First ca the "Divine Axe Rhitta," followed by the gauntlets "Fist of Tekko."
With two legendary weapons unveiled in quick succession, even Sengoku and the others were green with envy.
anwhile, Zephyr finally reclaid his gauntlet from Garp, black eyes and all, only after Garp gave up due to Zephyr's relentless nagging.
"Hahahaha! My gauntlet at last!"
"So stylish!"
Seeing Zephyr don the chanical arms, Hamr felt a sudden pang of deja vu.
For a brief mont, the image of Zephyr with his chanical crusher from the future flashed in his mind, before Hamr forcefully shattered that thought.
He muttered softly, "Teacher... your future won't be dark..."
His voice was so quiet, no one heard him.
With his new weapon in hand, Sakazuki set sail again in high spirits, returning to his battleground in the New World.
Garp headed back to East Blue to continue flattening his eighth mountain before teaming up with Hamr to hunt down Chinjao in West Blue.
As for Hamr? He was currently in the recruit training camp office.
"Huh? The anti-toxin mask doesn't work? That's impossible. I loaded it with activated charcoal and other filters. It should've helped, no?"
Zephyr had called Hamr in once more regarding Magellan, a trainee from the fourth batch.
Even after six months in the program, Magellan still couldn't train normally like the others.
"The toxic gas is one thing, but he's affected by it too. He spends over half the day in the bathroom. You wouldn't believe the scene…"
"In fact, I had to build him a separate toilet sowhere else."
Hamr: 'Right. I forgot this guy had explosive diarrhea issues."
What a pain. It's not like they could build a mobile toilet for him...
"Maybe I should call Borsalino and see if Punk Hazard has a full-body hazmat suit. Though it still won't solve the bathroom issue…"
The two of them locked eyes, but neither could co up with a better idea.
"Can you purify the air around him sohow?" Zephyr asked.
Hamr rolled his eyes. "Teacher, I'm a blacksmith, not a scientist. Where the hell would I get sothing that advanced?"
Suddenly, a lightbulb lit in his head. He slapped the desk and stood up.
The desk promptly collapsed.
Zephyr: 'My desk.'
"Even if we can't purify the air, we can isolate him, right?"
"I've got an idea. It'll take a lot of work, but we can use it later as punishnt, too. Depends if you're willing."
Zephyr looked confused.
"Let explain…" Hamr whispered his plan.
Zephyr: !!!
"HAHAHA! You're a real bastard, Hamt, a devil and a genius! Only you could co up with sothing this ruthless!"
"Let's do it! We start tonight!"
And so, without delay, Hamr made the call.
Construction would begin that very night.
That night, while the camp slept, around a hundred n gathered on the field.
"Is everyone here?" Zephyr asked, glancing at the group. Hamr stood beside him.
"Yup, all my boys. If they can fix a battleship, they can build a black room no problem."
"Good. Then let's get started."
Hamr turned to the workers. "Alright, everyone. Teacher Zephyr needs a favor."
"Dig a pit in the field, 3 ters deep, 30 ters wide and long!"
Everyone stared, puzzled.
Hamr explained patiently.
"We've got a cadet nad Magellan, Paracia-type, Venom-Venom Fruit. Because of his special powers, he can't train with the others."
"So we're building him an underground chamber. That way, he can train underneath the field with us. Oh, and we're adding a very secure toilet."
Everyone: 'There really are all kinds of weirdos on the sea'
Under Hamr's direction, the digging began.
He also brought out steel panels for support and defense, and tempered glass he'd specially made using knowledge from his previous life.
The process involved heating regular glass near its softening point, then rapidly cooling it to create compression stress on the surface and tension stress inside, greatly increasing its strength and thermal stability.
With his fire ability and enhancents, the glass's durability reached maximum levels.
The underground room was fitted with ventilation, a sealed toilet, a true black room.
It wouldn't be a one-ti use either. Hamr planned to throw any slacking idiot in there for punishnt.
A perfectly deadly solitary experience.
With a hundred n, the room was completed quickly.
Zephyr stomped on the glass, testing its durability.
"Not bad, Hamr. I'm using Soru on this glass and it doesn't even creak."
Zephyr inspected the glass, impressed.
"Of course," Hamr snorted. "Made by yours truly."
"The walls are steel-reinforced."
"There's ventilation inside, and toxic gas will be routed into a separate containnt tank. Just make sure Magellan takes care of it himself. We don't want a poison leak."
Zephyr nodded, very pleased with the room.
The next day, Magellan entered his shiny new isolation chamber.
He was thrilled. A lifelong fan of dark, enclosed spaces, he instantly fell in love with it.
Zephyr, though twitching at the corners of his mouth, was still satisfied. He erected a sign in front of the training field that read:
"Training Camp Special Isolation Chamber"
With Magellan sorted out, Hamr returned to forging.
While working on a self-destruct device commissioned by the Five Elders, he was interrupted by frantic shouts:
"Vice Admiral Hamr! Vice Admiral Hamr!"
"Fleet Admiral Kong wants to see you imdiately!"
Hamr sighed and put down his tools. "Now what…"
Fleet Admiral's Office
"Old man Kong, what is it now?"
"Can't I catch a break for once?"
"Yo, you guys are all here? What happened now?"
He pushed open the door like he owned the place.
"Sakazuki's gone too far this ti..."
"We must recall him. Leaving him in the New World risks catastrophe, especially after that woman lost five children at once."
Inside, Kong, Sengoku, and Tsuru were discussing Sakazuki. Seems Dog Bro had gone off the rails again.
Their eyes locked onto Hamr with eerie intensity.
"You're famous again, Hamr…"
Hamr: "Huh? What now?"
Sengoku handed him a newspaper. Hamr was instantly stunned.
The front page showed Sakazuki and the Divine Axe Rhitta, standing over several familiar-looking corpses. Next to them, a big photo of Hamr himself.
{MARINE'S RISING STAR SAKAZUKI DECLARES: 'HAMR'S DIVINE AXE WILL ERADICATE ALL EVIL!}
{FIVE BIG MOM PIRATES SLAIN, IS THE DIVINE AXE RHITTA'S MIGHT UNMATCHED?!}
{"MARINE'S LEGENDARY BLACKSMITH HUMILIATES THE WORLD: 'YOU'RE ALL TRASH, I ALONE AM THE HONORED BLACKSMITH!"}
"Big Mom pirates... five of them???"
Hamr's jaw dropped. He recognized them now, Charlotte Opera. Charlotte Counter. Charlotte Cadenza. Charlotte Cabaletta. Charlotte Gala.
The quintuplets who'd beco the future Minister of Cream...
"MORGANS... I SWEAR I'LL TURN YOU INTO CHICKEN SOUP!!!"
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