Luo's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head in disappointment.
Seeing this, Roy placed his large hand on Roy's head and smiled at Kureha.
" Dr. Kureha, Luo has eaten the Op-Op Fruit."
"You should know about the power of the Op-Op Fruit, right?"
Kureha paused.
The atmosphere in the hall subtly changed.
The Op-Op Fruit. Devil Fruit worth 5 billion Beli. It grants the incredible ability to Eternal Youth Surgery.
Kureha was silent for several seconds, then shook her head and took a big gulp of wine. "You should have said so earlier. You made the old woman waste half her time."
She stood up, took a stack of yellowed medical books from the bookshelf, and threw them on the table.
The treatment plan needs to be adjusted.
With the Op-Op Fruit, the old woman only needs to help you fully understand the molecular structure of the Amber Lead Disease virus—once the structure is clear, you can use your abilities to precisely remove the toxins from your blood.
Luo was stunned. "It's that simple?"
"Simple?"
Kureha scoffed, "Kid, do you know how complex the molecular structure of Amber Lead Disease is?"
The old woman studied it for over ten years but still couldn't fully understand it.
Now we're going to cram all this information into your head; it'll be enough to give you a real headache."
She pulled out the thickest book from the stack of medical books and slammed it down in front of Luo.
"Start with this book. Memorize it all within a month."
Luo looked at the medical book, which was thicker than a brick, and his lips twitched.
What if I can't memorize it?
"Then keep memorizing. Keep memorizing until you can."
Luo fell silent.
Then he turned to the first page and began to read.
Yamato leaned over for a glance; the pages were filled with technical terms and molecular structure diagrams, making her dizzy and causing her to quickly shrink back.
"Luo, keep it up!" she cheered him on with a fist pump.
Luo ignored her, his eyes fixed on the pages of the book.
Roy watched this scene and a smile crept onto his lips.
This kid, when he gets serious, he actually looks quite convincing.
After Kureha settled Roy in, she called Roy to the next room.
"That little brat's illness, the old woman can cure," she said bluntly, "But the old woman's fees aren't cheap."
Roy nodded. "What are the conditions?"
Kureha leaned against the window, gazing at the village at the foot of the mountain shrouded in snow, her eyes turning cold.
"Help the old woman solve the problem on Drum Island —that bastard king named Wapol."
"What kind of 'doctor hunting' is he doing? He's killing or driving away the doctors on Drum Island."
Although the old woman wasn't afraid of him, she was unhappy to see her colleagues being treated like this.
Roy didn't hesitate. "Deal."
Kureha turned around and stared at him. "Aren't you going to ask Wapol what his strength is? How many men does he have under his command?"
"Unimportant."
Kureha paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
"Interesting! Very interesting!" She took a swig of wine.
"That's true. With your strength, Heavenly Dao Roy, dealing with Wapol is really no big deal!"
That night.
Roy, along with Tesoro and Lafitte, left the castle without a sound.
The three of them stepped onto a platform formed by their Telekinesis and floated down from the Drum Mountain, passing through layers of snow and wind, and landed on a cliff near the royal palace.
The royal palace on Drum Island is built halfway up the main peak, its gray-white stone walls blending seamlessly with the surrounding snowscape.
The palace walls were high and the watchtowers were numerous. Patrolling soldiers, wearing thick fur coats and carrying long swords, walked back and forth on the city walls.
Roy's Telekinesis Field unfolded silently.
The patrolling soldiers' eyes widened in confusion.
They saw Roy and his two companions, but the information their brains received was distorted by Telekinesis.
In their eyes, Roy and his two companions were nothing more than three blurry shadows, no different from a passing snowstorm.
The three of them swaggered into the main gate of the palace.
None of the soldiers along the way noticed anything unusual.
The three walked through the long corridor, around the garden, and into the depths of the palace.
Wapol's bedroom was at the end of the corridor.
Two burly guards standing at the door collapsed to the ground instantly under Roy's Mental Shock.
Tesoro flashed into view of the two guards, supporting their limp bodies to prevent them from making any noise and causing unnecessary trouble.
After dealing with the guards,
Lafitte pushed open the door to the bedroom.
The fireplace in the bedroom was burning brightly.
Wapol lay on the bed, snoring loudly.
A satisfied smile still lingered on his chubby face; he was probably having a sweet dream.
Roy used his Telekinesis to silently subdue Wapol from his sleep.
Wapol's body stiffened for a moment, then he sat up in bed like a marionette and opened his eyes.
Those eyes were unfocused, empty like two glass beads.
Lafitte stepped forward, stared into Wapol's eyes, and activated the Clone-Clone Fruit in conjunction with his hypnotic ability.
" Wapol, take us to your treasure vault."
Wapol nodded blankly, stood up, and walked towards the door.
"Your Majesty?" The guards at the door saw Wapol come out and quickly bowed.
Wapol ignored them and walked straight to the other end of the corridor.
Roy and his two companions followed behind, at a leisurely pace.
After passing through three corridors, two hidden doors, and a downward spiral stone staircase, Wapol stopped in front of a huge iron gate.
There was no keyhole on the iron gate, only a metal plate about the size of a palm.
Wapol placed his palm on the metal plate.
The metal plate glowed with a faint blue light, and after scanning his palm print, a clicking mechanical sound came from inside the iron door.
The door opened.
Tesoro's eyes instantly transformed into the Beli symbol.
treasure house.
A true treasure trove.
Piles of gold were stacked like small mountains, and jewelry was scattered all over the ground. Rubies, sapphires, and diamonds refracted a breathtaking light under the lamplight.
The shelves against the wall were filled with antiques—porcelain from hundreds of years ago, a crown from an unknown kingdom, and several ceremonial swords inlaid with jewels.
The boxes in the corner were stacked neatly, and when you opened them, you saw that they were filled with neatly stacked Beli banknotes.
"That bastard king, how much wealth he has plundered from the people..."
Tesoro gritted his teeth, but his hand had already reached for the gold uncontrollably.
Roy glanced at him. "Stop."
Without saying a word, Tesoro started stuffing things into his storage bag.
Gold, jewelry, antiques, cash—everything was included.
He packed things faster Enel could use his lightning bolt; his hands were practically blurry.
Roy did not participate in the moving.
His gaze fell on a locked cabinet at the deepest part of the vault.
Telekinesis, I probed into the lock cylinder and gently turned it.
Click.
The cabinet door opened.
Inside were only a few documents, a royal seal, and a box carelessly tossed in a corner.
Roy picked up the box and opened it.
A pale purple fruit lay quietly inside.
The surface is covered with spiral patterns, shaped like an open mouth.
Roy took out the fruit encyclopedia and turned to the corresponding page.
Paramecia: Munch-Munch Fruit.
Ability: Devours everything and converts it into its own power.
It can fuse, modify, and recombine the matter it devours, and even combine inorganic and organic matter to create entirely new forms of matter.
The user of the ability will also gain corresponding attribute enhancements from the substances they consume.
Roy closed the encyclopedia, a smile playing on his lips.