Under the dim light, Redfield and Whitebeard ran over, their hearts filled with excitement.
Finn sat alone on the ground, a black Devil Fruit beside him.
He held a white fruit of the same shape, though it looked like it had been bitten.
Noticing someone behind him, Finn turned his head and showed the white Devil Fruit in his hand to Redfield.
"Red, is this the Devil Fruit you mentioned? Look, their colors aren't quite the same. Is there something wrong with the seeds?"
Looking up, a small tree bore Devil Fruits of the same shape but different colors.
Everything before them surpassed the understanding of Redfield and Whitebeard.
Even these two powerful individuals of their time were unsure what was happening.
"My Lord, did you experience any changes or feelings after eating it?"
This fruit was a Cat-Cat Fruit that Redfield had snatched from a pirate ship on the way back then.
If the one before them was also a Devil Fruit, then Finn should definitely have undergone some change.
Finn looked at the white Devil Fruit in his hand, swallowed it whole, clapped his hands, and stood up.
"Changes, you mean this?"
Finn's right hand instantly grew thick, white fur sprouted from his formerly human arm, and sharp claws replaced his fingers.
"Just as you said, Red, this fruit can indeed change the body, but as for strength…"
Finn hesitated. Although he could indeed gain the Devil Fruit's transformative ability,
He felt it didn't help his strength at all. This illusion made Finn wonder if there was a problem with the seeds.
"Here, Red, eat this. This tree has grown a lot, but only these two, black and white, are ripe."
Redfield instinctively took the black Devil Fruit. Though surprised, he didn't put it in his mouth.
After all, in his opinion, a person could only eat one Devil Fruit.
If he rashly consumed two, his body would surely explode.
When he told Finn about this, Finn stood rooted to the spot for a long time.
He had thought he could eat other ability fruits in the future to give himself some protection when going out, but now it seemed he had no chance.
It was ruined. His possibility of traveling far was ruined again.
With his head drooping, Finn listlessly walked towards the cabin.
Even when Whitebeard bid him farewell, he only nodded mechanically.
"…"
Redfield saw Whitebeard off, then went to the Devil Fruit Tree, staring blankly at the several unripe fruits hanging there.
My Lord must be a god, definitely.
From now on, I am a god's employee.
Below one person—no, below one god and four divine beasts, and above tens of thousands of people—that's the employee I am.
Redfield suppressed the excitement in his heart, looking at the Devil Fruit Tree before him with increasing affection.
This was a miracle. His right hand unconsciously reached out to the Devil Fruit Tree, trembling slightly with excitement.
In an instant, as his hand touched the fruit tree, a powerful suction came from the trunk.
Redfield's face changed dramatically, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.
Strangely, a power was flowing out of his body, but the fruit tree was sending that power back.
Thus, Redfield embraced the Devil Fruit in a strange posture until dawn.
When Finn's call came from afar, Redfield instinctively turned around and realized he was no longer bound by the Devil Fruit.
But the next moment, he froze again.
"Bat-Bat Fruit? It's actually the Bat-Bat Fruit."
Black, white, red, yellow, purple, green, blue, and gray—Bat-Bat Fruits of various colors hung silently on the tree.
Although they were not yet ripe, he knew they were Bat-Bat Fruits.
Finn's figure gradually approached, and he looked at the dazed Redfield, asking in confusion, "Red, what is this?"
Awakened by Finn's voice, Redfield pointed at the Devil Fruit Tree and said, "My Lord, my Bat-Bat Fruits are on this fruit tree."
Oh?
Finn looked over in surprise but then fell silent again.
Anyway, he could only eat one, so even if it could grow Red's fruit, he couldn't eat it again.
This feeling was worse than if it couldn't grow Red's Bat-Bat Fruit.
To be able to see but not eat, it was killing him with itchiness.
Redfield didn't know Finn's thoughts, but a strange impulse began to sprout in his heart.
Could it be that I can really eat a second Devil Fruit?
My Lord is a god; Roger can be resurrected, and Devil Fruits can even be grown, so eating a second fruit shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Such thoughts constantly germinated in Redfield's mind, but being cautious, he did not act impulsively.
"…"
The following year, the following day, the spring light was bright and beautiful.
Now, with Roger's addition to Peace Island and the occasional help from Whitebeard, the land reclamation progress was even faster.
One-third of the land was completely cleared, and Finn built a small palace for himself according to the ancient city in his memory.
Inside, flowers were fragrant and fruits were abundant. Standing at the highest point of the palace, one could see the entire island.
Even Finn's four small pets now had their own independent environments and lived with him inside the palace.
As for Redfield, perhaps he had come to terms with things; he voluntarily moved out of his gloomy corner and built a house by the seaside port.
In his words, this way he could observe the area where the island was located.
But only he knew in his heart that the reason he lived by the sea was simply because those four big bosses made him play and guard the house.
Even so, Redfield enjoyed it tirelessly.
His life on the island these past years had not only changed his state of mind, but his overall strength had also reached a peak he had never imagined.
His Bat-Bat Fruit had awakened a second time, his physical strength had greatly increased, and he had even awakened Conqueror's Haki.
Now, let alone one Kong, even with Garp added, Redfield was confident he could take them both down.
As for Roger, although most of his memories had recovered, and he wasn't as dazed as before in his daily life,
He still hadn't returned to his peak state. All his current actions were still based on Finn's instructions.
Everything on Peace Island was proceeding in an orderly fashion, but Finn was not feeling happy at the moment.
On the small mountain's lookout, this was where Finn often came to space out.
Although his small island was taking shape, he hadn't received anyone else besides Whitebeard and his pirate crew.
Moreover, his island would occasionally move erratically, and no one knew if it would drift to another place the next day.
This situation made Finn completely lose patience.
"When will I see people? People?"
Everyone on the island was well aware of Finn's roar, but no one dared to go up and ask; they just knew their lord seemed unhappy lately.
The scene shifted, and Redfield turned his head to look at the sea, where a small dot was slowly approaching his Peace Island.
"Huh, someone?"
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