Just hearing the first sentence was delightful, but "rudimentary technology"... was that really praise?
Dr. Vegapunk took out the finished blueprints. "As for Saint Sanming's requirements, I think they'll be easy enough to achieve. There was a time when I was particularly enthusiastic about machines of this sort."
"Can we take a look?" Old Tom and Iceburg could hardly wait to see what it was.
"Of course." Miming handed the blueprints to Old Tom. This was the core design of the new ship he wanted built. He could not make sense of it himself, and Dr. Vegapunk was not a shipwright, so he could only offer some design ideas.
"And this." Dr. Vegapunk took out a blade. "As Saint Sanming requested, I fused a Devil Fruit with a sword."
"Oh, it's finally complete." Miming picked up the pink blade with great interest. It was a fusion of the Artificial Cloud Dragon Devil Fruit and the famous sword Yanlin. Yanlin had originally only been a Skillful Grade Blade, but after "eating" a Devil Fruit, it had become an interesting treasure.
The blade before him had completely lost its original appearance. Its entire body was covered in pink scales, while its edge was irregular, branching like dragon horns. It even had a pair of eyes peering at Miming.
The instant Miming grabbed the hilt, the sword suddenly turned into a little pink dragon caught by the tail. It rudely breathed fire into Miming's face, trying to wriggle free from his hand.
"Want to die?" Intense Haki radiated from Miming's body. The little pink dragon was so frightened that it kept farting, immediately turning back into a sword and hanging limply from his hand.
What the hell was this, a sword or a limp whip? And those farts stank!
Seeing the dark look