Chapter 206: Tom Boards the Ship
"May I take a look at your ship?"
Tom pondered for a moment, then asked in a low, steady voice.
Although he possessed the blueprints for Pluton, he had never built a complete Pluton. At most, he had only used some of the designs from it to create a few half-finished products.
Of course, none of those semi-finished works possessed powerful weaponry.
Hearing this, Jiang Qize's lips curved upward.
"Of course. Shall we go now?"
"Alright." Tom nodded.
"Teacher Tom…" Iceburg called out urgently.
"Teacher, I want to go too!"
Franky spoke up.
"Uwahahaha, then let's all go together. You don't mind, do you?"
Tom looked at the two little guys and laughed loudly.
"Not at all!"
Jiang Qize smiled.
The four of them then headed toward the dock.
Soon, they arrived in front of the Dragon Flame.
"Wow… my God, is this even a ship…"
Franky cried out in shock, stars appearing in his eyes as his hands excitedly groped at the air
He loved building all kinds of bizarre warships, many of them quite powerful.
But compared to the 'giant' before him, his creations were nothing but trash of the trash.
"C-can I go up and take a look?"
Franky asked expectantly as he looked at him.
"Of course."
Jiang Qize nodded.
Iceburg beside him was also utterly stunned. He had never seen steel of such an enormous scale that could still sail upon the sea.
That ship, towering like a mountain—even standing next to it, one could feel a chill.
Tom's gaze was equally complicated.
He had guarded the Pluton blueprints his entire life, yet he never expected that 'Pluton' would already appear before his eyes. It was both tragic and lamentable.
Although pirates across the seas gave him the title of the world's greatest shipwright, he knew the truth. He was nothing special—he had merely relied on the Pluton blueprints to build a ship for the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, one that did not possess Pluton's overwhelming military power.
Compared to the shipwrights of eight hundred years ago, he fell far short.
Back then, Pluton had been built in Water Seven. At that time, he had not even been born.
One could only imagine how formidable those shipwrights had been.
Tom could not help but sigh.
"Mr. Tom, why not go up and take a look before drawing conclusions?"
Jiang Qize said with a smile.
"Alright."
Tom nodded.
Then everyone boarded the ship.
…
Half an hour later.
"Welcome aboard!"
On the Dragon Flame, Jiang Qize extended his hand.
A massive hand clasped his.
Iceburg beside them wore a disappointed expression.
Meanwhile, Franky was brimming with excitement.
His dream was to become the world's number one shipwright. Now the best ship in the world was right beneath his feet—how could he not be thrilled?
Jiang Qize's lips curled into a wicked smile.
He was in an excellent mood.
Tom's talent was beyond doubt—he was a truly capable man.
His own combat power was already strong enough to ensure survival. Once he entered the New World and rose to become an Emperor, his territory would need people like this.
"Next, we'll be entering the New World."
"..."
In a tavern beneath Water Seven, a woman wearing a small suit and possessing a graceful figure held a wine glass in her hand. Her red lips moved slightly as her eyes happened to catch sight of the ship at the dock outside.
"Summoner… Tom…"
She softly uttered the names, then took out a Den Den Mushi.
Meanwhile, on the Dragon Flame, Jiang Qize's star-like eyes flicked sideways, the corner of his mouth lifting faintly.
Very soon.
By the next morning.
"Captain, we've got another crew member now…"
On the Dragon Flame, Buck grinned mischievously as he looked toward the direction of Water Seven.
"Mm." Jiang Qize nodded.
"What kind of person could make you personally extend an invitation, Captain?"
The others all looked at him with curiosity.
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