I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

The dark and damp prison, devoid of sunlight year-round, was teeming with mosquitoes. The tiny cubicle containing only a toilet was particularly foul-smelling.

Inside the prison, the members of the Baroque Works, who once dominated Alabasta, sat dejectedly.

Each person was still handcuffed with sea stone handcuffs.

"The food is really awful." Mr. 2 threw the food in his hand away.

"Oh dear, I really want to have a big meal."

"Damn it, it's all because of you, you bastard, that we failed at the last minute." Mr. 3's temper flared up instantly.

They came up ready to beat someone up right away.

Then, instead of beating someone up, he got beaten up himself.

"Hey ho ho, come on, Galtino, keep going." Mr. 2 beckoned with his finger.

“No, I’m not fighting anymore,” Gartino said, his face bruised and swollen.

"That won't do, that's a transvestite's boxing style. I'll fight, I'll fight."

"Alright, stop fighting. We're partners." The cold voice immediately stopped the two of them.

Even in prison, Mr. 1 still firmly holds the position of the strongest.

With a click, the cell door opened, and Dick stepped inside, followed by Vivi.

"Looks like you're doing well."

All prisoners: (ー`ー)

"Bullshit!" the prisoners shouted.

Dick raised an eyebrow.

"It seems you really want to go to jail. Alright, Vivi, let's go."

"Wait, wait, no, no, just say what you want to say, and I will definitely do as you say."

"Yes, yes, so do I."

They didn't want to stay in this lousy prison for even a day longer.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 77: The Incorporation of the Baroque Works

77.

"Very well, I'll give you two choices: one, death."

Everyone froze, a shiver running through them.

No, shouldn't they be sent to the navy for detention? What the hell is death?

"No, no, I choose number two."

"I also choose number two."

Everyone made their choices.

"Alright, in that case, Funcray, Galtino, and Daz Bonis, the three of you will be my subordinates from now on."

With a snap, the others quickly moved away from Mr. 2 and Mr. 3.

“Um,” Galtino’s hair curled into circles, and his body trembled.

"Crocodile, he..."

"He's dead. I killed him."

Everyone: o_o

“That, that’s a Shichibukai, how is that possible?” Bon Clay’s voice trembled.

It's not that they don't believe it, it's just that they are Shichibukai, not some small-time pirate.

Pale white flames appeared out of nowhere.

A strong sense of unease weighed on everyone's hearts, and the weaker among them almost fainted.

The Soul Flame possesses the power of soul pressure, similar to the intimidating effect of Conqueror's Haki.

Foncrab stared in horror at the flames and retreated hastily. Galtino's legs trembled, and his teeth chattered.

Even the strongest among them, Daz Bones, experienced difficulty breathing, a rapid heartbeat, and a general feeling of discomfort.

Dick took out a newspaper from two months ago.

The article above published news of the crocodile's death.

There is no doubt now.

Now that the sand crocodile is dead, there's no need to fear its revenge.

"willing,"

"I am willing."

Mr. 2 and Mr. 3 were overjoyed and had no more worries, so they both expressed their loyalty.

They even looked at each other with a provocative gaze.

In particular, Galtino has decided to compete for the title of number one lackey.

Mr. 1, however, closed his eyes.

He wouldn't serve under the man who killed his boss.

Everyone else, including Paula, Jem, and others, stared expectantly at Dick.

They also want to curry favor with others.

Unfortunately, Dick didn't like it.

"Then, as for the rest of you, as long as you don't violate Alabasta's laws, Alabasta welcomes you to join if you're willing," Vivi's melodious voice rang out.

“You can become officials in Alabasta.”

Paula and the others' eyes lit up.

"agreed, agreed."

Vivi smiled.

"And Mr. 1, what about you?"

Mr. 1 closed his eyes and silently shook his head.

“Mr. 1, I sincerely hope you will join Alabasta. Crocodile was a hero of Alabasta during his lifetime. I think if he were still alive, he would also want you to contribute to Alabasta,” Vivi said.

Regardless of Crocodile's initial intentions, he undeniably protected Alabasta for many years, allowing it to maintain peace amidst the waves of the Great Pirate Era.

Furthermore, since Old Sand did not implement the ideal state plan in the original work, the number of people harmed was limited.

Perhaps many of his actions were orchestrated by Sha, and he committed many heinous crimes. But his merits outweigh his flaws.

Therefore, Vivi decided to retain Crocodile's hero title.

History, sometimes, is better viewed broadly than in detail.

This is the lesson Dick taught Vivi.

Mr. 1 finally opened his eyes.

What is your relationship with him?

“I am his fiancée,” Vivi said without hesitation.

Although she knew that by giving this answer, she would most likely miss out on Mr. 1.

“Vivi,” Dick exclaimed in utter surprise.

What fiancée? How come he doesn't know that?

Well, no wonder Cobra doesn't like me, so that's why.

"We are not..."

"I've made up my mind, I won't marry anyone but you." Vivi's tone was firm as she looked steadily at Dick.

Dick opened his mouth, as if to say something like, "He hasn't agreed yet."

But for some reason, looking into Weiwei's eyes, he just couldn't say a word.

The prison, a dark and damp place, seemed to have a pink bubble formed because of the relationship between a man and a woman.

Mr.1 and the others suddenly felt like they had been fed a lot of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), especially Mr.1.

Didn't you say you were recruiting yourself? Can't you show some respect?

“Cough cough,” Mr. 1 coughed a few times.

“I will not join you, but I don’t want to die either. If you are willing to let me go, I can serve Alabasta for 5 years.”

Mr.1 said coldly.