One Piece: Nobody knows Devil Fruits better than me.

Chapter 76 It is power itself!
Zoro didn't understand.

He simply brewed a pot of tea according to the rules of the temple for entertaining guests.

But in such a short time, three people inexplicably appeared in the room of the person called 'Hai Zhu', and there were also extremely exaggerated explosion marks at the scene.

"Teacher, who exactly are those people?"

He couldn't understand why his teacher could sit calmly beside him and drink tea after what had happened.

"Zoro, you're planning to set sail, aren't you?"

But at this moment, Koushirou did not answer Zoro's question.

He simply took a sip of hot tea and asked softly.

".Um."

Zoro didn't know why his teacher asked that, but he still nodded: "It should be soon."

"Then you must remember—for the next two years, just train in the East China Sea."

"Don't go to the Grand Line until your swordsmanship has improved or you have found a strong enough partner."

Koushirou's voice was very flat.

"Huh? Why?"

Zoro, however, could not understand.

Partners? He never felt he needed that.

He wants to become the world's greatest swordsman, and all he needs is the sword in his hand.

"What you see today is the reason."

Koushirou looked gently at his disciple: "I know your ambition, and I also know about your promise to Kuina."

"But it's still too early for you to truly face this vast ocean."

Hearing this, Zoro frowned: "Is it because of that 'Boar'? Master—you think I can't beat him?"

He was very dissatisfied.

Although he was just outside the village, he was blasted away by the boar.

But Zoro believed that it was only because he held back when he attacked.

He couldn't believe that his three-sword style, which he had practiced diligently for many years, would be no match for a guy who suddenly appeared.

"If I fight with all my might, I'm sure I can."

Zoro didn't finish his sentence.

Because at this moment, Koushirou was looking at him with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

But a moment later, he sighed again.

After that, the owner of the Isshin Dojo didn't say anything more, but simply got up and left silently.

And at the same time
In another room, the Revolutionary Army trio sat facing the Pig.

The expressions on the faces of the three revolutionary army cadres were not good.

Sabo, in particular, looked almost frozen, while the other two looked at him with some concern.

"I'm actually a nobleman."

Sabo clenched his fists tightly.

That's right—just now, Piglet directly mentioned that Dragon went to the Kingdom of Goa seven years ago.

Coincidentally, Sabo was rescued by Dragon near the Goa Kingdom seven years ago, and subsequently lost his memory, forgetting his identity.

But he learned the truth from the pig.

"You are a nobleman of the Goa Kingdom, but you decided to become a pirate because you were dissatisfied with the rule of the nobles."

This truth made them suspect it was a lie almost immediately.

The Revolutionary Army's Chief of Staff is a 'noble' from a member state of the World Government? And he even once planned to become a pirate?
Who would believe such a thing?
But
"Not a lie"

At that moment, Sabo knew this in his heart.

At this moment, as the Pig recounted his origins, fragments of memories flashed through his mind.

"Saab!"

"Saab!"

Those were two innocent, clear voices, yet they sounded familiar to him.

'who are they?'

Sabo instinctively had this question in his mind—his intuition told him that this was someone very important to him.

But the Pig did not answer his question.

Because the Pig (亥) is very clear about this.

Presenting some intelligence can give you the upper hand in negotiations, but you should know when to stop.

If he mentions a certain Nika at this point, it could very well cross Dorrag's bottom line and have the opposite effect on the deal.

What he has revealed now is enough.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as he predicted.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the three revolutionaries realized a 'fact'.

Since the pig could describe in such detail what happened in the Kingdom of Goa seven years ago as if it had witnessed it firsthand.

This means that the intelligence capabilities of the twelve zodiac signs are far more terrifying than they imagined.

Let's even make a bold guess.
Perhaps the twelve zodiac signs had already begun to pay attention to and investigate the Revolutionary Army long ago.

"This organization may have existed on the sea for a long time, but its existence has never been known to anyone."

This thought made Sabo's heart even heavier.

He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of the jumbled memories and superfluous thoughts: "Mr. Pig, thank you for answering my questions."

“We apologize for what happened earlier, regarding the ‘Pluto Alloy’—let’s begin now.”

He got straight to the point: "Did you bring the samples?"

"of course."

The Pig (亥) smiled and nodded.

He removed his top hat, reached inside, and pulled it out a moment later.
In his hand, there was now a piece of pitch-black alloy.

Upon seeing this, the three revolutionaries frowned again.

What is this again?
Magic? Or ability?
But clearly, the Pig (亥猪) had no intention of answering their questions.

Please confirm this.

He simply placed the alloy in his hand on the table and gently raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Saab then looked at Lindbergh, who was standing next to him.

'How is it, Lind?'

Their long-standing tacit understanding from fighting together and the secret codes they had agreed on allowed them to communicate seamlessly.

"It's definitely an alloy I've never seen before, let me confirm."

Lindberg twitched his beard.

That's right—Saab is the Chief of the General Staff, responsible for leading the negotiations for this deal.

Belo Betty herself was the commander of the East Blue Army, so naturally she had to come along—in fact, she also brought a group of Revolutionary Army soldiers, who were waiting in the nearby waters at the moment.

Lindbergh, as the commander of the Western Army, had only one reason for being here.

As the chief scientist in charge of the revolutionary army's weapons manufacturing, he came to verify the authenticity of the 'Pluto Alloy' mentioned by the Twelve Constellations. 'Proceed according to plan.'

Sabo gave him another look.

"Leave it to me—even if the sky falls, I will never lose my composure!"

Lindbergh nodded firmly.

Then, he took out some professional-looking equipment from the backpack behind him, and then picked up the alloy and began to examine it.

Seeing this, Sabo felt somewhat relieved.

Then, he planned to ask the Pig for some more information: "Mr. Pig, we..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a shrill voice behind him say, "This is... Hiss... No! I can't lose my composure..."

Everyone turned around and saw Lindbergh biting his cat's tail hard, with tears even streaming down his face behind his glasses.

Even so, his eyes remained fixed on the piece of alloy in his hand.

Sabo: "."

He sighed – well, all his plans have fallen through.

Then, a few minutes later...
"How did you manage to do that? Who forged this alloy? No, no, no, this thing can't possibly be an alloy. The energy source to create something like this is impossible!"

"Have you tested its properties? And its scalability?"

Lindbergh, like a mad scientist, gestured wildly and talked incessantly in front of Pig.

"Be quiet!"

It wasn't until Belo Betty couldn't take it anymore and hit him on the head with a flagpole that he finally quieted down.

Saab then questioned Lindbergh in detail, and the latter responded without hesitation.

“Unprecedented, Sabo. What they said is probably true. This thing should be the alloy used to make ‘Pluto’.”

"I certainly can't replicate it, but I'm certain that if this thing were added to a weapon..."

They discussed it quietly for a long time.

Subsequently
"Mr. Pig".

Sabo, his expression growing increasingly grave, looked at the boar and said formally, "We need to determine its production volume, price, and supply method."

"The output won't be too high."

The Pig chuckled and said, “Based on the size of this alloy, you provide us with 200 portions of material each year, and we will sell you 200 portions of the alloy.”

There's nothing we can do about it.

The synthesis of Pluto Alloy relies on the power of the Gluttony Fruit, but the use of this power is based on the human body, not on a real manufacturing plant.

This can also be seen from the Wapol alloy in the original work—Wapol, who also created a brand new alloy, still could not mass-produce such an alloy, so its price on the black market was almost astronomical.

Pluto alloy is even more difficult to manufacture.

Even for a piece of alloy containing nineteen different metals, it would take nearly a day for the Swallow Fruit to absorb and fuse with it, not even counting the physical exertion involved.

So, as the Pig said, its output will not be too high, at least not on a large scale for the time being.

"As for the price—2 million Berries per serving."

"In other words, you need to give us 40 billion peles every year, and including this time, you need to give us 10 billion as a deposit each time."

He simply stated his requirements.

Four hundred billion!?

But at this moment, Sabo shook his head: "Mr. Pig, this price is really..."

As one of the world's largest powers, the Revolutionary Army naturally has ample funds.

However, as the world government's greatest enemy, they also have many areas where they need to spend money.

Concealing their whereabouts, military equipment, funding to support local armed forces, and covert propaganda all require money!
An additional expenditure of 40 billion yen per year is far too much, even for the Revolutionary Army.

But
“Mr. Sabo, you may be mistaken.”

The Pig's words, however, were very calm.

"boom!"

He stood up and slammed his top hat on the table with a heavy, metallic sound.

"It's not that we need you to buy it, it's that you need it."

He stated the facts calmly.

"Whether it is ruling or overthrowing rule, power is a necessity—especially the latter, as it is more difficult to overthrow the existing order than to maintain it."

"What you are doing now may seem to have crippled the World Government, but in reality, the war you truly need to win has not yet arrived."

The few revolutionaries present also fell silent.

They also knew that as they led people to overthrow the rule of the World Government, the World Government's attention and oppression of them were also increasing.

Dorrag never told them, but they knew it themselves.

The time for the final battle is not far off.

Seven years at most? Or ten?
That war will then come.

"The Four Emperors, the World Government, the Navy, and your Revolutionary Army... that will be a war that will shatter everything in the old world."

"To win it, you need enough power to fight against the whole world."

At this point, Hai Zhu pointed to the alloy on the table.

"This alloy is 'power' itself."

Silence fell over the room.

The three senior officers of the revolutionary army also looked at the alloy, speechless.

After a moment, Sabo finally spoke.

"What about you?"

The revolutionary army's chief of staff, with his young face, looked at the Pig: "In that war against the world, what will be the stance of you 'Twelve Constellations'?"

"Don't you need this 'power'?"

The question he asked was exactly what the revolutionary army cared about most.

What are the purposes and stances of the twelve constellations, and why did they sell Pluto alloy to them?

Then Sabo heard the boar's soft laughter.

"The stance of the twelve constellations is not something I can decide."

He calmly said, "I am just an officer, and my colleagues and I only follow the leader's orders—to sell the alloy to you, that's all."

"As for power."

He smiled and did not continue.

But Sabo could clearly read the other person's mind.

That's right—Pluto alloy symbolizes the 'power' that created Hades, but the twelve zodiac signs don't care about it.

The reason is not hard to guess.

That is also one of the answers that the revolutionary army is now speculating about.

They possess formidable intelligence capabilities; their known members are all extremely powerful individuals; and they are suspected of having mastered the technology to forge ancient alloys.
"Pluto himself may be in the hands of the twelve zodiac signs!"

"The power of this organization may far exceed everyone's imagination."

(End of this chapter)