Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

"Tell me."

Faced with Rosen's request to do the job himself, Xiliu seemed to be somewhat interested and did not choose to refuse immediately.

"Let the thirteen pirates who just attacked me have a good meal."

"And Katrin Diemeyer and the other three, too."

“Try to give them the best food possible today.”

Rosen's words were beyond Xilu's expectations, and also surprised the thirteen prisoners who had been bewitched by the unknown voice and joined forces to attack Rosen.

They all thought that after Rosen escaped and suppressed the riot, he would definitely take action against them to vent his hatred.

Unexpectedly, Rosen not only did not kill them immediately, but also asked Xiliu to treat them to a meal.

"You're going to treat these prisoners who just teamed up to kill you to a meal?"

"why?"

"Can I know the reason?"

Xiliu looked at Rosen deeply.

If he had encountered the same thing just now, he would have killed the thirteen prisoners as soon as he escaped from danger, and even Catherine Diemey and the other two were not spared.

"In my hometown, even the most heinous criminals will be given a full meal before being executed."

"It's called the last meal after execution."

Rosen revealed the origin of the last meal before execution.

"Is that why?"

Xiliu looked straight at Rosen.

He did not deny that the man in front of him was kind-hearted, but his mercy would never be cheap, and would not even be excessive enough to be reserved for the prisoners of the infinite hell.

"Eat and drink enough before you can set off."

"The road to hell is not easy to walk."

"Compared to the prisoners who were killed by swords, their lives are more difficult, especially those who are unlucky, such as Katrin Diemey over there. It is estimated that she will have to face death dozens of times before she can die completely."

Rosen chuckled and said something that made all the prisoners, especially Katrin Diemey, shudder.

"I suddenly feel that compared to these prisoners in the infinite hell who have been wiped out from history, you are more terrifying than them."

Xiliu's pupils shrank.

As bloodthirsty as he was, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy by Rosen's words.

After being attacked, handle everything calmly and calmly.

In order to better help himself in his cultivation, he not only did not kill the prisoners who had just attacked him, but also invited them to dinner.

Then, in the future, the prisoners who appeared earlier will face death again and again, and then survive.

The so-called last meal before execution is neither kindness nor mercy.

Instead, it is the greatest cruelty and treatment to the prisoners of infinite hell.

A meal before execution made the prisoners on the sixth floor experience the cycle of life and death over and over again, until Rosen quickly became a general and was worthless.

"The prisoners in the Infinite Hell are monsters, and the pirates in the New World are even more monsters among monsters. To deal with these monsters, you must first make yourself the same as them, or even more terrifying than them."

"Otherwise, how can we defeat them?"

Upon hearing this, Rosen nodded happily.

After hearing what he said, Borsalino and Zefa nodded secretly in their hearts to show their agreement.

"Okay, I promise you."

Xiliu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed to Rosen's request.

"Thank you."

"As for the money wasted by treating them to a meal, just keep a record of it first!"

"I'll pay you back with my salary after I graduate."

To be honest, Rosen is still a student who has not graduated from the Naval Academy.

Since traveling through time, I don’t have even a berry in my pocket.

All the food, clothing, housing and transportation were provided by the Navy Headquarters.

"No need. If you don't come, the prisoners on the sixth floor will be imprisoned for life, which is equivalent to Impel Prison having to support them for life."

"Thanks to you, Rosen, Infinite Hell is not only not short of beds, but also short of operating funds. After all, we won't have to keep these bastards around any longer."

"The money for the final meal will be directly deducted from the original food allowance of these bastards."

Xiluo showed a rare sense of humor.

"can."

After hearing this, Rosen shook his head and laughed.

He and Xilu were chatting and laughing here, but none of the prisoners imprisoned in the infinite hell behind them could laugh.

Death itself is terrifying enough, and not every pirate is called Gol D. Roger and can face death with a smile.

What’s even more terrifying is that the prisoners on the sixth floor have to rush to the brink of life and death every day and dance with death over and over again before they die completely.

Death is like the wind, always with me.

How could the remnants of the LV6 era endure such terror?

If they were really not afraid of death, they would have chosen to commit suicide long ago under such dark imprisonment.

Those who stay are either afraid of death or don't want to die.

After finalizing the arrangements for the last meal before execution, Rosen did not continue to stay in the infinite hell, but walked away.

"Rosen, did he remind you?"

On the way back to the fourth floor, Zefa was a little curious.

He didn't remember Xiliu being such a good person.

Even Domino, who was also a prison officer, turned a blind eye, let alone remind Rosen.

"There is definitely no direct reminder."

"But indirectly, Xiliu did remind you."

"He repeatedly emphasized one thing in front of us more than once, that is, the prisoners on the sixth floor will not be manipulated by others."

Rosen began to explain.

Of course, Xiliu was not that kind-hearted. Just as the other party said, he made hints just to relieve boredom.

However, even without Xilu's hint, the outcome of today's prisoner rampage would not have changed.

"Don't get too close to him."

"Every time I see this man, I think of some familiar figures."

"The Rocks Pirates."

Zefa thought about it and decided to remind him.

Upon hearing this, Rosen said nothing, but just nodded slightly.

Regardless, Zefa's words were well-intentioned.

As for Shiliu.

If he really goes back to his old path, I will just kill him with one sword.

"Senior."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ever since leaving Infinite Hell, I've noticed that you've been worried."

Rosen pushed open the door of the office and looked at Borsalino, who had come back without saying a word.

"Nothing, I just feel a little weird."

"Let's not talk about the thirteen prisoners who attacked you. Their reactions before and after the attack were a bit too strange. It's not like the awareness that people who risked everything should have. Take Katrin Diemey and Basque Jot for example. They were almost killed by you yesterday."

"They all mastered the awakening of the devil fruit, but they all chose to hide it. When facing death, who would think of hiding it?"

Borsalino boiled water for tea while he spoke out his thoughts:

"The results of it?"

"They all chose to hide the awakening of their Devil Fruits."

"This is more like knowing in advance that you would not kill me yesterday, and then saving it until today, waiting for the best opportunity to use it to kill you."

"Thirteen prisoners who were not fruit-powered people attacked at the same time. Big Barrel and Wakatsuki Hunter awakened their hidden devil fruits. There was also the King's Fist of the Evil King. And when Zephyr and I were trying to attack, Barrett and Redfield suddenly appeared with their Conqueror's Haki."

"All these things combined give me a feeling that there was a hand pulling the strings from the beginning to the end, bringing these originally chaotic prisoners together to launch today's riot."

Borsalino's words made Rosen think deeply.

Because he felt the same way.

The fatal attack on him that took place in the Infinite Hell today did not seem like a coincidence at all. It was the product of someone’s planning, coordination and eventually the successful launch of this riot.

"Baroric Redfield."

Just as the two were thinking carefully, Zefa suddenly spoke and said a name.