One Piece: The Awakening Warship starts from the fruit of the ship

Donghai-Xiluobu Village.

Looking at the vast sea in front of him, Jiawei was dazed while clutching a strange fruit in his hand.

Although I have traveled here, it is very suspicious that you threw a devil fruit in front of me so hastily.

That's right, Jiawei is not from this world.

A month ago at the seaside, Ke Ya, the richest woman in the village, hastily picked her up when she was out shopping on the beach.

After a short and hasty treatment, Jiawei woke up.

Looking at this strange yet familiar world, I am somewhat joyful but also a little apprehensive.

He sent away his savior with amnesia, and shamelessly lived in the big house of the rich woman Keya.

He has exchanged his own system in his heart countless times, hoping that he can have the same golden finger as the protagonists in those web novels.

But the reality of Big Mouth ruthlessly dealt him a heavy blow.

During his one-month self-comfort, he finally accepted the reality that he was still a dick.

The big shoe sole of fate slapped him again at an unexpectedly tricky angle.

It's not good for Jiawei to pretend to have amnesia, eat and live in someone else's house all the time.

Pretend to go to the beach to see the place where I was picked up, and see if I can get back some memories.

In fact, I want to walk around the island to see if I can pick out a place with good geomantic omen, and then prepare for independent living in the future.

The kindness of saving life must be repaid, and the kindness of sheltering should also be repaid.

It is a matter of principle that must be adhered to.

From Ke Ya's mouth, he learned that he was picked up on the beach west of the village.

Ke Ya wanted to take Jia Wei there, saying that he was afraid that he would not know the way, but Jia Wei refused. Ke Ya's body is too weak to go out often.

Then Jiawei wandered towards the west of the village, walked to the beach, and looked at the vast blue sea and the white waves on the beach.

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I'm afraid this thing is not a devil fruit, is it?
A devil fruit was carelessly brought to Jiawei's feet by riding the waves.

Jiawei looked at the devil fruit with distorted patterns like sea waves in his hand and felt more and more suspicious, but the more suspicious things were, the more curious they became.

Unable to resist his own curiosity, Jiawei finally decided to take a gamble.

In the last time, it was better to be from the animal department than to have thin limbs and not work hard.

Since he had never eaten a Devil Fruit and didn't know how to eat it, and seeing that there was no place to peel it, Jiawei gnawed on it with his eyes closed.

"Trough, it's really fucking unpalatable."

Want to vomit but dare not vomit, because he gnawed too much, Jiawei even chewed a few mouthfuls.

Right now, this is something countless times better than the taste of roasted durian, Jiawei almost lost his breath when he rolled his eyes.

He took a big gulp of air, thankful that he was still alive after eating such a nasty thing.

Maybe it was so unpalatable that Jiawei couldn't remember what it tasted like, but only remembered that it was the most unpalatable thing in the world.

Looking at the devil fruit that he had already bitten into a large piece, Jiawei took another bite.

"Hey, it's still just as unpalatable."

This time the bite was relatively small, and he wanted to know exactly what this unpalatable taste was like.

Because of the psychological preparation, although it is still unpalatable, Jiawei has been able to control his thoughts, he wants to taste it carefully.

But this kind of taste is incomparably wonderful when you savor it carefully, as if you already have a general expression in your heart.

Swallowing the chewed devil fruit in one gulp, Jiawei's mind went blank again the moment he swallowed it.

When he recovered, he forgot all the descriptive words he had thought up.

Gan, the second bite was for nothing.

The unpalatableness of this ghost thing is probably just a concept. After eating it, you can no longer describe it. Just remember that it is the most unpalatable thing in the world, bar none.

Looking at the devil fruit in his hand, Jiawei stubbornly wanted to try it again, but his rationality told him that it was a waste of effort. Taking advantage of his rationality, he briefly occupied the high ground and threw away the devil fruit decisively.

It's time to feel what fruit you're eating.

Jiawei began to sense it, and then saw his face getting paler, then green, then red, and the colorful colors were very exciting.

We don't know how he did it, but he did it anyway.

What Jiawei ate was a superman-type devil fruit, which belonged to the creation-type.

The fruit is a good fruit. The fruit of the creation system in the superhuman system is very rare. Jiawei is betting right, but this ability can be said to be a very pitfall.

The boat fruit can transform itself into a wooden boat. With the development of the fruit's ability, the size and hardness of the wooden boat can be increased, and the highest one can even be strengthened to be harder than the Adam tree.

And like the Jiancheng fruit, the Chuanchuan fruit can also accommodate people into its own body, which can be described as a very powerful and versatile fruit.

However, the fruit of the boat turns into a boat, and the boat will go to the sea, and the nemesis of the devil fruit is the sea.

Jiawei's face at this time was even more disgusting than when he ate the devil fruit, and he even wanted to take another bite of the devil fruit to calm himself down.

After a long time, Jiawei who looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle was speechless. Although he felt that his life was thrown by God in a particle collider and frantically tossed around, life still had to go on.

He stood up and patted his cheeks with his hands.

"Forget it, go shopping around, find a geomantic treasure and bury yourself."

As he spoke, Jiawei got up and started to leave the beach to explore other directions of the island.

Looking at the beautiful and vast sky, the continuous sea of ​​clouds, and the vast blue waves, the more I think about it, the more angry I become.

After taking a few steps, I was almost mad at myself.

Moaning, he started to rush back.

When passing by the village, he didn't hear the greetings and pointing from the villagers, and went straight all the way back to his room.

Lying on the bed and covering his head with a pillow, he uttered impotent rage.

Why, why, I have already compromised, and I still want to give myself hope, and then I smashed this hope to the ground and crushed it to pieces.

He wanted to roar, but he was trying his best to control himself. He didn't want others to see his incompetence.

But he couldn't help but want to vent, so he could only vent in such a tangled, contradictory, and weak way.

Such restrained venting was extremely exhausting, and after a while, there was no more sound under the pillow, and Jiawei had completely passed out.

When the lights came on, the butler Meili was a little annoyed at Jiawei who hadn't come out to eat yet.

It's too outrageous, to live in someone else's house and ask the host to wait for him to eat.

Angrily, he came to Jiawei's room, called a few times outside the door, but no one answered, gently opened the door, and saw Jiawei lying on his back in neat clothes on the bed.

The pillow fell to the ground, and there were dry tears in the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Meili picked up the pillow on the ground, then adjusted Jiawei's body, stuffed the pillow under his neck, covered him with a quilt, and then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

After closing the open window, Merry gently closed the door and returned to the dining table.

"Merry, how is Jiawei?"

Looking at Mei Li who came back alone, Ke Ya asked gently.

"Miss, Jiawei may be tired from going to the beach during the day and fell asleep."

"Well! Then don't bother him. Leave some food in case he wakes up hungry at night."

Ke Ya looked in the direction of Jiawei's room with some concern, then picked up the knife and fork and slowly cut the veal on the plate.

Melly nodded and began to get busy with her own affairs.