"Hey, really, maid, you really make people worry!"
Vlad flapped his wings and flew across the endless sea. The maid in his hand had already woken up.
"I'm sorry, Master Vlad!"
Tears flashed in the maid's eyes. She replied to Vlad guiltily, "That man is too strong. I don't have the strength to fight back."
"Of course!"
Vlad said snappily, "Who do you think you are? Who do you think that man is? You want to fight him? It's still fifty years early."
The maid looked a little timid. Apparently, she had been taught a lesson by Ke Liji, who had no compassion for women, and there was a big bump on her head.
"That man is one of Charlotte's three stars of dessert, a well-deserved high-level master of the new world."
Vlad smiled. "I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to fight against him... At least for now."
Vlad was not a pessimist. The fruit ability of Baby-5 was very strong, the weapon fruit could not only become cold weapons. The artillery transformed by Baby-5 was proof.
In other words, as long as Baby-5 understood the structure, even the antimatter cannon or even railgun could be made. The only premise was that Baby-5 could understand the structure of these weapons and her own physical strength was enough.
Although the world of One Piece did not have these destructive weapons, do not forget, the world of One Piece itself had a lot of black technology, such as pacifista.
Another example was Pluton, the legendary terrifying warship that could destroy an island with one shot. Although such things were far inferior to the black technology that could destroy planets with a flick of a finger, it was enough to dominate this world of One Piece.
This was the expectation that Vlad had for Baby-5. Perhaps this weak woman could really reach such a level in the future, not to mention the level of awakening of the devil fruit.
Think about it, everyone. Think about it. If Baby-5's weapon fruit is awakened at a little bit, what kind of prosperous situation would that be? Even if she's not for Pluton or pacifista, it would be easy to have cannons all over the place. At that time, the maid was a one-man army and could provide firepower support of more than dozens of warships. It was terrifying.
But these expectations were only limited to thinking now. After all, the maid named Baby-5 was really weak. Not to mention awakening, even her own fruit was developed like that. It was too horrible to look at. It was really a waste of such a powerful fruit.
How should I put it, maybe it is really Oda's malice. Many of these powerful fruits have been eaten by some inexplicable weak people. If a master of art has eaten it, who else in the sea can withstand a move?
Vlad was also a little helpless. The weapon fruit was undoubtedly a very powerful fruit that could transform any weapon into a powerful ability. As long as there was a blueprint, Gundam was not a dream.
Unfortunately, it was a pity that Baby-5 was really a little weak. Just like what Vlad had said, the current Baby-5 would not be qualified to fight with the current Charlotte Cracker in another fifty years. The gap between the two sides was clear at a glance.
Although the biscuit fruit of Cracker was really not strong and was even more different than the weapon fruit, the difference in strength between the two sides was completely different. This was actually quite helpless.
The reason was, of course, because of the difference in character. There was no powerful fruit, only powerful people. Even if Whitebeard ate the weakest fruit imaginable, it will still be terrifying. There was no doubt.
The biggest difference between a first-class master like Cracker and Vlad was not on the fruit.
It was the body, the mind, and the strength of the haki were the real strength. The physical strength could support the use of the stronger fruit ability. The haki ability could resist damage and enhance the attack.
As for these, there was none of them now. They were really useless. Vlad did not understand. Baby-5 clearly had such a powerful ability, but that Doffy could turn a blind eye to it. It was really good enough.
On the contrary, if we look at his top executives, they are all a bunch of weirdos. Except for Vergo and Pica, who claimed to be able to take down Vice-Admiral Smoker alone, the other two are just useless. Can we even call them crap? They are the top executives of the Shichibukai at this level? Even the subordinates of Moria are more useful than them.
But now that Vlad has taken over baby - 5, since this maid has become his subordinate, he naturally can't let this powerful fruit fall into inexplicable depravity.
The maid development plan can already be put on the agenda. Let's go and see. She is actually his own crew member. If she is too weak, it will be a little embarrassing. Look, the first crew member of Luffy is Zoro, and the first one of Roger's crew is Rayleigh, but his crew member is a maid who only brings tea and water and occasionally wants to beat the captain. Isn't this too shameful?
I can't let the baby - 5 be abandoned like this. A golden light flashed in Vlad's eyes. He looked at the maid with more and more unfriendly eyes. There was a hint of a playful smile on his mouth. Don't misunderstand. Vlad is not a sadist. He just likes this kind of feeling of teaching people.
"Lord Vlad?"
Baby-5 felt that the captain's gaze was a little off. She asked with a guilty conscience, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh, nothing. I just feel that you are a little weak, maid."
Vlad smiled. "I just don't want to see my first crew member only have this kind of strength. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to say it?"
"Eh?" Miss Maid was a little stunned.
"That's why I decided," Vlad said excitedly, "I'll train you well. It's the kind of cultivation where you die if you don't improve!"
"Eh?" Baby-5 was stunned and did not come back to his senses.
"Don't worry," Vlad comforted, "Generally speaking, people can't die. I'm quite experienced!"
"Eh?" Miss Maid was stunned.
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Soon, under Vlad's rapid speed, the shadow of the huge Gran Tesoro appeared on the sea level. The huge ship shadow looked no different from a small island. At this time, the sun had just hung up in the air, and the sunlight was gently shining on the sea surface.