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

Holy Land Marie Gioia,

Giger did not return to the Navy Headquarters immediately, but went straight back to his family and told Garin about Roger's matter.

Garin sat on the sofa with his arms folded and his legs crossed, and Jiger sat opposite him.

After listening to Jiger's story, Jialin raised his eyebrows slightly and said,

"Oh? Roger is going to 'The End'?"

Jiger took a sip from the teacup and said,

"Well, he has collected four road signs. He should be able to take action soon."

Hearing this, Jialin not only did not show any impatience, but instead smiled contemptuously and said,

"It's rare that he's trying so hard, so let him go. It's good to go and have a look. Once he sees it, he'll give up."

"Uncle Jialin, what do you mean?"

"Haha, the secret of the end point can only be cracked by Joyboy's successor, and Roger is obviously not one of them."

"Because he's not rubber... No, he's a user of the Nika Fruit, right?"

"Yes, this is the most basic condition. So no matter how badly Roger causes trouble, he will not threaten our foundation. Otherwise, would we just sit there and watch the navy send only Garp out to hunt down Roger? Only an idiot would think that Garp can catch Roger."

Jiger smiled noncommittally and continued,

"Uncle Jialin, should we continue searching for the Nika Fruit?"

"Of course, we have to try no matter what. Even if Joy Boy is destined to revive, we have to extend this time indefinitely. Only we, the Celestial Dragons, can dominate this world."

"But aren't there too many Celestial Dragons? Well, I mean, there are too many useless ones."

"Ok?"

Jialin's heart was shocked, and he was shocked by Jiger's sudden words! He stared at Jiger's eyes with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see the other's inner thoughts through those deep pupils.

Time passed minute by minute, and the uncle and nephew just looked at each other, no one spoke.

Suddenly, Jialin laughed and said,

"Yes, it is a bit too much. So what are you going to do, my good nephew?"

The uncle and nephew laughed knowingly. Jiger shrugged and said,

"I think we need to pull someone down from that position first. After all, that position should have belonged to our Fegalando family."

Garin smiled but said nothing, while Jiger continued,

"But she is a person of the same era as our ancestor after all. Even if she was not as good as our ancestor at that time, it has been eight hundred years after all. It is still unknown what her current strength is..."

Jialin nodded and said,

"Don't worry. Your talent is the strongest in the history of the Fegalando family. I believe you will be able to surpass her."

"Haha, I'll still need your support when the time comes!"

"Nonsense! You are my only nephew, who else should I help if I don't help you?"

"Um...Uncle Garin, do you need me to bring that kid Shanks back?"

When Shanks was mentioned, Garlin's expression froze, and after a moment of silence, he said,

"Forget it. You are the only heir to the Fegalando family. It's better not to let him come back and cause trouble!"

Jiger blinked several times and said quickly,

"Hey hey hey! Uncle Jialin, are you thinking in the wrong direction? What does this have to do with anything?"

Jialin suddenly stood up from the sofa and said in a muffled voice,

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Besides, that kid probably won't agree to come back. He's not ready yet."

After saying that, Jialin's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Jiger smiled helplessly and said,

"Uncle Jialin, you should be the one who is not prepared!"

......

There is not only Marijoa on the Red Earth Continent, there is also a prosperous town below Marijoa.

Ironically, this is arguably the town closest to the center of world power, but it is full of various gray industries. Gambling, adultery, and slave trading are all allowed here.

The reason for this situation is actually very simple, it's simply because the Celestial Dragons like it.

Here, the superstructure completely determines the economic base.

Slaves locked in cages can be seen everywhere on the streets. If someone likes one, they can take him away at any time by paying money.

After staying in the tribe's land for a while, Jige decided to go down and take a look around, as he had never been to this place before.

However, this place is very close to Mary Jo, so in order to avoid suspicion, Gig wore a high-necked black top and a pair of brown sunglasses on his face.

Speaking of which, this pair of sunglasses was given to him by Kizaru as a birthday gift. The frame is made of pure gold, which is definitely a big expense for Kizaru.

There are not many people who can make Kizaru spend so much money, and Ziger is one of them.

Giger strolled along the street, his eyes casually sweeping across the "display cabinets" filled with slaves on both sides of the road.

Every slave has a different expression and look. Some have empty, lifeless eyes; some reveal despair and sadness; others have a desire for freedom in their eyes, but they are powerless.

They do look pitiful, but Jiger is not a kind-hearted person, and he has no intention of liberating these slaves.

Unless there is something that really catches his eye, he doesn't mind paying for it.

But as of now, no one can arouse his interest.

Most of the slaves here are pirates captured by their peers or slave traders, and those who can be sold here are naturally not very strong. The strong ones have long been sent to Impel Down to enjoy a good life.

For male slaves, the weirder they look, the higher their price. Also, the stronger they are, the more likely they are to look like cows or horses. Their main feature is that they are strong and durable.

There are some users with devil fruit abilities among them, but their abilities are all rubbish. Ordinary species in the animal department make up the majority, enough to open a zoo.

As for female slaves, it is the opposite of male slaves. Naturally, the more beautiful and the better the figure, the higher the price. After all, even the Celestial Dragons have the same idea as ordinary people in this regard.

If Jiger wanted to, with his financial resources he could pack up all the female slaves on the street and take them back home, and then have a group sex with them at night.

But in his eyes, these women could not compare with Lucia and the others in terms of appearance or figure, let alone other aspects.

Jiger no longer planned to continue shopping. He began to feel sleepy again and thought about returning to his bedroom to rest for a while.

However, just as he was about to leave, a shout caught his attention.

"Come and take a look! Today we have a new top-quality product! A pair of sisters! They only cost 200 million Baileys! Buy one, get one free!"