Chapter 191: Shit
"A Devil Fruit?"
At Sig's words, the mountain bandits' spirits lifted.
Devil Fruits were the treasures of the sea, precious items worth over a hundred million berries.
Take the Calm-Calm Fruit, for example. It was a relatively useless fruit that didn't directly enhance combat power, yet it had sold for 201 million berries at the auction.
Now, Sig was voluntarily offering a Devil Fruit, and everyone was eager to seize the opportunity.
"Finally, a chance to get stronger!"
"Our boss is too powerful. We can't keep up with him. Now, we finally have a chance..."
But when the bald man opened the box, the eager gazes of the crowd quickly turned complicated.
From excitement, to confusion, to bewilderment, and finally to disgust.
This Devil Fruit gave them a visceral sense of revulsion.
In the end, not a single one of the two hundred mountain bandits stepped forward to claim it.
"Awkward silence?"
Sig frowned slightly.
Eating an unknown Devil Fruit was essentially a gamble.
If it turned out to be something like the Whisper-Whisper Fruit or the Calm-Calm Fruit—abilities that were relatively useless—it wouldn't immediately enhance one's strength. Instead, it would add a weakness.
This particular Devil Fruit, with its repulsive appearance, seemed to evoke an instinctive disgust.
If eating a Devil Fruit was a gamble, this one felt like a surefire way to lose everything.
Perhaps that was why none of the mountain bandits were willing to eat it.
"No one wants to eat it? Then I'll have to pick someone..."
Sig's gaze first landed on the bald man beside him, who immediately took half a step back, sweat beading on his shiny head.
"Boss, I really can't do this."
Sig then shifted his gaze to the others.
"Yosaku, Johnny, didn't you two want to get stronger and help Laboon reunite with his crew?"
"Now's your chance."
Sig glanced at the bounty hunter duo.
"The boss is right!"
"Yosaku! Johnny! Do it, do it!"
"Eat it, eat it!"
The crowd immediately began to egg them on.
Yosaku and Johnny exchanged a glance, then reluctantly stepped forward.
"There are two of us, but only one Devil Fruit," Yosaku said, picking up the box and looking at Johnny.
"There's only one choice," Johnny nodded.
The two bounty hunters took a deep breath.
"This one chance to get stronger should go to you, Johnny! My dear friend!"
Yosaku opened the box and tried to shove the fruit into Johnny's mouth.
"Yosaku! My dear friend, eat this fruit and get stronger for both of us!"
Johnny reacted quickly, tilting his head away while pushing the box back with all his might.
The two bounty hunters began to wrestle, each trying to outdo the other in their selflessness. It was a touching scene.
"Enough! If you don't want to eat it, step aside!"
Sig couldn't bear to watch any longer and was growing annoyed.
A perfectly good Devil Fruit, and no one dared to eat it? What kind of nonsense was this?
"Next, I'll randomly select a lucky person to eat the fruit."
Sig's gaze swept across the mountain bandits.
Wherever his eyes landed, the bandits would immediately look down, avoiding eye contact like schoolchildren under a teacher's scrutiny.
This Devil Fruit truly had no takers.
Finally, Sig's gaze settled on the stern-looking man in the corner, the one in a suit and glasses.
"Kuro."
Sig's voice was like the whisper of a devil.
Under the gleeful gazes of the crowd, Kuro's face turned pale.
"Boss Sig, why me again?"
Kuro's eyes betrayed a hint of panic.
Sig's gaze drifted downward, landing on the prominent golden pattern on Kuro's suit.
"Don't you think your suit matches the Devil Fruit perfectly?"
Sig said nonchalantly.
Was this the reason?
Kuro was utterly dumbfounded.
At this moment, the other mountain bandits began to chant in unison:
"Ku-ro! Ku-ro..."
The collective chanting left Kuro momentarily dazed, as if he had been transported back to that night at Twin Capes.
"Is this another obedience test, just like last time?"
Kuro adjusted his glasses with the heel of his hand, trying to calm himself and think.
"That night with the chopstick dance, Sig must have sensed my killing intent... So now he's using this opportunity to test me?"
"If I refuse to eat this Devil Fruit..."
Kuro suddenly recalled the corpse of the 80-million-berry pirate whose hands Sig had sawed off, and a chill ran down his spine.
"I'll take the risk!"
"After all, this is still a Devil Fruit. Maybe it's some overpowered Logia-type fruit?"
"With this kind of appearance, it must be something extraordinary! Maybe I've hit the jackpot?"
Kuro comforted himself internally as he stepped forward.
Under the watchful eyes of over two hundred people, Kuro made up his mind.
He reached out, took the Devil Fruit in his hand, and was about to put it in his mouth.
"Wait! Don't eat it yet!" Sig's voice suddenly rang out.
This made Kuro breathe a huge sigh of relief.
"I guessed right!"
"Sig never intended for me to actually eat the fruit. It was just a test..."
Kuro put the fruit down and looked up, only to be met with Sig's disgusted gaze.
"It's too disgusting. Take the fruit farther away before you eat it."
Kuro: "..."
Under Sig's disdainful gaze, Kuro silently walked away.
Then, he closed his eyes and shoved the fruit into his mouth.
It was as disgusting as he had expected.
Kuro's brow furrowed, and sweat broke out on his forehead as he forced the fruit down his throat as quickly as possible.
Gag—
He could faintly hear the sound of others retching around him.
This scene even made Sig, who had urged Kuro to eat the fruit, slightly stunned.
Sig suddenly remembered something.
Only the first bite of a Devil Fruit was effective.
In other words, as long as you took the first bite, you would gain the fruit's abilities. You didn't need to eat the entire fruit.
"Kuro, being from the East Blue, probably doesn't know this common knowledge..."
Sig watched with a mix of pity and amusement as Kuro, drenched in sweat, finished the fruit.
"So, Kuro, how about showing us your new ability?"
Sig asked curiously.
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Kuro extended his hand and stared at it.
In the next moment, his hand began to change, gradually transforming into a solid, yellowish-brown substance.
At the same time, a foul stench began to rapidly spread from his hand.
Gag—
This time, the mountain bandits weren't just dry heaving—they were vomiting all over the place.
Sig's face changed, and he immediately covered his nose and ran outside, but he couldn't help glancing back at Kuro.
"Is this... the Dung-Dung Fruit?"
On this day, Sig realized—Blackbeard's lifelong nemesis had been born.
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