One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Is my breath really that bad?

In a flash, Vir grabbed the plug of the electric mixer and started discharging electricity.

As he released the current, the mixer immediately started spinning.

Seeing this, Shiki’s heart instantly leaped into his throat!

This was no joke!

What should he do?

Should he leave?

Shiki kept a straight face, but his mind was racing at full speed.

After some thought, however, he still didn’t rush into action.

’Let’s see what happens.’

’Just watch for now.’

’Even if I leave now, that bucket of putty won’t disappear.’

’I’ll still have to endure it sooner or later.’

’Might as well hold out a little longer.’

’Let’s see what this guy plans to do with all this stuff.’

’It’ll also give Jina a chance to learn a thing or two.’

Thinking this, he silently gritted his teeth.

But what he didn’t know was—

There was nothing to learn here!

Jina was already mentally screaming that this was completely beyond her!

Watching Vir casually manipulate lightning with his hands, Jina pieced it together.

’A lightning-based ability?’

’But why does it seem so weak?’

’All he can do is power tools.’

’Doesn’t that mean this guy’s strength is bottom-tier?’

’Hmph!’

’Such a great ability, wasted on a useless weakling.’

’What a disgrace.’

’Doctors really don’t have any strong fighters.’

’Just a bunch of low-tier losers.’

Seeing Vir charge the mixer, Jina’s sense of superiority inexplicably flared up.

She convinced herself that she was the strongest among the doctors…

Meanwhile, Vir, having finished adjusting the equipment, was ready to begin.

Golden Lion immediately clenched his teeth.

Bracing himself!

Not daring to relax in the slightest.

He even tightened his buttocks reflexively!

But just looking at that disgustingly filthy mixer made him nauseous.

Whether he could endure this, he really couldn’t guarantee.

*Bzzzzzz—!*

The mixer spun again.

Confirming everything was working, Vir plunged the mixer straight into the bucket.

Without hesitation, he flipped the switch!

The contents of the putty bucket instantly churned violently!

The mixer spun like mad.

The force was so intense that chunks of the meaty sludge flew out of the bucket.

Tiny bits splattered everywhere.

Vir frowned slightly.

This much force?

With a thought, the bucket’s walls grew taller, preventing any more spillage.

Vir nodded in satisfaction.

At this rate, it’ll be mixed in half a minute.

Not bad.

Pretty fast.

Vir was happy with the progress.

But Shiki?

He was suffering like hell!

That monstrous drill in Vir’s hands was stirring like a beast!

The metallic clanking and the sticky, slimy sensation sent shivers down his spine.

His stomach revolted instantly.

In an instant, he transformed into a Red Lion!

No time to think—

Snacks were already rushing up his throat!

Some didn’t even stop at his throat, bursting straight into his mouth for a taste test.

No!

Absolutely not!

There’s no holding back!

Shiki instantly assessed the situation.

He grabbed Rayleigh’s sleeve with one hand, the other clamped over his mouth, tugging desperately.

The message was clear—

’Get me a bucket! A bucket! Help me!’

All the arrogance from earlier, when he’d scoffed at Rayleigh, was gone.

Now, he just didn’t want to puke on his clothes!

Rayleigh, of course, understood perfectly.

A single glance was all he needed.

But he wasn’t in a hurry to help.

Watching Golden Lion’s frantic expression, he said leisurely,

“Can’t wait anymore, huh? How’s that little snack tasting?”

The moment those words left his mouth—

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The sheer level of emotional damage was evident.

Golden Lion’s face twisted even more urgently.

His entire body strained as he begged Rayleigh with his eyes.

Seeing this, Rayleigh finally relented.

Grudgingly, he went to fetch a small basin.

But just as he turned—

He saw something that made him burst out laughing.

Shiki had one hand clamped over his mouth, guarding his “snacks” from thieves.

But the snacks had other plans.

They found their own escape route.

Two long noodles shot straight out of his nose!

He’d blocked his mouth, but his nose?

That was an oversight!

The noodles flew high—

Nearly slapping Rayleigh in the face!

Luckily, he dodged just in time.

“Pfft—”

“PFFFT—HAHAHAHA!”

Rayleigh tried to hold it in.

He failed.

This was just too much!

Even back in the day, he’d never suffered like this!

This was next-level misery!

Rayleigh laughed so hard he nearly collapsed.

It was just too ridiculous.

And to make things worse, Marco even stepped closer and got a nice close-up shot for everyone to enjoy!

Shiki had half a mind to puke all over that bastard.

Give him a nice shower.

What the hell happened in the last few years?

How did this guy become so insufferable?

Did he train in being annoying or something?!

Listening to the roars of laughter from Whitebeard’s crew…

Hearing Whitebeard’s deep, booming voice filled with mocking amusement…

Golden Lion really wanted to murder them all.

Animals.

Absolute animals!

Goddamn animals!

But just then—

Both of Marco’s Den Den Mushi suddenly slumped, their eyes drooping shut.

Marco blinked in confusion.

What the—?

Did some idiot hang up?

Both at the same time?

Without hesitation, he tried calling back.

But the line was dead.

“Out of service range…?”

Marco was completely baffled.

What’s going on?

It was working fine just a second ago.

Now, nothing?

Did something happen?

Were they under attack?

Both Den Den Mushi just died?!

As Marco stood there puzzled—

On the other end, aboard the Moby Dick’s deck…

The Whitebeard Pirates stared at the suddenly blank projection screen in confusion.

“Huh? Did Marco hang up?”

“We were just getting to the good part! Right before the grand finale! Why’d he cut it off?!”

“Dude, back the hell up!”

“Wait—what’s that smell?!”

“OH SHIT—ENEMY ATTACK!! GAS MASKS! WHERE’S MY— TOO LATE! BLERGH—!!”

Yeah.

Clearly, they’d been way too engrossed in watching Golden Lion enjoy his “snacks”.

Now, they got a taste too.

Meanwhile, Whitebeard, having finally stopped laughing, stared at the two Den Den Mushi lying limp—barely any life left in them.

He fell into deep thought.

’…Is my breath really that bad?’

’Bad enough to knock out Den Den Mushi just by laughing?!’

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