Seven Hundred Thousand for a Piece of Fruit

While Deadpool was having the time of his life in Rosha's shop, the five minutes had already run out.

Deadpool's incredibly smooth feet returned to normal, and the zero-friction state vanished.

His body jolted, and he stumbled, nearly falling flat on his face.

If Deadpool had not been so agile, he would have definitely taken a hard tumble to the floor.

But that was only secondary.

More importantly, Deadpool's skin began changing rapidly.

The skin that had once made women green with envy vanished in the blink of an eye, and his formerly pockmarked face reappeared.

It would have been one thing if he had always looked like that, but after experiencing what it felt like to have a normal face again, how could Deadpool possibly endure going back?

"NO! NO! Don't change back, don't!" Deadpool cried, clutching his face.

"Sir, do you still think seven hundred thousand is expensive?"

Rosha's voice drifted over from the side. He stood there with his arms folded, watching Deadpool as steadily as an old dog.

Rosha refused to believe that Deadpool could resist the temptation after personally experiencing all the miraculous effects of the Smooth-Smooth Fruit.

Deadpool fell silent.

Compared to the heaven-defying effects of the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, seven hundred thousand dollars truly was not expensive.

Not only was it not expensive, it was downright dirt cheap. Deadpool believed that if the Smooth-Smooth Fruit hit the market, plenty of people would scramble to pay several million dollars for it.

This was practically a conscientious seller.

"Okay, seven hundred thousand it is. Shit, that's my hard-earned savings from two years!" Deadpool said painfully as he pulled out a bank card.

After killing his mortal enemy Ajax and reuniting with Vanessa, Deadpool had returned to his old profession as a mercenary.

Though this oddball had killed his employers along with his targets more than once, his fees were anything but cheap. After two years, he could still come up with seven hundred thousand.

After swiftly swiping the card, Rosha took the Smooth-Smooth Fruit from the display case and placed it in Deadpool's hands.

The moment Deadpool received it, he impatiently took a huge bite. The taste was so awful that his whole face twisted up.

Yet Deadpool gritted his teeth and did not spit out even a tiny bit. Like a starving ghost reborn, he wolfed down the entire fruit in one go!

"Shit, this fruit tastes absolutely terrible."

"I never want to experience a flavor like this again for the rest of my life."

After swallowing the final bite through sheer force of will, Deadpool could not help complaining repeatedly.

"Uh, well..."

Rosha hesitated, clearly wanting to say something.

"What is it?"

"Nothing!"

Rosha decisively shook his head.

If he told Deadpool now that he only needed to take one bite of the fruit, would Deadpool beat him to death on the spot?

Still, Rosha truly had not expected Deadpool to devour the Devil Fruit in a few quick bites like a ravenous dog pouncing on food.

He had watched in stunned silence, and by the time he came back to his senses, Deadpool had already finished it.

All he could say was that Deadpool truly lived up to his name. His combat power was indeed formidable!

While Rosha was secretly marveling at this, Deadpool's skin rapidly returned to normal once more after eating the fruit.

"It changed back! I'm back!"

Deadpool shouted excitedly, nearly breaking into a dance.

"Congratulations, sir. You now have looks that make men jealous and women envious. From now on, whenever you walk down the street, you'll be the hottest guy around!"

Rosha offered his congratulations from the side.

"That's right, I really am handsome now! God, I'm afraid I might fall in love with myself!"

Deadpool used his phone as a mirror, admiring himself as he spoke smugly.

Fortunately, there was no one else in Rosha's shop, and Rosha was already very familiar with Deadpool's personality. Otherwise, Deadpool would definitely have been mistaken for a lunatic.

"Shopkeeper, what other Devil Fruits do you have? Tell me about them. I plan to save up some money as soon as possible and buy another one!"

After putting away his phone, Deadpool looked at Rosha with sparkling eyes.

He was already rubbing his hands together, ready to eat another Devil Fruit!

The flavor was indeed unforgettable for all the wrong reasons, but compared with the superpowers the fruit gave him, it was nothing.

"I'm sorry, sir, but under normal circumstances, each person can only eat one Devil Fruit. Otherwise, they will explode and die."

Rosha explained to Deadpool with a solemn expression.

He fully understood Deadpool's desire to eat more fruits, but the reality was that it simply was not allowed.

"Explode and die? That's so terrifying?"

Deadpool exclaimed in an exaggerated tone before asking, "You said 'under normal circumstances.' Does that mean there really are cases where someone can eat multiple Devil Fruits?"

"Yes, sir. As long as you consume the Dark-Dark Fruit, you can consume multiple Devil Fruits at the same time."

"The Dark-Dark Fruit must be even more expensive, right?" Deadpool guessed.

"Yes, sir. One Dark-Dark Fruit costs one billion."

"One billion!" Deadpool sucked in a sharp breath.

One billion dollars for a piece of fruit. Could you believe that?

Even if he sold himself, he could not afford that much money.

"Besides, the Dark-Dark Fruit is currently out of stock," Rosha explained again.

The Devil Fruits currently unlocked by the system were all relatively low-tier ones.

Powerful fruits such as the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Rumble-Rumble Fruit, and Flash-Flash Fruit had not yet been unlocked.

He needed to complete the corresponding sales tasks first.

So even if someone had the money, they could not buy them.

"That really is a shame," Deadpool said regretfully.

But there was nothing to be done about it.

"Oh, right, sir. I set up a group specifically for Devil Fruit Users so that users can communicate and exchange information in the future. Would you be interested in joining?"

Rosha remembered something else and asked Deadpool for his opinion.

Deadpool hesitated for only a second before agreeing. "Of course. That sounds very interesting!"

Next, they added each other as friends, and Rosha pulled Deadpool into the group he had created.

"Devil Fruit Household? There are only the two of us right now?"

Deadpool opened the social app and took a look, sounding somewhat surprised.

Did that not mean he was the first customer to buy a Devil Fruit?

For a moment, Deadpool felt as though he might have been scammed.

"Although there are only two of us now, I believe there will be more and more people in the future."

Rosha said confidently to Deadpool, "I hope you can introduce a few customers to me too, Wade."

When they had added each other on the social app earlier, they had exchanged names, so calling Deadpool Wade now was perfectly natural.

"That's a little difficult. The fruit here is way too expensive! The people I know can't afford it!" Deadpool shrugged. "But I'll give it a try!"

"Then thank you in advance, Wade."

"No need to be polite, Shopkeeper. Well then... I'll head back first. I still have to cook for my girlfriend!" Deadpool waved to Rosha, then turned and left.

"Take care. I won't see you out!"

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