Based on the appearance of this devil fruit, Abel really couldn't tell what its power was.
So before going back, he planned to get a "Devil Fruit Illustrated Book" for comparison.
It would be best if it was a Devil Fruit whose abilities have been recorded, and he would know it well.
But it doesn’t matter even if it’s a Devil Fruit with unknown abilities.
Even if he doesn't eat it, he can still sell it for money, or if anyone follows him wholeheartedly in the future, he can use it to strengthen his men.
He already had everything in hand, wouldn't someone really ask him to hand it over selflessly?
Anyway, no one knows what is hidden inside, and it will be whatever he says.
And most importantly, can this thing be sold to the system? !
The moment he touched this devil fruit, the dog system immediately popped up a prompt.
[High-value trading items detected, it is recommended to sell them to the mall in exchange for trading points]
Mark key words: high value, recommended sale, exchange for trading points.
Then he tried it, and the system mall directly gave him a recycling price of 1,500 trading points.
It's probably about the same price as an ordinary purple-quality product.
He knows very well that the recycling price is usually 20% lower than the selling price, or even more!
In other words, the value of a Devil Fruit is definitely higher than 1500 trading points!
Recalling that as long as you obtain the [Intermediate Trading Qualification], you can issue a [Prayer Order]...
Abel decisively chose not to sell!
Obviously selling to the system mall is definitely the most unfavorable and the most desperate way.
From his understanding, in this case, if the word 'suggestion' is added, most of it can be understood as 'not recommended'!
No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the most correct way to use it was to issue [Prayer Orders] in exchange for resources of equal value that he needed.
And to put it another way, if one day he really needs trading points urgently, he can still sell them in time. There is no need to cut off his escape route at this time.
And then in Sydney the black rat...oh no, now it's Sydney the white rat.
He found the crumpled treasure map on the white rat Sydney, which he had rubbed, then chopped off the other person's head and threw the body into the cellar.
He was going to throw a few bombs inside and completely destroy the corpses.
In this way, even if someone later suspects that he took something, they can only doubt it without evidence.
Does anyone dare to come to Don Quixote's family to control whether he can collect debts?
. . . . . . .
"Hawkins, where are we going? Are you going to tell people again?"
"The Godes Theater."
After the freckled girl asked for the Nth time, Hawkins finally gave the answer.
"Ah? Godes Theater?! What are you going to do there? Watch a musical? Didn't it mean that the boss there and the actress who played Princess Oran were brutally murdered by the murderer?"
The freckled girl shouted out in surprise, then she noticed the strange looks from the people around her and immediately lowered her voice.
"Out of curiosity, I divined where the murderer was hiding in advance. According to the divination results, the probability that the murderer is still hiding in the Goddess Theater is 95%..."
"Then you still dare to come! No, come back with me, it's too dangerous!"
The freckled girl immediately became anxious when she heard this. Although she didn't really believe in divination herself, this friend beside her had made 'prophecies' many times before, and all of them had come true!
Normally, she could have said she didn't believe it, but in such a dangerous matter, she really couldn't be willful.
"No, I am here just to verify the accuracy of the divination results."
Hawkins shook his head. In fact, there was another reason he didn't say. This time he came here specially. In addition to verifying the accuracy, he also performed divination for himself twice. The survival rate was 99%, which meant that he almost didn't know how to tell. There is any danger.
Another measure is luck, which is about 50%.
He once tried to guess the heads and tails of a falling coin when his luck reached 80%. He guessed a hundred times and finally guessed correctly 81 times!
And on that day, he picked up money 13 times and won the grand prize in the store for the drinks he bought casually.
Of course, that situation is simply rare.
Under normal circumstances, a 10% luck rate for ordinary people would be pretty good.
Today, he is 50%!
This means that he will gain a lot from this trip.
"You go back first, I'll be fine."
Hawkins' insistence made the freckled girl stamp her feet twice, but in the end she was still worried and ran after him.
Turning this corner, you can see the Godes Theater.
But at this moment, a loud explosion caused commotion in the surrounding area.
In front of Hawkins and the freckled girl, the place they were going to suddenly burst into flames and filled with thick black smoke!
"It's so dangerous. If we had gotten here earlier..."
The freckled girl kept patting her peak, which was beginning to take shape, obviously very scared.
But Hawkins couldn't help but frown.
Because this is different from the result of his divination!
So he immediately took out the tarot cards he carried with him again, and started to divine again regardless of the noisy environment and people running back and forth.
He was so focused that he didn't even notice when Abel walked past him.
"Why? How could it be different?"
Near the Goedes Theater, Hawkins muttered to himself in a daze.
Just now, he once again divined his luck today.
The result is only a mere 1%!
That is inferior to even ordinary people.
Rapidly falling from 50% to 1%... This has never happened before, as if someone took away all his luck.
Hawkins looked puzzledly at the Goedes Theater, which was still on fire, and suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart.
"What's wrong, Hawkins? Your face suddenly turned ugly."
The girl's caring tone brought Hawkins back to his senses. He sighed, put away the tarot cards, and shook the feeling out of his head, "It's nothing, let's go back."
"You don't want to read it? ...Yeah, it's all burned like this. Even if there is really a murderer hidden inside, he's definitely dead."
"Um."
"Do you think this fire might have been caused by the murderer? To cover up the crime he committed?"
"Um."
"What, you just know how to deal with people with 'uh huh'. Next time you run out to tell someone a fortune, don't ask me to cover you. Hey, wait for me, why are you leaving so fast..."
Under the sunlight, their figures grew longer and longer.
