“Sounds really interesting.”
Storm asked the most crucial question.
“How much does it cost to have such a liquor-iron ore saber and a sea-floor stone throwing stick?”
“The sea-building stone throwing stick is not difficult to process, so I’ll give it to you. Cost! Two hundred thousand Baileys!”
The smile on the middle-aged navy’s face immediately became obvious.
“The Liquor Iron Ore Saber costs 800,000 Baileys! Although it is not a famous sword, the price is definitely worth it!
"A total of one million Baileys! Guest, do you want cash or check?"
"I..."
Ström was about to reach out for the money when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his own Navy uniform.
He paused and changed the subject.
“I am a new recruit!”
"?"
The middle-aged navy suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
This guy wouldn't say "I'm a new recruit, send me off", right?
No! That's absolutely not possible!
Don’t say you are a recruit, even if you have recruits!
"Sir!"
Ström smiled brightly.
"I am a new recruit! Let me chop you with a knife!"
I just want to chop you with a knife now!
The middle-aged marine clenched his fists instantly.
...
‘The chief of the Logistics Equipment Department is quite nice! ’
Ström walked out of the equipment department in a happy mood.
Just now, he spent one million beli to buy a Liquor Iron Ore Saber and a Sea Tower Stone Swinging Stick from the Equipment Department.
There is also a transoceanic phone bug.
and a naval headquarters permanent pointer. The latter two are free gifts from the hospitable equipment department.
Not worth mentioning.
Storm left the Navy headquarters building with brisk steps, and then came to the headquarters training ground.
The "Two Hundred Times Effort" link requires a lot of hard work and sweat to open.
It's not just a casual word that can be cheated directly.
In the past year.
Storm has been exercising crazily in the boot camp, and learned a lot of skills during this period.
These include [Six Styles], [Swordsmanship], [Lancery] and so on.
But when he came to the headquarters training ground today, Storm had no intention of continuing to hone his physical skills.
In comparison.
Storm is more interested in the [Clay Fruit] he just obtained.
"Hey!", "Roar!", "Ha!", "Hey!"——
Storm got closer and closer to the training ground.
The sound of the collision of muscles, the powerful roar, mixed with some strange moans.
He heard these sounds more and more clearly.
But just when Storm entered the training ground.
A rather unpleasant word floated on the wind.
“I really want to be Miss Peacock’s dog——”
Floating with it, there was a rhythmic sound of “papa” and “papa”.
The sound sounded like a whip being slapped on the body.
No!
Not "like", but "fact"!
Ström stopped and looked.
It was in an open space not far from him.
A tall, blond, blue-eyed young girl was whipping a sailor mercilessly.
Storm raised his eyebrows slightly.
He recognized the identity of the blonde girl who was holding a whip and whipping people at a glance.
The granddaughter of the headquarters’ chief staff officer—Peacock!
But according to Storm’s understanding.
The weapon Peacock used before was not a "whip" but a "long sword".
Ström observed carefully for a while.
Only then did I realize that the "whip" in Peacock's hand was not a "whip" at all.
To be precise.
That is a long sword that is softened and looks like a whip!
Storm realized something immediately.
‘Has the peacock eaten that [whip whip fruit]? ’
At this time.
The peacock seemed to have sensed Storm's sight.
She stopped pumping and turned to look in the direction of Storm, her green eyes instantly brightening.
"Storm?!"
The peacock raised the whip in her hand, her eager expression seemed like a female animal about to catch its prey.
“Come here quickly!”
Put aside the relationship between the two of them that they used to count stars and admire the moon together.
Storm and Peacock were among the best performers in last year's boot camp.
The two often sparred and fought.
Storm knows the depths of the peacock.
The peacock understands the strengths and weaknesses of Storm.
The relationship is mature!
At this time, Peacock once again took the initiative to invite the battle.
Storm, who originally wanted to test the specific effects of the [Devil Ring], would certainly not refuse the other party's warm invitation.
However.
Storm just took a step forward.
The peacock, who was not in a hurry, opened her two straight long white legs and ran straight towards the former.
Her speed is so fast that ordinary people can't react, and surprisingly -
Six styles of shaving!
“Storm!”
The peacock raised the whip in his hand, and the figure of the man in front of him was clearly reflected in his green eyes.
"Let me train and train you!"
Peacock's right arm swung forward heavily, and the whip shot out of the air and went straight to Storm.
Woo——
The soft sword shaped like a long whip roared and tore through the air, making a scream that made the surrounding spectators tremble with fear.
Faced with this sudden attack.
Storm seemed to be frightened. He stood motionless.
It’s just that the color of his skin turned into a moist white like clay at some point.
No dodge, no defense.
The peacock's whip hit Storm's body accurately.
But it was like drawing a puddle of ooze.
A dull sound echoed around.
Poof——
"What?!"
The peacock's eyes instantly shrank a bit.
Being the closest, she could clearly see that Storm's left arm was almost severed by the whip.
It's quite strange.
The "wound" that was hit by the long whip was not filled with bright red blood.
But white clay!
A steady stream of white clay gushes out from Storm's "wound", like a gurgling fountain.
This spring-like white clay kept surging on Storm's body, and his body also grew crazily and expanded.
A few breaths of time.
Storm's height exceeded six meters, as if he had transformed into a giant.
The next moment.
Ström's right hand brushed across his chin, and the white beard that curved upward in the shape of a crescent moon took shape.
Clay fruit? ×!
Figure fruit? √!
After the "transformation", Storm let out a strange and deep laugh.
"Gu la la la..."
Waiting for the peacock to react.
The "headquarters elites" who were watching the battle took the lead in bursting into howls of ghosts and wolves.
“Whitebeard!”
“The Strongest Man in the World!”
"Whitebeard has invaded the Navy Headquarters!"
(End of this chapter)