Limitations of the Bake-danuki Fruit

Outside the borders of Xindolai, in a secluded valley, stood a grayish-white three-story building.

From the outside, it looked like an abandoned warehouse, but anyone familiar with the place would discover that its security was suffocatingly tight.

This was one of the Biotechnology Research Institutes secretly established by the World Government in the South Blue. Officially, it researched medical technology, but in reality, it conducted all manner of forbidden experiments.

At that moment, a fierce argument had erupted inside the institute.

"Idiots! You complete and utter idiots!"

The roar came from the main laboratory on the second floor. An astonishingly obese man stood on a raised platform. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest, food scraps clung to his beard, and his white lab coat was stretched tight over his round belly, its buttons seeming ready to burst off at any moment.

"You actually used a Mythical Zoan for an experiment?! You made an object eat a Devil Fruit?! And it fucking worked?!"

The fat supervisor's spittle nearly sprayed onto the faces of the scientists below.

More than a dozen researchers in white lab coats lowered their heads like a group of scolded schoolchildren. Not one of them dared raise their head to argue back.

Their mistake had truly been absurd.

Three months ago, the institute had unexpectedly acquired a Zoan-type Mythical Zoan Fruit. As for exactly what mythical beast it was, even they had not fully figured it out.

Following standard procedure, such a precious specimen should have been immediately sealed away and reported to World Government headquarters to await further instructions.

But the leader of the research team, a young scientist, had proposed a mad idea:

Use this Mythical Zoan Fruit to attempt an "Object Devil Fruit Consumption" experiment.

Even crazier, they had actually succeeded.

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