Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 10: The Impel Down jailers are all talented and have such pleasant voices! (Please read on!)

The New Year's banquet is held at night.

The employees of the Propulsion City gathered together.

From Warden Magellan to ordinary prison guards, everyone gathered together to enjoy a feast.

The protagonist of this welcoming banquet is, of course, the soon-to-be-appointed head of the Crimson Lotus Hell!

After a brief introduction.

Storm has begun to integrate into the Impel Down workforce.

"Stromb, advancing into the city is proving quite difficult."

Magellan, as the director, raised his glass to his new colleague.

"Welcome!"

Magellan's initial impression of Storm was quite good.

Because he knew that the other party had voluntarily applied to work in Impel Down!

What a wonderful young man!

He is many times stronger than the likes of Hannibal.

However, before Magellan could even drink the wine in his hand...

Hannibal stood up abruptly, pointed at the warden, and launched into a tirade.

"Magellan! Don't sit here! Go to the table over there!"

"what?"

Magellan, holding his glass, looked at Hannibal with a bewildered expression.

"This is a banquet! A banquet!"

"How could you let the chief sit at another table!"

"Then you'd better step down from your position as director as soon as possible!"

Hannibal "accidentally" exposed his ambition again.

I misspoke, I meant—

"Get away from me right now!"

"Hannibal, you've gone too far."

Magellan closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"How could I have such a heartless subordinate like you..."

Wisps of pale purple smoke billowed from Magellan's mouth, instantly spreading outwards.

Storm felt someone grab his arm and forcibly drag him away from the vicinity of the dining table.

He turned his head and saw that the person who had grabbed him was a blonde woman with long, wavy hair.

Domino, the current deputy warden of Impel Down.

"The Director is a user of the [Venom-Venom Fruit], and is a poison person."

Domino noticed Storm's gaze and whispered a reminder.

"Be sure to take precautions when you are in contact with him."

"Even the gas exhaled by the director is genuine poison gas."

Just as Domino was reminding Storm.

Hannibal, who was standing nearby, also quickly covered his mouth and nose to avoid inhaling the poison gas.

"Magellan! You've poisoned us again!"

"Hahaha!"

Magellan didn't care at all; he pointed at Hannibal and laughed.

You're right!

"Serves you right! You idiot subordinate!"

Several veins bulged on Hannibal's forehead, making him look even more terrifying.

"You bastard! You're despicable!"

Storm watched with great interest the intense "workplace battle" between Magellan and Hannibal.

A sham workplace war: strategizing and planning before acting.

Real-life workplace warfare: Poisoning someone in person! Breaking a comrade's leg for a promotion!

At that moment, a famous quote in Storm's mind seemed to come to life—

(In Propulsion City) Everyone there is talented, and they all speak so well!

Just then, a cold voice came from the side.

"A boring farce."

Shiliu stood up, turned and left without a second thought, ignoring everyone else present.

Magellan and Hannibal, who were still bickering, stopped when they saw Shiliu leave.

"Shiryu!"

Magellan's expression immediately turned serious.

"where are you going?"

Shiryu stopped walking, but did not turn around.

"Go downstairs and get some exercise."

"Do not harm—"

Magellan was about to say something.

He was immediately interrupted by Shiryu.

"Magellan!"

Shiryu turned around, raised his hand to rest on the hilt of the famous sword "Thunderstorm" at his waist, and looked at Magellan with a cold expression.

"I am the deputy warden of Impel Down!"

"My actions do not require your orders."

Magellan and Shiryu's eyes met, and it seemed as if arcs of electricity exploded in the void.

Even Hannibal, who was usually playful, kept his mouth shut for a moment, afraid of making the slightest noise.

Magellan stared at Shiliu, but in the end he did nothing.

Shiryu is gone.

Magellan sat dejectedly in his seat.

"Sorry, Storm."

The warden forced a smile at the new head jailer.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

"Everyone, keep eating and drinking."

But then this incident happened.

The atmosphere of the welcome banquet was also ruined, and it ended hastily in the end.

The banquet has ended.

Storm bid farewell to everyone and returned to his private room—the warden was still entitled to a single room.

Inside the room, Storm recalled the conflict that had just occurred.

"When exactly was Shiryu of the Rain thrown into the Infinite Hell by Magellan?"

After some thought, Storm couldn't recall any useful information.

He only remembered that when Luffy wreaked havoc in Impel Down, Shiryu of the Rain had already become a prisoner of Infinite Hell.

At that time, Hannibal was not the "caretaker" but the "deputy warden".

This indicates that Shiliu was imprisoned in the Infinite Hell in recent years!

"I want to go to the Infinite Hell too..."

Storm shook his head, banishing the thoughts from his mind.

He summoned the silver trophy he had won before.

Because I need to attend the welcome banquet.

Storm didn't rush to use the three-star trophy he won by defeating the blue gorilla.

But now that the banquet is over, he naturally won't overlook the silver trophy.

Storm already knew about the ability bonus effect of the [Grand Prize Cup].

Its wish-granting function has not yet been tested.

However, Storm doesn't want to use the Grand Prix Cup to make a wish right now.

Zefa's teachings came to mind.

Physical health is the foundation.

Then Storm remembered Kaido's words.

Only domineering power can overcome everything.

At this stage...

Storm doesn't have a high need for [dominance].

Furthermore, he reasonably suspected that the "domineering aura" required sufficient physical strength to achieve its corresponding effect.

"I guess I should keep adding points! Add points to Constitution!"

Storm summoned his own Grand Prix Cup.

[Strength: ★★☆]

Speed: ★★☆

Endurance: ★★★

A three-star Silver Trophy.

It can help Storm upgrade either [Strength] or [Speed] to three stars.

Or perhaps, it could help him break through the current bottleneck in his [Endurance] attribute!

Storm thought for a moment and made a decision.

He directly invested the Silver Trophy into the Endurance attribute.

Under Storm's gaze.

The star next to the [Endurance] attribute fluctuated and changed, then it became—

Endurance: ★★★☆

It has changed from the original "three stars" to the current "three and a half stars".

"I only need one more Silver Trophy to upgrade [Endurance] to four stars!"

Storm clenched his fist, a thought flashing through his mind.

"I need more blue gorillas!"

next moment.

Suddenly, Storm felt an intense, overwhelming hunger.

It was as if every cell in his body was sending out nerve signals of "hunger".

hungry!

I'm so hungry!

Storm stood up, his eyes gleaming green.

He quickly searched the room.

But where would there be any food storage in a room you just moved into?

Storm couldn't suppress the intense hunger.

He rushed out of the room and ran back to the jailer's dining hall in Impel Down, following the same path he had taken.

The welcome banquet ended hastily, leaving a considerable amount of food in the prison guards' dining hall.

Storm immediately brought over a plate of roast meat.

Then came the second set, the third set, the fourth set...

A gust of wind swept away the remaining clouds.

Storm let out a loud burp.

Only then did he realize that he had just eaten several times more food than usual!

"Is this the effect of allocating points to [Endurance]? And the effect of allocating points to [Physique]?"

Storm touched his swollen belly.

"Try turning me into a glutton first?"

the next day.

Storm confirmed this suspicion.

Because he found another blue gorilla and used it to get a Silver Trophy.

Then I put it into the [Strength] attribute.

The familiar feeling of hunger returned.

Storm stormed into the guards' mess hall and frantically devoured all the food in front of him.

After increasing the [Physique] attribute.

Storm's body will immediately become strong.

However, in the coming period of time, his appetite will also become larger than ever before.

It seems that the body needs to replenish the deficit caused by its sudden "growth" by eating from the outside world.

It's like using the [Grand Prize Cup] to increase your ability level.

The "points" added to the Grand Prix Cup increase the upper limit of Physique and Ability.

However, the specific changes in strength still require Storm himself to train and improve.

There is a subtle beauty to it, a kind of "fantasy science".

A week passed quickly.

Storm's life in Impel Down was very fulfilling and enjoyable.

His daily life consists of: working overtime, eating, sleeping, and fighting the blue gorilla.

The pace of life is a very positive cycle.

Supplies were made with the blood and tears of the blue gorillas.

Storm quickly amassed a large number of silver trophies.

Through these silver trophies.

Storm not only directly boosted the [Physique] attribute to ★★★★.

At the same time, the level of the Clay Fruit was also upgraded to four stars!

It's no exaggeration to say that...

Storm feels like he could beat ten times himself a week ago!

That day.

Storm was about to continue summoning the Blue Gorilla army for his daily training.

However, just as he knocked out a blue gorilla, he unexpectedly discovered that the quality of the gorilla's [Grand Prize Cup] had actually decreased!

[Bronze Cup: Bruglie]

[Tournament Star Rating: ★★]

"How come this changes?"

Storm was a little confused, so he found another blue gorilla.

However, the Grand Prize Cup offered is only two-star.

Storm reached out to the real "Grand Prize Trophy" and received a response—

Repeatedly obtaining the "Grand Prize" of the same object within a short period of time will result in a drop in quality.

Storm then realized the problem.

He beat up every single member of the Blue Gorilla Squad!

Some even had more than one meal!

It's time to find a new source of the Grand Prix!

(End of this chapter)