Personal Magnetic Field Plan

Entering the cafeteria, the wheelchair automatically slid into his designated spot. Gray waited for the others to arrive while observing Law as he walked in.

Despite his fearless expression, being around so many strange people for the first time still made Law feel nervous.

"Sit!" Diamante pushed Law's back from behind, seating him next to Buffalo, directly across from Gray.

"Gurgle~" As soon as he sat down, Law's stomach let out a growl, leaving him deeply embarrassed.

He couldn't be blamed, though. Since escaping Flevance, he had barely had a full meal. The only reason he had the grit to strap bombs to himself and volunteer for the Donquixote Family was the hatred driving him from within.

"Let's eat!"

"Oh~ Dig in!"

"Lord Gray, here is the meat you wanted!"

"Heh heh! I didn't spoil you for nothing. Eat up quickly, don't let Buffalo steal it."

"Hey, hey! What do you mean 'steal'!"

"Haha, no need to fight over it, there's plenty of food. As the one who cooked it, I'm just happy to see it appreciated."

The joy of the group had nothing to do with two people.

Those two were Law and Corazon.

Law was so hungry that he was entirely focused on the food, while Corazon kept glancing at him from the corner of his eye.

The last survivor of Flevance. Thinking back to the hateful gaze Law had shown earlier, Corazon felt guilty for failing to save Flevance.

A child like you shouldn't live in pain.

The world has already treated you unfairly. If you spend the rest of your life living in hatred, then... my justice will not stand idly by.

I bet my justice on it: I won't let you be corrupted by the darkness. Corazon's inner thoughts were completely hidden from everyone else.

The arrival of Trafalgar Law had sent ripples through the temporarily calm waters of the Donquixote Family.

He... was the wind that would stir the storm.

After the meal, the group dispersed to attend to their own business, but Law was kept behind by Doflamingo.

Gray knew that after this, Law would officially join the Donquixote Family.

Gray turned his new wheelchair and headed toward his own small courtyard.

This equipment upgrade had finally brought him a comfortable, luxurious wheelchair, no longer the cheap, uncomfortable junk he used to have.

Aside from the steel frame, this boss-style chair was crafted with the softest sponge in the North Blue and the finest genuine leather.

The overall design was understated, comfortable, and luxurious.

The seating area was spacious; there would be no problem squeezing in for a cuddle later on.

Not only that, but the front and back of the wheelchair had been widened significantly. Because it was foldable, he could flip a switch to turn it into a single recliner whenever he wanted to sleep.

Of course, while comfort was addressed, offensive equipment was also essential.

Embedded in the back of the chair were six symmetrical, snowflake-shaped Flying Wheels, each the size of a basketball.

These six Flying Wheels were forged from cold-attribute ore, specifically to withstand high temperatures when Gray spun them.

Don't underestimate them just because they were only the size of a basketball; each one weighed fifty pounds.

The added weight would help extend the lifespan of the wheels.

These Flying Wheels were designed and built specifically to resist high heat. Gray felt that this time, his weapons should last a long time... probably.

By the end of that thought, Gray wasn't entirely confident.

With his primary means of attack—the Flying Wheels—secured, auxiliary weapons were naturally necessary as well.

At the front of each armrest, there were two rows of ten steel balls embedded.

These weren't there for Gray to play with when he was bored; they were specifically arranged for the sake of his inner faith.

Anyone familiar with firing railguns knows:

Magnetism generates electricity, and electricity generates magnetism.

When the magnetic field rotation reaches a certain limit, electricity naturally follows.

And so, a railgun could be developed.

Although Gray hadn't reached that level yet, there was nothing wrong with preparing in advance.

After all, a man must have dreams!

What man could refuse the chance to fire a railgun?

The wheelchair and its weapons cost far more than Gray had imagined, totaling sixty million Beli.

Doflamingo is a good guy to work for; he really doesn't skimp on the money. After sighing at the man's wealth, Gray turned his focus back to himself.

Money... was merely a byproduct of strength!

Without strength, no amount of money can be kept safe.

With strength, money naturally follows.

Over a month had passed, and Gray finally began to see the fruits of the development ideas he had conceived when he first set sail.

At the time, Gray had assumed these would be two separate abilities. However, once he truly touched the threshold, he realized his assessment was incorrect.

They were two abilities, yet they could also be considered one.

To summarize it in two words: Magnetic Field!

Everything in existence possesses a magnetic field; the only difference lies in the size and intensity of that field.

Gray's hypothesis focused on the magnetic field inherent to human beings.

When he first began developing Field Rotation, Gray had already perceived the magnetic fields in his immediate vicinity. Back then, his ability was immature and lacked depth.

He could not see his own magnetic field at all.

But after nearly two months of meditation and constant daily development, he finally saw it.

For every living creature, when the body is strong, its Life Magnetic Field appears powerful; conversely, it is naturally weak.

Based on this theory, Gray wanted to rotate his own Life Magnetic Field to achieve the goal of strengthening himself.

Typically, a personal Life Magnetic Field only grows stronger as the individual becomes stronger. Gray wanted to reverse this process.

He wanted to make the Life Magnetic Field powerful, thereby driving the body to become stronger in turn.

This was akin to external training, whereas personal exercise to become stronger was internal training.

Now that all the prerequisites were prepared, Gray only wondered if this external training would yield the results he envisioned.

He could already see his personal magnetic field. He wondered if, once he used his fruit ability to rotate it, he could cause the Life Magnetic Field to absorb energy from the outside world, thereby strengthening the Life Magnetic Field and driving his own growth.

Whether it can be done or not, I'll know once I try. Thinking too much is no substitute for practice! Having made up his mind, Gray sat down cross-legged in all seriousness.

As for why he sat cross-legged, it was merely a psychological habit; he felt that when performing formal cultivation, something would be missing if he didn't do it.

He would feel completely uncomfortable!

"Hoo..." He took a deep breath to calm his emotions, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed his own magnetic field.

With the assistance of his fruit, Gray's vision expanded to another level, allowing him to see magnetic fields invisible to the naked eye.

During these months of hard work, he discovered that his situation was different from others.

A personal magnetic field displays a person's comprehensive quality, including the Life Magnetic Field represented by the body, as well as the Soul Magnetic Field representing the soul.

In the eyes of scientists, the personal magnetic field is also called the Life Magnetic Field; there is no distinction between body and soul, as the two are inherently one.

However, in Gray's case, his Soul Magnetic Field was so powerful that it had enveloped his Body Magnetic Field, making it impossible for him to clearly see the Life Magnetic Field.

Did my soul merging with the original body create an even stronger soul?

Although the situation was unexpected, the plan to rotate the Soul Magnetic Field was already within his scope; it didn't matter which one he started with.

"Then... start rotating for me!"