Objections? Only a fool would object!
Ron becoming their vice-captain was absolutely fantastic news!
Now they had every reason to obtain enchanted Devil Fruits from him and also become dual-ability users for those who already eat a devil fruit!
"This is amazing, Vice-Captain Ron!"
"Vice-Captain Ron, when can we get our enchanted fruits now too? I also want to be a Devil Fruit user!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
Ron didn't expect Whitebeard to make him a vice-captain—it was completely unexpected.
Originally, he had just wanted to stay with the Whitebeard Pirates, continue his experiments and complete the system missions.
But now he was a vice-captain...
Feeling the crew's enthusiasm, warmth feeling filled Ron's heart.
However, he couldn't answer their questions directly, as there were too many complications involved.
He turned to Whitebeard, his gaze conveying his thoughts.
Whitebeard chuckled and took over.
"Gurararara! You brats, all you care about is becoming dual-ability users."
The moment Whitebeard spoke, the excited crowd immediately quieted down.
"I know every one of you wants to be a devil fruit or dual fruit user—that's natural!"
"But with so many of you, there has to be an order—division commanders first, outstanding crew members after them, and the rest later."
"And don't be in such a hurry. Everyone will get their chance to become dual-ability users—maybe even triple-ability users!
But remember, Ron also needs rest. If any of you overwork him, you'll have to answer to me!"
Whitebeard laid down the rules.
Without restrictions, his sons would undoubtedly cause chaos.
Then he turned to Ron, his tone softening slightly.
"Kid, anything else you want to add? Speak freely."
Ron thought for a moment and nodded.
"Actually, yes."
"I completely understand everyone's eagerness to grow stronger, but there are a few things I need to clarify first."
The crew pricked up their ears, listening more attentively than ever before—because this concerned their future!
Ron paused before continuing.
"First, enchanted Devil Fruits aren't free—each one costs one billion Berries!
Second, the success rate of each enchantment isn't 100%, so you need to be prepared for failure.
Third, when attempting to eat an ecnhanted fruits, it's best to prepare three fruits, because I've found that consuming three in a row greatly increases the success rate."
After stating these three points, Ron nodded at Whitebeard, signaling that he had nothing else to add.
"Got it? If there are no objections, then follow Ron's rules," Whitebeard once again backed Ron up.
The crew nodded in agreement.
Though the cost of enchanted Devil Fruits was high, for pirates who lived by the sword, it wasn't an impossible goal.
There were so many pirate crews out at sea—just plundering a few would be enough!
And if that wasn't enough, they'd just plunder more!
The thought of becoming dual- or even triple-ability users in the future filled them with nothing but excitement.
Soon, they were clamoring for a celebration!
Whitebeard was also in high spirits, seeing everyone so enthusiastic, he simply agreed outright.
"My sons, today we hold a grand feast to celebrate Ron becoming our Vice captain, to celebrate the Whitebeard Pirates!
This era belongs to the Whitebeard Pirates!"
"Woo-hoo!!"
"Ron! Ron! Ron!"
"Ron!"
"Ron!"
"..."
Soon, bonfires were lit across the small island, wisps of smoke curling upward and gently dispersing in the wind.
The warm glow of the flames illuminated the surroundings, reflecting the radiant smiles on everyone's faces.
The celebratory feast had officially begun!
Ron was the star of the evening.
Standing at the center of the crowd, he basked in the admiration and praise from his comrades.
Everyone was exceptionally happy, expressing their support and affection for Ron not just with words but also through various gestures to please the most dazzling figure of the night.
As time passed, the atmosphere grew even more lively.
Music gradually filled the air, melodious and enchanting, making it impossible not to sway along.
Amid the singing and dancing, laughter rose and fell, enveloping the entire island in joy.
To Ron's surprise, several beautifully dressed women with exquisite makeup gracefully entered the center of the venue.
Some twirled and leaped lightly, while others danced with elegant grace, adding vibrant color to the grand celebration.
"No wonder people loved visiting brothels—who wouldn't be mesmerized by this!"
Ron enjoyed fine wine and soon, two beautiful women approached him, vying to pour him drinks.
...
The next day,
Ron woke from the warmth of his bed, feeling an inexhaustible surge of energy throughout his body.
"Is this the benefit of automatic training?"
Every day, without lifting a finger, he could reap the rewards of someone else's full day of rigorous training!
He clenched his fist slightly, clearly sensing the contraction and release of his muscles.
Throwing a punch, he could distinctly feel that both the power and speed of his strike far surpassed his previous capabilities!
He was growing stronger at an astonishing rate!
'This is a bit ridiculous' Ron thought, feeling the speed of his progress was almost too fast.
But after a moment's reflection, he understood.
All of this was built upon the foundation of his Earthling physique.
After all, his current growth was based on the standards of the One Piece world.
The gap between the two was inherently vast, rapid improvement in the early stages was only natural.
"Feeling strong and healthy is amazing!" Ron excitedly gazed at his hands.
"Ah, Ron-sama, you're awake so early~"
"Ron-sama, would you like us to help you freshen up?"
Only then did he snap out of his thoughts, smiling at the sisters who had accompanied him drinking and sharing his bed the night before.
"Today's a rest day. I woke up too early—so i'm going back to sleep, hehehe."
*****
Meanwhile,
In stark contrast to Ron's 'joyful' life, Whitebeard was gearing up for action.
A large group of division commanders had gathered to discuss their next steps.
"Gurararara, brats! If you want my power, then hurry up and make more money!"
Whitebeard drank heartily from a massive bowl, downing several barrels in one go!
"Refreshing!!"
Since falling ill, he hadn't been able to drink so freely.
If not for Ron, he might have forgotten the last time he'd enjoyed himself like this.
"Pops' power?!!"
A group of people exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes!
What did that mean?
Pops was going to give his ability to them!!!
Hiss.....
Gasps echoed through the hall and Whitebeard nearly felt suffocated.
He immediately looked at them and laughed while also scolding them.
"You brats, if it weren't for Ron, I wouldn't have known that bastard Teach's ultimate goal was to take my ability."
"Hmph! After scheming for so many years, if he saw the ability he wanted being handed out to every member of our Whitebeard Pirates, what kind of expression would he make? GURARARARA!"
"That kid, Ron, is really ruthless, Gurarara!"