One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

Even with a cooldown period of up to 30 days, it's still a sure-fire way to make money!

After all, there are just too many suicidal and deserving-to-die guys in the world of One Piece. Squeezing every last bit of value out of these scumbags is something everyone would love to see.

It has a similar effect to Big Mom's use of the Soul Fruit to plunder the lifespan of the residents within her jurisdiction.

However, Abel would not target innocent people, much less children in order to achieve better results.

Although he doesn't consider himself a good person, he is a bad person with his own bottom line.

He can still control himself, knowing what he can and cannot do.

Abel never expected that the harvest would be so great.

In theory, he could even live forever by absorbing this ability.

But theory is always just theory.

Dealing with him is also simple: just kill him or exile him to some deserted place and let him fend for himself.

Thinking about it this way, the excitement of feeling invincible immediately subsided.

"We can't be too happy yet. We can celebrate with champagne after we overthrow the Celestial Dragons' rule and kill that Im-sama."

After regaining consciousness, Abel first opened the system shop and looked around. Finding nothing worth buying, he then accumulated his transaction points.

He now has 32100 trading points.

After accumulating more experience, he began preparing to undergo tests and obtain higher trading qualifications.

After all, most of the products refreshed in the current system store are no longer sufficient to meet his current needs.

He wants something better!

Chapter 779 Everyone Eager to Donate Blood

"President!"

"Okay, you guys can go out now."

"Yes!"

……

Inside the makeshift dungeon, a group of vicious pirates were imprisoned.

These pirates were imprisoned here because they were reckless and failed in their challenge against the Dragon Hunter Guild.

Unless someone comes to their rescue, their fate is either death or being sold for a bounty.

Even if they wanted to surrender, it depended on whether Abel would accept them.

After all, given the current development trend of the Dragon Hunter Guild, it really doesn't lack people.

And from then on, these pirate prisoners had another use.

Ignoring the curses and pleas for mercy around him, Abel chose the first lucky one to be used in his experiment, as if selecting pork.

In the end, they chose the youngest one, who should be in his early twenties.

The reason is that the other person looks healthy, like someone who has lived a long life.

It's definitely not because this guy is the one who curses the most harshly and rudely among all these people.

Abel opened the cell door and walked straight in, grabbing the other man's head with one hand.

Even on the verge of death, his mouth still stinks.

Abel sneered and immediately activated his Devouring skill.

Suddenly, the man let out a scream, and blood rushed to his head, flowing out of the seven orifices on his head.

Next, all the flesh and bones in the body were compressed until the head exploded.

In the end, even his soul couldn't escape, merging into the red blood orb in Abel's hand.

This red blood cell is the life essence extracted from a person's flesh, bones, internal organs, and soul!

Then, under Abel's gaze, all the essence of life flowed into his body through his palm.

Although this essence of life cannot make him stronger, it increases his life energy, allowing him to live longer.

And just as he had guessed, this essence of life added about 240 days to his lifespan.

In other words, the unlucky guy who just sacrificed himself only had about 65 years left to live, making him a useless piece of trash.

Overall, however, Abel was quite satisfied.

When I went outside, the other prisoners in the cells were completely silent and dared not make a sound anymore.

The piercing screams from just now still seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

When your life and death are in the hands of others, it's best to keep a low profile and avoid showing off.

That brat who used to talk the most and show off the most is probably in big trouble now.

that's the truth.

"Have someone clean it thoroughly."

After he went out, Abel gave some instructions.

Since these pirate prisoners have become valuable again and can be exploited, it is only natural to improve their living conditions.

If it's too dirty, it will affect his mood.

And he genuinely hoped that these people could live longer.

Don't let him waste this once-a-month opportunity.

After testing the new effects of the title, Abel issued a new order, calling on everyone to... donate blood!

He hadn't forgotten the conditions for releasing [Noble Phantasm: River of the Dead].

The need for a thousand doses of blood does not mean that a thousand people have to be killed.

With so many members in the Dragon Hunter Guild, if everyone contributes some, it will be enough for several uses.

It won't kill anyone, and it can be reused repeatedly—isn't that great!

Moreover, he doesn't let people donate blood for free; once a certain amount of blood is donated, you can receive guild contribution points as a reward.

This is much more effective than giving money!

When the task was assigned, everyone who came along went crazy scrambling to get it.

It's just drawing some blood, what's there to be afraid of!

Like most of the outer minions of the Dragon Hunter Guild, they might die any day now. If they don't fight now, when will they?

Even Abel hadn't expected so many people to respond so readily, crowding the blood-drawing area.

Some people even wish they could donate all the blood in their bodies.

This left Abel somewhat amused and exasperated, so he could only send people to maintain order and have people queue up.

They also issued an order that each person's blood donation limit should not exceed a certain amount per donation, to prevent people from being taken advantage of and to prevent someone from actually dying from blood loss during a donation.

Abel went to great lengths for these silly creatures.

In less than a day, he had collected enough blood from a thousand people, and then he took out the [Noble Phantasm: River of the Dead].

This palm-sized black coffin really could absorb blood; in the blink of an eye, it drained the blood of a thousand people.

It appeared to have a faint, blood-red glow flickering on it, as if it had come to life and was no longer an inanimate object.

Moreover, it seems to be able to continue absorbing blood, increasing the time available for the next use.

But Abel did not do that. Instead, he had Judge set up a blood bank to store all the blood collected from everyone in order to prepare for any eventuality.

His thinking was this: if they can't even handle an army of 300 million undead, what difference does it make whether it lasts for ten minutes or twenty minutes?

We need to find an opportunity to try it out.

Little did Abel know that his bizarre and inexplicable actions had completely baffled Kalifa, who was always by his side.

She always felt that Abel was up to something big behind her back.

Or perhaps there's some secret she's completely unaware of.

This also made her very depressed.

After all, it's not easy to get into the core circle of the Dragon Hunter Guild.

Don't let her current position as the chairman's personal secretary fool you; she handles many things.

In reality, she was only responsible for the usual trivial matters; she had no access to the truly important decisions.

Kalifa had considered taking a gamble and pushing herself to the next level.

I believe that once that kind of relationship happens, she will no longer be so guarded.

However, she somewhat overestimated her own charm and underestimated her potential competitors.

As a result, the progress is stuck here, neither going up nor down, which is very frustrating.

What's even more infuriating is that she discovered Abel was missing that day, and she couldn't find him anywhere.

I had to ask someone else to find out that the president had gone out to sea in a small boat that morning.

Not only did he not intend to take her along, he didn't even tell her.

This infuriated Kalifa, especially since she had gone out of her way to change into high heels and a pink bodycon skirt today.

Despite my anger, the task still had to be completed.

She could only find out where he went, what he did, and who he met after he returned.

However, since Abel wasn't taking her with him, he naturally wouldn't let her know.

Because the place he went to was Frostmoon Village in the East Sea!

After many years, he had long wanted to visit his master, Koushirou, and learn some more about swordsmanship.

Abel also wanted to know what level he was at now.