I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Sakaski took a deep puff of his cigar and asked, "Who do you think is the lower-level fruit of the Sasha fruit that has the most similar properties to your devil fruit?"

"Me?" I wanted to answer straight away, but Smoker, who was completely unconfident by the previous actions of the two, even raised doubts about the declarative sentence.

"It's really hard to say," Robin realized that he had finally encountered an academic problem: "On the surface, the Shasha fruit definitely has the upper hand, manipulating the gravel, turning the fine sand into various extremely lethal moves .”

Sakalski followed Dr. Robin's words and said: "However, the smoke fruit that can manipulate the two natural phenomena of smoke and fog at the same time, no matter in terms of density, adsorption, and water vapor content, cannot be separated from other aspects. The essential feature—that is, the fine-grained control that allows easy adjustment and change on the millimeter scale."

Robin carefully helped Smoker sort out the academic dialogue between her and Sakalski, and refined it into one sentence: "No matter whether your smoke fruit is smoke or fog, the direction of fruit development is to change the density, absorb revolutionary millimeter-level control."

Scholars in the research state can't wait to run back to the library immediately: "Sakaski, this discovery may break our common sense!"

"Do you mean that the ranks of the upper and lower Devil Fruits are not completely fixed?" Smoker, who finally understood the [Human Words], seemed a little unbelievable.

"That's right! This means that once your fruit ability is developed enough, it is very likely that you can deprive the sandstorm control of the sandstorm released by the fruit of the rustling." Burning Fruit joins Burning Crusade's Esmedi.

There is even a debate between the so-called top magma fruit and its inferior shaoshao fruit, that is, once it can break through the established temperature, can shaoshao fruit surpass the magma fruit!

Now that the topic has been diverted by Robin, Sakaski doesn't mind letting his adopted daughter worry about it.

He boldly put forward a hypothesis: "Perhaps, there is no such thing as upper and lower ranks at all, it's just that the representatives of each fruit have different duties.

For example, the Shasha fruit can absorb the moisture of objects and creatures it touches, and then create sand grains. Is his final evolution just manipulating sand grains? "

"It's this kind of proposition that can give you a headache... Sakaski, you are so annoying!!!" The girl whose mind was already overloaded screamed, desperately trying to stop herself from thinking about it, which seems to be worth studying The subject, but why can't I control this brain that is about to move around!

214. Empty Nest Old Bones Online Performing Arts

Calmly punishing his adoptive daughter a little, Sakaski turned his gaze back to the smoker who has the ability to smoke fruit.

He didn't bother to care whether Smoker was eating smoke fruit or a wider range of smoke fruits, this kind of thing would be clear to the eater when he practiced deeply.

Now that the goal is clear, the next thing is much easier.

Although the practice methods of the natural department are different, they have something in common.

Whether it's a sparkling fruit, a burnt fruit, a magma fruit, a frozen fruit, a rustling fruit, or a smokey fruit... all natural devil fruits that are related to a certain natural phenomenon cannot escape the word of micro-control.

"Can your smoke be simulated?" Robin asked the most basic and most difficult question without Sakarski asking.

Smoker twitched his lips. Although he couldn't understand the academic debates, he wouldn't be completely taken by this black-bellied girl as a newcomer who just ate this devil fruit.

The devil fruit user who responded with practical actions raised his right arm, and the white smoke rose and floated out in the blink of an eye. Under his control, it gradually shrank and changed, forming a fuzzy snake head made of smoke.

"It's so ugly..." Hina expressed her opinion without any hesitation. The animal formed by the smoke in front of her had no nose or eyes, and only a stupid mouth that was recessed could be roughly seen.

Robin sighed softly, as if worried about someone's aesthetics: "Mr. Smoker's taste..."

The experienced nature-type ability user raised his eyebrows. Although he could basically tell what it was, someone's control ability really didn't even cross the threshold.

But you can't become a fat man with one bite, and you have to strengthen the control of the smoke step by step.

"Smog, let's set a small goal first." Sakaski raised his right index finger, "Your practice at this stage is based on successfully simulating Hina's face with smoke."

Before the words fell, the two parties raised questions one after another: "Wait...why do you want to imitate Hina?"

"Hina doesn't understand. If you want to start from the basics, shouldn't you first simulate dead objects such as cups, tables and chairs, and simulate my face, maybe Smoker can't handle it at all."

The smoking man who was not confident enough and a little bit retreated, his eyes bulged when he heard this: "Who said I can't handle it?"

Look, isn't the motivation coming?

Sakaski shrugged, and elaborated his intention earnestly: "Smog is no longer a kid, we have to add some difficulty to him, only when he is under pressure can he have motivation, so that he can be motivated and motivated. Grow quickly in punishment."

Smoker was about to agree, but he always felt that something was wrong.He slowly turned his head and looked up at Yue Lao who had just given him a perfect assist in some confusion: "Punishment?"

"Yes." Sakaski nodded, "If the simulated face is too unsightly, Hina has the right to smack you." Then, he gestured to the woman: "Hina, you will come with me to the headquarters fortress later Take the gift customized by Mr. Zefa for Smoker, the ten hands with the sea stone on the front end are not afraid of smoking or hurting him, a smoker."

"Um!"

Look, the answer is very straightforward.A wish to fight and a wish to suffer, Sakalski smelled the sour smell of love.

Someone who was arranged clearly, acquiesced in pain and joy.

But Robin, who was standing aside, always felt that some idiot would definitely have his face swollen.

The soldier who never procrastinated turned around and took Hina towards the military headquarters. Apart from the ten hands that Zephato had taken from Sengoku and put there, he had to ask these old guys what happened behind their backs? What a mess for Robin!!

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"Did you hear anything?" Sakaski, who was walking in the corridor, suddenly stopped, stopped and listened carefully to identify something.

Hina nodded, it seemed that the sound of the piano was faintly heard from a high place, even if she was standing in the corridor, she could hear it.

But the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, who is familiar with the layout of the room on the top floor, can accurately know that the sound of the piano definitely came from that office in the Warring States Period!

The corners of Sakaski's mouth curled up with a smirk. He has been wandering outside all year round, and he hasn't had a good rest.These two old fellows are good. If they have nothing to do, they will teach Robin some whimsical moves, blow up the house, and listen to the music.

Very good, if he doesn't cause trouble for these two people, his surname will not be Sa!!

The two big men who were listening to music and tasting wine with great interest suddenly felt cold behind their backs.

The melodious sound of the violin is still pleasant, but somehow it feels like being targeted by a vicious dog.

"...Is it an illusion?" Warring States shook his head, casually put down the spirits that were quite popular in the headquarters recently, and turned his attention to Uncle Ka who was stuffing donuts into his mouth with his eyes closed: "Hey! Karp! Are you sure Sakalski isn't up yet?"

But it was Garp's indistinct snort that answered him.

"哬... snort... snort.. snort..."