Then he tried it, and the system mall directly gave a recovery price of 1500 trading points.
It is about the same as the selling price of an ordinary purple quality product.
He knows very well that the recycling price is generally 20% lower than the selling price, or even more!
In other words, the value of a devil fruit must be higher than 1500 trading points!
Recalling that as long as you get the [Intermediate Trading Qualification], you can issue the [Prayer Order]...
Abel decisively chose not to sell it!
Obviously, selling to the system mall is definitely the worst and most forced way.
According to his understanding, in this case, most of the words 'suggestion' added can be understood as 'not suggestion'!
No matter how he thinks about it, he feels that it is the most correct way to use it to issue [Prayer Orders] in exchange for resources of equal value that he needs.
And taking a ten thousand step back, one day he really needs trading points urgently, and it will be just as late to sell at that time, there is absolutely no need to cut off his back at this time.
And then Sydney the black mouse... oh no, now it's Sydney the white mouse.
He found the crumpled treasure map that had been rubbed by him on Sidney the White Rat, and then directly chopped off the other's head and threw the body into the cellar.
He was going to throw a few bombs inside to completely destroy the corpse.
In this way, even if someone suspects what he took afterward, they can only doubt without evidence.
Does anyone dare to go to Don Quixote's family to control whether he can get a debt?
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"Hawkins, where are we going? Are you going to divination again?"
"Gordes Theater."
After the nth question from the freckled girl, Hawkins finally gave the answer.
"Ah? Goddess Theater?! What are you doing there? Watching a musical? Didn't it mean that the boss there and the actor who played Princess Oran were brutally murdered by the murderer?"
The freckled girl yelled out in surprise, and then immediately lowered her volume after noticing the strange eyes of the people around her.
"Out of curiosity, I did a fortune-telling about where the murderer was hiding. According to the results of the divination, the probability that the murderer is still hiding in the Goethes Theater is 95%..."
"Then you still dare to come! No, come back with me, it's too dangerous!"
The freckled girl became anxious when she heard it. Although she didn't really believe in divination, but the partner next to her had made 'prophecies' many times, and all of them came true!
Normally, she could still say that she didn't believe it, but in such a dangerous matter, she really couldn't be willful.
"No, I'm here to verify the accuracy of the divination results."
Hawkins shook his head. In fact, there is another reason he didn't say. He came here specially this time. In addition to verifying the accuracy, he also divination for himself twice. The survival rate is 99%, which means that he will hardly There is no danger.
Another measure is the degree of luck, which is about 50%.
He once tried to guess the head and tail of the coin when the luck reached 80%. He guessed a full hundred times, and finally guessed 81 times!
And on that day, he picked up money 13 times, and the drink he bought casually won the big prize in the store.
Of course, that kind of situation is simply unavoidable.
Under normal circumstances, 10% luck for ordinary people is already pretty good.
Today, he is 50%!
This means that he will have a lot of gains when he goes out this time.
"You go back first, I'll be fine."
Hawkins' insistence on going his own way made the freckled girl stomp her feet twice, but in the end she was still worried and trotted after him.
Turning this corner, you can see the Goethes Theater.
But at this moment, a loud explosion caused commotion in the surrounding area.
In front of Hawkins and the freckled girl, where they were going, thick black smoke was ignited like this!
"It's dangerous, if we get here earlier..."
The freckled girl kept patting her peak that had just taken shape, obviously very scared.
But Hawkins couldn't help frowning.
Because this is different from the result of his divination...!
So he immediately took out the Tarot cards that he carried with him again, and started divination again regardless of the noisy environment around him and the people running back and forth.
He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice when Abel walked past him.
"Why? How could it be different?"
Near the Goethes Theater, Hawkins muttered to himself in a daze.
Just now, he once again divination about his luck today.
The result is only a mere 1%!
That is not even as good as ordinary people.
Dropping from 50% to 1% so quickly... This has never happened before, as if someone took all his luck away.
Hawkins looked puzzled at the Goethes Theater which was still on fire, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
"What's the matter, Hawkins? Your face suddenly turned ugly."
The girl's caring tone brought Hawkins back to his senses. He sighed, put away the Tarot cards, and shook off the feeling just now, "It's nothing, let's go back."
"Don't watch it?...That's right, it's all burnt down like this. I guess even if there is a murderer hidden inside, it's definitely dead."
"Um."
"Do you think it is possible that this fire was started by the murderer? To cover up the crime he committed?"
"Um."
"What, I know the perfunctory 'hmm', next time you go out to divination for others, don't ask me to cover for you. Hey, wait for me, what are you doing so fast..."
Chapter 85 G~G~G~Baby~Baby~ (please read more! Please read more!)
"It's actually this devil fruit?"
Abel kept flipping through the "Devil Fruit Illustrated Book", and finally he found the exact same picture.
"Straw fruit, superhuman devil fruit...has the ability to turn one's own body into straw, and can also transform into a scarecrow substitute to attack others."
"The introduction of this ability is too brief."
It feels like an introduction, but not quite.
But thinking about it is also right, the basic ability of each devil fruit is there, and the upper limit depends entirely on the development of the eater himself.
It is not necessary and impossible to write all the moves and abilities developed by each eater on it.
Even if someone is willing to do this, it is estimated that they will not survive the next day.
No devil fruit user is willing to expose his ability to everyone in such detail.
Perhaps the navy or the world government may have a "detailed version" of "Devil Fruit Illustrated Book", but it is almost impossible for outsiders to see it.
"So this devil fruit was supposed to be that guy's chance, but I snatched it in advance?"
Abel didn't feel guilty at all when he recalled the blond wand who wanted to divination him with tarot cards.
Obviously, the other party couldn't grasp this devil fruit.
Instead of being ashamed of becoming a supernova in the future, and not hesitate to use your life to prove your integrity, it is better to change your way of life early.
He thinks being a fortune-teller is very good and has a lot of money!
After knowing the ability of this devil fruit, Abel didn't want to eat it.
Although the ability of the "stand-in scarecrow" in the original book is quite interesting, it can not only transfer damage, but also die for him.
But to be honest, this devil fruit has limited strength.
And it doesn't match his fighting style either.
So it's better to keep it as a backup.
Abel was in a good mood and kept the straw fruit close to his body, but it was a pity that this thing could not be put into [Universal Capsule No. 1], which was somewhat unsafe.
Because [Universal Capsule No. 1] can only compress and restore non-living objects that do not contain special energy, and the devil fruit obviously belongs to that special category.
So he can only be more careful, don't let people find out.
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The port town of Spedamerus.
After Abel came back, he went to Doflamingo's place immediately, and briefly mentioned the mission process according to the pre-edited statement.
"Huh? Hiding his strength? The black rat Sidney is just a bait identity used by the other party to confuse others?"
At this moment, Doflamingo's complexion is somewhat unpleasant.
This is already the second time that the intelligence personnel under him have made a major mistake in this period of time!
Not only was he completely led by the nose, but he was also played like a fool!
What an embarrassment to the Don Quixote family!
After that, he was going to rectify the personnel in this area.
"I know about it. You did a good job and didn't let me down. Did you get it back?"
"It's all here."
Abel opened the box, revealing a stinking human head and half a treasure map inside.
"Why only half?"
Doflamingo ignored the disgusting head, directly picked up the half of the treasure map, glanced at it and asked.
"That guy threatened me with this treasure map and asked me to let him go, or he would burn it."
That's all for now, Abel's face showed some helplessness at the right time.
Now that the other party's head and the remaining half of the treasure map are all here, it is self-evident what his choice is.
And just as he thought, Doflamingo didn't delve into the details inside, just nodded and said: "These two things are enough, you go to rest first."
How much to charge and how much to do.
With the money given by the other party, this is the only result that can be obtained.
Not satisfied?
Feel free to come and find trouble with their Don Quixote family!
After giving the order, Doflamingo quickly put this matter behind him, because there were too many things that he had to deal with himself.
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"G! G! G!"
"G! G! G!"
...
In the junkyard, Luo, Baby-5, and Buffalo were throwing punches one by one, and shouting loudly every time they punched.
Because this is the mandatory requirement of Rao G!
The reason is that fists punched in this state will be more powerful.
Luo and the others don't know if they can increase the power of their fists. Anyway, after giving up their shame, they feel quite imposing.
There is G, there is Baby...
When Abel came over, he almost sang it, what a crime.
"Abel?! When did you come back? Is the mission going well?"
Luo asked the question first, causing Baby-5 on the side to puff up his face.