Chapter 122

Because this world doesn't have that many Adam trees to build them with!

But then the many shipwrights' eyes lit up with golden gleam—being able to take part together in building such a "luxurious" ship......

"Sima kid, if you don't become the Pirate King, you'd be letting this ship down!" Barry declared.

Bingshan and the many shipwrights nodded in agreement!

Sitting on this ship,

if you don't become the Pirate King, it'll really be hard to wrap things up!

Sima Di also laughed.

Look at the way you're talking?

"Alright then, we'll work hard to become the Pirate King." Sima Di replied.

Everyone exchanged smiles!

Sima Di also hurried to slip away, afraid of being press-ganged by Franky to keep manifesting things—he was truly about to collapse from exhaustion!

After leaving Factory No. 1,

he saw that on the giant plaza where they had previously evaded the "Enies Lobby assault," Luffy was leading a team in holding a banquet, with people from all over Water 7 coming to attend—what a lively scene!

However......

Sima Di found Nami, who was also partying hard, and reminded her: "The cost of this banquet...... it wouldn't be that Luffy is burning through our funds, would it?"

Nami: "!!!"

"He dares?!"

Nami transformed into lightning and vanished; shortly after, at a corner of the plaza, thunder and lightning raged—what a lively scene.

Tch!

Clearly Luffy had been taught a lesson by the furious Nami.

It's just that......

"Did Nami forget that Luffy is immune to lightning?" Sima Di said to Robin with an amused look.

"Who knows." Robin shrugged.

Robin handed Sima Di a cup of mint water to clear his throat, then sat down beside him.

"This time......"

"Skip the thanks, it makes us sound like strangers." Sima Di cut in.

Robin opened her mouth, then finally smiled and nodded.

"Having Sima-chan, having all of you here...... it's really wonderful!" Robin said with feeling.

"So tonight, can we unlock what I mentioned last time......"

"Of course, no problem!"

"I haven't even said it yet......"

"No matter what it is, it's fine!"

Sima Di's eyes lit up, about to scoop Robin up to unlock a bunch of "new achievements."

But suddenly a wisp of cold air made Sima Di's gaze sharpen!

He then glanced at every corner of the plaza, and gave Robin's perky bottom a discontented pat.

"Kuzan is over there; he probably has something he wants to talk to you about."

Robin heard this but did not stand up.

Instead, she carefully observed Sima Di, making sure he wasn't jealous or anything, before steadying his lips with hers, then rose and walked toward the spot Sima Di had mentioned.

"Just stay over there; it's better if we don't meet." Seeing Kuzan called out to stop her: "Otherwise your little boyfriend will get jealous, and it'll be troublesome when I leave."

Though it was teasing, it caught Robin somewhat off guard.

"Sima-chan, he's...... that strong?"

"I don't know exactly how strong he is, but in the first half of the Grand Line, he basically has no opponents...... his journey lies in the New World."

A gleam shone in Robin's eyes—the name of it was admiration.

Who wouldn't want their man to be strong enough?

"So what you're looking for me about is......"

"Saul was my dear friend." Kuzan said: "That day, I followed his will and let you go, entrusting my justice to you, to see where you'd end up......"

"For twenty years, you've been nothing but betraying and running."

"That once made me doubt whether Saul letting you live was right or wrong."

"But I never expected that this time you would actually sacrifice yourself, no longer betraying and running......"

"This also let me find some answers."

"You've found a fine group of companions, and also found a...... very much anticipated man."

"Live well, Nico—"

"Ohara...... has not perished."

Robin listened quietly, but no words came for a long while.

Kuzan had long since left.

Robin looked up at the sky, raised her cup in a toast to the distant West Sea.

"Mom...... Saul...... everyone......"

"I will carry your share with me, and bring back the history of that blank hundred years!"

Finishing the fine wine in one gulp, Robin walked toward Sima Di with a smile.

"Tonight...... how about we call Vivi along too?"

"Ah...... you sure?"

"I asked Vivi, no problem~"

"Hiss— damn it!"

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34. Franky and the Appraisal Technique! Truly worthy of being a pervert!

If a spring night is worth a thousand gold pieces, then Sima Di's night was worth two thousand.

Busy until the small hours of the morning before finally lying down, the door was soon being knocked with a loud bang-bang.

Sima Di opened the door with dead-fish eyes, and before he could speak, he was dragged away by Franky in a frantic rush.

"Ow— Brother Sima, we've got a few problems we need your help with, come on, come on!"

By the time Sima Di came back to his senses,

he had already been dragged to Dock 1. The outer deck of the Going Merry had been replaced with Adam wood, and the layout had been greatly altered, with the Pluton power core placed within it.

Bingshan and the others were nearby, each hammering away at the construction, and from the look of it, these were parts meant to be "spliced" together.

But......

"What does this have to do with me? ~" Sima Di asked, puzzled.

"Ow— Brother Sima, please add a layer of sea-prism stone to these parts, the thousand-times-forged standard of that swordsman brother, okay! -" Franky said without any politeness.

"......"

Good grief!

Dragging him over early in the morning just to be a "coating Master"?

Just......

"This is the necessary preparation for the next step, Brother Sima, don't you want to see the Merry revived soon?"

"......"

What could Sima Di say to this?

He could only mechanically follow Franky's instructions, coating each part with a sea-prism stone shell one by one.

Franky really had no shame!

Every layer of sea-prism stone shell was a full half-meter thick — would you believe it?

Even Sima Di's eyes went wide!

He looked at the parts filling the entire dock before him, and couldn't help but hold his own waist.