"Dear heavens, please let me get something useful this time!"
In the forest at the center of a deserted island, Lind stood in front of what looked like a banana tree — and most likely was a banana tree — praying fervently.
After a brief plea to all kinds of deities from his previous life, Lind stood solemnly before the tree, hands gently pressed together, eyes closed, and murmured:
"In the name of Lind, awaken your dormant potential!"
"Gather the power of the universe, forge an extraordinary transformation!"
Lind slowly opened his eyes, lifting his hands upward, palms facing the sky, as if pleading with the surrounding air for power.
Suddenly, his expression changed. He turned his palms toward the banana tree and shouted:
"Lind Energy, Saro Saro — Transform!"
"Behold the miracle and embrace rebirth!"
On the desolate island, Lind felt like he had returned to his cringe-filled middle school days.
Suppressing the slight embarrassment, he completed the mutation ritual he had spent a week carefully developing.
He then eagerly stared at the banana tree, waiting to see the results of this mutation.
"As expected, in this kind of semi-fantasy world, chants and rituals are effective at developing Devil Fruits. My week of hard work designing this was worth it."
"Hmm, the mutation target matters too. Zoan-type Devil Fruits resemble bananas, so mutating a banana tree gives great results."
Feeling the effects of the mutation, Lind smiled and began summarizing his success aloud.
It had been a week since he ate the mutated fruit.
For the past seven days, Lind was either performing mutations or resting to regain strength so he could mutate again.
After dozens of attempts, he finally got a successful result today.
The effect was plain yet powerful — enhancing physical fitness. Simple, yet incredibly effective.
Even better, it could be eaten repeatedly for continued effects, making it perfect for Lind's needs.
Not only did it improve his strength, it boosted his stamina and enhanced his mutation efficiency — a snowball effect.
"Although the mutated fruit doesn't grant the ability to transform into animals like Zoan fruits, this pure physical enhancement is exactly what I hoped for."
Lind was beyond satisfied. He grinned uncontrollably, unable to stop smiling even when he tried.
Only he knew how anxious he had been over the past few days. Finally, he had a solid result — the weight on his heart was lifted.
He finally felt like he had the strength to face the future — and it was just beginning.
Even though he discovered some patterns in the mutations — which later proved to be useless — it didn't stop him from enjoying the moment.
Without hesitation, he picked a fruit from the tree, peeled it, and took a bite.
"Wow, tastes great! Even better than regular bananas! Totally unlike those disgusting Devil Fruits. Sure, the effect is weaker, but it's not a one-time thing — that makes it way better!"
Eyes glowing, he chomped down on the banana while mumbling through mouthfuls.
"Alright, time to add proper training to the schedule."
Soon, Lind returned to his seaside shack, carrying two mutated bananas.
Though he planned to hide away until he became invincible, he didn't want to stay on this deserted island forever.
So, he set up his living area near the shore in hopes of spotting a boat and finding a populated island to live on.
Then, like the protagonists of farming novels from his past life, he'd grow crops, raise animals, and build his crew.
"Am I too weak, or is this banana too strong? I've only eaten two and I'm already full."
Feeling a warm surge in his belly, Lind was baffled.
"Whatever, I'll just run a few laps around the island. After all, people in this world have unique bodies. Post-meal workouts shouldn't be a problem."
He ran five laps around the island — more than ten kilometers — and returned.
His face was just slightly flushed, and his breathing was only a bit heavy.
"Digestion seems done. I can eat more. I wonder if it's the fruit or just my constitution." Lind patted his now-hungry stomach.
Back in his old world, eating and then running ten kilometers to digest, just to eat again — that was suicide.
But here, it felt perfectly normal. He felt amazing.
Maybe people in this world were built differently. Or maybe the bananas were special.
After all, such a small fruit couldn't possibly fill the stomach — maybe the fullness was an illusion. Once the fruit's energy was used up, the sensation disappeared.
"Time for strength training. At this rate, I'll be getting stronger at an insane pace." Without wasting time, Lind began training again.
He ate another banana and started doing push-ups, sit-ups, and lifting huge stones.
"Hu! Hu!"
"Seven thousand six hundred fifty-four!"
"Seven thousand six hundred fifty-five!"
He was squatting while lifting a tree trunk over a meter in diameter.
Under the combined effect of the mutated bananas and intense training, Lind's physical strength exploded in just three months.
Now standing at 185 cm with a muscular, bare torso, his appearance reflected three months of tireless work.
"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!"
"Ten thousand!"
Boom!
He tossed the giant tree aside, grabbed another banana, and walked deeper into the island.
"Three months, and I'm already on my third round of mutations. Still barely anything useful. Only a few decent bananas — this is rough."
"I wonder if the newly planted bananas will inherit the mutation traits."
As he walked deeper into the island, Lind complained about the randomness of the mutations.
Soon, he arrived at his target — a thirty-meter-tall coconut tree.
He casually began the mutation ritual.
"In the name of Lind, awaken your dormant potential."
After realizing the ritual didn't affect the mutation — which was entirely random — Lind had long given up on elaborate rituals. Now he just said a few words of nostalgia.
Soon, a smile crept across his face.
"Golden Legend! Finally got a hit!"
The coconut tree had turned entirely golden, and Lind was thrilled.
"There is spiritual energy — or rather, telekinesis — in this world! With fruit this powerful, I won't get blacklisted, right?"
"Whatever. Time for a taste."
Thanks to his forged physique, climbing the mutated tree was easy. He picked a few golden coconuts that looked appealing.
No need for stones to crack them open — one Dragon Claw Strike and the shell split, revealing coconut water and flesh.
After gulping down one whole coconut, Lin De felt like he was ascending to heaven. A deep-seated pleasure overwhelmed him.
He quickly devoured several more coconuts.
The build-up reached critical mass — Lind felt a strange new power forming in his mind.
Five minutes later, it stabilized.
Focusing on that mental force, Lind began experimenting.
"Rise!"
"Go!"
A rock the height of his calf floated through the air, controlled by his mind.
"HAHAHAHA! This fruit is insane! Just a few coconuts and I already have this much power!"
"Unless someone masters Observation Haki or eats a Logia-type Devil Fruit, I can easily ambush them."
"Not sure where my strength ranks in this world, but with telekinesis, at least I can defend myself now."
"Hurry up, someone bring a boat! I need to find a place to fully unleash my farming skills!"
Elated by his new psychic powers, Lind laughed out loud, waving his arms and wishing harder than ever to leave the island.
"Let's head back to the beach. Take the day off, eat something nice. Maybe I'll find good seafood today."
"Too bad I scared off all the seabirds. Haven't seen any in days. Now I have to rely on seafood and fruit to survive."
With the appearance of the mutated coconut, Lind had no interest in further training and decided to relax for the day.
Back at his base, he grabbed the wooden bucket he made with his bare hands and began foraging around the island.
With his incredible strength, it didn't take long to circle the island.
He filled about half a bucket with crabs, scallops, and other seafood.
Then, with another bucket and his fishing rod, he went to his favourite fishing spot.
Given his current strength, he wasn't going to fall into the sea again like before.
As for bait, he used the fruit from a mutated tree he once experimented on — it emitted a scent that attracted fish, acting as a perfect natural lure. Lind had a" Dear heavens, please let me get something useful this time!"
In the forest at the centre of a deserted island, Lind stood in front of what looked like a banana tree — and most likely was a banana tree — praying fervently.
After a brief plea to all kinds of deities from his previous life, Lind stood solemnly before the tree, hands gently pressed together, eyes closed, and murmured:
"In the name of Lind, awaken your dormant potential!"
"Gather the power of the universe, forge an extraordinary transformation!"
Lind slowly opened his eyes, lifting his hands upward, palms facing the sky, as if pleading with the surrounding air for power.
Suddenly, his expression changed. He turned his palms toward the banana tree and shouted:
"Lind Energy, Saro Saro — Transform!"
"Behold the miracle and embrace rebirth!"
On the desolate island, Lind felt like he had returned to his cringe-filled middle school days.
Suppressing the slight embarrassment, he completed the mutation ritual he had spent a week carefully developing.
He then eagerly stared at the banana tree, waiting to see the results of this mutation.
"As expected, in this kind of semi-fantasy world, chants and rituals are effective at developing Devil Fruits. My week of hard work designing this was worth it."
"Hmm, the mutation target matters too. Zoan-type Devil Fruits resemble bananas, so mutating a banana tree gives great results."
Feeling the effects of the mutation, Lind smiled and began summarizing his success aloud.
It had been a week since he ate the mutated fruit.
For the past seven days, Lind was either performing mutations or resting to regain strength so he could mutate again.
After dozens of attempts, he finally got a successful result today.
The effect was plain yet powerful — enhancing physical fitness. Simple, yet incredibly effective.
Even better, it could be eaten repeatedly for continued effects, making it perfect for Lind's needs.
Not only did it improve his strength, it boosted his stamina and enhanced his mutation efficiency — a snowball effect.
"Although the mutated fruit doesn't grant the ability to transform into animals like Zoan fruits, this pure physical enhancement is exactly what I hoped for."
Lind was beyond satisfied. He grinned uncontrollably, unable to stop smiling even when he tried.
Only he knew how anxious he had been over the past few days. Finally, he had a solid result — the weight on his heart was lifted.
He finally felt like he had the strength to face the future — and it was just beginning.
Even though he discovered some patterns in the mutations — which later proved to be useless — it didn't stop him from enjoying the moment.
Without hesitation, he picked a fruit from the tree, peeled it, and took a bite.
"Wow, tastes great! Even better than regular bananas! Totally unlike those disgusting Devil Fruits. Sure, the effect is weaker, but it's not a one-time thing — that makes it way better!"
Eyes glowing, he chomped down on the banana while mumbling through mouthfuls.
"Alright, time to add proper training to the schedule."
Soon, Lind returned to his seaside shack, carrying two mutated bananas.
Though he planned to hide away until he became invincible, he didn't want to stay on this deserted island forever.
So, he set up his living area near the shore in hopes of spotting a boat and finding a populated island to live on.
Then, like the protagonists of farming novels from his past life, he'd grow crops, raise animals, and build his crew.
"Am I too weak, or is this banana too strong? I've only eaten two and I'm already full."
Feeling a warm surge in his belly, Lind was baffled.
"Whatever, I'll just run a few laps around the island. After all, people in this world have unique bodies. Post-meal workouts shouldn't be a problem."
He ran five laps around the island — more than ten kilometers — and returned.
His face was just slightly flushed, and his breathing was only a bit heavy.
"Digestion seems done. I can eat more. I wonder if it's the fruit or just my constitution." Lind patted his now-hungry stomach.
Back in his old world, eating and then running ten kilometers to digest, just to eat again — that was suicide.
But here, it felt perfectly normal. He felt amazing.
Maybe people in this world were built differently. Or maybe the bananas were special.
After all, such a small fruit couldn't possibly fill the stomach — maybe the fullness was an illusion. Once the fruit's energy was used up, the sensation disappeared.
"Time for strength training. At this rate, I'll be getting stronger at an insane pace." Without wasting time, Lind began training again.
He ate another banana and started doing push-ups, sit-ups, and lifting huge stones.
"Hu! Hu!"
"Seven thousand six hundred fifty-four!"
"Seven thousand six hundred fifty-five!"
He was squatting while lifting a tree trunk over a meter in diameter.
Under the combined effect of the mutated bananas and intense training, Lind's physical strength exploded in just three months.
Now standing at 185 cm with a muscular, bare torso, his appearance reflected three months of tireless work.
"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!"
"Ten thousand!"
Boom!
He tossed the giant tree aside, grabbed another banana, and walked deeper into the island.
"Three months, and I'm already on my third round of mutations. Still barely anything useful. Only a few decent bananas — this is rough."
"I wonder if the newly planted bananas will inherit the mutation traits."
As he walked deeper into the island, Lind complained about the randomness of the mutations.
Soon, he arrived at his target — a thirty-meter-tall coconut tree.
He casually began the mutation ritual.
"In the name of Lind, awaken your dormant potential."
After realizing the ritual didn't affect the mutation — which was entirely random — Lind had long given up on elaborate rituals. Now he just said a few words of nostalgia.
Soon, a smile crept across his face.
"Golden Legend! Finally got a hit!"
The coconut tree had turned entirely golden, and Lind was thrilled.
"There is spiritual energy — or rather, telekinesis — in this world! With fruit this powerful, I won't get blacklisted, right?"
"Whatever. Time for a taste."
Thanks to his forged physique, climbing the mutated tree was easy. He picked a few golden coconuts that looked appealing.
No need for stones to crack them open — one Dragon Claw Strike and the shell split, revealing coconut water and flesh.
After gulping down one whole coconut, Lind felt like he was ascending to heaven. A deep-seated pleasure overwhelmed him.
He quickly devoured several more coconuts.
The build-up reached critical mass — Lind felt a strange new power forming in his mind.
Five minutes later, it stabilized.
Focusing on that mental force, Lind began experimenting.
"Rise!"
"Go!"
A rock the height of his calf floated through the air, controlled by his mind.
"HAHAHAHA! This fruit is insane! Just a few coconuts and I already have this much power!"
"Unless someone masters Observation Haki or eats a Logia-type Devil Fruit, I can easily ambush them."
"Not sure where my strength ranks in this world, but with telekinesis, at least I can defend myself now."
"Hurry up, someone bring a boat! I need to find a place to fully unleash my farming skills!"
Elated by his new psychic powers, Lind laughed out loud, waving his arms and wishing harder than ever to leave the island.
"Let's head back to the beach. Take the day off, eat something nice. Maybe I'll find good seafood today."
"Too bad I scared off all the seabirds. Haven't seen any in days. Now I have to rely on seafood and fruit to survive."
With the appearance of the mutated coconut, L had no interest in further training and decided to relax for the day.
Back at his base, he grabbed the wooden bucket he made with his bare hands and began foraging around the island.
With his incredible strength, it didn't take long to circle the island.
He filled about half a bucket with crabs, scallops, and other seafood.
Then, with another bucket and his fishing rod, he went to his favourite fishing spot.
Given his current strength, he wasn't going to fall into the sea again like before.
As for bait, he used the fruit from a mutated tree he once experimented on — it emitted a scent that attracted fish, acting as a perfect natural lure. Lind had been shocked when he discovered it.
It was every angler's dream. With this bait, he never went home empty-handed again.
Sure enough, in just a few dozen minutes, his bucket was full of fish.
Returning with his bounty, Lind started preparing dinner.
Whether in this life or the last, he didn't have much cooking experience — especially not with seafood.
And training had kept him too busy to study cooking.
So his dinners were usually very simple — stew everything together.
Just clean off the scales and guts, rinse, then boil.
With his constitution — or rather, the physiology of humans in this world — nothing could make him sick.
He lit a fire under his makeshift stove using wood he'd gathered from the island.
A stew of assorted seafood bubbled in the stone pot, giving off a mouth watering aroma.
Simple, yes — but for Lind, stranded on a deserted island, it was a rare delicacy worth savouring.
As he stared at the boiling stew, Lind was deep in thought.
Though the last three months were fulfilling, humans were social creatures.
Living alone for so long with almost no entertainment made him long deeply for the normal world.
"Sigh, when will a ship finally come to pick me up? Am I going to have to build one myself? I'm not Luffy, damn it!"
"Seafood and fruit every day — I'm going insane!"
He downed a big bowl of seafood soup, muttering complaints nonstop. And shocked when he discovered it.
It was every angler's dream. With this bait, he never went home empty-handed again.
Sure enough, in just a few dozen minutes, his bucket was full of fish.
Returning with his bounty, Lind started preparing dinner.
Whether in this life or the last, he didn't have much cooking experience — especially not with seafood.
And training had kept him too busy to study cooking.
So his dinners were usually very simple — stew everything together.
Just clean off the scales and guts, rinse, then boil.
With his constitution — or rather, the physiology of humans in this world — nothing could make him sick.
He lit a fire under his makeshift stove using wood he'd gathered from the island.
A stew of assorted seafood bubbled in the stone pot, giving off a mouth watering aroma.
Simple, yes — but for Lind, stranded on a deserted island, it was a rare delicacy worth savouring.
As he stared at the boiling stew, Lind was deep in thought.
Though the last three months were fulfilling, humans were social creatures.
Living alone for so long with almost no entertainment made him long deeply for the normal world.
"Sigh, when will a ship finally come to pick me up? Am I going to have to build one myself? I'm not Luffy, damn it!"
"Seafood and fruit every day — I'm going insane!"
He downed a big bowl of seafood soup, muttering complaints nonstop.