One Piece: The Max-Level Blacksmith of Marineford

Chambord 1 to 29 GR: mainly contains human trafficking shops, human auctions, and illegal areas.

Iron Hammer's target, however, is the auction house.

Although he vehemently disliked these shady industries, it cannot be denied that they did contain something he needed—weapons.

"If I remember correctly, Sanders said that their Hydra organization has venues in many places. I wonder if there will be one in Sabaody."

Iron Hammer disguised himself and arrived at GR7, where there were several auction houses. He looked around and looked quite comical.

But soon he saw that familiar logo.

Hydra symbol

Iron Hammer was overjoyed and hurried toward the Hydra Clubhouse.

He pushed open the door, and a staff member in a white uniform came to him.

"Hello, this is the Hydra Club. How can I help you?"

Iron Hammer reached into his robes and pulled out a small badge, which also featured a hydra design.

Upon seeing the badge, the staff member's eyes lit up. He then bowed to the hammer, said "Please wait a moment," and left.

A short while later, a person dressed in a white uniform but with a hydra emblem on his chest approached Iron Hammer.

"Hello, esteemed VIP member, I am Santos, the manager of this club. How can I help you?"

Hammer: ....

"Santos? What's your relationship with Sanders of the North Sea Stanford Kingdom?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Santos's eyes, but he still answered Hammer's question.

"That's my brother."

"No wonder."

"I came here mainly to buy some things, I wonder if you have any here."

Upon hearing that he wanted to buy something, Santos immediately flashed a businesslike smile.

"I don't know, what do you want to buy?"

"Ten thousand rifle bullets."

"Oh, weapons, these are contraband."

Hammer stared at Santos with an unchanged expression.

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"Please come inside to talk."

Led by Santos, Hammer arrived at a room inside the clubhouse.

Santos waved, and a staff member brought over two cocktails.

"I have bullets, but it will take some time to prepare them, since 10,000 bullets is quite a lot."

"What else? Shells?"

Tiechui shook his head.

"I only need rifle bullets; I don't need artillery shells."

"How long will it take to prepare?"

Santos did a rough calculation.

"Two hours should be enough. You can rest here during this time. I'll let you know when the bullets are ready. As for the price, how about this amount?"

Santos slowly extended one finger.

Iron Hammer said uncertainly, "One hundred million?"

Santos nodded without changing his expression; after all, it was weaponry, and the price couldn't be too low.

Actually, I was secretly overjoyed.

This guy is a complete idiot. A bullet only costs 1000 Berries, but a bullet costs 1000 million Berries. He's a total cash cow.

Regardless of whether they're VIPs or not, let's fleece them first.

"As for the deposit, we'll waive it. After all, you're a VIP member, so you have that kind of privilege."

Upon hearing this, Iron Hammer laughed, thinking that saving trouble was always the best option.

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Two hours passed quickly.

Hammer looked at the five large boxes of bullets in front of him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Shall I help you find someone to deliver it?"

Iron Hammer shook his head, then walked to the box, and a glimmer of light appeared on his right hand.

Under the watchful eyes of Santos and his staff, the box vanished in an instant.

This scene caused a flicker of surprise to cross Santos's eyes.

"An ability user, huh..."

Iron Hammer smiled without saying a word, put all five boxes into his storage ring, and then left the club alone.

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Chapter 34 The Craftsman's Satisfaction, A Hammer of the Soul

"Lance, prepare to set sail!"

Hammer, fully loaded with cargo, returned to GR 66 and immediately ordered the boat to set sail.

"What? You've got the bullets sorted out?"

Hammer nodded slightly, and Lance instantly understood that this batch of bullets must not have been obtained through legitimate channels.

However, he wouldn't say much, since Iron Hammer was working for his own men, and he wouldn't undermine them.

Moreover, with this batch of bullets, their warship's combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly enhanced.

"Did Phil Jackson's three thousand bullets get loaded onto the ship?"

"We've finished moving."

"Then let's set sail immediately. Time waits for no one. Our destination is the North Sea."

The squad, having received their orders, boarded their assigned warship cleanly and set sail for the North Sea.

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On the vast, boundless sea, Lance was gazing into the distance.

The soldiers on deck were familiarizing themselves with the gun that had been modified with a hammer.

"They're here! They've forged two more, Colonel!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise rang out.

Everyone who heard this smiled broadly.

Because this means that familiar efficiency can be increased again.

"Is the colonel still forging iron?"

Lance frowned slightly, looking at the gun in the arms of the soldier who had rushed onto the deck.

Since setting sail, Iron Hammer has been hammering iron continuously for more than three hours.

The "duang, duang" sound never stopped.

"Yes, the colonel has been forging iron in his lounge for three hours."

Lance's brow furrowed even more.

He walked straight toward the lounge where Iron Hammer was.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Colonel Iron Hammer."

Lance knocked on the door and went straight inside.