Unexpected Gain

"Did you think finding help would keep you safe? Hahaha, I know you can change your appearance, but you'd never guess that the bullets in this pistol are made of Seastone. I paid a fortune for them on the black market," Fox laughed.

Carl smiled, and Rogge and the others laughed as well. Carl reached into her clothes and fumbled around before pulling out a clump of something.

"What are you doing?" Fox asked with a frown.

"Let me show you my treasure," Carl said with a smile.

"Are you trying to beg for mercy? Hahaha, let's see what you've got." Fox laughed loudly. He thoroughly enjoyed this feeling—crushing his enemies completely and making them submit in the end.

Carl held out her hand. Her palm was full of little objects. They were clearly bombs and firearms, but they were tiny, like little ornaments.

"You're messing with me!!" Fox glanced at them, then looked closer. His anger immediately flared.

"Messing with you? You're overthinking it." Carl tossed them into the air. The moment they left her hand, they rapidly expanded. In an instant, a pile of bombs appeared before Fox. Carl held two machine guns, while everyone behind her, including Rogge, suddenly had either a long gun or a cannon.

"This thing is really convenient. It's even more terrifying than the More-More Fruit," Rogge said, sighing as he held the cannon.

"Hey, don't overdo the act. Are you the captain, or am I? Do I need you to hand out weapons so we can make you look good?" Rogge smashed the cannon onto Carl's head.

Carl froze for a moment, then immediately covered the swelling on her head and stood behind Rogge. She nodded and bowed, inviting Rogge to sit down as she lowered her head and apologized. "Captain, I