Second Golden Emperor

"Captain, what do we do now?"

"Sell it?"

Cockroach Teg swallowed, pulled his gaze away from the Gold-Gold Fruit, and looked at Captain Agates, who was deep in thought.

"Idiot. The greatest value of the Gold-Gold Fruit isn't selling it—it's the ability!"

"Someone has to eat it to get the most out of it."

Butterfly Eve, the only female captain, rolled her eyes and snapped.

The Gold-Gold Fruit didn't just represent wealth. It also granted immense combat power. After all, the Golden Emperor had already shown that if someone ate this Devil Fruit and developed it the way he had, they might become the second Golden Emperor.

In Butterfly Eve's view—no, in the view of the whole world—the Golden Emperor had never truly tapped the Gold-Gold Fruit's full potential.

He had first used it during the war that destroyed the Marines, offering bounties on Marines with his wealth and turning around a centuries-old order in which only the Marines placed bounties on pirates.

The results had been plain to see.

The Marines had suffered heavy losses and had nearly fallen into an abyss they could never climb out of.

But only those who truly mattered understood why the Golden Emperor hadn't wielded the power of money. Aside from his arrogance and disdain for doing so, there was the fact that money's power wasn't something one could use whenever one pleased.

Before becoming truly powerful, using the power of money recklessly would only make you die faster and more miserably.

"But who should eat it?"

"Even though the Golden Emperor is dead, the key figures in the Richest Group are still alive."

The sixth captain, Bumblebee Apostle, chimed in.

He worried that if the Richest Group's Thunder God, Tsar, and the others found out, they might come to seize the Gold-Gold