One Piece - Life Choice Ask Me to Kiss Marine Goddes Hina

"You ask me to come up with something I don't have, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Fishman Tom didn't look back, shrouding himself in shadow, "Since you want to kill, then go ahead and kill."

"Okay, this is what you said, don't regret it."

Lynch snorted and disappeared into the night.

After confirming that the visitor had left, Tom the fishman suddenly collapsed on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, and big tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Franky..." 

"I'm sorry, Iceberg... I hope you can forgive me," Tom said.

Meanwhile, Lynch didn't give up on obtaining the Pluton production drawings.

As soon as Lynch see the situation, he quickly located Franky's position at the abandoned shipyard. 

Without warning, Lynch appeared behind Franky, knocked him unconscious, and carried him away before anyone could react.

the next day.

Fishman Tom heard from Iceberg about Franky's disappearance and was heartbroken. 

He didn't tell Iceburg all this, but kept it deep in his heart.

That person's strength is too strong.

Not telling Iceberg was the best choice for him. 

Otherwise, if Iceberg wanted revenge, he would be putting his own life at risk.

That night.

Lynch found Mr. Tom again.

But this time, he was holding a gift.

"Hehehe, Mr. Tom, do you like the gift I brought?" 

"Franky!" 

Tom exclaimed, rushing over and breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Franky was only unconscious and not seriously injured.

"What do you want?" 

"It's simple. You said you don't care about Franky's life or death. I want to see if that's true," 

Lynch said, tightening his grip on Franky's head.

"Asshole! What are you doing? Stop it!" 

Fishman Tom, his eyes wide, rushed forward, punching and kicking Lynch. 

However, Lynch remained unmoved.

"Crack~"

Lynch's palm applied more pressure, and suddenly there was the sound of bones breaking. Blood began to trickle down Franky's temples.

"Stop! Stop! Please, stop!" 

Mr. Tom was always in tears, he had never been so weak as he was today. 

This was the real world, where cruelty often outweighs beauty.

"That's enough, why are you willing to let Franky go?"

Seeing Franky's tragic situation, Tom the fishman's inner defense was instantly broken.

Lynch's palm suddenly stopped, "It's very simple. As long as you hand over the Pluton drawings, I will leave immediately and I will never hurt you."

Seeing that Fishman Tom was already hesitant, Lynch clenched his hands tightly and said,

"Otherwise, you'll have to say goodbye to Franky tonight."

"I'll hand it over! I'll hand it over, just don't hurt him anymore!" 

Tom the Fishman nearly shouted.

If he weren't afraid of being discovered by the World Government, he might have shouted out.

"Very good. It would have been better if it had been this way earlier."

Lynch released his grip, letting Franky fall to the ground. "I'll give you five minutes. Don't overestimate my patience."

Tom the Fishman walked to a corner of the room and slapped his hands on the ground. 

A safe rose up from the floor. 

He entered the combination, and after a complex process, a thick roll of drawings appeared in his hand.

"Here you go. Now let Franky go."

"Okay."

Lynch took the Pluton production blueprint and, as promised, let Franky go.

"Holy crap, what kind of blueprint is this?"

Lynch looked at the drawings and felt dizzy from the complex structural components.

No wonder the World Government couldn't build Pluton without the blueprints. 

Even with these blueprints, it might still be impossible to create it!

"If I find out you're lying, I'll come back and take Franky's life," 

Lynch warned, concerned that Tom might have tampered with the blueprints.

"Don't worry, I won't play any tricks," 

Fishman Tom said, shaking his head as he sealed the safe back underground.

"I don't even want to think about you" 

Lynch said as he carefully put away the drawings and disappeared into the night.

"Franky, Franky, wake up!" 

After Lynch left, Tom the Fishman hurriedly knelt beside Franky to help him wake up

"Ahem... Teacher Tom, why am I here?"

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Franky woke up groggily and looked around in confusion.

He clearly remembered being at the abandoned shipyard just moments ago. 

Why was he suddenly here with Teacher Tom?

"Don't worry about that. I have something more important to tell you."

As a responsible teacher, Tom chose not to pass on his hatred to the next generation. 

What happened today would be buried with him.

Tom walked to another corner of the room, repeated the previous steps, and retrieved a copy of Pluton's production drawings.

"Franky, I can't leave anymore. These are the production drawings of the famous ancient weapon Pluton that I copied." 

"I'm giving them to you today. You must protect them as you would protect your own life."

Fishman Tom shoved the second Pluton drawing into Franky's arms. "Go! Get out of here and never come back!"

As Franky looked at the Pluton drawings, he was shocked and overwhelmed

"Teacher Tom, I will never abandon you!"

"Idiot, do you want me to die with my eyes open?" 

Fishman Tom glared at Franky.

…

After getting the Pluton drawings, Lynch quickly left. 

The rookies sent by the World Government were dreaming if they thought they could find that blueprint. 

He returned to Sky Island first

There are many shipbuilding masters in Sky Island, otherwise Enel's golden spaceship would not be built.

"How about it, is the blueprint real or fake?"

Seeing a group of gray-bearded scholars studying the blueprint for a long time without any progress, Lynch couldn't help but ask.

"Well, this drawing is absolutely real. I have lived for 82 years and have never seen such a stunning battleship."

"What wonderful craftsmanship, what wonderful craftsmanship."

"Whoever designed this battleship is a genius." 

Several old scholars were fascinated.

"Then can you build it?"

After confirming the blueprint were genuine, Lynch quickly asked the most critical question.

"Forehead..."

The leader, an old man with a white beard, took off his glasses.

"With all due respect, we can't build it. There are two main problems."

"What are the two problems?" Lynch asked.

He isn't afraid of problems; just make sure they stay hidden. Now that he found the blueprint, it is a waste if he's not build it.

"The first problem is the material for this ship."

"Legend says that Roger's ship, the Pirate King, is invincible on the sea because its keel was made from Adam, the Treasure Tree."

"I've studied this battleship, Pluton. Its weapons and sophisticated design are at least a thousand years ahead of our time."

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