Chương 116: A Man Interested in Zoan Fruits

With a single focused thought, Rosh activated his advanced Observation Haki, expanding its reach to encompass everything around him. In an instant, the entirety of his surroundings unfolded with unparalleled clarity, as though his perception had multiplied a thousandfold, granting him an omnipresent awareness of the world. The sensation was nothing short of extraordinary. This ability transcended the limits of ordinary sight. Rosh was no longer dependent on his physical eyes to perceive the world.

Instead, he experienced it through an entirely new medium that resembled the heightened mental perception often described in novels or the concept of spiritual consciousness. Yet, unlike true spiritual consciousness, this power was narrowly focused on observation, devoid of the broad versatility such abilities might offer. Nevertheless, for Rosh, it was a revelation that bordered on the miraculous.

It felt as though he had installed an intricate network of surveillance cameras in every corner of existence, enabling him to observe anything or anyone with just a thought. No barriers. No limits. Absolute freedom to see. And his reach wasn't confined to Earth. With another deliberate thought, Rosh shifted his focus away from the planet, extending his awareness into the vast, boundless void of space. The deep, infinite, and eerily desolate cosmos unfolded before his eyes.

The infinite expanse of the cosmos, both breathtakingly beautiful and eerily desolate, revealed itself to him in its raw, unfiltered majesty. This perspective was unlike anything he had ever experienced in either his current life or the one before it. He reflected on how people often romanticized the idea of "gazing at the stars," yet very few ever truly experienced it. Now, Rosh realized he might be the only one who could claim to have genuinely accomplished it, in the most profound and literal sense.

Guided by the limitless reach of his Observation Haki, Rosh continued his silent exploration of the universe. His senses wandered freely, scanning the vast, uncharted expanse until they eventually locked onto Earth's closest celestial companion—the moon.

"Amazing," he whispered to himself, marveling at the clarity of his perception. Through this extraordinary ability, he could observe the moon with astonishing detail. Every crater, ridge, and shadow came into focus as if he were standing on its surface. Humanity had spent decades developing the technology to reach the moon, investing countless resources just to set foot on it. Yet here he was, achieving the same feat effortlessly, using only the sheer power of his Observation Haki.

The realization filled Rosh with a surge of pride. The potency of his ability was exhilarating, bordering on godlike. It was almost overwhelming to grasp how much he could achieve with this power.

"Huh?" Initially intending to scan the moon casually, his expression abruptly shifted as his senses detected something unusual. To his surprise, there were signs of life.

"Wait... there are people on the moon?" His curiosity flared. Rosh probed the area, expanding his senses further, eager to uncover the truth behind this unexpected discovery. What he found left him speechless. The moon wasn't the barren wasteland he had assumed. Hidden from ordinary sight, it was home to an entire civilization. A sprawling city sprawled across its surface, pulsing with life and energy.

"Attilan." The name echoed faintly in his mind as he identified the city. But this wasn't just any city. It was a mobile fortress—a sanctuary belonging to the Inhumans. It defied expectations and logic, a testament to the marvels of this strange universe. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. As Rosh's senses delved deeper, he began to recognize faces among the inhabitants.

One, in particular, stood out: the man who had suffered an infamous fate at the hands of the Scarlet Witch, his mouth erased before his head was effortlessly destroyed.

"Of course. Typical Marvel Universe," Rosh muttered with a smirk, equal parts amused and intrigued. The revelation of a thriving, hidden civilization on the moon added another layer of mystery to this already fascinating world. Despite his intrigue, Rosh quickly decided not to delve too deeply. He wasn't one to intrude unnecessarily into the lives of others, even if they resided on the moon. Curiosity alone wasn't enough to justify peering into their private affairs.

Attilan and its enigmatic Inhuman residents would remain untouched by his exploration. With a sigh, he withdrew his Observation Haki, leaving the moon and its mysteries behind. His focus shifted outward again, seeking new horizons in the vast cosmos. Yet, before he could fully immerse himself in his celestial exploration, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden notification. [New Sales Task Unlocked: Sell 15 Devil Fruits] [Reward for Task Completion: 5 lottery draws or 5, 000 Origin Points.] [Note: 1, 000 Source Points equals 1 lottery draw. You can mix and match as you like.] The new sales target had arrived.

"Fifteen fruits, huh?" Rosh murmured with a confident grin as he reviewed the task details. He didn't feel the slightest bit daunted by the challenge. On the contrary, a wave of excitement coursed through him. This mission would be a walk in the park.

"Shopkeeper, you seem to be in good spirits," a smooth, confident voice interrupted the silence. Rosh looked up to see Morbius, ever polished and composed, stepping into the Devil Fruit shop. The charismatic man greeted Rosh with a respectful nod. Beside him stood a younger man in a trench coat, his punk-styled hair giving him a rebellious edge. Rosh's sharp eyes immediately recognized the newcomer.

'Him.' There was no mistaking it—this was Morbius's old friend and, more accurately, his fellow patient. The man had shared Morbius's rare blood disorder during their youth and had grown up alongside him. Rosh's mind flicked through the man's history. After years of suffering, he had secretly used Morbius's experimental serum to transform himself into a vampire. But unlike the restrained and disciplined Morbius, this man had surrendered to his darker impulses, descending into a spree of chaos and violence.

Eventually, he had become a villain, only to meet his tragic end at Morbius's hands. Being a minor character, Rosh hadn't even bothered remembering his name back then. Yet now, the man seemed entirely different. Healthy, composed, and free from the monstrous fate he had once embraced. It didn't take Rosh long to figure out why—after curing himself, Morbius must have sent his old friend to Dr. Helen Cho for treatment, saving him from the disastrous path he had walked in another timeline.

"Ah, Morbius," Rosh greeted nonchalantly, though his thoughts were racing.

"Here to buy more Devil Fruits?"

"Indeed, Shopkeeper," Morbius replied with his usual charm before gesturing to his companion.

"Allow me to introduce my best friend, Lucien Crown. He's the one interested in purchasing a fruit this time. I'm simply here to accompany him." Lucien stepped forward with a polite smile, extending his hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Rosh. Morbius has spoken very highly of you. I'm honored to finally see this place in person." Rosh shook his hand briefly, noting the stark contrast between Lucien's current refined demeanor and the villainous figure he once was destined to become.

"Likewise," Rosh said simply.

"So, Shopkeeper, may I take a look at the catalog?" Lucien asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"I've been eager to see it for myself." Without hesitation, Rosh handed him the latest fruit catalog. Lucien accepted it with care, flipping through the pages. With each turn, his excitement grew, and his expression lit up like a child discovering a trove of treasures.

"Wow, Morbius, these fruits are incredible! You weren't exaggerating one bit."

"I told you so," Morbius replied, chuckling softly, clearly pleased with his friend's enthusiasm. Lucien, however, was too engrossed in the catalog to respond further. His focus was entirely on selecting the perfect fruit while Morbius watched him with a fond smile, understanding his excitement. Before long, however, a flicker of concern crossed Morbius's face.

"Lucien, are you focusing on the Zoan-type fruits?" Rosh had noticed it, too. Most customers typically skipped past the Zoan-type fruits, favoring the flashier Paramecia types. Yet Lucien seemed genuinely drawn to the Zoan options, poring over their descriptions with unusual interest. It was an unconventional choice—and one that intrigued Rosh.

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