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Ghost materialized on Garp's ship, greeted by the resounding laughter of the vice admiral. "Come on in," Garp beckoned jovially, motioning Ghost into the room. As Ghost stepped inside, he observed Admiral Aokiji seated nearby, his demeanor composed yet inscrutable.

Garp wasted no time in getting down to business. "Ghost, I need you to infiltrate Impel Down and execute a rescue mission," he stated bluntly, underestimating the true extent of Ghost's abilities. "With your Devil Fruit powers, it shouldn't pose much of a challenge for you, right?"

Ghost maintained his cool composure, acknowledging the task at hand. "I can handle it," he replied confidently, "but let's discuss the compensation first."

Garp initially proposed an offer of 100 million, but Ghost remained unmoved. "1.5 Billion," he stated firmly, his eyes glinting with determination.

Aokiji, who had been observing silently, interjected with a note of seriousness. "I can contribute 1.1 billion," he admitted, recognizing Ghost's demand for a substantial payment.

Garp, undeterred by Ghost's assertiveness, reassured him. "I can cover the rest with 200 million from my savings," he affirmed, demonstrating his willingness to meet Ghost's terms.

Ghost turned his gaze to Bogart, Garp's adjutant, who could only offer a sheepish smile. "I have an additional 200 million," Bogart confessed reluctantly.

"Then produce the funds immediately," Ghost commanded, his tone unwavering. After a brief exchange, the agreed-upon 1.5 billion was placed before Ghost. With a swift motion, Ghost stored the payment in his system space, sealing the deal.

"Now," Ghost shifted his focus back to the mission at hand, "I shall proceed to rescue Smoker, a comrade of Admiral Aokiji's." Aokiji emphasized the importance of stealth and efficiency. "Ensure minimal confrontation with the stationed navy forces," he instructed firmly.

Ghost nodded in understanding. "Consider it done," he affirmed confidently. "I shall return shortly."

With a swift teleportation, Ghost vanished from the room, embarking on his daring mission to Impel Down with determination and precision.

Ghost materialized within the depths of Impel Down, his presence masked by an aura of invincibility. The business cards tucked in his pocket were more than mere contact information; they were his key to instant teleportation, a trick he had mastered to perfection. With Garp's familiarity with Impel Down, Ghost's arrival was swift and unnoticed, bypassing layers of security effortlessly.

Activating his intangibility, Ghost descended through the floors like a phantom, his movements silent and precise. As he reached Smoker's cell, he couldn't help but feel a surge of determination at the sight of the high-ranking Marine imprisoned by the World Government. With practiced ease, Ghost retrieved a metal clip from his system storage, unlocking the gate with a flick of his wrist and entered the cell by using Paper Body( Advance form of Rokushiki ) . Using his mastery over illusions, he concealed Smoker's liberation, ensuring their escape remained a secret.

Freeing Smoker from his restraints, Ghost enveloped them both in invisibility and intangibility, making them practically ghosts in the eyes of Impel Down's guards. They slipped past patrols and surveillance cameras undetected, leaving no trace of their passage. In a blink, they reappeared on Garp's ship, the illusion dispelled to reveal Smoker's newfound freedom to Aokiji and Garp.

Smoker, his spirit unbroken despite his ordeal, blinked in disbelief at the familiar faces before him. "Am I seeing things?" he muttered, half-expecting the scene to dissolve into a dream.

Aokiji's gaze softened as he took in Smoker's condition. "No, you're not dreaming," he assured, motioning for a hearty meal to be brought in. "Eat first. We have much to discuss."

As Smoker devoured the food with a hunger fueled by defiance, Aokiji watched with a mixture of concern and admiration. "You no longer belong in the Navy," Aokiji declared once Smoker had finished. "But I'll ensure you have a new life outside these walls."

Turning to Ghost with a nod of gratitude, Aokiji's eyes gleamed with respect. "Thank you, Ghost, for pulling off this daring rescue," he expressed sincerely.

Ghost shrugged off the praise, his demeanor cool and collected. "Just another day at the office," he quipped, handing Aokiji a sleek card. "Keep this. If you ever need a ghostly hand, you know who to call."

With a final nod, Ghost vanished into the shadows, leaving behind an aura of mystery and the promise of his formidable skills when the call for action arose again.

Ghost materialized on a secluded island, surrounded by the whispering winds of change. With a determined expression, he directed the system to invest a significant 2 billion to fully amplify the Guts template. The enhancement surged through him, a potent blend of newfound vigor and honed abilities.

[Guts (100%)]

As the upgrades settled in, Ghost felt a rush of energy coursing through his veins, invigorating his already impressive skills to even greater heights. A subtle smile played on his lips, reflecting his satisfaction with the enhanced capabilities he now possessed.

However, Ghost's thirst for power was insatiable. With a keen gaze, he glanced towards the horizon, contemplating the untapped potential of his next template.

[Atomic Samurai (0%)]