Nara Dan appeared over the sea not far from Marine Headquarters, smiling as he looked toward it.
"As expected, even the world's largest violent organization, Marine Headquarters, can't compete with the Celestial Dragons when it comes to wealth."
He had just used Stepping on the Moon, Leaving Fragrance to slip into Marine Headquarters' storehouses, while the Marines and the World Government had their attention fixed on the invasion of the Holy Land and on him, the man who was "dead."
With his mastery of spatial and temporal Divine Abilities, no lock or wall could stop him. Even Seastone walls—which could block every ability user—were nothing to him.
However, he had found only eight Devil Fruits at Marine Headquarters. That was far fewer than the twenty-five the Celestial Dragons had.
"Better than nothing."
"If I really want to collect Devil Fruits, I'll need a powerful force."
"I'll have to keep expanding the Vinsmoke Family's influence..."
"Relying on personal strength alone won't cut it unless your Divine Thought can cover the whole planet in an instant."
"Otherwise, when it comes to finding things, there's strength in numbers."
"Still, the World Government has never managed to collect every Devil Fruit."
Nara Dan narrowed his eyes as he considered this.
He didn't believe the World Government could resist the temptation of a power as unreasonable as Devil Fruits. And with a scientist like Vegapunk, who could manufacture them, controlling where Devil Fruits appeared after their users died shouldn't be difficult either.
In theory, no matter how rare or hard to find a fruit was, eight hundred years should have been enough to overcome any obstacle. Even if a handful grew in unknown corners, the vast majority of Devil Fruits should have been collected.
"There's only one possibility."
"The World Government is restricted by some