Impel Down Jailers, Every Single One a Talent, and So Pleasant to Talk To! (Seeking Follow-ups!)

Night. The Welcome Banquet.

The staff of Impel Down gathered together.

From the Lord Warden Magellan down to the ordinary jailers, everyone assembled to enjoy a feast of fine food.

The protagonist of this Welcome Banquet was, of course, the soon-to-be-appointed Jailer Chief of the Crimson Lotus Hell!

After a brief introduction.

Storm had more or less integrated into the staff group of Impel Down.

"Storm, the work within Impel Down is still quite arduous."

As the Warden, Magellan raised his glass to the new arrival.

"A very warm welcome to you!"

Magellan's initial impression of Storm was quite favorable.

Because he knew that the other party had voluntarily applied to work at Impel Down!

What an excellent young man!

Far superior to the likes of Hannyabal.

However, before Magellan could even drink the liquor in his hand.

Hannyabal stood up directly, pointing at the Lord Warden and launching into a tirade.

"Magellan! Don't sit there! Move to another table!"

"Huh?"

Magellan held his glass aloft, looking at Hannyabal in bewilderment.

"This is a banquet! A banquet!"

"How can you make the Warden sit at another table!"

"Then hurry up and get down from the Warden's seat!"

Hannyabal had "accidentally" revealed his ambition again.

"I misspoke, I meant—

"Just get lost!"

"Hannyabal, you've gone too far."

Magellan closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"How could I have such an ungrateful subordinate like you..."

Wispy streams of pale purple smoke spewed from Magellan's mouth, instantly spreading through the air.

Storm only felt someone grab his arm and forcibly drag him away from the dining table.

He turned his head to look—the one pulling him was a golden-haired, wavy-haired lady—

The current Deputy Warden of Impel Down, Domino.

"The Lord Warden is a user of the Doku Doku no Mi, a Poison Human."

Domino noticed Storm's gaze and reminded him softly.

"You must be careful when interacting with him.

"Even the air the Lord Warden exhales is genuine poison gas."

Just as Domino was warning Storm.

Nearby, Hannyabal also urgently covered his mouth and nose to avoid inhaling the poison.

"Magellan! You're releasing poison again!"

"Hahaha!"

Magellan was completely unbothered; he pointed at Hannyabal and laughed mockingly.

"You got that right!

"Serves you right! Idiot subordinate!"

Several veins instantly bulged on Hannyabal's forehead, making his appearance even more terrifying.

"You bastard! Damn it!"

Storm watched the fierce "workplace rivalry" between Magellan and Hannyabal with great interest.

False workplace warfare: strategizing from a tent, planning before acting.

Real workplace warfare: poisoning someone to their face! Breaking a comrade's leg for a promotion!

At that moment, a certain famous saying in Storm's mind seemed to materialize—

(Within Impel Down) everyone's a talent, and they all talk so well!

Just then, a cold voice came from the side.

"A boring farce."

Shiryu stood up, turned without a trace of hesitation, and walked away, paying no attention to anyone else present.

Magellan and Hannyabal, who had been bickering, stopped as they saw Shiryu leave.

"Shiryu!"

Magellan's expression turned serious in an instant.

"Where are you going?"

Shiryu halted but did not turn around.

"To stretch my legs downstairs."

"Don't you dare hurt—"

Magellan started to say something.

But Shiryu cut him off directly.

"Magellan!"

Shiryu turned around, resting his hand on the hilt of his famous sword, [Rain Shower], his gaze cold as he looked at Magellan.

"I am the Deputy Warden of Impel Down!

"My actions do not require your orders."

Magellan and Shiryu's eyes clashed, sparks seeming to crackle in the air between them.

Even Hannyabal, who loved to joke around, clamped his mouth shut, afraid to make a single sound.

Magellan stared at Shiryu, but in the end, he did nothing.

Shiryu left.

Magellan slumped back into his seat.

"Sorry about that, Storm."

The Lord Warden forced a smile at the new Jailer Chief.

"You'll have to excuse the spectacle.

"Everyone, keep eating, keep drinking."

But after that incident.

The atmosphere of the Welcome Banquet was thoroughly ruined, and it ended hastily.

The banquet concluded.

Storm took his leave from the others and returned to his Private Room—a Jailer Chief was entitled to a Single Room.

Inside the room, Storm recalled the conflict that had just occurred.

"When exactly was Shiryu of the Rain thrown into Infinite Hell by Magellan?"

After some thought, Storm couldn't recall any useful information.

He only remembered that by the time Luffy stormed Impel Down, Shiryu of the Rain was already a prisoner of Infinite Hell.

And back then, Hannyabal wasn't the "Chief Jailer" but the "Deputy Warden."

That meant Shiryu had been locked in Infinite Hell only in the last few years!

"Infinite Hell... I want to go there too..."

Storm shook his head, casting the thought aside.

He summoned the Silver Trophy he had obtained earlier.

Because he had to attend the Welcome Banquet.

Storm hadn't rushed to use this Three-Star Trophy, won by defeating the Blue Gorilla.

But now that the banquet was over, he naturally wouldn't neglect this Silver Great Trophy.

Storm already understood the Ability Enhancement effect of the [Great Trophy].

As for its Wish Function, he hadn't tried it yet.

But Storm didn't want to use the [Great Trophy] to make a wish right now.

Zephyr's teachings surfaced in his mind.

Only Physique is the foundation.

Then Storm recalled the words of Beasts Kaido.

Only Haki transcends all.

For the time being.

Storm didn't have a high demand for [Haki].

And he reasonably suspected that [Haki] required sufficient physical conditioning to bring out its full effect.

"I should keep adding points! Physique!"

Storm summoned his own [Big Trophy].

[Strength: ★★☆]

[Speed: ★★☆]

[Endurance: ★★★]

A three-star [Silver Trophy].

It could help Storm raise [Strength] or [Speed] to three stars.

Or, it could help him break through the current bottleneck in his [Endurance] stat!

Storm thought for a moment and made his decision.

He slammed the [Silver Trophy] directly into the [Endurance] stat.

Under Storm's watchful gaze.

The stars behind the [Endurance] stat fluctuated and shifted, then became—

[Endurance: ★★★☆]

From the original "three stars" to the current "three and a half stars."

"One more Silver Trophy, and I can raise [Endurance] to four stars!"

Storm clenched his fist, a thought flashing through his mind.

"I need more Blue Gorillas!"

The next moment.

Storm suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of hunger.

As if every cell in his body was sending out a "hunger" nerve signal.

Hungry!

So hungry!

Storm stood up, his eyes turning green.

He quickly scoured the room.

But it was a room he'd just moved into—where would there be any food stock?

Storm couldn't suppress this intense hunger.

He charged straight out the door, following the path he'd taken earlier, and ran back to Impel Down's Jailer's Cafeteria.

The Welcome Banquet had ended hastily, but plenty of food remained in the Jailer's Cafeteria.

Storm immediately grabbed a plate of grilled meat.

Then a second plate, a third plate, a fourth...

After a whirlwind of devouring.

Storm let out a loud burp.

Only then did he notice that he'd just eaten several times more food than usual!

"So this is the effect of adding points to [Endurance]? The effect of adding points to the [Physique] stat?"

Storm rubbed his belly, now round and stuffed.

"First, it turns me into a glutton?"

The next day.

Storm confirmed this suspicion.

Because he found another Blue Gorilla and farmed a [Silver Trophy].

Then he slammed it into the [Strength] stat.

The familiar hunger struck again.

Storm rushed into the Jailer's Mess Hall and frantically swept up every bit of food in sight.

After increasing the [Physique] stat.

Storm's body would immediately grow stronger.

But for a period afterward, his appetite would become unprecedented.

It seemed that he needed to eat from the outside to fill the deficit caused by his body's sudden "growth."

It was like using the [Big Trophy] to increase ability levels.

The "point addition" of the [Big Trophy] raised the upper limits of [Physique] and [Ability].

But the actual change in strength still required Storm to train and improve on his own.

There was a vague beauty to it, like "fantasy-based science."

A week passed swiftly.

Storm's little life in Impel Down was full and satisfying.

His daily routine consisted of—adding points, eating, sleeping, and beating up Blue Gorillas.

The rhythm of life was a very virtuous cycle.

Nourished by the blood and tears of the Blue Gorilla troops.

Storm quickly harvested a large number of Silver Trophies.

Through these Silver Trophies.

Storm not only directly raised his [Physique] attribute to ★★★★.

But also elevated the level of the [Clay Fruit] to four stars!

It was no exaggeration to say.

Storm felt that the current him could take on ten of the him from a week ago!

That day.

Storm was just about to summon the Blue Gorilla troops again for his daily training.

But as he knocked out one Blue Gorilla, he unexpectedly discovered that the quality of its [Big Trophy] had dropped!

[Bronze Trophy: Burger]

[Trophy Star Rating: ★★]

"How can this change?"

Storm was a bit puzzled, then found another Blue Gorilla.

But the [Big Trophy] this one provided was also only two stars.

Storm initiated communication with the real [Big Trophy] and received a response—

Repeatedly farming the same target's [Big Trophy] in a short time would cause a negative effect of quality degradation.

Storm finally realized the problem.

Every single member of the Blue Gorilla troop had been beaten by him!

Some had been beaten more than once!

It was time to find a new source of [Big Trophies]!