Selling Devil Fruits in the Marvel Universe

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Rosh was speechless. He had nothing left to say—Deadpool truly lived up to his reputation, always doing the most unexpected things.

Pointing a gun at his own wife? Even if it was to test the bulletproof capabilities of the Suit-Suit Fruit, wasn't that a bit too extreme?

"Go ahead, Wade. I've never experienced what it's like to be shot. Shoot me! Come on, baby!"

Vanessa was incredibly eager and excited, leaving Rosh even more at a loss for words.

Is this what they mean by "birds of a feather flock together"? The guy's crazy, and the girl's pretty wild, too.

They really are a match made in heaven.

But Rosh didn't intervene because he knew the Suit-Suit Fruit's bulletproof ability was more than adequate. As long as Deadpool didn't shoot Vanessa's exposed limbs, there wouldn't be any issues.

"Pulling a gun on your own wife—what a crazy world we live in. Life's always full of surprises, isn't it?" Deadpool quipped before pulling the trigger.

Despite his outward madness, Deadpool was careful. He tugged on a corner of Vanessa's suit, pulling it out slightly, then fired a shot at that small section. 

Even if it wasn't a bulletproof outfit, the bullet would pass through the fabric without harming Vanessa.

*Pfft!*

The muffled sound of the silenced gun echoed as a bullet hit the fabric.

And… it actually worked! The bullet was stopped by the suit and fell harmlessly to the ground.

"Wade, the bullet really got stopped! This is unbelievable! The fabric feels so soft, and I can barely feel its weight!" Vanessa exclaimed in disbelief.

"Of course! What did you think? This is a Devil Fruit, after all!" Deadpool said, clearly pleased.

"Vanessa, you've probably noticed by now that your control over the power is still very basic. You can only manage simple manipulations for now," Rosh explained with a smile.

"So, you'll need to practice constantly. Once you can control the clothes' shape at will, you'll be able to achieve your dream of wearing a new outfit every day."

"For the sake of wearing new clothes every day, I'll definitely train hard!" Vanessa said, full of determination.

After completing the transaction, Rosh, as usual, added Vanessa to the group chat and welcomed her as a new member.

Shopkeeper: "@everyone, welcome our newest member to the Devil Fruit family!"

Vanessa: "Hello, everyone. I'm a newbie here, so please take care of me. Though, now that I think about it, I already know everyone in this group, so this feels a bit odd."

Wade Wilson: "Welcome, my dear wife, mwah! Hey, Shopkeeper, can't I change my nickname to 'The World's Hottest Guy'?"

Shopkeeper: "No, you can't! And you're not the world's hottest guy!"

With the group still small, the nicknames didn't interfere much with communication. But in the future, it might become inconvenient when there are more members.

So, it's best to stick with real names for the group IDs.

Vanessa: "Honey, how dare you call yourself the hottest guy in front of the Shopkeeper? Where does that leave him?"

Wade Wilson: "Fine, how about 'The World's Hottest Guy (except for the Shopkeeper)'? Is that acceptable?"

Helen Cho: "Ms. Vanessa, did you also buy a Devil Fruit? Welcome to the group!"

Helen Cho: "But… if you don't mind me asking, which Fruit did you get?"

Vanessa: "Dr. Cho, I bought the Suit-Suit Fruit, which lets me create any outfit I want. Jealous?"

Helen Cho: "Devil Fruits are truly miraculous—being able to do something like that is incredible."

Shopkeeper: "By the way, Dr. Cho, have you tested the healing abilities of your Fruit yet? How did it go?"

At the mention of this, Helen Cho became visibly excited. Even her assistant noticed the gleam in her eyes.

Helen Cho: "Shopkeeper, I was just about to give you feedback. The Healing Fruit is absolutely astonishing!"

Helen Cho: "I first tested it on my assistant's cousin. In just five seconds, it completely cured his rheumatoid arthritis!"

Helen Cho: "When I saw the test results, I couldn't believe my eyes!"

Helen Cho wasn't exaggerating. Rheumatoid arthritis is known to be a complex disease to cure completely. It's one of those conditions that typically lasts a lifetime.

But with the Healing Fruit, she had managed to cure it in mere seconds—a true miracle.

Wade Wilson: "That's incredible! Dr. Cho, you're going to be the world's most famous doctor!"

Vanessa: "That's indeed an amazing power. It sounds even more impressive than that cradle thing you mentioned before."

Helen Cho: "The Rebirth Cradle is my life's work and is one of a kind, but I have to admit, it doesn't compare to the Devil Fruit."

The Rebirth Cradle, as advanced as it might be, still operates within the rules of science. But the Devil Fruits exist outside those rules—there's just no comparison.

Even as proud as Helen Cho was, she couldn't deny this fact.

"Alright, Boss, we won't keep you any longer. Wade and I will be heading out. Goodbye!"

"Goodbye! Come back anytime!"

After some light banter in the group, Vanessa and Deadpool bid farewell to Rosh and left the Devil Fruit shop.

Rosh didn't linger in the chat either, returning to his work instead.

He spent about an hour photographing all the Devil Fruits.

Then he opened his computer, started up a design program, and began creating the Devil Fruit catalog.

Time flew by as he worked.

After serving a few customers and finishing the design for the catalog, Rosh checked the time—it was already past three in the afternoon.

"Looks like there's not much chance of selling another Fruit today. I'll go train and find a place to print this catalog."

After some thought, Rosh made his decision.

He copied the catalog files onto a USB drive, habitually stored all the Devil Fruits back into the system, locked up the shop, and strolled out.

There's nothing quite like being your own boss. You can come in late, leave early—whatever you want, whenever you want!