Chapter 144: The Fierce-Looking Navy

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Gel continued to explore.

The so-called mental power should refer to consciousness or soul power. When two consciousnesses exist in a body at the same time, they will compete with each other for control of the body. Even if the person with the ability has priority control over the body, the existence of another consciousness will still interfere with its complete control over the body, resulting in the inability to exert its full strength.

It seems that there are two consciousnesses in the bodies of BIGMOM and White Horse Cavendish, so people are a bit schizophrenic.

This is why it is said in the skill: the stronger the target's mental power, the more energy is required to possess and gain control of the body, and the more difficult it is to exert the target's full strength after possession.

This means that even if powerful beings like Roger Garp and Whitebeard were willing to allow him to possess them, Gol would likely not be able to unleash most of their power.

I remember that many people have been complaining about why Kelly Vanku, the user of the jacket fruit in the original work, didn't use the power of the fruit to sneak attack and control a super strong person. By putting on the jacket fruit, he can control everything about the creature. Isn't this like taking off from the spot?

And now, Gel felt that the reason why he did not do so was, firstly, that the activation method of the jacket fruit ability was relatively passive, and basically it could only succeed with the willingness of the possessed person. In addition to this reason, it is very likely that even if a person with strong mental power accidentally put on the jacket and was controlled, his consciousness would continue to seize control of the body. In an involuntary situation, the competition might be even more intense, resulting in not being able to exert much strength even after the possession was successful.

Those who have been chosen as the objects of fusion in the past are basically talented people with strong limbs and simple minds. Bobby Fanku, one of the killer brothers in the original work, and the Steel Egg met this time, are all of this type, so Gel speculates that this may be one of the reasons.

"Hehe, if we want to show off our IQ in reverse and compare who is dumber, then if my little brother with an IQ of 1 is ranked second, then no one in the world would dare to claim to be first, right?"

When you think about it this way, it seems that there is really no one more suitable than Weibull as a fusion object!

"I was able to use the skill of possession as easily as if it were my own arm the first time I used it. Perhaps it was thanks to Weeble."

"Hahaha! As expected, there are no useless devil fruits, only people with special abilities who don't know how to develop them. This Jacket Fruit, which is known as one of the most useless, may be the Nika Fruit that suits me best!"

Gel opened the system panel again and found that even the panel attributes and skills were the sum of the two people:

【Locks D. Geer (Edward Weibull)】

Hp:/

Strength: 5+

Speed: 908+9080

Defense: 1530+

Stamina: 1190+

Intelligence: 95.1+1

Domineering:

Armed color top

Advanced Observation Haki

Overlord Color Advanced

Active skills: [Chop] [Full-strength Chop] [Shave] [Moon Step] [Paper Drawing] [God Avoidance] [Spear of Elbaf] [Possession]

Passive skills: [Bulldog's Will] [Tenacious Life] [Moderate Poison Immunity] [Big Eater] [Water Affinity]

(Minor changes, simplification, fewer words)

In the past two or three months, Weibull's basic attributes have improved a lot. In addition to his daily exercise, the most important thing is that he eats a lot. It is said that 30% depends on exercise and 70% depends on diet. For Weibull, at least 90% of the credit is due to diet!

Gel continued to play with it for a while out of curiosity, and finally found that he could maintain the combined state for about an hour and a half. After more than an hour, he began to feel mentally fatigued, and the last half hour was just a struggle.

Although he was releasing skills continuously during the test, the intensity was definitely not comparable to that of a real battle, so to be conservative, Gel felt that he should be able to maintain this state and fight at full strength for about an hour.

After the fusion ended, Weeble didn't feel anything. He found that when he woke up it was time for dinner, so he happily ran to eat.

But Gel was not so comfortable. He just felt physically and mentally exhausted, even a little dizzy and wanted to vomit, as if he had played mahjong all night for three days and three nights. His head was dizzy. After taking a Dahuan Dan and being given a few injections by Kurokas, the uncomfortable symptoms slowly disappeared. Gel dragged his tired body back to the room, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep without even having time to eat dinner.

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grand line

Gaya Island

A ketch is anchored in a secluded natural bay.

A skull and crossbones flag was hung high on the ship, but this flag was completely different from the flags used by ordinary pirates.

First of all, the cloth used for the flag is white, while the skull painted on it is black, and there is a red cross on the skull.

Outside the window, it was completely dark and a light rain was falling.

The cabin was brightly lit, and about ten people were sitting around a round table discussing something.

These people were dressed simply like ordinary villagers, but they all sat upright, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, their eyes not looking to the side, and one could tell from their mental demeanor that they were not simple people.

"Squeak!"

A figure wearing a straw raincoat pushed the door open and walked in. Several people in the room turned sideways to look at him at the same time.

A tall, ferocious-looking man stood up from his seat, quickly stepped forward to help the visitor take the food and supplies in his hands, and asked:

"Thank you for your hard work! How is it going? Did you get any information?"

"Ah, thank you, Captain Penn..!"

The people on the ship were none other than the young elite navy men who were arranged by the Navy Headquarters to replace the bounty hunter "Death" and carry out the God-making Plan, and their leader was none other than Major T. Pengen of the headquarters.

The man subconsciously wanted to salute before reporting the situation, but when he thought that they were now carrying out a confidential mission and had to be careful not to reveal their identities, he quickly put down his raised hand.

"I found out!"

The soldier was a little excited and said as he took off his raincoat.

"Wait! Are you hurt?"

Peng En saw a shallow scratch on his left forearm and interrupted him hurriedly.

"Oh, this? I'm fine, just a minor injury. I ran into a drunken pirate on my way back. He started to make trouble for me, and I guess I got scratched by something at that time."

"Stab!"

Peng En tore off a strip of cloth from his black cloak and carefully bandaged his wound.

"Thank you very much, Captain Penn! But your cloak..."

"Don't worry about it. It would be painful for me to see my subordinates injured."

Peng En said with a serious expression.

"captain!"

The soldier bowed deeply, and the other sailors on the side were also deeply moved. At first they all thought that it would be difficult to get along with this ferocious-looking captain they met on this mission. As a result, after working together for a period of time, everyone found that although this T-bone major had a hideous face, he had an extremely just and kind heart hidden under his fierce appearance.

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