Pirate: The one who ate the rubber fruit became a double

Three days can be both short and long.

However, these three days were very long for Zefa and Warring States.

Fortunately for Michelin, in the past three days, they have almost studied the characteristics of the rubber fruit, and they have almost the same direction in developing their own fruit capabilities.

What made him most unhappy was that his rubber fruit did not have the same flexibility as Luffy's.

It can barely achieve more than twice the expansion of the body, and it takes a lot of effort.

I don't know if it's because of that shabby golden finger, but his rubber fruit is obviously more focused on strengthening the body's defense capabilities.

If I were to use a rubber object to describe it, it would probably be a rubber tire, that kind of thick rubber tire.

Solid and strong.

It is also because of these characteristics that Michelin has a certain degree of defense against knife wounds.

When he was fighting against Jinbei, he felt that he had just warmed up, and 30 times of 'shaving' was nothing to him now.

Thinking of this, Michelin felt a little depressed. After reviewing his own battle with Jinbei, he realized that his fighting style was a bit too rough.

……

Warring States hurried back to Marineland and found Zefa as soon as he got off the boat.

That night, the two began discussing in a secret conference room.

The personnel include Zefa, Warring States, Kong and Wulaoxing who are far away in the Holy Land.

Michelin was waiting outside the door, and two World Government personnel wearing white suits and white masks stood opposite Michelin.

Michelin, who was bored, looked up and down at the two people who looked like puppets. He didn't know what material the mask was made of, but he couldn't see each other's eyes through the holes.

In this way, it is impossible to detect the other person's eyes. Apart from the eyes, there is nothing about the other party that Michelin can detect.

Wearing a white suit from head to toe and a top hat.

The waiting time gradually became longer. After about 6 hours, the door to the secret meeting room opened from the inside.

It can be seen that there is still some unwilling anger on Zefa's face, while Warring States is standing behind Zefa.

Sora, the current commander-in-chief of the armed forces and temporary marshal of the navy, was the last one to come out. He took a meaningful look at Michelin, smiled, and then left with two CP0s.

"Teacher, Mr. Sengoku."

At this time, Warring States had already resigned from the position of marshal and had been relieved of most of his powers. It would not be good to call him marshal again.

Zefa glanced at Michelin with complicated eyes and said nothing, while Warring States said with a smile behind him.

"Come to me and tell me."

Zefa didn't say anything along the way, just lowering his head so that his eyes could not be seen clearly. Michelin did not dare to ask more questions and just followed behind.

Zhan Guo's office is no longer in its original location. It has been moved to another area, with the name of the Grand Inspector hanging on the door.

Entering the room, the chief inspector's office was much shabbier than the marshal's office, but it was still spacious and bright.

"What to drink, coffee, tea?"

Warring States took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, then turned to ask Zefa and Michelin.

Zefa didn't reply and sat on the sofa in silence.

"Tea."

Michelin replied politely and stood beside Zefa.

After a while, Warring States came to the two of them with a cup of tea and a bottle of wine. The tea was from Michelin and the wine was from Zefa.

Green bottle, green label, with Jerez printed on it.

Zefa took the wine, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it directly. He drank about half the bottle in one breath before taking a deep breath.

Then he looked at the wine bottle in his hand in a daze.

This was the first time Michelin saw Zefa's expression. He didn't dare to speak while holding the teacup, and just watched from the side.

This was not the first time that Warring States saw Zefa's expression. The last time was when Zefa was attacked by pirates and only two of his students died after being rescued.

During that period of time, Zefa had this look.

This is when he begins to doubt his own justice.

He turned around and looked at Michelin, who was looking at Zefa obediently and concernedly, and sighed deeply.

"Come and sit down, and I'll tell you where you're going next."

Michelin held the tea without moving, still standing beside Zefa, forcing a smile.

"Mr. Warring States, please speak, I will listen."

Warring States' expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to say something solemnly, but he didn't know how to say it. Things that were too confidential could never be told to Michelin, but it was difficult for him to express himself without making it clear.

"You..., the Devil Fruit you ate is the fruit that the World Government has been looking for and wants to recover for many years. Now you eat it. Due to the importance of this fruit, the World Government decided to transfer you to the World Government. Working in its cp0 agency."

Warring States thought for a while and said the words in one breath with content that he was quite satisfied with.

Michelin fell into silence. Zefa picked up the wine bottle again and started tossing it. He didn't know how to face Michelin at this time.

There was a long silence in the office. The wine in Zefa's hand had long been drained, and the tea in Michelin's hand had long since gone cold.

Michelin put down the already cold tea in his hand, walked up to Zefa, and said with a smile.

"Teacher, please don't blame yourself. This is probably the best outcome for me. It's just a change of place to work. It's not a big problem."

Then he turned around and asked Warring States jokingly.

"Mr. Warring States, you won't give me my lieutenant general position. I have just been promoted..."

Warring States was stunned, and Zefa was also stunned. For a while, they didn't understand Michelin's brain circuit.

"Emmm, I am no longer the marshal, but I should keep it for you."

"Don't do it. I was promoted through actual military service. Even if I am transferred to CP0, I should still keep the rank of lieutenant general. You can't give me any less salary."

"???"

"???"

Zefa and Sengoku had doubts on their faces, are you, a child, a little too focused on the world?

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of Sengoku's room, and then Kizaru pushed the door open and came in with a dusty look on his face.

"Oh, it's really lively. Mr. Sengoku and the teacher are here too."

"Hello, brother."

Michelin greeted Kizaru obediently, although he was also puzzled by Kizaru's appearance.

Warring States glanced at Zefa, then at Kizaru, and smiled knowingly.

"Porusalino, you are really well-informed. We just finished our meeting here and you came back from the New World!"

Kizaru said with an indifferent expression.

"I am the fastest man in the world. How can I not have some snacks about my cute and reckless little junior brother? You are right, Teacher Zefa."

Originally, Zefa was a little warm-hearted, but Kizaru's expression when he spoke was too much to be beaten.

As expected, I still don't like this disciple, he deserves a beating.