Including the pirate who had been sent flying by Ms.
Monday, all seven pirates had each received a slap to the Face.
They were incredibly annoyed, wanting to resist but intimidated by Ms.
Monday’s strength; at this moment, their eyes were practically spitting fire as they looked at the Berries in the suitcase not far away.
“Still want to play?
Still want to?
Alright, let’s continue!”
“You lost.
Pay up or accept the punishment?”
“Accept the punishment!”
“Smack!” A slap landed on his Face.
“Continue!”
“You lost.
Pay up or…”
“Come on, hit me!”
“Smack!” Another slap landed.
Like a wheel battle, they played seventeen rounds in a row until, finally, one pirate managed to flip over the red paper pack with his blue one, happily grabbing a 10,000 Berries banknote.
Vivi would call for a pause from time to time, remotely controlling the Duck to pick up the attributes that were knocked loose.
“Invalid Attribute,” “Invalid Attribute,” “Invalid Attribute,” “Swordsmanship +1,” “Swimming +1,” “Invalid Attribute,” “Swimming +1″…
She examined them one by one.
More than half were “Invalid Attributes” that were below her own level.
There were several “Swimming” skills, but such skills would become useless once she ate a Devil Fruit, so they weren’t very meaningful.
Only one “Swordsmanship +1” was actually useful.
“Hmm?” As she watched, she noticed a strange speck of light.
Clicking on it revealed a line of small text.
“Karu has achieved a ten-game winning streak while playing the Paper Slap Game.
Let us congratulate it!”
Vivi looked at her pet strangely.
Karu, not understanding, opened its mouth wide and returned a confused look.
Damn!
This stupid System panel actually had a hidden achievement System?
Vivi was speechless for a moment.
There were no prompts, no special sound effects; it was hidden silently.
If she hadn’t made her pet play games with the pirates, who knows when she would have discovered it.
She remembered playing Paper Slap Game with Karu many times, but a ten-game winning streak?
Heh, in her dreams!
It was only possible to reach a ten-game winning streak by bullying newbies.
This achievement System was completely hidden, invisible and intangible; she could only guess for now.
According to her understanding, since there was a ten-game winning streak, the stupid System panel likely hid achievements like a hundred-game winning streak, and perhaps even thousand-game or ten-thousand-game streaks.
“However…
that’s a bit difficult.” She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the pirates, whose techniques were improving.
A hundred wins wasn’t hard, but a hundred-game winning streak was difficult.
She should organize people later to farm an achievement for the Duck…
The game continued, becoming increasingly heated.
Vivi retreated after completing her task.
Standing on the outer circle, she looked at the many pirates as if they were walking money bags.
She would harvest all their money, lock them up, and beat them up whenever she was bored to pick up a few more waves of attributes.
When she really couldn’t farm any more attributes, she would hand the pirates over to the government for bounties.
Finally, as a branch of Baroque Works, Whiskey Peak had turned in so many pirates, boosting the reputation of the organization and earning rewards from headquarters.
What great pirates; they were simply perfect leeks.
The night grew darker.
Alcohol and food filled the pirates’ stomachs.
Their revelry had ended, and the feast belonging to the Bounty Hunters of Whiskey Peak had just begun.
In the thick night, the gleam of blades and blood enveloped the entire town.
An hour ago, this place was a paradise of laughter; now, it had become a scene of slaughter.
A burly man, two meters tall, with knotted muscles and a Face full of whiskers, ran unsteadily.
Hanging around his neck like a necklace was a lucky rabbit’s foot he had bought from someone.
The lucky rabbit’s foot was stained with a large patch of blood.
The burly man gritted his teeth, trying to squeeze out all the strength in his body, but alcohol had numbed his nerves, and blood was gushing from a wound in his left leg, which severely affected his speed.
Realizing that his life was coming to an end, the burly man couldn’t help but roar at those behind him: “Why?
What is this for?!
Was the previous banquet a trap?”
A woman dressed in something similar to a nun’s habit walked out from the shadows.
She laughed wantonly: “Pirates, welcome to the Grand Line!
Welcome to Whiskey Peak!…Do you still have to ask why?
Isn’t it only natural for Bounty Hunters to kill pirates?
Die!”
The woman rushed out like an arrow.
She held a sharp knife in her wrist with an inverted grip, fast as lightning, thrusting from bottom to top, stabbing through the burly man’s lower abdomen, and cruelly twisting it twice.
To her surprise, the burly man was not without the power to fight back.
The previous weakness and roaring were just to create an opportunity for his counterattack.
At this moment, the burly man pulled out a flintlock and pulled the trigger, aiming at the woman’s head.
The woman hurriedly tilted her head, but the bullet still pierced her shoulder.
Enduring the pain, she pulled out the sharp knife, flew up and kicked the flintlock out of the burly man’s hand, then gripped the knife with both hands and viciously stabbed toward the burly man’s heart.
At the critical moment, a silver Chain shot out from the side and back, wrapping around the woman’s wrist and pulling her to the side.
The Chain was thin, but it contained immense power.
The woman was dragged three steps to the side before she could steady herself.
She turned her head, somewhat angry.
Vivi flicked the little finger of her right hand, and the silver Chain coiled back into her palm; with another wipe, it disappeared.
She looked at the woman expressionlessly: “I said, I want prisoners, a large number of prisoners.
If you kill him, I will lose a lot of Face.”
The woman weighed the balance of power between them, then walked into the shadows without a word.
Vivi didn’t care.
In the world of Pirate King, strength was the foundation.
Her Alabasta had a thousand-year history, a population of 10 million, and a standing army of 600,000.
Sir Crocodile, one of the Shichibukai, came to seize national sovereignty with just a handful of people.
What was his reliance?
His most fundamental reliance was his personal strength.
Vivi was stronger than the other party, so her words were law.
“You…
you…” The pirate who had luckily survived seemed to want to say something, but his mouth was full of blood.
When the words reached his lips, even he couldn’t hear what he was saying.
Vivi waved her hand: “Oh?
You have my rabbit’s foot; no wonder your luck is so good…
Buddy, your life is saved.
Rest for two days; there are many more fun games waiting for you in a couple of days!
It’s a pity you came a bit early; I haven’t prepared many of the fun games yet.”
The burly man’s consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Vaguely, he heard the strange blue-haired woman say that in the future they would play a game called something like “One, Two, Three, Wooden Man.” He was very confused; what was a wooden man?
Vivi had never sympathized with pirates.
She valued the worth of prisoners, but the Bounty Hunters had extremely high autonomy.
The restraint they felt through the Baroque Works brand was very low.
When they were blinded by the bloodlust, no one took her orders too seriously.
She would save them if she could, but if she couldn’t, there was nothing to be done.
Her requirement for the pet Duck remained the same: pick up attributes, as many as it could.