[Logia-Type: Storm-Storm Fruit!]
[Ability Description]: The ultimate Logia-type that integrates wind, lightning, rain, clouds, and atmospheric pressure. The ruler of the sky.
[Trait 1]: Elementalization (The body can transform into a storm itself).
[Trait 2]: Weather Manipulation (Not only creating wind, but also controlling thunderstorms, pressure differences, and downpours).
[Trait 3]: Calamity Descent (Upon awakening, can trigger super-large-scale hurricanes and alter an island's climate).
[Note]: Optimized by the system, removing the side effect of weakness to the sea (as well as physical rule limitations like rubber insulation).
"Ho... ly... shit..."
Kane was completely stunned.
A Devil Fruit that isn't weak to seawater? Is this still a Devil Fruit?
On these seas, a user's greatest weaknesses are the ocean and Sea Stone. Eliminating this weakness meant that even if he were knocked into the deep sea, he could use Elementalization to fly out!
"I've struck it rich... This time, I've truly, completely struck it rich!"
Kane's eyes gleamed as he stared at the deep cyan fruit in his hand.
If before he could only rely on his physical skills to reign supreme among the younger generation, then now, he truly possessed the ticket to enter the top tier of power on these seas.
More importantly...
This ability was cool!
Just imagine it: making an entrance with a BGM of dark clouds gathering and thunder roaring, and with a single lift of his hand, a tornado destroys the parking lot. For Kane, who was dedicated to becoming the paragon of Marine Justice (and the king of show-offs), this was practically tailor-made!
Without the slightest hesitation.
Kane opened his mouth wide and took a vicious bite of the fruit.
"Blegh—!!!"
It tasted like a can of rotten herring had been stuffed into an expired sock and left to ferment for three years.
Kane's face turned green, but he fought back the urge to vomit and, in two or three more bites, stuffed the rest of the fruit into his mouth, not even sparing the peel.
Gulp.
As the fruit's flesh went down his gullet, the disgusting taste instantly vanished.
In its place was an indescribable feeling of lightness.
Kane felt as if his body had disappeared.
He was no longer a physical entity made of bone and flesh, but had transformed into a wisp of free-flowing wind.
At this very moment, he could clearly perceive the movement of every air current over the sea outside the cabin, hear the vortex stirred by a seagull's flapping wings, and even feel the joyful dance of electric charges within the cumulonimbus clouds hundreds of meters high.
With a single thought.
Kane, who had been sitting on the toilet, instantly disintegrated into countless cyan air currents, zipping through the small bathroom at extreme speed before re-forming in front of the sink.
He lifted his hand. Without any deliberate effort, a miniature cyan whirlwind naturally coiled around his fingertip, spinning at high speed and emitting a faint "zzzt" sound.
He casually swiped at the air in front of him.
Pff.
Without a sound, the sturdy, solid brass faucet was sliced as if by an invisible blade, breaking cleanly in two. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.
"So this is... what a Logia feels like?"
Kane stared at his elementalized palm, his eyes dazed. He could feel that if he wanted to, he could easily stir up giant waves and send the warship beneath his feet flying into the sky.
Moreover, he felt no sense of weakness in the face of seawater. On the contrary, the ocean's moisture made him feel even more comfortable.
Just as Kane was immersed in the ecstasy of obtaining god-like power.
"Buru buru buru— Buru buru buru—"
The Den Den Mushi on the table suddenly let out a rapid and piercing ring, shattering the tranquility.
It was the encrypted line directly to Marine Headquarters.
Kane composed himself, a pure and innocent smile gracing the corners of his mouth, and answered the call.
"Moshi moshi? This is the Marine North Blue Special Operations Unit, Commander Kane speaking. The signal might not be great right now, there's a storm at sea..."
"KANE!!!!!"
"What the hell did you bastards do in the North Blue?!"
The Den Den Mushi mimicked the expression of the person on the other end. Its normally lazy eyes instantly bulged, its facial muscles contorted, and it even simulated a pair of black-rimmed glasses and an afro on its head.
"Do you have any idea who that guy Judge complained to?! The Five Elders just personally called and chewed out Fleet Admiral Kong for half an hour!!!"
"Weren't you just suppressing them? Why did you even pry up the floor tiles in his vault?! Huh?! Are you that desperate for money?!"
Faced with Sengoku's torrential verbal assault, Kane remained unruffled. He held the receiver a little further away and cleaned his ear with an innocent look on his face.
"Admiral Sengoku, that's slander! Blatant slander!"
"Judge was moved by the radiance of our Marine Justice and voluntarily donated those supplies! It was his repentance for his past crimes! As righteous Marines, how could we possibly do such a thing?"
"BULLSHIT!!!" Sengoku roared until his voice was hoarse. "Judge sent photos! The entire vault is cleaner than if a dog had licked it! What's with the hole in the wall? He also said you extorted ten billion Berry from him!"
"Ten billion?"
Kane's voice instantly shot up an octave, filled with incredulous fury.
"He's lying! It was clearly one hundred and fifty billion! ...Ah, no, I mean, nothing of the sort happened!"
A brief silence fell on the other end of the line.
It was followed by the sound of a sharp intake of breath, and Garp's signature "Puhahahaha" laughter.
"One hundred and fifty billion...?" Sengoku's tone suddenly became a little dazed. "Was there really... that much?"
One hundred and fifty billion Berry!
To put it in perspective, the entire annual military budget for Marine Headquarters was only about that much!
This kid went on one trip and earned back the Headquarters' entire yearly budget?!
"Reporting, Admiral Sengoku!"
Kane immediately stood at attention, his tone serious.
"Although the process had some twists and turns, we did indeed recover one hundred and fifty billion Berry in illicit funds from the villainous Germa!"
"We are currently en route back to Headquarters at full speed! To protect this huge sum, Borsalino has grown thin from exhaustion! Sakazuki has even given up his beloved cigars to stand guard day and night!"
"We haven't touched a single cent of this money and are preparing to hand it all over to Headquarters for the construction of a stronger Marine force!"
The other end of the line went silent again for about ten seconds.
Then, Sengoku's roar echoed once more, but this time, his tone was clearly less angry and more filled with a helpless sense of "only you could pull this off."
"Alright! Stop with the sob story! Immediately! Right now! Get your ass back to Headquarters!"
"Also! If Judge dares to cause any more trouble, you tell him that if he does, I'll have Garp go to the North Blue for a 'vacation'!"
"Immediately! Right now! Bring the money... bring Justice back to me in Marineford!"
"Yes, sir! Mission guaranteed!"
Clack!
The call ended.
Kane hung up the Den Den Mushi and looked out the window at the vast ocean, the smile in his eyes deepening.
Go back and get chewed out?
Whatever.
On this trip to the North Blue, he had made money, split the loot, won over the future Three Admirals, and even obtained a god-tier Devil Fruit.
This round, this round was like the First Emperor of Qin touching an electric fence—an electrifying win.