The Great Voyage: The Props Master on the Straw Hat Ship

These props are the kind that have a very bad effect on people, and they are torture props.

It left a very deep and unforgettable impression on Frankie.

However, that's not all~

That's right, it's not over yet...

Even Link himself felt something was off.

These are clearly tools used to target, harm, and torment others; Link feels he already possesses several of them.

Isn't Doraemon's 22nd century a time that celebrates love and peace?

How could they develop so many dangerous gadgets?!

On the contrary, there are very few medical tools that should be developed the most.

All Link knew about were the [Doctor's Suitcase] and the [Panacea].

However, perhaps due to the highly advanced medical technology of the 22nd century, such things are no longer needed.

After all, the "doctor's briefcase," a magical tool that can cure most illnesses and injuries, was called a medical toy for children to play with—which shows how advanced the medical level was in the 22nd century.

Link took out two more items... well, these are the last two items.

After all, even though Spandam is utterly despicable and disgusting, he's still no match for Momonosuke, who absolutely had to die!

Let's save the truly amazing, incredibly satisfying stuff for the future Momonosuke~~~

The last two items Link took out were a timer-like object and a purplish-black doll that resembled an octopus.

"puff?!!"

As Link aimed the purplish-black octopus at Spandam, it spat out a large wave of jet-black, ink-like liquid at Spandam's head.

Immediately, an unpleasant odor emanated from Spandam.

Item: [Annoying Device].

Description: Resembling an octopus in appearance, being sprayed with its ink is repulsive.

It can be said that this is yet another prop that people find repulsive.

Combined with the many annoying items mentioned earlier, as well as items like "Hard-to-Pick Miso," it's practically a complete prank and torture item package!

But if we're talking about pranks, this next one has to be it~~~

"Come on, this is the last one. Press it, and I won't make things difficult for you anymore."

Link, with a chilling smile that was hard to describe, placed the timer-like object in front of Spandam, who was now in a state of near despair and had turned black and white.

"What...what is this, Link?"

Franky, standing nearby, asked cautiously.

Yes, he was genuinely stunned by Link's gadgets.

"This is a very interesting tool that can help with cultivation."

Link, with an expression of concern for Spandam, said, "It's called the [Hundred Suffering Instrument]."

Franky: "..."

[The Hundred Suffering Instrument]?! This item sounds incredibly unfriendly, dangerous, and utterly pointless just from its name!!

He thought this to himself, but then he looked at Link's face.

Franky silently retreated further back.

He knew what he should and shouldn't say.

Given the current situation, it's best to minimize your presence.

Item: [The Instrument of Suffering].

Description: By pressing the button above, the user will experience pain every 5 minutes, for a total of 108 instances of pain. Furthermore, everyone and everything around the user will also be affected.

It may be affected by the machine and "unconsciously" harm the user, and the harm will become more and more serious each time.

It is said that people with weak constitutions may die within ten attempts, and they are absolutely indestructible, even by bombs.

Originally designed for people to undergo rigorous ascetic practices, it was specifically used to temper their mind and will; it was a tool invented for practitioners.

The original intention and purpose of this prop was indeed for cultivation, but it is actually extremely dangerous.

That's right...

For someone as useless as Spandam, who was even worse than an ordinary naval soldier, it was indeed a difficult task.

Moreover, one could die within ten attempts, and that's for people in the 22nd century.

In this world where almost everyone is invincible, even Spandam, who was broken in the waist by Robin's grappling hook in the original version but still came back to life, should be able to survive... right?

Link took Spandam's hand and gently pressed the button on the [Hundred Suffering Device]. He would not refuse, nor did he have any room to refuse.

Click?

Spandam didn't press the golden Den Den Mushi; instead, he pressed the [Hundred Suffering Device].

Plus, with all those pills and potions Link just gave him, I'm sure he'll have a wonderful second half of his life~

"All right."

After Spandam pressed the button, Link casually tossed him away.

Let me see the results.

As he spoke, Link saw the timer quickly display the number "1".

"how so?!"

Spandam, who had been subjected to Link's relentless attacks, stood there with a dazed look in his eyes, his mind already in a daze, and his speech becoming somewhat incoherent.

He staggered for a moment, as if his feet had slipped on something, causing him to lose his balance and fall backward.

Behind him was the window of his office, which was not properly closed.

So~~~

His entire body fell out of the window.

Huhu?

A cold breeze blew into the office through the window, completely dispelling the unpleasant atmosphere.

Franky: "...!!"

Link: , one”

"The effect seems to be much stronger than I expected?"

Link nodded slightly, put away the [Hundred Suffering Device], and then looked at Franky next to him. When Franky saw Link looking at him, he immediately shuddered.

He was somewhat traumatized; he instinctively shuddered, feeling a sense of fear.

"Do you think I'd eat you?!"

Seeing Franky's rather nervous appearance, Link couldn't help but chuckle.

"Sit down?"

Link comforted Franky and sat down on the sofa that Spandam had used to entertain Lucci and the other CP9 members.

Franky dared not disobey Link, but he hesitated as he sat down:

"Your comrades are down below fighting CP9, so let's just sit down and rest..."

"rest assured?"

Link waved his hand at him, "My companions are very strong, they are not as fragile as you think."

With his Observation Haki combined with the perception transmitted through radio waves, Link could instantly know everything that happened inside the Tower of Justice.

The sight of 723 CP9 members falling to the ground, lifeless and silent, brought a slight smile to Link's lips.

But from Franky's perspective, Link seemed to be plotting some kind of mischievous, or rather, bizarre, idea.

He straightened up slightly again, adjusting his posture to be quite standard.

Do you have any other plans for the future?

Link took out two cups and a bottle of beverage. He knew that Franky didn't drink alcohol but only beverages. While pouring him some fizzy drinks, he asked him in a casual, conversational manner.

"Other plans..."

Franky took the Coke Link poured for him with his large hand and hesitated for a moment.

"What other plans could there be?"

He stood there casually, smoothing his flamboyant Moss blue hair, and said...

"After I finish modifying your ships, you can continue working with my gang of underlings as scrap dealers and bounty hunters."

"Just like before, eat when you're supposed to, drink when you're supposed to, sing when you're supposed to, dance when you're supposed to."

"Even if the Navy and the World Government come knocking on our door again, it doesn't matter?"

Link laughed and said, "With the blueprints for [Pluto], the cooked duck just flew away. Do you think the World Government will just let it go and tolerate you continuing to live happily on Water Seven?"

"You already know everything..."

Franky paused slightly as he prepared to drink his beverage, and said in a low voice.

"Hmm, the World Government went to such lengths to arrest you, and even arranged for four quite capable agents to infiltrate for so long..."

Link picked up his glass and clinked it against the one he had been holding. "We should at least find out what's going on inside."

Franky took a sip of his cola, then pondered for a moment:

"To be honest, the blueprints for [Pluto] are indeed in my hands. This is the last thing Mr. Tom left us, and it's so dangerous, I won't hand it over!!"

He solemnly expressed his attitude there.

"So, with such a dangerous item on you, do you think the World Government will let you off so easily?"

Link, also sipping his cola, explained the situation to him in detail.

231 The Buster Call is activated! A toast to the future first mate, Awoo! A new type of Rumble Ball?

"As long as you remain in the Seven Capitals of Water, you, your senior brother Iceberg, and your gang of underlings will live in peace forever."

"Previously, the World Government sent its top agents to infiltrate the area for four years because they didn't know where [Pluto] was. Now that the target is clear, do you think they might take more aggressive actions?"

"At that time, I don't need to say more about what kind of situation the entire Water Seven City, as well as you and your group of underlings, will likely face, do I?"

At this point, Link gestured with his chin towards the window, "For example, that idiot has a golden Den Den Mushi that can summon the Buster Call?"

"You probably don't want Water Seven to be completely destroyed by the Navy's Buster Call, do you?"

Frankie remained silent.

He certainly didn't want the place where he, Mr. Tom, and Iceberg had grown up together, and his group of adorable younger brothers, to be ravaged by naval fire.

Moreover, how could he not have thought of this situation? He even considered at least seven or eight possible endings for himself.

Hmm, seven or eight fairly quick and dignified ways to die~~~

"I do have a suggestion..."

Link shook the glass of cola in his hand, and saw Franky look up at him:

"Why don't you come with us?"

He chuckled, “Get on our ship, and you’ll be one of the Straw Hat Pirates. Becoming a pirate will give your senior, Iceberg, and Water Seven a better excuse to the World Government.”

"He himself had trade relations with the World Government, and many ships belonging to high-ranking officials were built by him, so he accumulated a lot of connections."

"As long as there is a plausible excuse, I believe Mr. Iceberg can protect the Seven Water Cities."

"And your underlings, I can guarantee that as long as you come with us and leave Water Seven, it won't affect their lives here, and the Navy won't put a bounty on them."

"Um?!!"

Franky, who had been listening attentively, could no longer sit still after hearing this.

"Can you really guarantee that?!"

He jumped up from the sofa, exclaiming excitedly, "Won't my bunch of cute little brothers from Speedy Party be implicated?!"