Eating a Devil Fruit

In the original story.

Machvise could easily raise his weight to a hundred tons, a thousand tons, or even ten thousand tons. Calling it exaggerated was fair, but calling it unexaggerated was also fair.

One reason this Devil Fruit had become one of Wilton's targets was because it was simple and brutal.

When his weight reached a thousand or ten thousand tons, one punch should let his enemies experience the destructive aesthetics of overwhelming force. This was no mere matter of crying for too long.

However, the Ton-Ton Fruit also had a flaw.

The momentum created when increasing one's own weight would instead inflict damage on the user. Yet for Wilton, this was not a disadvantage but a highly desirable benefit.

He could use it to train Iron Body and Armament Haki.

As long as his body's endurance improved, the corresponding momentum should become negligible. Wilton was not as frail as Machvise.

He could handle it completely.

Perhaps he would even rely on this flaw for training in the future, like Kaido jumping off cliffs to commit suicide as a form of training.

Besides, Wilton planned to eat a second Devil Fruit in the future. His first choice would be a Mythical Zoan. With the Golden Finger and the physical boost granted by a Mythical Zoan, wouldn't he be one-punching little brats?

Furthermore.

Some Devil Fruit abilities were actually quite similar, and some even had superior and inferior versions.

For example, among Crocodile's subordinates captured in Alabasta, there was that fashionable, beautiful woman named Miss Valentine.

She had eaten the Press-Press Fruit.

It also changed the user's body weight, but its upper limit ranged from one kilogram to ten thousand kilograms. Unlike the Ton-Ton Fruit, it could not be developed to a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand tons.

As for whether ten thousand tons was the limit, he would only know after eating it or developing it to its fullest.

Then there was the Press-Press Fruit of the future Marine Admiral Fujitora. That man's ability directly controlled gravity, or bestowed gravity upon objects.

The two abilities looked very similar.

However, the Press-Press Fruit and Ton-Ton Fruit clearly worked on their users themselves, whereas the Press-Press Fruit controlled gravity externally.

It was hard to say which was stronger.

After all, a person's strength was not measured solely by their Devil Fruit. There were also physical skills, Haki, weapons, and so on.

Compared to Zoans and Logia-types, Paramecias had far too many varied types and abilities. Some could destroy heaven and earth, while others were as useless as chicken ribs.

But broadly speaking, they could still be divided into several categories: superhuman bodies, creation, localized abilities, control, and so on.

Even before Wilton ate the Ton-Ton Fruit, he had guessed what its awakened ability would be. Aside from freely controlling his own weight, he would probably be able to control the weight of other objects as well, much like the Press-Press Fruit.

By then, perhaps even a small pebble in Wilton's hand could carry the weight of a mountain.

Imagine Wilton, ten thousand meters in the air, hurling a fifty-meter-thick iron rod with extreme heat resistance, then increasing its weight beyond ten thousand tons.

What kind of destruction would it cause when it struck an island?

The Ton-Ton Fruit also happened to work with his First Skill, Explosive Double Axes, and his second skill, Feverish Spin. It was practically tailor-made for him.

There are too many tempting Devil Fruits. This one suits me perfectly—simple and brutal, the kind that breaks through all techniques with sheer force.

What I lack right now is attack power. Combined with the Golden Finger in the future, it'll be like adding wings to a tiger.

Its weakness can also feed back into my training of Iron Body and Armament Haki.

Weight is power.

The Ton-Ton Fruit has enough offensive power, the Golden Finger gives me a huge health bar, and Iron Body and Armament Haki make me durable. I'll be tough and hit hard, able to take hits and dish them out. A perfect choice.

Wilton thought for a while, then opened his mouth and bit down.

He would capture Blackbeard in the future anyway, study Blackbeard, become Blackbeard. He was definitely getting a second Devil Fruit.

It was visible to the naked eye.

Wilton's resolute face gradually turned bluish-purple. The taste was so terrible that he nearly vomited up his stomach acid.

Forcing down the nausea, Wilton ate the entire Ton-Ton Fruit.

"Starting at ten tons?"

"I can float too."

About ten minutes later, Wilton had finished adapting.

He had gained the ability to freely control his own weight. Only ten minutes after eating it, he could already raise his weight to ten tons.

He could also reduce his weight to the minimum and slowly float off the ground like a balloon.

Everyone's physical condition was apparently different. Wilton would bet that after Machvise ate the Ton-Ton Fruit, he could not have immediately raised his weight to ten tons or made himself float.

"It really is like lifting a weight as though it were light."

Wilton increased his weight to ten tons, raised his hands and clenched his fists, then casually moved around for a few steps. He found that he felt no different from usual.

His speed was unaffected.

But if Wilton went outside and walked on muddy ground without controlling his weight, he would definitely leave several footprints.

Another possibility was that Wilton's current body was fully capable of matching ten tons, just as a normal person weighing sixty to seventy-five kilograms was normal.

But if they weighed more than one hundred and fifty kilograms, their speed, endurance, and so on would be affected because their body could not keep up.

If Wilton's body could keep up, then in the future, even at a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand tons, he could still move as lightly as if carrying nothing, no different from usual.

Perhaps that was why, when Machvise raised his weight to a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand tons, his method of attack was to fall from the sky and crush his enemies. He had to use a shield for cushioning and endure the reverse momentum, rather than fight by throwing punches carrying the weight of a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand tons.

Because his body and weight were not equal.

He could not withstand it.

So he was extremely clumsy and fragile.

Most importantly, Machvise's tonnage was clearly watered down, pure exaggeration. Otherwise, wouldn't that giant warrior Heilong from the original story have been able to send ten thousand tons flying with a single punch?

Absurd did not mean that absurd.

Very soon.

Wilton reduced his weight to the minimum again, then began floating off the ground. At first glance, this ability did not seem particularly useful, but at critical moments, it could save his life.

He could also use it to fly with the wind for extended periods.

If naval battles broke out in the future, the chances of falling into the sea would be greatly reduced.

That was also one of the reasons Wilton had chosen to eat it.

"Just as I thought!"

"All Devil Fruits are built upon a powerful body."

Through repeated experiments, Wilton discovered that when he used his ability, such as maintaining his weight at ten tons, his stamina was consumed faster than usual.

Reducing his weight, on the other hand, consumed almost no stamina.

Developing the Ton-Ton Fruit was also simple. Like training Observation Haki, he just had to maintain it for as much of the day as possible, until his stamina was exhausted and his mind was fatigued.

The key was constant consumption, constant draining, constant recovery.

Iron Body and Armament Haki were the same, except they included tempering as well, since that provided bonus progress and sped things up, equivalent to activating a double experience card.

But he had no idea how long it would take to train them until he could maintain them at all times, around the clock.

If all these abilities were stacked together and trained simultaneously, even with Wilton's current physical condition, he probably would not be able to keep it up for long.

Let alone continue training for twenty-three out of every twenty-four hours as before.

His body simply could not keep up or endure it.

Even with cheats.

I still have to take it one step at a time. If necessary, I'll make the Summit War come one or two years later.

I have to become an Admiral during this period.

Right now, neither my reputation nor my strength is up to standard.

Wilton kept his weight at ten tons and began all kinds of high-difficulty fitness training while thinking.

Even with the solid foundation he had built over the previous five years, it seemed he could not gain enormous fame and matching strength in just a few short months.

He had been a little too idealistic before.