"Me."
Count Red was the first to step out among the gazes of many pirates.
Due to his reputation, the pirates automatically gave way to a path.
Abel glanced and saw that the other pirates were hiding Devil Fruit tightly, but this guy was holding it in his hand arrogantly.
"Please come in."
Count Red walked into Skull Grand Hotel without hesitation, and soon met the rumored winemaker Dimon on the sofa in the lobby.
Dimon was holding a miscellaneous book in his hand and looked up when he saw someone coming in.
"Please take a seat."
"First meeting, winemaker."
Count Red looked at it, sat down, and placed Devil Fruit in his hand on the table.
Dimon glanced and recognized this fruit.
"Not bad, one Paramecia."
With a chuckle, Dimon raised his hand to find a bottle of Elixir of Immortality, poured a glass of it himself, and pushed it in front of the other party.
"Is this the Elixir of Immortality that can make people immortal?"
Count Red picked up the wine glass and shook it gently. The wine in the glass rotated along the wall of the glass. He looked up at Dimon, which was enough to read the inner Observation Haki of others, but could not hear the real voice from Dimon.
"Don't you want to drink? If you don't want to drink, please go out. The deal has been completed. You can do whatever you want with this glass of wine."
Count Red smiled faintly, "I'm just a little confused. What do you want to do by creating so many undead?"
Hearing this, Dimon raised his eyebrows, and then listened to the other party continue:
"Put the question another way, what do you need so many Devil Fruit for?"
"It's not just about brewing Elixir of Immortality, right? If it's just for brewing, you can exchange two, three, or even five fruits for a cup."
"Even with such a price, if you want to live forever, someone will still come to you for a deal."
"You only need one Devil Fruit to become immortal. In my opinion, you are deliberately creating more immortals."
After saying that, he looked at Dimon, waiting for the answer.
Dimon raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He was the first person to ask him this question. There may be people who can keep a clear mind in the face of the temptation of immortality. There may be people who think about this, but he is the first to ask him face to face.
The price of Elixir of Immortality is deliberately set very low, and there is indeed the idea of creating more undead.
After all, in the beginning, he needed to devour many targets to make himself stronger.
"Do you think there's something wrong with the wine?" Dimon asked.
"I don't think so. There are many people who have drank this kind of wine. If there was a problem, others would have discovered it long ago."
Count Red shook his head and drank the wine in the glass in front of Dimon. He sighed at the good wine and said:
"Just out of curiosity, there are so many undead, and there will be even more after today. If you established a force and controlled many undead, I would understand it, but you didn't do that, so I am very surprised."
Dimon waved his hand and said, "When you live long enough, you will understand. My Elixir of Immortality is not the only one who can make me immortal..."
What does long enough mean?
Count Red thought for a moment, and then thought that since the man in front of him could brew Elixir of Immortality, he must be the first to try it.
Therefore, I have lived from a long time ago to now, and for some reason, I chose to take out Elixir of Immortality to create more undead.
So what is the reason?
"I'm sorry."
Count Red stopped asking, stood up and left, still thinking about this issue in his mind.
After he left, Dimon picked up Devil Fruit left on the table and swallowed it with a thought.
[Swallow one Devil Fruit and get 200 Demon Points points.]
[Demon Points]:2000→2200
"Next one."
Soon, new people came in to exchange drinks.
Every time a person comes in, takes a piece of fruit, and exchanges it for a glass of wine.
These people don't have as many problems as Count Red. After getting the wine, they can't wait to drink it, and then excitedly try to become immortal.
Cut yourself with a knife and witness the rapid healing of the wound.
After getting the definite answer, some people laughed wildly, and some were trembling with excitement.
After sending away the fresh undead one by one, we soon welcomed big customers.
Charlotte Linlin came in carrying a large bag of Devil Fruit. She placed a dozen Devil Fruit on the table.
"Dimon, how about a deal?"
"Aren't we trading?"
Charlotte Linlin shook her head and said, "It's not Elixir of Immortality, but another one. Your subordinate Abel is Lunarian. He has grown up now and wants to marry my daughter. You can propose any conditions!"
Dimon was speechless, looking down at the fruit on the table.
"Why are there only sixteen, so you only grabbed one yesterday?"
"I'm talking about marriage!"
"Why don't you go to Abel himself and ask me what I am doing? I don't interfere with whether others can marry or not."
"That guy will run away when he sees me now... that lightning ability will disappear in the blink of an eye, and I can't even catch him!"
Charlotte·Linlin looked helpless, what was wrong with her daughter?
With more than twenty daughters, there is always the right one, right?
Dimon showed 4 bottles of Elixir of Immortality and placed them in front of Charlotte Linlin.
This bitch used to want to sleep with him, but now she goes even further and wants her daughter to sleep with his little brother.
"All you want is the bloodline of Lunarian. I have a suggestion."
Holding the idea of taking advantage of someone who has been taken advantage of, Dimon grinned:
"Do you know Vegapunk?"
"That rumored genius scientist?"
"He established a research institute on my territory and started research on human cloning."
Dimon beguiled. "You can invest money in the research institute and clone a Lunarian, or even more than just Lunarian. If the research is successful, you can clone whatever race you want..."
The research on human cloning has already been completed.
Secondly, the undead Immortal Cells cannot be cloned.
Therefore, as long as Charlotte·Linlin invests money, she is destined to be taken advantage of.
Of course, Dimon is not a demon. When the other party asks about the research progress, the most likely thing is to give her the human cloning technology.
When Charlotte·Linlin heard it, she was really stunned by the pie.
"Okay, I can invest money in your research institute, but don't lie to me! Vegapunk is really with you?"
"The person I snatched from World Government a few years ago. Anyway, take your wine and get out quickly. There are many people behind you."
Charlotte Linlin took four bottles of wine with satisfaction. Seeing that there was still half a bottle on the table, she even wanted to take it too.
Dimon slapped her hand away and said angrily, "This is not yours."
"Stingy! What's wrong with giving me more?"
Charlotte Linlin rolled her eyes at him before leaving.
After he left, Dimon had time to distinguish the sixteen fruits on the table.
Logia, No.
Mythical Zoan, No.
Not even Ancient Zoan.
"Did this guy leave the good fruits to his own children? All he gave me were ordinary goods."
Shaking his head, Dimon swallowed all the fruits.
[Demon Points]:5000
"That's enough, let's check out the skills first!"