I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

  Chapter 37 I am not interested in managing fruits

   "But, I can't teach you."

Shanks finally shook his head. "I came to the West Sea willfully, my friends are still waiting for me on the Great Sea Route! So sorry, Lynch, I don't have time to teach you how to be domineering..."

   "In that case, forget it!" Lynch laughed.

  Everyone has their own adventure.

  I am afraid that only an old guy like Leily who retired and lived in seclusion would have that leisurely mind. He deliberately spent two years instructing Luffy to practice domineering...

   "So next... can I only drift slowly in the sea like this?"

   "It seems to be!" Shanks laughed.

   "It's boring!" Lynch lay down directly, resting on the backpack full of banknotes, "Come back." He hooked his finger at "B.I.B".

  The battle armor double turned into a cloud of pitch black energy and returned to Lynch's body.

   Lynch frowned and hummed twice, adapting to the "experience points" attached to him.

  He took out the green telephone worm from his pocket, and peeled the fish that he had left to eat.

   "Bolubolu..." Little Green saw the sky again, too lively, arching around in Lynch's palm, eating happily.

   Lynch continued to organize the memory of the substitute.

  From the chaos on the island, to the original plan to take Robin away from the island, and then suddenly encounter the green pheasant...

  If you can see the green pheasant in the tavern in "B.I.B", it will be much more convenient if you know it for the first time!

   Lynch thought.

   "Bolubolu..."

   Lynch felt that the phone bug humming in his palm was too itchy, so he put it on the ground and sent it to the pile of fish bones to bite slowly.

  His own thoughts moved, and he released the substitute "B.I.B" again.

"what?"

  The moment the pitch-black armor appeared, Lynch and it both moved slightly.

  『…』

  "..."

  The body and the double looked at each other and noticed a certain change between each other.

   Lynch thought for a moment, and smiled: "It seems that your growth is not low, is it A grade? Come on, give it a try."

  He reached for "B.I.B".

  『B.I.B』wiped his "ear" and then took it off—a small piece like an in-ear headset.

  It threw the "headset" to Lynch.

   Lynch raised his hand to catch it, put it on his ear hole, and tapped his finger twice.

  Hum...

  A light curtain appeared, covering the upper half of Lynch's head.

  Especially in front of his eyes, something similar to a virtual screen was formed, which was presenting in real time what "B.I.B" had seen at this moment—that is, Lynch who looked dumbly at the nearby virtual screen.

   "Don't move, let me control it."

   Lynch said, focusing on the virtual screen in front of him. Gradually, his perspective seemed to be unified with the stand-in armor, and part of his consciousness seemed to be injected into "B.I.B".

  His heart moved, and he controlled "B.I.B" to rotate in place.

  When the angle of view flickered, it turned to Shanks. The red hair was holding a fish bone and teasing the green phone bug, stretched out and shrunk in a shameless manner... and finally was bitten by the annoyed little green!

   "Wow!" Shanks hurriedly shook off the little green, pattered it on the broken wooden board, and blew his fingers, "Damn it, it's a phone bug, why does it hurt to bite?"

  “…” Lynch’s own ears and Shanks’s voice heard through “B.I.B”’s “headset” seem to have a subtle overlap deviation, “It seems that there is a delay?”

  Just like playing a game, the slight delay of tens to hundreds of milliseconds does not affect the operation much, but it still makes people subjectively uncomfortable.

   Lynch thought for a while, and felt that this flaw was still within the acceptable range.

  Peng!

  The black double armor suddenly disintegrated.

   Faceplate, helmet, breastplate, carapace, arm armor, leg armor...like mechanical parts, entwined with the dark substitute energy, floating in the air.

  The visor with white light on the eyes floats, rotates, and rotates in the air, and finally "rightens".

  "It's really hard to control..." Lynch thought secretly, "Try the limit distance?"

  Thinking so, helmets, breastplates, back armors, arm armors, leg armors...all the "mechanical parts" spread out in all directions, flying far away against the sea.

  Only the veil with white light on the eyes floats in place, spinning slightly...

  Shanks sitting on the broken wooden plank pushed the cleaned pile of fish bones into the sea, teasing the green phone bug, and noticed the sudden change of Lynch’s “ghost ability”, and he couldn't help but whispered.

  He joined hands and looked around, gloating, "Oops, has your ghost betrayed?"

   "It's just a new trick I have mastered..." Lynch said through the visor, while thinking: "Sure enough, it's just like the original characteristics of "B.I.B"...There is no distance limit at all!"

Lynch felt that even if he was trapped by someone and temporarily unable to get out of it, "BIB" could exist forever, even wandering around in every corner of the four seas... It's just that if he does that, if he is delayed indefinitely. , When it returned to the body, Lynch didn't know how serious he would suffer...Even if he was a stand-in for "BIB", he didn't have the confidence to withstand that level of "experience".

  Even if it is the physique of Naruto from non-human to Naruto, it can't bear the exhaustion of a large number of shadow clones and faints on the spot.

   Lynch would not let "B.I.B" be separated for a long time if he didn't want to die.

  Thinking about it this way, he moved his mind through the manipulation of the virtual screen.

  唰唰唰!

  The "battle armor parts" wrapped by the dark avatar energy scattered over the sea a hundred meters away suddenly stopped, turned the direction, and all flew upward.

  "Is it only possible to raise about 10 meters..."

   Lynch wears a virtual screen on his head, and looks at each other with a visor floating in the sky at a height of 10 meters.

  When his attention accidentally shifted from "Ling Qi in the eyes of the visor" to "Lin Qi watching the visor in the sky", Lynch broke away from the state of "remote control hosting".

  The visor floating in the sky shook twice, and the consciousness of "B.I.B" itself went online, stabilizing the visor.

   Lynch concentrates, through the virtual screen in front of him, "substitutes" the stand-in perspective again, against the "delay", once again manipulates "B.I.B".

  With a thought to him, all the scattered "armor parts" flew back.

  Under Lynch’s gaze, the arm armor covered with red flame patterns flew against the sea, and went straight to the ice surface, focusing on himself on the virtual screen in front of him.

  He saw that he stretched out his hand, but passed by the red flame-lined arm armor...

"It's really difficult to move when hosting "BIB". If you are not careful, you will be'dropped' on "BIB"..." Lynch secretly said, "I feel that my own'delay' is higher than the control substitute. what's going on…"

  The red flame pattern arm armor that flew over the head twirled, turned around, and went straight to the body on the ice cube again.

   Lynch took a deep breath.

  This is a wonderful experience.

  He felt that his perspective was divided into two halves... While he was manipulating the various parts of the avatar, he moved his own actions at the same time...

  Crack! Lynch's right glove came into the flying red flame pattern arm armor, and his fingers moved as usual.

  Other "battle armor parts" have also flown long ago, wrapped in a layer of black substitute energy, floating in front of him.

  The visor lowered, floating in front of Lynch himself.

   Lynch watched himself stand up, grabbed the floating breastplate with his right hand covered with red flame patterns, and grabbed a triangular chip covered with tubular patterns from the white-lighted "reactor" of the inverted triangle.

  Fruit...

   Lynch thought about the devil fruit ability that seemed to be "gunpowder" in the memory of the avatar.

  The right hand full of red flame patterns grasped the glowing devil fruit chip and planted it in Lynch’s own chest.

  (End of this chapter)