One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor - Chapter 417: I Can Sponsor That

Chapter 417: Chapter 417: I Can Sponsor That

Teach?

Vir’s brow furrowed slightly.

He glanced around, taking in the eager expressions of those surrounding him.

Of course, Vir knew exactly what they were thinking.

And honestly, if he were in their shoes, he’d probably want that bastard to suffer a slow, agonizing death too.

But the thing was… Teach didn’t seem to have much left to offer.

In the original timeline, Teach was like Luffy—after two years of intense training, his strength skyrocketed.

But right now?

He didn’t even have Conqueror’s Haki.

His Armament and Observation weren’t impressive enough to catch Vir’s attention either.

His Armament was definitely inferior to Kuzan’s.

And his Observation couldn’t possibly match Vir’s advanced-level mastery.

The Dark-Dark Fruit? Already taken by Vir.

Aside from that double-pain sensitivity, Teach really didn’t have anything else to offer.

Healing him now… would really only be for the sake of farming some negative points.

Not that Vir minded extra Negative Points, but…

Looking at the Whitebeard Pirates, he felt this was something they should handle themselves.

Yet, these guys were all practically begging him to step in.

Fine. A little cooperation wouldn’t hurt.

He could just play the role of instructor and tool provider.

The executioners would be them.

He’d just watch to make sure Teach didn’t kick the bucket too soon.

With that in mind, Vir politely dismissed Marco’s proposal.

“About Teach… I’ll pass.”

Marco flinched.

His face twisted in disbelief.

In his mind, Vir—the guy who treated patients like treasure—would never turn down a gift-wrapped punching bag like this.

Yet here he was.

Actually refusing.

Marco wasn’t the only one stunned. Even Whitebeard and the others showed brief flashes of surprise.

Once it sank in, disappointment settled in their expressions.

If anyone could make Blackbeard experience true suffering, it was Vir.

But if Vir didn’t want to, there wasn’t much they could say.

“…Alright. If you’re not up for it, we won’t force you.”

Marco sighed.

“I won’t treat him… but I’ve got some tools you can borrow.”

As he spoke, Vir finished welding the seam on Kid’s body.

Setting down the blowtorch, he reached into his medical kit and pulled out an array of tools.

“These are poisons I made myself—specialized for torture.”

“Too bad I never got to use ’em.”

He began introducing them one by one.

“This one enhances taste sensitivity by thirteen times.”

“This one boosts smell sensitivity by twenty-one times.”

“This one’s a bit weaker, but still decent—triples pain sensitivity.”

“This one amplifies overall perception. Haven’t tested it yet, but it should boost it at least tenfold.”

“This? Oh-ho, this one tightens the sphincter. Use it however you like.”

“And this pot—” Vir gestured to the cookware he’d used earlier. “You already know what it feels like. Borrow it if you want.”

“Need instructions? I’ll teach you.”

“The chainsaws, blowtorches—feel free to use them.. We’re all friends here.”

The entire area had gone deathly silent.

Vir’s words rang unnervingly clear in the stillness.

The Whitebeard Pirates’ disappointed expressions froze in place.

The pile of stuff Vir pulled out had already shattered their worldview.

Marco was dumbfounded.

He stared, speechless, at the items now covering the operating table (now vacated by Kid).

So many torture tools… He never had the chance to use them…

Forget all this—at this point, just showing a picture of Vir to anyone needing interrogation would probably make them confess their foot fetish on the spot.

Honestly, these tools were overkill.

Still, looking at the table now overflowing with sinister-looking vials—

Marco felt a slight swell of gratitude.

Even Whitebeard’s gaze toward Vir softened a bit.

It wasn’t like when they first arrived, when he looked like he wanted to shove his fist in Vir’s mouth.

The others weren’t stupid either.

They recognized what Vir was doing.

By stepping back yet providing them the means, he was letting them take revenge—their way.

That consideration didn’t go unnoticed.

Jozu’s eyes slightly shimmered as he stared at Vir.

His mind was already cooking up a plan—Diamond Butt Smash: Enhanced smell Edition.

“Godfather! If this ain’t love, I don’t know what is! You’re—”

*WHAM!*

A sandal slammed into Jozu’s face, sending him flying overboard.

“Cool off in the sea for a bit.” Marco muttered.

Turning back to Vir, his expression turned serious.

Marco understood Vir better than most.

He also knew Vir was making a concession here.

Without another word, Marco strode forward—

—and gave Vir a firm pat on the shoulder.

“Thanks.”

Vir didn’t respond.

Because, naturally, he was busy—playing the cool, silent type.

(And checking his damn rewards.)

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 250,000 negative points!]

[Ding! New Ability Unlocked: Magnetism!]

[Magnetism: You can generate and manipulate micro-magnetic fields.]

Vir stared at the notification, baffled.

Micro-magnetic fields?

What kind of obscure nonsense was this?

Magnetism had subdivisions now? Where did this even come from?

Without dwelling on it, he began experimenting.

Quickly, he understood: it only created simple magnetic fields, under his control.

No wormholes, no black holes—nothing like that.

Just practical applications.

Kid, at his current level, could only pull metal toward himself—magnetically attracting iron.

Post-awakening, he could assign magnetism to other objects—letting him control them, not just pull them.

Vir quickly summarized: this ability’s main value to him was amplifying his strongest attacks.

The moment he got it, Vir tried combining electricity and magnetism.

And the result?

Devastating.

Not only could he now create a true Railgun (Electromagnetic Cannon)—

—but all electricity-based attacks got a 50% damage boost.

Here is the corrected version:

Regular lightning was now electromagnetism—

Stronger, more destructive, and, most crucially, better at piercing Haki defenses.

Testing it on himself, Vir confirmed that even Aokiji’s top-tier Armament Haki partially dispersed on impact.

A single electromagnetic shock erased thirty percent of the Armament coating guarding the spot.

The discovery thrilled Vir.

Say no more.

Thunder Bagua—already overpowered—had just gotten scarier.

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