Sand-Sand Fruit, for the Continuation of Life

As Fujitora's staff lightly tapped the sand, creating ripples of gravity, Fang Yu's figure suddenly appeared!

With his back to Fujitora, his scarlet Sharingan reflected the astonished expressions of the three crew members.

"Let's go, the Alabasta arc is over." Fang Yu's fingertips brushed against Carrot's rabbit ears, which were covered in sand. Perona's ghost dress had just begun to ripple, and Brook's skeletal hand was still suspended in mid-air when the three of them turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Splash!"

Waves lapped against the hull of the Ghost Radish, Carrot's wet claws trembled as Xiang Tian: "W-W-W-was that a star that fell down?!"

As everyone looked up, they saw the meteorite, which blotted out the sky, rubbing against the atmosphere and bursting out with intense red light, casting a shadow over half of Alabasta's capital.

Fujitora sheath, and his bronze-colored face turned to Fang Yu, whose figure had reappeared. "The net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. If you are willing to bind your own wrists, this old man can petition the Fleet Admiral."

"What crime have I committed?" Fang Yu retorted.

"Impel Down, attacked two Shichibukai, and caused trouble in Alabasta. These are all evidence of your crimes."

"My incriminating evidence?" Fang Yu suddenly interrupted with the Batman Who Laughs, crushing the fragments of Crocodile's Golden Hook with the sole of his shoe. "Impel Down can lock away ambition, but it can't lock away this unjust world!" He suddenly lowered his voice, "Those who are blind to the heart will see royalty dancing with hyenas. Unfortunately, your Mind's Eye has long been clouded. What's that saying again? A knife cuts the flesh, but the heart cuts the soul. If you can say such a thing, it means you're blind!"

With a hum, the Cane Sword Fujitora drawn three inches from its sheath, and sand and gravel floated around Fujitora like a star ring. "What a silver tongue! Even if you can Body Flicker Technique..." Before he finished speaking, Fang Yu was already sitting cross-legged on a rock pillar twenty meters away, eating an apple. He accurately threw the apple core at Fujitora, who drew his Fujitora and chopped the core in half.

"What a pity, it seems the probability of Ability User attaching themselves to nearby fruit upon death isn't very high," Fang Yu wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth. "Since you know I can Body Flicker Technique, where did you get that confident look on your face?"

Fujitora suddenly staggered half a step, and the gravity field that had been locking onto Fang Yu froze.

Yes!

He can Teleportation!

What good are meteorites?

Under Fujitora's powerful Observation Haki, Fang Yu's figure disappeared.

The mast of the Ghost Radish creaked in the Havok. When Fang Yu appeared, leaning against the mainsail, the meteorite was smashing the entire desert into a dazzling sea of crystal.

"Look! The sand is glowing!" Carrot's rabbit ears curled up from the Heat Wave, but she still pointed into the distance and exclaimed.

Tens of thousands of tons of molten quartz flowed like liquid gold between the sand dunes, and the meteorites summoned by Fujitora transformed Crocodile's sandstorm into an amber galaxy stretching for ten miles.

Perona's ghost umbrella was already curled at the edges. "Idiot! Is this the time to admire the scenery?!" She grabbed Brook by the ribs and shook him. "That blind old man can summon meteorites with a flick of his wrist, and from now on..."

"Heh heh, maybe I should consider buying a huge life insurance policy?" Brook's fingers slipped on the strings. "Tathagata a funeral march?"

Fang Yu suddenly placed his hands on the shoulders of the three of them, and the gradually collapsing meteorite crater was reflected in his Sharingan: "The Navy specially saw us off, what a grand gesture—" He turned to Vivi, who had been pulled onto the ship with the Flying Thunder God, and winked at her, "More spectacular than the farewell dance in Alabasta, right?"

As the sails of the Ghost Radish billowed in the salty sea breeze, the first drop of rain fell on Vivi's trembling eyelashes.

She suddenly loosened her grip on the gunwale and Xiang Tian in confusion.

"It's raining." Perona's ghost umbrella was getting wet from the raindrops, and she stared blankly at the expanding water stains on its surface. "It's really raining."

The entire desert trembled amidst the thunder.

The rain washed over Crocodile's meticulously crafted Sand Table capital, and the intrigues and ravines drawn by the Sand Crocodile with its Golden Hook were now being filled in by the rain, becoming winding streams.

On the walls of Alubarna, the tips of the Standing Army's spears dripped a mixture of crimson and clear water. Suddenly, a rebel soldier threw away his rusty scimitar, picked up his helmet, and drank the rainwater voraciously.

Vivi's sobs mingled with the downpour as she covered her face and wept bitterly, making it impossible to tell whether the water on her face was tears or rain.

Perona watched Vivi's figure from the side, then looked at Fang Yu's back.

I always felt that Vivi at this moment resembled those who regained their shadows after Moria was defeated by Fang Yu on Thriller Bark.

"Alright, stop crying." Fang Yu walked up to Vivi. "Until your father pays the ransom, you'll stay on the ship and help Carrot cook for the time being."

"Oh right, that duck is now also part of my ship's property."

The day after Crocodile's "fall".

Sengoku slammed the gilded bounty Wanted Poster heavily onto the conference table. Vice Admiral Tsuru traced the dense notes next to the "Duke-Duke Fruit" with his fingertips. "Fujitora's report mentioned that he could simultaneously unleash five elemental attacks, and he seems to possess Spatial Jump abilities."

The Fleet Admiral's cloak moved automatically even without wind. "The Five Elders demand a redefinition of the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia."

"This is really troublesome!" Sengoku slammed his fist on the desk. "This guy created a miniature forest miracle in Alabasta. He seems to be Logia Type, but he also has abilities similar to Kizaru. If this guy continues to be active on the high seas, then it's only a matter of time before he becomes a pirate like the Four Emperors!"

The crane beside him nodded. "Give the order."

"Um!"

In a turbulent sea in the New World, the deck of the Moby Dick suddenly erupted with the aroma of alcohol.

Marco leaped down from the mast, newspaper in hand. "Dad! That newbie who took down Crocodile!"

"Glug glug glug!" Whitebeard downed three barrels of rum, the aura of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit swirling around his naginata. "Six hundred and thirty million? That's a crazy increase compared to Shanks' back then!"

Diamond Jozu took a sip of his drink. "I heard this kid covered an entire desert with forests?" His loud voice startled the News Coo, "Is he going to steal business from the Green-haired Swordsman?!"

The Queen Mama Chanter was currently shrouded in pink thunderclouds. Big Mom was tearing at the edge of Fang Yu's Wanted Poster, creamy syrup dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Mama Mama! Perospero!"

She suddenly slapped the photo on her son's chest, exclaiming, "Grab this kid and marry him to Pudding! Their child will definitely be able to lead the Sweet Commanders!"

"But...but, Mom," Charlotte Perospero hesitated, "How old is Pudding?"

"Why worry about that! I'm having the baby, so I'll have it!"

A deafening roar of Wolf Fang Club echoed from the dome of Onigashima Kaido, wielding a gourd of sake, smashed through a ten-meter-thick rock wall. "Jack! King! Find out the truth for me!" His azure dragon scales gleamed faintly in Laozi drunken state. "This kid, if he's interested, I can give him a seat!"

The Red Hair Pirates ' banquet fell into an unusual silence.

Ben Beckman's smoke rings swirled around the words "Teleportation" on the Wanted Poster: "Spatial Ability even more troublesome than Kizaru's."

Shanks suddenly laughed and nailed the wanted poster to the bow of the Red Voss: "A new era is about to begin!"

In the shadows, a fat man gritted his teeth, grumbling, "Heh heh heh! This kind of fruit should belong to Laozi!"

His bloodshot eyes were almost pressed against the newspaper photo. "Just wait. Wait until I get it, until I get that."

Having just finished a banquet with Jinbe, Fire Fist Ace was lying on a burning boat, gazing at the starry sky. "I never expected, Yu, that you'd already taken down two Shichibukai. I need to step up my game!"

The moonlight bathed the kitchen of the Ghost Radish in a silvery frost, Carrot's ruffled rabbit ears look quite adorable.

She clutched the moldy, blackened pineapple in her paws, its fuzz covered in sticky green mycelium. "Which bastard shoved rotten fruit into my carrot basket?!"

Vivi and her duck mount ran over. "No, I didn't do it!"

The duck kept shaking its head.

Perona, still half-asleep in her ghostly pajamas, floated over, then suddenly widened her eyes. "Stupid rabbit! This is Devil Fruit!"

Perona's fingertips trembled as she pointed to the surface of the pineapple. The spiral patterns faintly visible beneath the mold spots clearly indicated that it was a genuine Devil Fruit.

Brook arrived at the sound, "Yohoho~ Although I'm a skeleton without a nose," his empty eye sockets suddenly flashed with a sharp light, "This aura of the curse of the sea is definitely not wrong!"

Fang Yu squeezed through the doorway, grabbed the pineapple, and said, "The Sand Crocodile's legacy, I never expected this." He sniffed it and smelled a strong stench emanating from it. "I thought we hadn't gotten our hands on this thing, but it turned out it ended up on our ship."

"Captain," Brook asked, "What should we do with this fruit? Sell it?"

In everyone's eyes, Fang Yu is a Devil Fruit User, so the answer of eating him is naturally ruled out.

"Not for sale, I'll keep it as a collector's item."

After saying that, he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had some more sand on him, and the Sand-Sand Fruit had been placed in the fruit storage room below the desert.

"Let's go, set sail!"

"Speed up and head to Cocoyasi Village!"

Fang Yu had something he didn't say aloud, but kept it to himself.

"Hurry! I need to eat the Rumble-Rumble Fruit!"

The city ruins gasped for breath under the blood-red setting sun. In the city center, there was a dark hole that covered half of the city, and at the edge of the hole, there were the last traces of Human Civilization.

The shattered glass facade of Manhattan reflected the hunched figures of the last few zombies, creating a tragic scene.

A beam of Golden Light suddenly split open in the sky, and the image of the Thousand-Armed Kannon appeared in mid-air, its gilded light scorching the earth like a blazing sun!

Each swing of Guanyin's giant arms was accompanied by thunder. When her fists struck, the rotting flesh and bones of the zombies burst open like tomatoes, and the pus and blood were evaporated into a scarlet mist before they could even splatter.

"Having witnessed that day's battle, I now believe that even gods are human." On the overpass, a Ghoul, clutching a zombie's spine, trembled with shock.

Several Ghoul behind him stopped eating, witnessing the street swept by Guanyin 'Fist Wind, and even felt that there were fewer and fewer zombies now, and they would have to go to other cities to avoid starving to death.

On the street, Fang Yu maintained the posture of the Thousand-Hand Strike Move, and the sweat on his back muscles reflected Golden Light. There were some black marks between his eyebrows and eyes, which looked a bit like dark circles, but he looked very healthy.

"Natural Energy is too scarce."

Fang Yu made a comment, Ashley's Harley Motorcycle ran over the zombie's hands in the distance, screeching to a halt and whipping up a wave of blood.

"Double cheese and bacon." She tossed the hamburger, which arced through the air. "Ada Wong is looking for you."

Fang Yu took the hamburger and took a bite. "Okay, you can go back now."

"Huh?! Wait a minute!"

Before Ashley could finish speaking, Fang Yu had already vanished from the spot using the Flying Thunder God technique.

Inside the glass dome of the Empire State Building, Ada Wong led Fang Yu to a quiet room. The room was simply furnished with only a wooden table and a few chairs. The dim yellow light swayed gently, reflecting her slightly tired but expectant face.

She took a deep breath, looked up at Fang Yu, and said with a pleading look in her eyes, "I have a request for you, which concerns the survival of Human Civilization. I hope you can grant it."

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression full of doubt, and waited quietly for her to continue.

Ada Wong paused, then slowly said, "In this post-apocalyptic world, I need the power of Ghoul to protect Ashley with all my might. She is humanity's last hope, but this is not a long-term solution. Humanity needs new life."

At this point, her eyes lit up, and her tone became somewhat urgent. "So, I'd like to ask you and Ashley to team up for a basketball game, 1v1. Let's just say it's for the sake of continuing human life."

Fang Yu was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "A basketball game? What does that have to do with the spark of Human Civilization?"

Ada Wong lowered her head slightly, a blush rising on her cheeks, her voice tinged with shyness yet unwavering determination. "As long as Ashley is pregnant, humanity will have new sparks and seeds to sow, allowing it to continue."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's brows furrowed instantly, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. He raised his voice and said, "What do you take me for? A stud? How can you be so hasty about something like this!"

Seeing this, Ada Wong's eyes reddened slightly. She took a step forward, clasped her hands together, and said almost pleadingly, "I'm begging you. In this Extremis, Human Civilization is on the verge of collapse. For the future of humanity, to leave a glimmer of hope for this world, please, I'm shamelessly begging you. Do you want to see this world disappear?"

The previous incident also made Ada Wong and the other natives realize what the world would face if all of humanity disappeared.

Therefore, even the Ghoul wouldn't do anything to Ashley, the only human.

However, if there is only one human, some unexpected things are bound to happen.

Moreover, when Ashley gets old, what will sustain the world?

Ada Wong's voice trembled slightly, her eyes filled with pleading and despair. At this moment, the fate of all lives hung in the balance of Fang Yu's decision.

"It's not that we can't talk about it at all."

Upon hearing this answer, Ada Wong immediately stepped forward. "What are the conditions?"

Fang Yu thought for a moment, "Aren't you talking about a 1-on-1 basketball game? That's so boring."

Ada Wong blushed. "W-what do you mean?"

"I'd like to play 1v2 until Ashley gets tired, then you can switch on defense."

Ada Wong pursed her lips. Although she was a top agent, this was something she wasn't used to.

"Okay, I was just kidding." Fang Yu shrugged, Ada Wong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures that looked exactly like Fang Yu appeared in the room.

Everyone spoke in unison to Ada Wong: "We want 12v2."

Easter egg: "Pfft pfft pfft pat pat pat".

"For the future of humanity!"

"Emission!"