Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 60 This is what you call a clay figure! (Please read on! Please vote!)

Rainy ground, rainy banquet.

Crocodile, shrouded in a thin layer of sand, returned to his "crocodile lair".

Upon entering the Rain Banquet Casino and taking in its interior, Crocodile couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

"That bastard Haku!"

Earlier, Crocodile had seen the blue-eyed white dragon atop the Rain Banquet Pyramid.

He already felt the situation in his own stronghold was not optimistic...

Crocodile is now back at Rainy Banquet Casino.

What first caught his eye was a scene of "clay hell" that was enough to terrify an ordinary person!

An endless supply of white clay filled the interior of the Rain Banquet Pyramid to the brim.

From the staff of Yu Yan Casino to ordinary customers visiting the casino.

Each person was encased in white clay, transformed into a "clay statue" that could neither move nor speak.

The entire Rain Banquet Casino was deathly silent, devoid of its usual frenzied atmosphere.

After Crocodile finished cursing, his evaluation of Storm's strength rose by a small level.

With his keen eye, it wasn't hard to see that the Rain Banquet Casino had been completely "clay-ified"...

This ability to assimilate the surrounding environment on a large scale is called—

Devil Fruit Awakening!

"The White Dragon's Clay-Clay Fruit... has actually been developed to the Awakening level!"

Thinking of this, Crocodile's already displeased expression turned even more unpleasant.

Because in the "battle" just now.

Apart from the first Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Storm basically never used the Clay-Clay Fruit's abilities.

Storm defeated Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, with just his fists...

Crocodile was very unhappy, but he couldn't find a reason to vent his frustration.

Should we blame his weakness? Or should we blame Storm's powerful punches?

"White Dragon... you bastard..."

Crocodile muttered to himself as he quickly made his way down into the Rain Banquet Pyramid.

Beneath the Pyramid of Rain, there is a well-hidden secret chamber.

That is Crocodile's core base.

However, as the sand crocodile traveled along, he discovered that the interior of the Rain Banquet Pyramid was completely covered and eroded by clay.

Even his secret base was piled high with white clay...

In the underground chamber, Crocodile saw a woman who was both unexpected and yet perfectly logical.

Like the people outside the secret room, this woman was also covered in a thick layer of clay.

"Miss, all Sunday, you're here too?"

Crocodile walked over to his casino manager and senior executive at Baroque Works, raised his right hand, and unleashed a sandstorm that destroyed the "clay shell" covering the man.

"Mr. 0, I'm sorry, I'm no match for that person at all."

Nico Robin struggled out of the clay, shook off the clods of dirt and sand, and looked expectantly at the sand crocodile.

"Did you deal with the intruder?"

solve?

Crocodile's lips twitched violently.

He removed the layer of sand and dust that protected him, revealing his disheveled true form.

Nicole Robin is a very intelligent woman.

She made a very accurate judgment based on the boss's expression and appearance.

Even Crocodile was no match for that man...

As Crocodile turned to leave and went to clean up.

Nico Robin watched Crocodile's retreating figure, a series of thoughts flashing through her mind.

Even the Seven Warlords of the Sea are no match for that man...

He has recognized me and knows my secret...

"Do we have to change bosses again? This constant hiding and running around is so annoying..."

"But what was that man's purpose...?"

Nicole Robin clearly remembers being in a coma for a long time.

When she woke up, she was already "imprisoned" in this secret room.

She was unaware of anything that happened while she was in a coma.

Nicole Robin only remembers that the man immediately revealed her true identity.

The "remnants" of O'Hara!

Nico Robin stood alone in the secret room for a long time, lost in thought.

When Crocodile finished cleaning up and came back in a new outfit, she was still standing there, motionless.

"Miss Sunday, come with me to greet the 'guest'!"

guest?

An incredible idea flashed through Nicole Robin's mind.

She followed the sand crocodile out of the underground chamber and arrived at the ground floor of the Rain Banquet Pyramid.

The white clay that used to be everywhere has disappeared without a trace.

Even the people inside the Rain Banquet Pyramid disappeared at this time.

The only living person on the ground floor was the man riding the white dragon who had just invaded the Rain Banquet Pyramid...

"They're finally here?"

Storm sat on a soft clay sofa, waving leisurely to the two of them.

"Please sit wherever you like, don't be shy."

Robin glanced at Crocodile beside her.

The latter sat down directly on a casino chair, without touching the clay sofa.

Miss Sunday followed suit and found another safe chair to sit on.

As soon as he sat down, Crocodile asked.

"What about the customers inside the casino?"

"I deactivated my powers, and then they all ran away."

Storm shrugged and said casually.

"Not one of them stayed."

Several veins bulged on Crocodile's forehead instantly.

Rain Banquet Casino was a money pit that he had spent a great deal of effort to build.

After today's incident, it's unclear how long it will take for Yuyan Casino to resume normal operations.

Mixed protein dragon!

Storm was completely unaware that he had dealt a major blow to Crocodile's gambling business.

"How's your thinking about that plan from earlier?"

"Outrageously childish!"

Crocodile criticized without holding back.

"The power of the Pirate Emperor—"

"Here we go again, here we go again."

Storm silently interrupted Crocodile's attempt to boost others' morale.

"Are you scared out of your wits by Whitebeard, Crocodile?"

"If you're afraid of this and that, what's the point of being a pirate?!"

"Whitebeard—"

Crocodile gritted his teeth; the name was a taboo subject for him.

"I'm not saying I won't challenge Whitebeard! I just feel that we're not prepared enough yet!"

"To challenge Whitebeard, we need more manpower, more weapons, and more..."

"Manpower? Weapons?"

Storm casually pointed to Nicole Robin standing to the side.

"To what extent can you recruit allies in Alabasta?"

"Or do you intend to use the knowledge of this 'Child of the Devil' to search for the lost ancient weapons?"

Both of them were shocked by these words.

Crocodile immediately turned to look at Nico Robin beside him.

Crocodile, who has never liked to trust others, suspects that this "Ms. Sunday" has betrayed him!

After receiving a look from Crocodile, Robin immediately raised her hands to show her innocence.

"I didn't reveal any information to him, Mr. 0."

"Tsk tsk, what a relationship of mutual distrust..."

Storm shook his head and extended the invitation with great interest.

"Nicole Robin, would you like to work for me?"

"At least I won't immediately point the finger of suspicion at my subordinates the moment an outsider exposes my secret."

What kind of skill is it to poach people from behind the scenes?

True pirates must openly NTR!

Before Nicole Robin could answer.

Crocodile then angrily wanted to end the conversation.

"Enough! Miss Sunday is my subordinate!"

"These days, even pirates can be recruited by the World Government and become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Who can't change careers?"

Storm waved his hand dismissively and said it.

"How about it, Nico Robin, want to come over here?"

Nicole Robin forced a smile, revealing an awkward yet polite business-like grin.

The sand crocodile beside her was giving her a death stare; she certainly didn't want to answer this potentially fatal question...

Seeing Robin remain silent, Crocodile then turned his angry gaze to Storm.

"White Dragon, you bastard! Want to fight?"

"In no mood."

Storm shook his head decisively.

"You're too weak, so weak that I'm not even interested."

Upon hearing this, Crocodile immediately wanted to throw a punch, but he was worried that he would be knocked down by that bastard White Dragon in the next second.

In the end, he could only rage helplessly and shut his mouth listlessly.

Robin carefully observed the interaction between the two.

She initially thought that the sand crocodile had only suffered a minor loss at the hands of "White Dragon".

But now it seems that it's not as simple as a "small loss"...

The atmosphere inside the Rain Banquet Casino fell silent for a moment.

"What exactly do you want to do, Haku?"

Crocodile said helplessly.

"The two of us alone dare to challenge the Pirate Emperor?"

"It's not just the two of us. Besides you, I have another subordinate."

"Stromb explained solemnly."

"You may have heard of his name, 'Tyrant' Bartholomew Kuma, he is a user of the Paw-Paw Fruit."

"Tyrant, the Paw-Paw Fruit..."

Crocodile seemed to recall something from the past, and a shadow fell over his face.

"Fine! It's just going to find Whitebeard, right?! I'll go!"

"You're really obsessed with white beards, old man."

Storm shook his head, then a smile appeared on his face.

"However, welcome to the team!"

"In order to establish a cooperative relationship, I can provide you with a free piece of information."

"The legendary, extremely evil warship, [Pluto], has a set of 'blueprints' that have been passed down through the ages."

"The blueprints for Hades? Really?"

Crocodile was startled and jumped up from his seat.

"Where?"

"I also have some information about you, Nico Robin."

Storm stopped looking at Crocodile and turned to Robin.

Do you remember the surname "Haguwar"?

Haguwar?

Robin was stunned.

next moment.

Robin turned to look at Crocodile and said decisively.

"Boss, I quit!"

(End of this chapter)