One Piece Comics Heritage System

Karl looked at the person in front of him in surprise and touched his chin.

I always feel like something is wrong, why can’t I say anything?

"I'm Carl!"

The person in front of him spoke, but he just felt that something was not right.

"Your name is Karl!"

Karl was about to nod subconsciously, but then he thought about it, and there seemed to be something weird somewhere.

"Hey, no, you are Karl, then who am I."

A question mark popped up on Carl's head.

When I raise a question mark, it’s not that I have a problem, it’s that you have a problem.

"Smith?"

"Hey Smith, you see if I beat you or not, that's the end of it!"

After realizing something was wrong, he immediately looked in the direction where Smith fell to the ground just now.

Sure enough, he found that Smith was no longer there. He thought about the transformation fruit he had eaten, and a funny look appeared on his face.

"Captain, have mercy..."

Sure enough, it was Smith. After finding out that he was discovered by Karl, he immediately started running around the stool on the high platform.

Fortunately, there were more than a dozen stools on the high platform, so the two of them chased each other in a lively manner.

After some fighting, Karl and Karl sat there.

"How do you feel about becoming like me?"

After pausing, Carl asked the essential question.

The Change Fruit should not be like the Clone-Clone Fruit that Bentham eats.

You can only imitate its shape, but not its spirit, right?

If this is the case, then the ability of this fruit is really not worth mentioning.

"Master Karl, you are really strong."

"I can only imitate a small part of your strength now."

"But I feel like this small amount of strength can easily crush me."

Karl in front of him was constantly touching the muscles and chest of his body.

There was an intoxicated look on his face.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Stop disgusting me, change back quickly."

He looked at a person who looked exactly like him touching his skin.

His scalp felt numb, he wasn't a pervert.

"Hahaha...uh..."

"Okay, I'll change back right away."

Smith is excited about this surging power.

Suddenly seeing Karl's increasingly stern eyes, it seemed as if the stop button had been pressed.

The next moment, Smith returned to his original appearance.

"You two can join forces."

Karl actually guessed that Smith could inherit part of the strength of the changed character.

But if that's the case, then I don't know. ． ．

"How to join forces?"

Jennifer also recovered some strength at this time, stood up, walked to the side of the two people, and sat down.

"What I mean is, let Smith touch the characters you created."

Carl paused.

He didn't know if Smith could imitate those mythical characters, but it was better than nothing.

"That way Smith could imitate those characters."

Karl touched his chin, thinking about the feasibility of this.

"No, is that the kid just now?"

As soon as Karl finished speaking, Smith asked a question.

The one just now was obviously a three-year-old child.

What strength can it have?

"If they were all like that, I wouldn't have to do it."

Smith waved his hands repeatedly, he didn't want to become a child.

His face and body showed resistance.

"I see, the Law of True Fragrance refers to people like you."

Karl shook his head with a wry smile. Smith was so blessed that he didn't know how to be blessed. It would be easier for him in the future.

"Those characters are all very strong."

"You can only hold on for 15 seconds without looking at Jennifer?"

"You will understand later."

Karl stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"It seems right."

Smith thought about it carefully, and indeed, even Jennifer could only summon the character for 15 seconds.

At the very least, he can transform into Captain Carl for dozens of minutes.

From this point of view, is Captain Carl so much weaker than that kid?

"What are you doing?"

Karl noticed Smith's malicious peek and felt something strange in his heart.

"Nothing, nothing."

Smith waved his hands repeatedly, but he did not dare to say what he was thinking.

"Okay, you two go back and hone your Devil Fruit abilities."

After Karl finished speaking, he turned around and left.

I sent Devil Fruit down in the hope that the two of them could master it as quickly as possible.

It is best to develop it until it awakens, so that it can play a decisive role in the battle of the Valley of Gods three years later.

North Blue!

"Hey, Borsalino, look at this."

Borsalino and his playmate Sayeti stood under the tree looking at the hornet's nest above.

"Whoosh!"

"Crack!"

While Borsalino looked up, Sayeti picked up the stones on the ground and threw them upwards.

"It's so scary."

Borsalino has been adept at using this mantra at a young age.

Borsalino's small expression showed great fear, and he quickly dragged Sayeti and the two of them running for their lives.

The two of them quickly ran to the river and jumped in.

The wasp flew to the water and stayed for five minutes before flying back to its nest.

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

After Sayeti saw the wasp flying away, he immediately jumped out of the water.

"It's so scary."

Bolsalino followed closely behind. Both of them had reached the limit of their suffocation. They crawled to the shore and lay on the ground in embarrassment.

"Sayeti has gone home for dinner."

The shouts of Sayeti's mother could be heard in the distance.

The sky has indeed become darker.

"Porsalino, then I will go back first."

Sayeti looked at Borsalino with a look of reluctance.

Because he knew that Borsalino's parents died when he was young, and now he is alone.

Living alone in an empty room, Sayeti would come over to play with Borsalino whenever he had time.

"You go back first."

Borsalino has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

He stood by the river with an envious look on his face, watching Sayeti throw herself into his mother's arms.

Who doesn’t want to be hugged by his mother?

"Is this the place?"

"It should be right here."

Borsalino heard the sound coming from the shore in the distance and quickly lay down on the ground to observe carefully.

Two men in black suits came from the shore and walked towards his home.

"Find it quickly. Once we find it, we can go back and recover."

"That's right."

Borsalino was lying on the edge of the river, watching the two people's figures drifting away, and was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"You shouldn't be here to find me, right?"

After Bolsalino saw the two walking away, he quickly took a shortcut and ran back home.

"Whoosh!"

After a short tidying up.

He put his clothes and the makeup box left by his mother in the suitcase.

After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that there shouldn't be anything important that I forgot to take.

Nodding, he picked up his suitcase and was about to walk out the door.

"Squeak!"

"Your name is Bolsalino, right?"

The next moment the door was opened from outside. What caught his eye were the two men in suits he had just seen on the shore.

Borsalino looked at the man in a suit in front of him, and he was holding a photo in his hand. He turned it over and found that it was his face.

"I am, what can I do?"

Borsalino answered calmly while making a vigilant gesture.

Although he didn't know what these two people wanted to do with him, it didn't look like it was a good thing.

Although Borsalino is only 14 years old now, his family situation has forced him to mature precociously.

So he kept thinking about escape routes in his mind.