One Piece: Three Fruits, Starting with the Dark-Dark Fruit

As soon as Jiger saw Jialin's expression, he knew that he was moved, and hurriedly asked,

"Uncle Jialin, do you have a favorite devil fruit? Tell me! I'll go get it!"

Jialin raised his head and looked at Jiger with a half-smile. Jiger frowned and said,

"Uncle Jialin, why are you looking at me like that? Don't you believe in my ability?"

Jialin crossed his arms, tilted his head and said,

"Of course I believe in your ability, but the fruit I'm eyeing has an owner now."

Jiger became even more excited after hearing this. He really enjoyed this NTR... no, the feeling of picking up the fruit. He immediately patted his chest and said,

"It's okay, Uncle Jialin, just tell me! I'll go kill him!"

Jialin nodded and said,

"Okay! The one I'm eyeing is the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Go get it for your uncle!"

"..."

Jiger fell silent immediately. Jialin smiled and shook his head, jokingly saying,

"What? Why is our admiral silent? Is it difficult for you to kill Whitebeard?"

Jiger turned his head away. There was nothing he could do. He really couldn't beat Whitebeard.

His current strength is just at the level of an admiral or goalkeeper, while Whitebeard is in his prime and is a real emperor-class pirate. Ziger can fight, but after a hundred or so rounds he will have to use Kamui to escape.

But the words had already been said. Facing the smiling Garin, Jiger gritted his teeth and said,

"It's not impossible!"

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Jialin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said,

"No, I was just joking with you. You are no match for Whitebeard right now. Don't be stupid!"

Jiger waved his hand and said,

"Uncle Jialin, of course I know this. What I lack most now is time. Give me some more time and I will definitely be able to get Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit back for you myself."

"Well, with your talent, I believe you can do it."

"However, if Uncle Jialin is in a hurry, please come with me. The two of us can definitely kill Whitebeard together!"

After hearing this, Jialin was a little amused. He reached out and touched Jiger's forehead and said,

"That's impossible. As the leader of the Knights of God, I am the last line of defense to protect Marijoa. Unless someone or something outside poses a major threat to the status of the Celestial Dragons, I absolutely cannot leave the Holy Land."

The Knights of God were originally similar to the Royal Guards. No matter how short-handed they were due to the war outside, they would not be allowed to leave the palace.

Although this sounds a bit pedantic, from the emperor's perspective, this is the most reasonable arrangement.

If the Knights of God really leave the Holy Land under the leadership of Garin and join forces with the Navy to suppress the bandits, then unless Whitebeard and others also unite, it will be a complete failure.

Jiger also understood this, he nodded and said,

"Then there is nothing we can do for now. We can only ask Uncle Jialin to wait a little longer."

"I'm not in a hurry. It doesn't matter to me whether you eat this fruit or not. You just need to protect yourself outside and improve your strength."

The concern revealed in Jialin's words warmed Jiger's heart, but Jialin felt a little embarrassed, and the uncle and nephew fell silent.

After a while, they both spoke at the same time.

"correct......"

"Uncle Jialin..."

The uncle and nephew were both stunned. Jialin asked,

"Anything else? Go ahead."

Jiger nodded and said,

"I saw the boy you pointed out to me last time on Roger's ship."

Jialin's body shook violently, and he leaned forward subconsciously, asking in a slightly anxious tone,

"Does he have red hair?"

"Yes, his name is Shanks. He doesn't look very old, and his height is not even as tall as my waist. He should be a trainee crew member on Roger's ship now."

"So how is he? Is he hurt?"

"No, but he still lacks combat experience. He even quarreled with another red-nosed kid on the battlefield and was almost killed by someone."

Hearing this, Jialin's hands tightened, and the precious chair armrests instantly broke. Jiger continued,

"I saved him, but because of this I was exposed, so I used my ability to leave without saying a few words to him."

Jialin breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and murmured,

"I'm glad you're alright. You're such a worrying guy."

Jiger smiled and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he asked,

"Uncle Jialin, what did you want to tell me just now?"

Jialin sat up straight, looked at Jiger deeply, then took out a stack of documents from his arms and handed them to Jiger, saying,

"Look at this."

Jiger took it curiously, lowered his head to glance at it, and then his face changed drastically, and his hands turned dark in an instant.

If Garin had not acted quickly enough to snatch the document, the document would have been torn to pieces by the power of darkness.

Jiger still maintained the same posture, but darkness like flames was swirling in his body.

Jialin frowned, showing his domineering look, and said in a deep voice,

"Jig, wake up!"

Jiger slowly raised his head, his eyes had turned into two deep black holes, but Garin could still feel a strong hatred in them.

With a sigh, Jialin slowed down his voice and said softly,

"Gig, I understand the pain that experience brought you, but the things in this document are really helpful to you. It can make you understand your body better!"

Jiger took a deep breath, suppressed the dark power that was about to riot, and took the documents from Garin's hand again.

This is an experimental report, and the subject of the experiment is himself.

Jiger flipped through the pages expressionlessly. Each page recorded his physical reactions during the experiment, as well as various experimental data.

Every word helped Giger recall everything he had experienced in the laboratory.

Garin looked at Jiger and said,

"I asked Vegapunk to reorganize the experiment he conducted on you. By the way, if you want to kill him, I can call him over now."

Jiger shook his head and said,

"No need, Uncle Jialin. He was also forced by Gulando back then. If it weren't for him, I would have died of pain on the experimental table. Gulando was afraid of affecting the results of the experiment and didn't even want to use anesthetics on me."

He continued to look through the documents in his hand and said,

"Besides, Vegapunk is still very useful to the World Government. Killing him would be a waste."

Suddenly, Jiger paused, a look of deep surprise appeared on his face, and a paragraph on the page he was looking at caught his attention.

"Devil Factor and Green Blood."