Hancock Absorbed Her Gains, and House Met His End

"Yeah, this fruit should go to Weevil."

High above the ground, Lucas reclined on a soft sofa on the deck of the Eos, turning the recently reborn Riki Riki no Mi over in his hand.

With Weevil's childlike mind, controlling the elemental form of a Logia fruit, wielding the flashy powers of a Mythical Zoan, or mastering most Paramecia abilities that demanded finesse would all be beyond him.

Those abilities often took enormous effort to develop and control. Whether Weevil could draw out even a tenth of their power was a serious question.

The Riki Riki no Mi was different.

According to the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, its power had nothing to do with complex physical forces like fields, gravity, or repulsion. It simply amplified strength.

Developing it required no great intellect or complicated techniques. The user only had to keep training their body, raise the limit of the power it could withstand, and bring the fruit's raw strength to its fullest potential.

For someone like Weevil, who fought purely on instinct, it was practically made to order.

Lucas tossed the Riki Riki no Mi into Castle Space, then turned his attention to the Disease-Disease Fruit.

Compared with the straightforward Riki Riki no Mi, this fruit's powers were far more intricate.

The Disease-Disease Fruit let its user control illnesses and even reach into the genetic level to trigger mutations in an opponent's body.

That meant anyone hoping to truly master it needed considerable medical knowledge and a precise understanding of human anatomy, gene sequences, and pathological responses.

Otherwise, in the heat of battle, an attempt to weaken an enemy through genetic mutation might interfere with the wrong part of their genes and awaken a hidden power instead. That would be one hell of a joke.

Without formal study of genetics and