While Smoker and Tashigi were injured and their warship was flying toward the sky, inside a merchant ship more than ten miles ahead, Vivi was chatting with Johnny and Joseph.
“Big Sis, is the Grand Line really that dangerous?”
“Big Sis, what’s the bounty of the strongest pirate you’ve ever killed?
Could it be ten million?”
Sailing on the sea was very boring; aside from playing the Paper Slap Game with Duck Karu, Johnny and Joseph loved asking all sorts of questions.
The two were like many ordinary people who loved to brag and chat; they had never left the East Blue, but their range of knowledge was quite broad.
They not only knew about the Seven Warlords of the Sea but even knew the name of Jinbe, and they spoke about it quite articulately.
From their perspective, Vivi, who hailed from the Grand Line, was definitely a dragon among men.
One had to know that the East Blue’s current best hope for entering the Grand Line was the East Blue hegemon, the Klick Pirate Crew with 5,000 pirates.
Yet, even for the East Blue hegemon, it would take several years of preparation to enter the Grand Line.
To two small-time characters like Johnny and Joseph, the Grand Line was definitely that legendary place akin to Hell.
Vivi waved her hand with a smile: “It’s not that exaggerated; you’ve already demonized the Grand Line.
A large number of ordinary people live there too.
If you want, I can take you there later.
That so-called Klick Pirate Crew are just fools; we have a smooth path to the Grand Line.
We can go whenever we want, without needing any preparation at all.”
Johnny and Joseph shook their heads like rattles—no, no, they wouldn’t go even if it killed them!
They had a rather simple idea, which was to find a point of reference.
Vivi thought she was pretty awesome—Conqueror’s Haki, ever heard of it?
But Johnny and Joseph didn’t think so.
The “Big Sis” in their mouths definitely looked under fifteen.
Any little girl from the Grand Line could beat them up; just how strong would those adult pirates and Bounty Hunters be?
No way were they going!
Just as they were chatting about everything under the sun, Vivi suddenly heard the ship’s hull “talking” to her; it seemed like something good was flying over.
“Something good?
Flying over on its own?
Let me take a look!” She poked her head out the window, wanting to see what exactly this good thing was.
The sky was so clear, and the seawater looked pellucid; at a rough glance, there didn’t seem to be any problems.
But in the next second, she discovered a gleaming long sword spinning toward her.
Vivi was quick-eyed and nimble-handed; she caught the long sword in passing.
As soon as it was in her hand, just by its weight and the curvature of the blade, she knew this was a famous sword.
What’s going on?
A famous sword just dropped in front of her?
Was she that lucky?
Following the direction from which the famous sword had flown, she couldn’t help but turn her head to look behind her.
She saw a Marine warship being pulled by some kind of force, flying toward the sky extremely fast.
This pulling force was incredibly rough; there was no such thing as handling it gently.
The warship rolled as it flew toward the sky, and from time to time, seriously injured soldiers, flintlock muskets, swords, and debris from the ship fell into the sea like dumplings.
Golden Lion?!
Vivi, who had been selling Golden Lion brand ropes just a few days ago, had always been highly vigilant about various powerhouses.
In the blink of an eye, she thought of this legendary pirate who could contend with the likes of Pirate King Roger and Whitebeard.
If it were just the warship, that would be one thing, but she discovered that the ship under her feet was also rapidly floating into the air.
Vivi gritted her teeth; there was no time to think carefully—jump into the sea!
Before jumping into the sea, she quickly calculated the surface tension.
In the blink of an eye, they had risen a thousand meters.
She looked at the sea surface and felt her scalp tingle—this was too high!
Her heart was pounding; could she jump from such a height?
This height was several times higher than the bungee jumping she had done in her past life.
If she jumped down and broke an arm or a leg, only to be caught again, wouldn’t her jump have been in vain?
A strong wind blew into her face.
She was decisive and quickly made up her mind—jump, she must jump!
She quickly drew her sword and cut through the merchant ship’s window frame and a large area of surrounding wooden boards, artificially creating a gap two meters high and two meters wide within a second.
“Karu!
Let’s go!” Her method was to jump down while riding the Duck…
Although the Duck couldn’t fly, it seemed it could manage to flap its wings hard in the air.
With this bit of cushioning, she should be able to enter the sea safely.
Unfortunately, her luck today was truly terrible.
Just as she sat on her pet Duck’s back, she saw six merchant ships being controlled by Golden Lion, colliding with each other in the air and twisting together like a fried dough twist.
One of the merchant ships happened to crash directly into the gap Vivi had cut out.
This kind of wooden ship couldn’t compare to the ten-thousand-ton giant ships of her past life, but a hundred-meter-long hull rushing over with huge inertia was not something Vivi could withstand head-on.
Forced by circumstances, she had to abandon the plan to jump off the ship.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!
Damn!
It’s too late!!
Go!
Johnny, Joseph!
To the deck!
Follow me, get out of the cabin first!” She urged her two henchmen, who were still in a daze, loudly, and then forcibly dragged the two of them out of the cabin.
The merchant ships collided three seconds later.
The ship under their feet crashed into another ship, and several ships became tangled together.
Floating in mid-air, Golden Lion acted as if he had completed a trivial matter, laughed wildly several times, and then, with a wave of his arm, these merchant ships carried hundreds of passengers toward a floating island in the sky.
“Grab the ropes!
Don’t let go!”
“Quick, let go!
Go to the starboard side!
Quick, hurry!”
“The stern is about to break!
Follow me up the mast!
Hurry up!”
Relying on her reaction speed being a bit faster than others, Vivi was currently riding on the Duck and giving commands.
Johnny, Joseph, and some survivors on the ship followed her commands and ran.
A perfectly fine voyage had suddenly encountered such a huge disaster, and everyone had lost the ability to think.
Now, no one questioned Vivi’s age or identity; having someone to command was better than having no one.
Vivi held two swords, occasionally swinging them to cut through tangled ropes, obstructing ship structures, and flying iron chains.
Karu, this guy, had almost zero combat ability, but its escape ability was not bad—it had almost become an instinct.
It carried Vivi, dodging left and right on the rolling merchant ship, and finally, just before the ship’s hull collided with the ground of the floating island, Karu forcefully threw Vivi out.
Carried by inertia, Vivi flew more than ten meters, broke a large tree as thick as a bowl, and then lay on the ground for a full half-minute before standing up.
“Damn!
It hurts like Hell!” She rubbed her waist, not bothering to check her own injuries, and stumbled toward the wreckage of the ship; she wanted to save Karu first.
“Karu!
Don’t be afraid!
I’m here to save you!”
“Karu, I’m here!
You must not be hurt!”
She dug through the ship’s hull, which had already turned into ruins, for a long time.
The first person she rescued was not her pet Duck Karu, but a trembling country grandmother who looked to be seventy years old.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”