One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

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"There is light..."

Guided by the luminescent plants, Ross quickened his pace.

After walking down the winding passage, we stopped at an entrance where the nameplates were not clearly visible.

A dusty silver coffin came into view.

[Zoan-type Bat Fruit, Mythical Zoan type, Vampire form, special Zanpakuto detected—]

[Blackwing Archmage Formula Unlocked!]

Chapter 109 The Black-Winged Demon, Vegapunk's Soulmate

[Zoan-type Bat Fruit, Mythical Zoan type, Vampire form detected; special Zanpakuto, Black Wing Daima, formula unlocked!]

[A being possessing Hollow power + a Vampire Fruit = Blackwing Demon; however, the necessary beings for the ritual are lacking, making its creation impossible.]

What the hell is this thing?!

The lid of the silver coffin lay discarded to one side, revealing the skeleton inside.

Ross stared at the pop-up notification from the Zanpakuto workshop, looking bewildered.

Can't you just make a Zanpakuto by combining a famous sword with a Devil Fruit?

How has it been changed now?

Special life form + Vampire Fruit?

Putting aside how to give life the power of the unseen, what on earth is this so-called ghostly ritual?!

Blackwing Demon.

Ross frowned, searching his memory for anything related to the knife.

Ulquiorra, the fourth Espada, represents the form of death as nothingness...

nothingness?

He simply couldn't understand the conditions for completing this formula.

The power of the void is mostly related to death.

Is the goal to find a suitable target, kill the other party, and find a way to make them a ghost?

But the formula box is marked as "life".

A dead soul is a dead soul, and life is life; these are completely contradictory existences.

Ross tossed the vampire fruit into the workshop and sighed deeply, looking quite troubled.

I thought I could unlock the new knife as easily as before, but I didn't expect the difficulty to suddenly increase to this level.

But Blackwing Demon's sword is undeniably cool.

After much deliberation yielding no results, Rose could only pin his hopes on luck.

"To grant the living the power of the dead, it seems I'll have to ask Stussy."

"Perhaps science can solve this problem."

……

As dusk fell on the second day, the town of Torrance came alive once again.

The celebration will last for three days, and it will begin each day when the sun sets.

All the tourists would spontaneously take to the streets and head to the square where the party was taking place.

"I'm here~~~"

Stussy stood on the second-floor balcony facing the street from the main entrance of the church.

"Hey Ross~ Look up, it's on the second floor."

Ross looked up and waved to Stussy, then walked into the tavern and headed straight for the second floor.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ross."

Vegapunk, with his unusually large head, stood up from his seat and reached out his hand to Ross.

“Stusi and I talked a lot about you, and I spent an hour during the day specifically reading your intelligence.”

"I personally highly approve of your governance philosophy!"

"You guys chat first, I'll go downstairs and order some drinks and snacks for you."

Stussy swayed her slender waist and walked away gracefully.

"No need to be so polite, we might be kindred spirits."

Ross gestured for the other person to sit down, with a friendly smile on his face.

"I am just an ordinary person groping forward in the dark, and it is an honor to be friends with Dr. Vegapunk."

Ross always treated talented people with respect.

"Not at all, you're too kind!"

Vegapunk scratched his face, looking a little embarrassed.

He felt flattered to be so highly praised by such a famous pirate.

It's not about their social status, but rather their relative strength.

As a prominent figure in the world today, he was once a ruthless man who cleaved the ocean in two with a single stroke and fought for days in the Seven Waters.

Rose's legend has been completely fanatical.

Along with this, a "fan culture" also emerged.

The most famous of them are Shiki the Golden Lion and Kaido of the Beasts.

These two were the earliest "merchants" to do "Ross business," earning the start-up capital for their pirate crew by selling information about Ross.

A host of pieces of information flashed through Vegapunk's mind.

“I am just an ordinary scientist who is exploring and moving forward. You don’t need to praise me so highly.”

"No, you are different from other scientists."

Ross spoke solemnly:

"Scientists of this era are searching for ways to restore ancient technology, but I believe that only Dr. Vegapunk can do it."

Vegapunk keenly picked up on the key words the man used.

"Wait, you mean restoring ancient technology?"

"Is that what you think too!?"

Vegapunk stood up excitedly and grasped Ross's hands with both of his.

"That's what I think too, Ross!!"

"Based on some clues I've gathered, ancient technology was far more advanced than it is today!"

"What we need to do is not to innovate, but to find more ancient scientific and technological knowledge!"

"If we can find the knowledge from that time, we might be able to replicate the prosperity of ancient times!"

"Oh, you guys are having a good chat, Vegapunk. I told you I wouldn't let you down, right?"

Stussy walked over carrying a bottle of wine, followed by waiters carrying dishes.

The aroma of roasted meat wafted through the small space.

"Let's eat something first, and chat while we eat."

Stussy took on the role of host, picking up a half-meter-tall wine bottle to refill the drinks for the two of them.

"Yeah! It's amazing to be friends with Ross. He thinks and feels exactly the same way I do!"

Vegapunk felt as if he had met a kindred spirit.

The scientists I've met in previous years were all arguing with themselves about how to innovate and how to create.

Only Rose!

Only this man in front of me said that the most important thing for scientists in this era is not innovation, but restoration!

That's right! !

Only by finding ancient technologies can we witness firsthand their greatness and prosperity!

He was confident that if he could acquire them, he could transform the technology of the entire ocean within thirty years!

They clinked glasses lightly, and he downed his drink in one gulp, a blush rising to Vegapunk's long, narrow head.

"Ross, have you ever seen ancient technology with your own eyes?"

Ross shook his head, then nodded.

"I know the locations of some ancient technologies, but unfortunately, the real big stuff isn't actually here with me."

Vegapunk hurriedly swallowed the chicken leg meat in his mouth and frantically pounded his chest.

"Cough cough cough... Alcohol, alcohol! Stusi, I'm choking!"

After swallowing the chicken with the help of alcohol, Vegapunk slumped in his chair, panting heavily.

"You just mentioned 'big head,' does that mean ancient knowledge is controlled by someone?"

"Is it the Whitebeard Pirates or the Roger Pirates? They are both very famous and powerful figures."

"No, quite the opposite, it is the world government."

World Government?

Vegapunk and Stussy exchanged a glance, their expressions changing slightly.

If it involves the Celestial Dragons...

"That's right, the king of the Celestial Dragons, one of the creators of the Twenty Kingdoms, and the master of the Five Elders."

Ross decided to give Vegapunk a little shock.

"The true mastermind who has been hiding in the shadows and ruling this sea for eight hundred years should be in his hands most of the existing ancient technology."

"This, this..."

Vegapunk was at a loss for words; the other party's words were simply too shocking.

"The term 'ancient technology' is a label used by people who don't understand its history, in my opinion."

Ross tore off a chicken leg and took a big bite.

"At least based on the historical records I've collected, ancient technology was actually alien technology."

"It is the technological knowledge brought by extraterrestrials who came to the ocean from other planets hundreds or thousands of years ago."

"You know about the Lunaria race, right?"

Vegapunk looked bewildered.

"It's alright, you might find out in a few years. For now, just remember what I said."

Discarding the chicken bone, Ross wiped the grease off his fingers, his smile growing increasingly playful.

“In the future, perhaps in three or five years, your actions will certainly be ‘seen’ by the world government.”

"At that time, being incorporated into the World Government will be your only path."

"Don't rush, Vegapunk."

Ross lowered his voice, stopping the big-headed man who was about to ask questions.

"A world government that has accumulated eight hundred years of wealth and alien technology is your best choice."

"Just join them naturally. Only by actively becoming their scientist can you take away alien technology knowledge unscathed."

"Isn't it your dream to use the wealth accumulated by the World Government to restore ancient technology?"

Vegapunk swallowed it with difficulty, his breathing rapid.