Momonga: Why Is This Straw Hat Sprouting!?

On the deck of the warship, Smoker stood next to Borsalino and said with a slightly annoyed tone, "Everyone says I've already killed that guy, why do you still want to examine him? What's there to see in a corpse?"

At the mast on the deck, Yasopp and Raki Luke were chained together, in a state of being wanted.

Borsalino held a nail clipper in his hand, clipping his nails against the wind, and said in a strange tone, "How terrifying, you pirates."

"Tsk..." Smoker clicked his tongue in annoyance, but didn't continue to waste words with Borsalino.

A moment later, the Momonga emerged from the wrecked hold of the Red Force, took Geppo, boarded the warship, and looked at Smoker: "I've confirmed it, Red-Hair Shanks can be declared dead."

"Hmph." Smoker snorted coldly, then said, "Although you Marines were also present, I was the one who killed that guy, so you deserve the full reward!"

"I understand." The Momonga nodded. "I will explain this matter to the Admiral. My Admiral is a man of his word, and everyone knows that. As someone who has worked with him before, you should also understand that his promise will not change. Is there anything you need my Admiral to do for you? You can make your request now."

Smoker raised an eyebrow, a hint of joy on his face, but he quickly suppressed it, keeping a straight face and pretending to be very tough as he said, "I don't need his help for the time being. Just make sure he remembers he owes me a favor. That's all. I'll be going if there's nothing else."

"Take care, and don't bother seeing me off." The Momonga nodded.

Smoker casually tossed the straw Straw Hat to the Momonga, then jumped onto his own boat that had arrived, and sailed away with a flourish.

After Smoker left, Borsalino pointed to the bound Yasopp and Raki Lucy: "What do you plan to do with these two?"

"After that, send them to the Calm Belt to mine." The Momonga instinctively wanted to reply like that, but as it opened its mouth, it seemed to remember that the Borsalino statue was unaware of these things, so it changed its tune. "After I finish my own business, escort them back to our G-12."

Seeing this Borsalino casually, then asked, "Speaking of which, what are you going to Punk Hazard for?"

The Momonga scratched its head slightly, looking a little embarrassed. "Don't you guys have the technology to materialize Devil Fruit? You know, the technology that allows objects to consume Devil Fruit... I want to get that."

"Hmm?" Borsalino asked, somewhat puzzled, "What do you need this for?"

"I'm now Devil Fruit User the Gluttony Fruit. I wonder if you know anything about this ability?" the Momonga replied.

"The Gulp-Gulp Fruit!?" Borsalino was surprised for a moment, then suddenly Satori: "You want to use this technology to achieve multiple Devil Fruit abilities?"

"Hahaha, that's right, what do you think? My idea is brilliant, isn't it?" The Momonga laughed heartily, saying with great pride.

"That's certainly a good idea..." Borsalino with admiration.

Using Devil Fruit materialization transfer technology, the strange and wonderful abilities of some Devil Fruit can be transferred to objects, such as gems or daggers, making it convenient for Momonga to carry around.

When needed, he can instantly eat these objects containing the power of Devil Fruit with the Gulp-Gulp Fruit, thus possessing multiple fruit abilities!

Following this line of thought, Borsalino realized that the Momonga was about to rise to prominence!

"You can now play with multi-treasure rats..." Borsalino teased.

Soon, under Borsalino's leadership, the warships began to change course and head towards Punk Hazard.

After chatting with Borsalino for a few more minutes, Momonga pulled out Den Den Mushi from his pocket. "I need to report this situation to my Admiral."

There was no intention to avoid mentioning Borsalino, and soon, Momonga dialed the Den Den Mushi.

Meanwhile, on a certain route from the New World to Dressrosa, a warship was sailing.

At this moment, Ortolan was sitting on the edge of the warship's deck, holding a fishing rod in his hand, staring intently at the sea.

In a daze, he seemed to see a big fish about to bite his hook. Just as an expectant smile unconsciously appeared on Ortolan's face, the Den Den Mushi on his body suddenly started squeaking and chattering.

The cry seemed to startle the large fish that Ortolan had 'seemed' to see, though it might have been a 'hallucination'; the fish's shadow vanished in a flash.

This caused Ortolan's expression to change drastically, and he almost snapped his fishing rod!

"Damn it!" Ortolan cursed, "If Dragon attacks, I'll wipe out the Revolutionary Army!"

He grumbled as he pulled Den Den Mushi from his pocket, glanced down, and saw it was from that Momonga guy.

Ortolan muttered a curse under his breath, "You're lucky Dragon, Dragon..."

Immediately, he Den Den Mushi with great displeasure, saying, "Momonga? Do you know what I lost by Den Den Mushi you? I lost a super-sized fish comparable in size to Sea Kings!!! My honor as the King of Fishing in the New World has been tarnished by you!"

The Momonga was very close to Ortolan, and upon hearing this, he completely disregarded Ortolan's annoyance and couldn't help but retort, "Is your condition getting worse again? You're even fantasizing about catching fish? I'm on my way to Punk Hazard, do you want me to ask Dr. Vegapunk if he's developed a cure for your mental illness?"

"Wow, you're so arrogant! I'm Marine Admiral, your superior. How dare you talk to me like that? Do you still want a promotion and to make a fortune?" Ortolan said, heartbroken.

"What's the point of promoting me? I'm already Marine Admiral, the next rank is Admiral, there's no position for me to be promoted!" the Momonga retorted without hesitation.

"Ah..." Ortolan was momentarily speechless. What this guy said actually made sense!?

Before Ortolan could speak, the Momonga continued, "Also, I heard from Gion that you didn't catch a single fish in the fishing tournament. How dare you call yourself the New World King of Fishing?"

Ortolan blushed and retorted stubbornly, "That competition was rigged and unfair. I'd almost forgotten about it until you mentioned it. I'll issue an order to ban that fishing competition from that place in the future! Arrest all the judges! Besides, you're too shallow. You don't become the King of Fishing by catching a big fish; you become the King of Fishing by being recognized by everyone. Ask around in the New World; who dares to say that I, Ortolan, can't catch fish?"

After exchanging a few jokes, the Momonga and Ortolan gradually got down to business.

"Red-Hair Shanks' love affair is over," the Momonga said.

Ortolan paused for a moment, then asked, "Did they escape the New World, or were they killed?"

"He was killed in the Ergild Sea. The one who did it was the Shichibukai, Crush Strike Smoker. I was there, and I even boarded the Red Force and confirmed that Red-Hair had completely lost his vital signs. Momonga Vivre Card I had for him also burned out." Shanks recounted softly.

Holding Den Den Mushi in one hand and his fishing rod in the other, Ortolan gazed at the sea in silence for a moment before remarking with a sigh, "Really? I thought he'd be lucky enough to escape the New World. It seems he's not destined for that..."

Strong luck is also very important. Judging from the current situation, Ortolan's luck is even stronger than Shanks'!

However, Ortolan wasn't saddened by Shanks' passing. After a moment of reflection, he asked, "Did that guy Smoker make any requests?"

"No, he said to just remember this and not to forget it," the Momonga replied with a smile.

"Hahahahaha..." Ortolan laughed loudly upon hearing this, then said, "Does that kid also want to hitch a ride on my big ship? But considering he cut off Red-Hair's head and proved himself, giving him a chance is not impossible."

After Ortolan finished laughing, the Momonga continued, "By the way, I also took the Straw Hat that Shanks always carried with him. I heard that it was a relic of the Pirate King Roger. Thinking about it, it's quite valuable for collection. Do you want to collect this Straw Hat?"

Ortolan rolled his eyes and said, "No need. If you have time, please give that straw Straw Hat to Mr. Garp for me."

What's there to collect? He already collected Roger's sword, Roger's beautiful wife and precious son. What's so special about a mere tattered straw Straw Hat?

Give it to Garp. He and Roger were very close. Holding the hat will remind him of the past and the glorious years they shared.

"Mr. Garp?" The Momonga was a little puzzled by Ortolan's question, but nodded nonetheless. "I understand. I'm heading to the frontier after finishing up in Punk Hazard. If I happen to run into Mr. Garp, I'll give him this straw Straw Hat..."

After a slight pause, the Momonga chuckled and said, "You know what, this Straw Hat is quite resilient; it's even sprouting new shoots."

"Huh?" Ortolan was somewhat surprised, then said, "You've got something. Now that Red-Hair's situation is over, spread the news in the Dark World and send a notice to the Ministry that Red-Hair' wanted status can be revoked. That's all. I'll hang up now. I have a feeling I'll catch a big fish someday!"