Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 162 An Invitation from the Naval Guerrilla Force! (Two chapters, please subscribe!)

Storm raised his hand to signal to the Blue-Eyed White Dragon.

Suddenly, a ripple occurred in the belly of the blue-eyed white dragon, and the clay surged outwards, revealing the interior.

A huge creature, six or seven meters tall, was fast asleep inside, its loud snoring carrying directly to the outside.

Because of the distance and the other person's unusual sleeping posture, Zefa couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

But he noticed the messy, pine-tree-like long golden hair, and a particularly striking tuft of white crescent-shaped beard hidden among the golden hair.

Perhaps it was the signal from Zephyr's eyes, or perhaps it was the threat lurking in the shadows.

Edward Weebull, who was fast asleep, suddenly grunted, and his snoring stopped abruptly.

Then, he rolled around on the soft clay, scratched his bottom, mumbled a few words that no one could hear, and then started snoring again.

Zefa's eyelids twitched slightly as he looked at it.

This guy, who couldn't even detect when an enemy got close, was the vicious pirate who nearly wiped out an entire class of elite naval recruits a few years ago.

Zefa felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.

At that moment, Zephyr suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

The "Edward Weevil" in Blue-Eyes White Dragon seems quite different from the person he remembered.

The hair, beard, and even the scars on the body are all correct, but the person looks smaller and not as fat as before.

"Is he really Edward Weevil?"

Zefa didn't approach, but turned to look at Storm.

"Why do you seem...to have lost a lot of weight?"

"It's not just a feeling, he really has lost weight, and he just recently did."

With a thought, Storm transformed the surrounding earth into soft clay.

A clay coffin was transported out from inside the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and appeared silently in front of Zephyr.

"Teacher Zefa, you can look at this one, she's the real 'thin' one."

Zefa looked down at the corpse inside the white coffin.

The skinny old woman had no moisture in her body, like a dried corpse that had died from being exposed to the scorching sun in the desert.

Even Zefa couldn't immediately recognize the other party's true identity.

"Who is this?"

"Buckingham Stussy, I told you, Professor Zephyr."

Storm explained.

"Although I didn't kill this female pirate with my own hands, I did put in a lot of effort in the process of hunting her down."

Hmm, let the Blue-Eyes White Dragon roar a couple of times...

It really wore Storm out.

Buckingham Stussy…

As Zephyr looked at the mummified corpse inside the white coffin in front of him, he recalled the short old woman who had attacked the warship that had accompanied Edward Weevil to the recruit training camp a few years ago, and the blonde beauty from the Rocks Pirates back then.

"They deserved to die!"

"That's what I think too."

Storm nodded, then casually asked.

"Professor Zephyr, do you want to keep this body?"

"Crocodile's Sand-Sand Fruit has drained all the moisture from this corpse. It's almost at the 'specimen' level and should be able to be preserved for a long time."

"...Hurry up and dispose of the body!"

Zefa was speechless for a moment, then immediately urged.

"Who would want to collect corpses!"

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea, Gecko Moria!"

Storm gave a casual example.

"Since the teacher doesn't want her, I'll just throw her away."

For pirates, the best destination is undoubtedly the sea.

Without hesitation, Storm threw Buckingham Stussy's body into the vast ocean.

Zefa doesn't need this corpse.

Storm needs it even less.

A mummified corpse fell into the sea, splashing up a few waves.

The seawater churned, and the waves soothed everything.

Zefa ignored Buckingham Stussy.

Now that the old woman is dead, the feud between him and her can be considered to have come to a complete end.

Zephyr was about to take a step towards Edward Weevil to see what this "Whitebeard III" was all about.

But at that moment, Storm suddenly reached out and stopped the other person.

"Wait a minute, Professor Zephyr."

Storm placed his right hand on Zefa's left arm.

"I've recently made some minor progress in skills development, which might be helpful to you."

As soon as the words were spoken...

Strom unleashed the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit, creating a clay doll that looked exactly like Zephyr.

With a swift motion, he severed the clay doll's left arm, then weighed and felt it for a moment.

Zefa watched Storm's movements, and his eye twitched.

"What the hell are you doing, kid?"

"immediately."

Storm flashed to the right of Zephyr.

He stretched out his right hand, pressed down on Zephyr's right arm, and at the same time continued to release the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit, directly creating a brand new arm for the latter.

Storm can guarantee that Zefa's right arm is exactly the same as his left arm!

"My hand..."

Zefa raised his right hand and surprisingly felt its presence again after a long time.

He then moved his five fingers a few times, and the brand-new arm actually moved along with his movements.

Why are there two left hands?

"Sorry, sorry, it was a mistake."

Storm quickly adjusted.

"Teacher, please try again."

Zefa saw that his "right hand" had returned to its "right hand" state and began to perform another activity.

The next moment, he released Armament Haki, attempting to entangle his right hand.

however……

Snapped!

Under Storm's gaze, Zephyr's right hand suddenly exploded, and flesh-colored clay flew everywhere like a shower of flowers.

"...This thing of yours is completely useless! Storm! It can't even withstand [Haki]!"

"It's because your [domineering aura] is too strong! Teacher Zephyr!"

"I can't believe it," Storm said helplessly, then pinched Zephyr's right hand again.

"Don't use your full 'domineering aura,' go easy on me."

No matter what.

Storm also received some education from Zefa.

He still deeply admired this teacher.

So even if it takes a lot of effort to massage Zephyr's hands, it's worth it.

Storm was willing to do so.

Sensing Storm's sincere feelings, Zephyr stopped urging him.

The two tested it together for a while.

Finally, they created an arm that satisfied both of them.

Under Storm's careful control.

Zefa's clay right arm is no different from a normal person's; it looks like an ordinary right hand, unlike the exaggerated and ferocious giant mechanical arm from before.

Feeling this strange yet familiar right hand, Zephyr once again released Armament Haki, which wrapped around his fist.

This time, his Armament Haki did not resist the arm, but instead treated it as a special weapon, simply wrapping and binding it from the outside.

Zephyr's right hand was instantly blackened by Armament Haki.

Black Arm Zephyr appeared before Storm in its complete form.

Zefa, as if he had acquired a novel gadget, tirelessly tested his new right hand.

The mechanical arm that the naval scientists created using seastone and precious metals was indeed powerful.

However, this "clay arm" is also a gift that the disciple has poured his heart into.

In addition, the texture of this "clay arm" is really nice, and Zefa likes it very much.

"I never imagined that you could develop a Clay Fruit to this extent."

Zephyr deactivated his Armament Haki, looked at his new right hand which was no different from a normal arm, and then looked at the Blue-Eyes White Dragon on the other side.

"Not only can it create animals, but it can also create arms."

"I also quite like the abilities of the Clay-Clay Fruit."

Storm said earnestly, and then he added a few more words.

"Actually, I didn't originally plan to make an arm for the teacher, but I didn't expect that the teacher's mechanical arm would disappear..."

"So I used my ability to create a new arm for the teacher. Is the teacher satisfied?"

"How could I not be satisfied? Hahaha!"

Zefa laughed a few times and patted Storm's shoulder hard with his right hand.

As a teacher, what could be more surprising than seeing his students grow into outstanding individuals who far exceed his expectations?

"Storm, you... never mind."

"What's wrong, Professor Zephyr?"

Storm looked at Zefa, whose sudden hesitation piqued his curiosity.

"Does it mean they want more arms?"

Strom unleashed the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit, and one after another, "Clay Right Hand - Zephyr Limited Edition" appeared on the earth.

This scene strangely resembles the power of an anonymous user of the "Hana Hana no Mi" (Flower-Flower Fruit) unleashing their ability...

"These arms created using my abilities, while not as good as the arms I sculpt myself, are still of top-notch quality."

Storm raised his hand to the clay arms and said in a very open and generous manner.

"If teachers need them, they can take them with them, but they should be replaced regularly."

"If you don't have enough arms, just let me know and I'll make some more for you."

"No, it's not a problem with my arm..."

Zefa shook his head. He hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.

"But it's also a problem with the arm."

"My previous robotic arm has already been delivered to Punk Hazard Island."

"According to the scientists there, it may take another one to two years for that arm to be fully repaired and reach its ideal state."

"I originally had a plan that once the mechanical arm was finished, I would establish my own 'Naval Guerrilla Team' to hunt pirates."

"But now, Storm, you've made me a fairly durable arm..."

"So, Storm, do you want to come with me to the 'Naval Guerrilla'?"

(End of this chapter)