Nameless took the Devil Fruit from the clerk. "I can just eat it?"
"Sir, it's best to make thorough preparations first. A Devil Fruit contains an enormous amount of energy. For an ordinary person, or someone without sufficient cultivation, it's more like poison," the clerk warned hesitantly.
"How can I tell whether I'm ready to eat one?" Nameless asked.
"There's no way to tell. Customers can only judge for themselves," the clerk said with a helpless smile.
It was the same with Energy Stones. The clerks had no way of knowing who would gain a superpower and who would explode after eating one. All they could do was warn buyers to be careful and urge them to manage the risks before trying.
Someone worried about being overwhelmed by the energy, for example, could buy pills or potions that nourished the soul, take them for a while, and only then eat an Energy Stone.
Few customers who came to the Dao-Seeking Pavilion for Energy Stones or Devil Fruits ate them right there in the shop. The clerk had worked for thousands of years before meeting someone this recklessly bold.
Of course, there were plenty of geniuses like Nameless who gained an ability as soon as they ate one.
That was why the clerk could not press the warning too far. What if the customer had come with a resolve to smash the pots and sink the boats? One careless remark could disrupt his state of mind and earn his resentment for nothing.
After hearing the clerk's answer, Nameless ate the fruit without hesitation. A moment later, he felt a stream of energy, like a brook, flow into the Dream River.
This energy differed from that of the Energy Stone. If the stone's energy had been a "violent yet orderly spiral," the