Skypiea, Upper Yard.
Thunder God Palace.
Inside a luxurious dining hall with a ceiling ten meters high, the carved dining table was covered with shimmering dishes and fine wine.
Crystal-clear fruit juice filled silver cups.
Roasted meat sizzled on cloud trays, fresh shellfish stewed in rich sauce, and all kinds of delicacies were arranged in abundance.
In Seven’s eyes, however, these foods, treasured by others as rare delicacies, were barely half as good as his own cooking.
Even so, they were undeniably excellent.
Having successfully awakened Armament Haki, he deserved half a day off.
He slowed his eating pace and indulged properly for once.
Seven lifted a silver cup and took a small sip, his gaze sweeping over Shani, who stood quietly to the side with lowered eyes.
“Sit down and eat with me.”
“Yes, Lord Thunder God.”
Shani gathered her skirt, stepped forward, and pulled out a chair.
Her movements were gentle, but her restraint was hard to hide.
Their idle conversation drifted along with the crisp clinks of cups.
Shani occasionally spoke of Skypiea’s customs and amusing local stories, while Seven talked about what he had seen on the sea.
Since becoming the God of Skypiea, he had never eaten so slowly, carefully tasting food with such elegance.
The dinner lasted a full two and a half hours.
The relaxed atmosphere flowed through the dining hall like drifting cloud mist, making them forget the passage of time completely.
Once the plates were cleared, the table returned to its original neatness.
Shani raised her head, the fragments of light from the cloud-crystal chandelier reflected in her clear eyes.
“Lord Thunder God, may I… learn swordsmanship from you?”
“Swordsmanship?”
Seven put down the silver cup in his hand.
“Why do you want to learn that?”
Shani’s voice became a little clearer than before.
“I want to become stronger… I want to protect Skypiea like you do.”
Seven rubbed his brow.
Although I’m not a great swordsman, I’m still a swordsman.
I probably won’t mislead anyone too badly.
Protect Skypiea?
It seemed Gan Fall’s propaganda had worked very well.
Kizaru had successfully been shaped into the evil villain who had tried to invade Skypiea.
And Beelzebub, the Thunder God who drove away the evil villain Kizaru, had naturally become Skypiea’s guardian deity.
“Go back and rest early.
Come here with Shalu tomorrow morning.”
“Thank you.”
If Shani had wanted to learn anything besides swordsmanship, Seven truly would not have been able to teach her.
The only presentable thing he had, Conqueror’s Haki infusion, required one to awaken Conqueror’s Haki first.
His Armament Haki had only just reached the beginner level.
He could not teach that.
As for developing Devil Fruit abilities?
That was even less possible.
Seven’s development of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit was still at the basic stage.
He could not even generate magnetism through electricity yet.
Sitting in the dining chair, with electric light of different colors dancing at his fingertips, Seven tried to generate a magnetic field using current. New chapters come out on novelping dot com first.
Electricity and magnetism were said to be inseparable.
Where there was electricity, there was magnetism.
Where there was magnetism, there was electricity.
That statement was not entirely correct.
Only moving charges or changing electric fields could produce magnetic fields.
A stationary charge did not have a magnetic field around it.
As for generating electricity through magnetism…
Only when magnetic field particles moved at a certain speed and produced kinetic energy greater than electron inertia could they push electrons and generate electricity.
In short, if Seven wanted to use electricity to create magnetism, he needed to make electric charges move.
Relatively speaking, that was simple.
The reason he wanted to generate magnetism with electricity was because he had been inspired by the Super Railgun listed on the trading platform.
[Super Railgun: 20,000 points.
The electric light dancing at your fingertips is my eternal, unchanging faith.
Seller’s note: Only my Railgun shall live forever.]
After all, who did not love Railgun Girl?
As long as Seven developed the Rumble-Rumble Fruit to a certain level, he could completely recreate the Super Railgun, even without tossing a coin.
Fine.
Tossing the coin was the soul of it.
Using electricity to create magnetism and then unleashing a Super Railgun was one of Seven’s ideas for the future development of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
Beyond that, once he became skilled with electromagnetism, he might even be able to receive electromagnetic waves and brainwaves, greatly enhancing Observation Haki.
Wouldn’t that basically give him telepathy?
Also, the speed of light and the speed of electromagnetic waves were the same.
Light itself was a type of electromagnetic wave.
These were the finer development routes for the Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
As for larger and stronger applications, Seven currently only had ideas such as Raigo and a Thunder God form.
Raigo was Enel’s ultimate move in the anime, one of the few attacks in the world of One Piece capable of destroying an entire island in a single strike, rivaling an Ancient Weapon.
In the future, if Seven encountered a grand battlefield like the Summit War, he could completely throw out a Raigo.
Whether it could actually blow everything up was another matter, but its intimidation factor would absolutely be maxed out.
The Thunder God form was a direction Seven had set for the Rumble-Rumble Fruit’s development based on Susanoo.
For now, it existed only as a concept.
As for the more advanced awakening of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Seven had no ideas at all.
However, he guessed the system shop would probably sell Fruit Awakening.
Fifty thousand points?
One hundred thousand points?
That was still far too distant for the current him.
Putting aside those lofty thoughts, Seven flashed to the rooftop bedroom of Thunder God Palace and fell asleep beneath the vast river of stars.
In the courtyard west of the main hall of Thunder God Palace, two chattering voices broke the quiet of the night.
“Sis, I can’t sleep.”
On the white bed, Shani hugged her knees, squeezing those waves into different shapes.
Shalu, who had short hair, ignored her younger sister’s unfair figure and lowered her head to glance at her own flat chest.
“Then don’t sleep.”
…
The next day, dawn lit up the White-White Sea.
Seven wore black training clothes and held a wooden sword.
With a casual swing, he unleashed a flying slash, then calmly looked at Shani and Shalu.
“The core of the sword is intent and momentum, not brute force.”
“Of course, if you’re strong enough, you can also create miracles through raw strength.”
“Follow the method I just taught you.
From now on, swing your swords ten thousand… no, three thousand times a day.”
The sisters were also dressed in black training clothes, yet they wore them with completely different charms.
Shani was full and curvy, as though her entire body possessed some kind of magic that drew the eye.
Shalu, meanwhile, carried a youthful but stubborn heroic spirit.
“Yes, Lord Thunder God.”
Teaching the sisters swordsmanship was nothing more than a whim and a pastime for Seven.
He did not care how much they could learn, nor did he expect these two girls to become top-tier fighters.
It was simply a little decoration added to his otherwise dull training.
On the other side of the martial arena, thirty Thundercloud Guards stood in neat formation like pines, clad in silver armor and holding long spears embedded with Axe Dials.
They waited solemnly for Lord Thunder God’s inspection.
Seven flashed before the Thundercloud Guards and casually took a strip of black cloth from his system space to cover his eyes.
“Starting today, use the weapons in your hands to attack me.
I won’t fight back.”
“Yes, Lord Thunder God!”
Thirty voices sounded in perfect unison, making the air tremble slightly.
After more than three months of adjustment, Seven had long since used absolute force to subdue the Thundercloud Guard.
Now, the Thundercloud Guard felt only absolute awe toward him and obeyed his every order.
After awakening Armament Haki, Seven set his sights on Observation Haki.
He chose the most direct and simplest way to explore it.
Getting beaten.
The black cloth blocked his vision.
Seven actively shut off his ability to predict movements through electromagnetic waves, completely emptying his mind and relying only on his body to sense the flow of everything around him.
The path of the wind, the vibrations in the air, and the breathing and heartbeats of the thirty Thundercloud Guards gradually became clearer in his perception.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Sharp slashes released by the Axe Dials landed on Seven one after another.
The crisp sound of metal striking metal echoed through the martial arena.
Attacks powerful enough to split cloudstone struck his Iron Balloon body, yet could not leave even a white mark.
Only dull impacts remained.
The Thundercloud Guards all paused, their grips tightening around their weapons.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
“Continue.”
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
Every attack he dodged helped Seven polish his perception, making his ability to capture presence grow sharper and sharper.