I can only use this as a thank-you gift for now, and make it up later.
I will always remember your great kindness, and I will repay it no matter what… Robin thought silently.
Seeing the three exclusive red envelopes appear in the chat group, Kaelin was speechless.
Here we go again… the people in this group really love handing out red envelopes from time to time.
The key is, every time they send one, it looks impressive—but when you open it, it’s basically a few cents at best.
And this time too, there wasn’t even a single hair inside.
Originally, Kaelin had planned to ignore the red envelope, but he still couldn’t resist and opened it again.
Sure enough—still nothing inside!
“Cao, I knew it.
This bait is just salted fish pretending to be a hook.
Why can’t I control my hand?
Tch!”
Kaelin complained, then looked down at the plate on the dining table and realized that the double portion of lunch was already gone.
Yet somehow, he only felt about 60–70% full.
“Why did my appetite suddenly increase?
I’m already twenty years old… am I still growing?”
He complained again, but hunger couldn’t be ignored.
Since he could still afford meals for now, he didn’t hold back.
Even if he was poor, his body was the capital of revolution—he couldn’t mistreat it.
Of course, the real reason was simple: if his body collapsed, hospital bills would absolutely bankrupt him.
Kaelin stood up again and went to the window counter to order food, casually glancing at the prices posted there.
As someone who ate here often, Kaelin didn’t care much.
But what he didn’t notice was that all this information was being recorded in his mind like a perfect copy.
…
Kaelin ordered two more meals and returned to his seat.
Picking up his phone, he saw that the chat group had gone quiet.
So he opened a short-video app and started watching while eating.
He had no idea what the others in the group were thinking.
Robin was asking Dragon about the Revolutionary Army’s contact points in the West Blue.
She had already decided—she would defect to the Revolutionary Army and work with them to overthrow the World Government.
When Roger and Doflamingo saw that Kaelin wasn’t speaking again, they also stopped paying attention to the group.
The latter was currently making up his mind: the next time Kaelin appeared, he must ask his question immediately.
After seeing Robin’s life under the protagonist’s aura today, he finally understood how terrifying that “thing” really was.
Not only would the user’s life go smoothly, but even the people around them would prosper.
What is this?
This is a team buff.
This should be worshipped like a mascot in a pirate crew.
Looks like he had to find a way to get in on it!
As for the lurker, they were also quietly waiting for an opportunity.
On the other hand, the two newcomers—Fire Joy and Sorrow of Water—were far from calm.
At first, when they found this chat group, they thought they had stumbled into someone else’s ability.
But after being muted by the group owner and browsing the historical records, they were completely shocked.
There was probably nothing in their entire lives that could have shocked them this much.
A cross-time chat group?
That alone was unbelievable.
But what was even more terrifying?
The dead Roger had actually appeared in this group—and he was the group leader.
Not only that, he had even chosen a different life trajectory in another timeline.
Seeing this, the two of them immediately asked about Roger’s history, only to discover that Roger had changed—but their own history had not.
Relieved, they continued reading.
The more they read, the more shocked they became.
Roger, the Pirate King, appeared here.
And now even the Revolutionary Army leader Dragon had joined.
Good god—if these two appeared on the same island, even the World Government and the Marines would shake.
And yet here they were, casually chatting in the group.
Truly a wonder of the world.
Then they saw the most unbelievable person in the group—Kaelin’s analysis of the World Government, the concept of the protagonist’s aura, and those revolutionary guide materials.
They fell completely silent.
If before they only saw this chat group as something mysterious, now they finally understood its true value.
This was something that could affect their lives—and even the entire world.
“Report!”
A knock sounded on the door.
Inside the room sat a man in a dark red suit with a pink rose pinned to his chest.
His face was stern and sharp, giving off an intimidating cold pressure at first glance.
“Come in.”
“Reporting, Admiral Sakazuki, we have arrived at Marine Headquarters.”
“I understand.
Dismissed.”
“Yes, sir.”
Now only one person remained in the room—and that was the current Marine Admiral, Akainu.
Akainu opened a drawer and took out a pack of high-end cigarettes, pulling one out and placing it between his lips.
In an instant, his fingers heated up and ignited the cigarette.
Pale white smoke curled around him, blurring his expression.
“Chat group… World Government… Marines… Roger… Dragon… Nico Robin…”
“And Kaelin.”
A sharp glint flashed in Akainu’s eyes.
“It seems… I’ll have to investigate this thoroughly.”