Outside the cabin, Marco's expression had softened considerably. Hearing the thunderous snores coming from inside, he felt even better.
"Don't celebrate too soon. That's only a painkiller with very minor side effects. It has some ability to help wounds recover, but for Whitebeard's injuries, it's a drop in the bucket. I need a complete set of surgical instruments—the most advanced kind. And I also need some materials."
Su Xiao handed Marco a list. When Marco saw how long it was, he felt his head start buzzing.
"To treat my old man, we need metal?"
Marco pointed at the substitute for Fire Gold on the list. (Fire Gold: One of the main materials for Apollo.)
"Metal therapy."
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Marco was speechless for a long time. In the end, he could only walk away in silence. As for payment, Su Xiao had already reached an agreement with Marco. The Whitebeard Pirates couldn't pay him right now, since all their treasures were aboard the Moby Dick.
Once the Moby Dick reached the Grand Line, Su Xiao could freely choose ten treasures from the vault, including Devil Fruits and famous blades. If he wasn't satisfied with what was in the vault, he could also designate three items, and the Whitebeard Pirates would do their best to find them—provided they won the Summit War.
There was no need to discuss this with Whitebeard at all. Whitebeard didn't care about treasure; he cared about his family. Marco handled all matters involving wealth and possessions.
Being able to freely choose ten items from the Whitebeard Pirates' vault was practically equivalent to receiving the rewards from clearing an entire world.
The ship moved slowly across the sea. Su Xiao lay on the gunwale with his legs crossed, looking as though he might fall into the ocean at any