Wapol, or rather, it is Wapol's Devil Fruit.
In terms of combat, the Munch-Munch Fruit's ability is naturally not as good as the Logia or Mythical Zoan Fruit, which becomes increasingly powerful in the later stages.
But the Munch-Munch Fruit has an ability that can be called a bug, which is that it can mix the eaten substances together according to the proportions desired by the user of the ability, including the living things.
In the manga, it was only after Wapol was defeated by the Straw Hat pirates that Wapometal was created by chance.
Wapometal is a kind of memory metal. It not only has unimaginable strength but can also automatically restore to its original state after being damaged. Even Franky's full body transformation is based on Wapometal.
Wapol also took this opportunity to make a comeback, built the Evil Black Drum Kingdom, and even gained recognition from the World Government.
"More importantly, since the Munch-Munch Fruit fruit can synthesize Wapometal, after a lot of experiments, it should be able to synthesize other magical materials."
"What a pity."
Gawain shook his head and put the question aside. He did not feel any psychological burden about killing Wapol.
After all, that guy had ruled the Drum Kingdom for so many years and had done very bad work. The number of civilians who died directly or indirectly because of him was astronomical.
What really made Gawain curious was the Munch-Munch Fruit.
But the devil fruit regenerates without any rules, and no one can predict who will get the devil fruit in the end.
He took another look at the scene in front of him and saw that Lucci and others were getting busier, so he turned and walked into the cabin to see what was going on after the plan was made.
After confirming that the team would stay here for half a month, Gawain simply gave everyone a holiday and let them relax around the harbor.
As for the pirate hunters lurking around, looking for prey...
Gawain was actually looking forward to seeing if someone would be so blind as to attack them.
Not to mention Gawain, whose combat power is close to the level of the admirals or emperor, nor the Silver-level Kuro and Gin, and Zoro and Sanji, who are close to Silver-level.
In the Whisky Peak arc, the pirate hunters showed such poor combat effectiveness that they would be in for a hard time just from the small fry on Gawain's ship, who was working out crazily all day.
What is really troubling Gawain right now is how to deal with Lucci's situation.
He doesn't want to kill a talent; after all, it was a gold-level seed.
But if he doesn't kill him, keeping him on the boat will be a time bomb.
Looking at the busy figures on the deck, Gawain fell into deep thought for a moment, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
Time flies, and it is already late at night.
The harbor at the Whisky Peak was still brightly lit, with countless bars bustling with activity and even many drunk men and women lying on the ground.
Lucci and Kalifa sneaked out while everyone was asleep and moved nimbly among the crowd. They disappeared at the end of the street in a few seconds.
But what they didn't notice was that on the deck behind them, several figures were looking at them coldly.
After a few minutes, behind the Whisky Peak Harbor, Lucci and Kalifa walked side by side, moving quickly toward the agreed location.
As the deafening music in the harbor behind him gradually faded, Lucci felt irritated for no reason, and the hairs on his back stood up.
The vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger, so much so that he subconsciously slowed down his pace.
What on earth is it?!
What on earth has he overlooked?!
The real purpose of the superiors wanting to meet is really just to change the contact person, or is it something else...
"What's wrong?"
Kalifa stopped and looked at Lucci behind her with a puzzled look. The vague panic on the latter's face made her feel a little uneasy.
Simply because she had never seen such an expression on Lucci's face.
There was even a hint of... fear in panic. Yes, it was an expression of fear!
"What happened?!"
"Something's wrong!"
Lucci lowered his voice and looked around anxiously.
As early as half a month ago, he had a vague premonition of a crisis.
At first he thought it was just an illusion, but later, as the sense of crisis appeared more and more frequently, he realized that his Observation Haki should be awakened.
The Observation Haki that transcends the five senses is more like intuition, and intuition is often the most accurate in perceiving danger.
"Tonight's action... it's a trap!"
Kalifa was stunned, and a forced smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "How is this possible?!"
"Even if the higher-ups remove Spandam, it has nothing to do with us. How could they possibly attack us?!"
"We are just carrying out the mission-"
Bang!
A deafening explosion suddenly exploded beside Lucci's ears, interrupting Kalifa's words.
When Lucci came to his senses, blood had already exploded on Kalifa's chest. She was blown away by the shot, smashing the rocks behind her.
"Kalifa?!"
Lucci couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. He just took a step forward but instinctively stopped the next second.
It was because the budding Observation Haki in his mind gave him a sense of crisis that made him tremble.
The next moment.
Bang!
A bullet slid past Lucci's clothes, tearing off a piece of flesh on his chest and making his face look a little panicked at this moment.
Because in his mind, there are not many people who can do this with guns, and it just so happens that the only one in Whisky Peak is Van Augur!
"Van Augur?!"
"Was my identity exposed? When?!"
But what reached Lucci's ears was a strange voice.
"What a beast-like intuition, worthy of being the most gifted person in CP9 in the past 800 years."
"Oh."
Dressed in a white suit, a red mask, and with hair blooming like sunflowers, Gismonda slowly emerged from the shadows.
Standing side by side with him was a CP0 member holding a flintlock rifle and also dressed in white.
It was obviously him who had just made the move.
"It's a pity that this is where you will be buried tonight."
As Gismonda's voice fell, countless CP0 members who had been lying in ambush in the surrounding areas appeared one after another and surrounded Lucci in the center.
There was murderous intent all around.
In this situation, how could Lucci not know their plan?
But he felt an unspeakable confusion in his heart.
In order to carry out justice, he endured the pursuit of the Marines for more than a month and narrowly escaped death several times, but in the end, he got backstabbed by the World Government?
Even the only person he can call a companion at this moment...
Lucci looked at Kalifa, who had lost consciousness in the distance, and his eyes instantly turned red.
"Why?!"
"Why?"
Gismonda's voice was filled with an undisguised coldness as if he had regarded himself as the god who judged life: "When a tool loses its usefulness and even has the potential to turn against its master, no matter how good it is or how bright its future is, it is meaningless, and the only fate that awaits it is to be abandoned."
"I did not betray the World Government!"
"Who knows? When neither the World Government, the CP organization, nor the Marines has found the person who leaked the Six Style, then there is only one answer."
Gismonda pointed at Lucci and said coldly: "You are the one who revealed the Six Styles!"