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Chapter 207 [Gourmet Cell] Belonging

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Royal Palace Palace, in the kitchen.

Sanji is busy there, cooking food for Miss Nami.

His brows were slightly frowned.

Five days have passed, and Luffy still hasn't woken up. Without the captain's order, they can't decide the next itinerary.

The same is true for Lan Ye. After that parting, she just disappeared.

As if he had already left.

These made Sanji and the others feel quite blocked.

Especially Nami, who has been visibly depressed in recent days.

Even eating Sanji's special food and desserts, he didn't smile a few times.

This made Sanji quite annoyed, and secretly made up his mind that if he saw Lan Ye again, he must give him a good lesson.

"Hey, Sanji, what are you doing delicious?" A familiar voice sounded.

"Oh, what about eight-treasure porridge, Miss Nami said she wanted to eat it. Hundan! It's you!"

Sanji replied subconsciously, and then realized who the owner of the voice was, and kicked it out without looking back.

Snapped!
Sanji's feet were caught.

"Well, don't be so angry, thanks to my kindness, I came here to find you, and I'm going to give you something good." Lan Ye said helplessly.

"Hundan, how dare you make Miss Nami unhappy! I will teach you a lesson!" Sanji refused to let go, and kicked the other foot.

Snapped!
He was caught by Lan Ye again.

"Sanji, you can't beat me now, let's calm down and have a chat." The natural voice.

Sanji was furious immediately.

You brat, how dare you say I can't beat you?
Who!

Who can beat you!

It was Lan Ye who let go of Sanji's foot, and Sanji immediately rushed towards Lan Ye, performing a series of kicking moves.

Reluctantly, Lan Ye could only turn on 'Floating Catkins' and sway left and right in the storm, but Sanji never touched the corner of his clothes.

After finishing a set of kicking skills, Sanji had to stop, frowning and looking at Lan Ye up and down.

Is this guy really that strong?

Seeing Sanji stop, Lan Ye also stopped.

"Well, are you done venting? Let's talk about business."

"Tell me, what's the matter." Sanji lit a cigarette while adding seasonings to the eight-treasure porridge.

"I hope you can help me protect Nami after I leave." Lan Ye said seriously.

Hearing that Lan Ye was about to leave, Sanji paused for a while when he lifted the lid of the pot, then returned to normal, and said disdainfully:

"You don't need to say, I will protect Miss Nami with my life."

"Well, I know how much you defend Nami, but your strength is not enough. Now that Sauron understands the sword intent, you should not be his opponent, right?"

"Hehe, that forgiving look, I will catch up with him soon." He said with a relaxed tone.

"I believe you will be very fast, but after all, I helped Sauron comprehend the sword intent. If I don't give you something, I'm not balanced." Discussing the tone.

"No, I can defeat that. Hiss!"

bang-

Before Sanji could say anything, he suddenly felt a sharp pain from the depths of his body, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling all over his body, his body twitched and fell to the ground, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground , make a noise.

Looking at Sanji who was sobbing on the ground, Ai Ye smashed his mouth and explained:
"I injected you with a part of my ability, which is transforming your cells and transforming them into gourmet cells. In the future, as long as you eat a kind of gourmet for the first time, your physical fitness will become stronger. With your A genetically adjusted body can definitely reach a terrifying stage, so Nami will leave it to you."

After the voice fell, Lan Ye turned and left regardless of whether Sanji listened to it or not.

Not long after Lan Ye left, Weiwei with blue hair pushed open the door and saw Sanji twitching on the ground, her face was immediately dissatisfied with nervousness.

"Are you alright, Sanji? Wait a minute, I'll call Chopper right away."

Saying that, Weiwei was about to turn around and leave, but she didn't expect Sanji to be able to forcefully say:

"Don't! Don't go! Give me something to eat! I'm hungry—"

Weiwei thought she had heard it wrong, and after Sanji repeated it again, she brought Sanji the eight-treasure porridge that he originally planned to cook for Nami.

"No, this is for Nami! Give me some vegetables!" Sanji gritted his teeth.

God knows how hungry he is now, the transformation just now turned out to make his original muscular muscles become skinny after a while.

Weiwei was a witness who watched Sanji lose weight at an alarming rate, thought it was some strange disease, hurriedly pulled a basket of carrots, and then stuffed them into Sanji's mouth.

I'm afraid he will starve to death.

Sanji is also an old man.

After eating three full baskets of vegetables, even though he was still skinny, he finally recovered a little mobility, got up from the ground, and first checked how the eight-treasure porridge for Nami was.

Be sure. After the eight-treasure porridge is still being cooked, Sanji can safely use the kitchen utensils to cook for himself.

For some reason, he felt that if he didn't eat delicious food, he might always be such a skinny skeleton.

In Weiwei's worried eyes, Sanji ate a delicacy after cooking one delicacy. After eating hundreds of dishes, he stopped with a satisfied face and burped.

"Phew ~ my God, I finally replenished the consumption just now." Sanji let out a long beard.

"Sanji, what's going on? Don't you really need to ask Chopper to take a look?" Weiwei asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's a farewell gift from Lan Ye." Sanji said indifferently, feeling the strength in his body, and said to himself: "Next time we meet, I will definitely make him regret that he dared to give me the ability of a demon !"

Obviously, Sanji is transforming the magic card of "Gourmet Cell" into the ability of Devil Fruit.

Weiwei was taken aback, and asked in surprise:

"Has Lan Ye ever been here?"

"Well, he just left before you came in."

"Ah, let's go again." Lost tone.

"Huh? Vivi."

"Ah, what's wrong, Sanji?"

"Do you like Lan Ye!" With a firm tone.

"Ah—ah! Nope!" He said in a panicked tone.

Seeing this, Sanji couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

Mother, next time I see Lan Ye, I will definitely give him a hard beating!

"Sniff~" Weiwei's little nose moved, wondering: "Sanji, is there something burnt?"

Sanji immediately jumped up from the ground when he heard the words, and anxiously opened the eight-treasure porridge that was still simmering, and a burning smell permeated from it.

Sanji couldn't help but wailed:
"Ah!!! I specially made eight-treasure porridge with love for Ms. Nami! Lan Ye, I am at odds with you!!",
　I have to work overtime on New Year's Eve, and I feel very tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)