Chapter 123

Last night I blew my kidneys, and now I have to blow my liver again?

"No, half a meter? Are you sure?" Sima Di asked again to confirm.

"Of course!" Franky played coy, saying, "Little Sima, just do as I say; there will definitely be a big surprise later!"

You're making me work without letting me know what I'm doing?

Sima Di was actually curious; what exactly did this guy plan to transform the Going Merry into?

Then let's get to work!

This work lasted

Sima Di spent three days stuck in Dock No. 1.

If Zoro hadn't been transferred over midway to make mint soda and other throat-soothing drinks specifically for Sima Di, his throat would have exploded!

Just as Sima Di thought he was finally free...

Franky instead slammed a pile of materials and design blueprints in front of Sima Di.

"Trouble you, Little Sima, to materialize these using these materials according to these blueprints."

"..."

Sima Di silently stared at Franky; do you really think I'm a wish-granting machine?

Are you just freelancing on me every day?

"These parts are very troublesome, and the forging techniques have already been lost. If Little Sima you don't help... then all the previous work will be in vain, and we'll have to start from the beginning." Franky pushed up his sunglasses.

"..."

Good lord!

You're playing the "sunk cost" game here?

Building a ship and using psychological tactics; Sima Di was truly impressed!

But...

Sima Di didn't plan to be cornered like this!

"Building a ship? Sure! But..."

"What is filial piety?"

"What is love?"

"Do you know the greatness of a mother's love?"

"Appraisal Technique!"

Looking at Franky's bulging belly, Sima Di nodded in satisfaction.

He took a sip of the mint water Robin handed him, rolled up his sleeves, and got to work!

Just...

"Aaaah—aaaah—aaaah—"

"So good!"

Sima Di's mouth slipped, and his Word Spirit ability instantly went haywire.

What the heck?

He looked strangely at Franky, who wore an expression of pure enjoyment, unable to understand why this experience felt so good.

At that moment, Bingshan walked over to explain things to Sima Di.

"Franky's brain was injured during that collision; since then, he has lost most of his sense of touch and pain, which is why he can modify himself without anesthesia..."

Oh my!

Because he lost his sense of pain, experiencing pain now is actually interpreted as "pleasure"?

Ah, this...

A masochist enthusiast?

Sima Di watched Franky, who was standing with a huge belly, working away with great energy, hammering and striking.

Truly worthy of his reputation as a pervert!

Silently pulling Robin away from Franky, Sima Di sped up his materialization efficiency.

Finish quickly and get away from this guy!

Having barely finished before nightfall, Sima Di was about to bolt.

But he was grabbed by Franky again.

"Hey! If you make me materialize any more, I really will lose my temper!" Sima Di said with a dark face.

"No, no, no, Little Sima, you misunderstood." Franky said hopefully, "There's no work assignment; I'm just a bit listless... so could you do that to me again?"

"..."

Your so-called "do that," wouldn't that refer to...

"That's right! The move that makes me suffer and happy! Quick, quick, quick!" Franky said hopefully.

Sima Di: "..."

Ah, this...

Is he addicted to the "Appraisal Technique"?

Hiss—

The masochist is confirmed!

Looking at Franky's expectant gaze, Sima Di really didn't know how to refuse...

Then...

Let's try something different for you!

"No problem!"

Golden light flared in Sima Di's eyes; just as Franky closed his eyes to enjoy it, Sima Di feinted and flung his hand, casting a beam of holy light.

"I bless you!"

This holy light, which made everyone groan with pleasure, fell upon Franky, leaving him with an expression of severe constipation.

It was as if...

This was the "Appraisal Technique," not a "blessing."

Sima Di himself lost confidence; had he made a mistake just now?

Suddenly!

"Awooo—Awooo—Awooo---"

Franky regained his previous sense of pleasure; just as Sima Di wondered whether he was feeling pleasure or not, his right arm suddenly fell off, the flesh at the stump writhing and growing.

Sima Di understood!

The blessing made him uncomfortable, but the severed arm's flesh sprouting made him ache with joy.

However...

Watching Franky's body shed numerous "parts," Sima Di fell silent.

A single blessing could not directly cause limb regeneration, so Franky's "parts" clattered down, yet few limbs grew back.

Only two small flesh pillars remained at the arm's stump; using them to build a ship was utterly impossible.

So...

"Young Master Sima, though I don't know what you did, it seems you've decked me," Franky said with a brilliant smile.

Free modifications were about to begin; how could he not be happy?

"..."

Sima Di sighed,

and used telekinesis to pick up the "parts" from the ground, preparing to reattach them to Franky.

"Oh oh oh! Wait!" Franky called out to stop him: "These aren't the right size for me now; Young Master Sima, please adjust the dimensions, and while you're at it, upgrade them! Use these materials for the structure... and this structure..."

Good heavens!

Franky actually pulled out design drawings he had prepared long ago; these were modifications based on the Mk design drawings made over the past few days.

Such precise designs,

if Franky had to manufacture them alone, would take a very long time; therefore, he must have long targeted Sima Di as his "artificial assembly line."

Under normal circumstances, whether Lord Sima helped depended on his mood.

But now...