As the turntable spun, the pointer accurately landed on the thumb-sized purple area!
Is this heaven’s blessing?
Has the damn system become humane?
“Congratulations, Host, you have drawn a rare reward: <Haoshoku Capsule> Quality: Purple”
“Note: After consumption, Host can increase the training effect of Haoshoku (significantly) within the next half hour.”
Hmm?
Significantly increasing Haoshoku, this is a good item!
Whitebeard put the purple capsule into his backpack’s storage slot and continued to draw prizes…
“Congratulations, Host, you have drawn <Armament Haki Capsule> × 2 Quality: White”
“Congratulations, Host, you have drawn <Lady Toki’s Time Travel Scroll> Quality: White”
Sure enough, this damn system is inhumane most of the time—
Those white Armament Haki Capsules of the same quality actually take up two storage slots!
No, this guy wasn’t human to begin with…
Wait, <Lady Toki’s Time Travel Scroll>?
What is this thing?
“Detected that Host’s backpack space is insufficient.
Do you want to recharge…?”
No recharge, get lost!
Whitebeard rejected the system’s induced consumption and looked at a white, ancient parchment scroll.
The scroll’s information immediately popped up.
“Note: <Lady Toki’s Time Travel Scroll> contains the power of the Time-Time Fruit, allowing the Host to travel to the next plot point.
A white-quality scroll can travel across a time span of 7 days.”
What the hell?
It can even travel through time?
Whitebeard took out the parchment scroll, looked at it from left to right, but couldn’t make sense of it.
He directly put the scroll back into his backpack.
There are still three draws left.
He’ll deal with it when his backpack is empty.
One purple reward, four white rewards, not a loss!
Newgate turned over, comfortably lay on the hammock, and soon, snores began to echo…
“Bang bang bang!”
“Whitebeard!
You bastard!”
“Open the door!”
Newgate frowned, turned over, and his snores resumed.
“Open the door!”
…Marco’s snot bubble popped.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and walked to the door.
The moment his fingertip touched the doorknob—
“Boom!”
The entire door crashed down.
Marco flinched, skillfully dodging, almost getting hit.
“Which bas—”
He looked up, about to curse, but swallowed his words.
Rocks, in a red cloak, appeared at the doorway.
He held a newspaper, his forehead lined with black marks.
“Whitebeard!”
Whitebeard was already standing in front of Marco, his tall figure almost touching the cabin ceiling, exuding a strong sense of oppression.
Marco looked up at Whitebeard’s towering figure, feeling completely safe.
But Whitebeard felt a little guilty at the moment.
After all, he had stolen a lot of Rocks’ treasures last night.
“No, we can talk about fighting later.
Now, take a look at this.”
After speaking, Rocks grinned and handed over the newspaper.
Whitebeard frowned, looking at the newspaper’s front page, which showed Whitebeard and Rocks bumping fists, with the rapidly sinking island in the background.
World Economic News, Special Extra Edition:
“Great Upheaval!
Whitebeard & Rocks Join Forces—New World Order May Be Overturned!”
Exclusive report: Whitebeard and Rocks clashed fiercely in the New World over a mysterious Devil Fruit.
The conflict ended with the Whitebeard Pirates’ defeat…
Rocks invited Whitebeard to join the Rocks Pirates on the condition of the Devil Fruit’s ownership…
and so on…
As he read the newspaper’s content, Whitebeard’s frown deepened, and veins bulged on his forehead.
What in the world is all this?
Is it really just one picture to start, and the content is all made up?
“Morgans’ father…
that guy is really good at spreading rumors!”
“Wahahaha, don’t mind it, you’re on the ship anyway, aren’t you~”
Rocks laughed.
“What about the Devil Fruit?”
Whitebeard turned his head and asked.
“Uh…
what do you want that for?”
“Didn’t the newspaper say?”
“You last night…”
“I don’t want it anymore…”
…As they spoke, a bounty poster fell out from between the newspaper’s pages.
The largest section featured the main subject, Whitebeard, wielding a naginata in battle.
In the image, his muscles were bulging, full of Haki, and he looked very intimidating.
“Whitebeard Edward Newgate”
“Bounty: 1,836,000,000 Berries”
“Extremely heinous, dead or alive”
…”Whitebeard, congratulations!
You’re the guy with the highest bounty on the ship besides me!”
Rocks shouted excitedly.
“Is this something to celebrate?”
Whitebeard’s forehead was lined with black marks.
He remembered his bounty was only 600 million Berries before.
How did it triple after just one fight?
Once a bounty exceeds one billion, it means the wanted person is extremely powerful, posing a substantial threat to the World Government’s rule, and everyone is out to get them…
He didn’t want to become famous so quickly!
That damn Morgans’ father, when he meets him, he’ll definitely pluck out all that bird’s feathers!
To celebrate Whitebeard’s increased bounty!”
Rocks didn’t care about Whitebeard’s dark face.
He rushed out of the cabin in a hurry, preparing for the feast…
New World, World Economic News Agency.
“Achoo!!!”
Morgans’ father (the father of the future News King Morgans), who had eaten the Bird-Bird Fruit, Albatross form, suddenly sneezed violently, almost dropping the top hat on his bird head.
Just now, he felt a shiver run through his body, as if he was being targeted by some beast.
He looked around, found nothing suspicious, and then hunched over his desk to research his big news…
Meanwhile, at the summit of the Red Line—Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Inside the Pangea Castle Council Chamber.
The Gorosei, who held the world’s highest authority, were seated around an oval office table engraved with the World Government’s emblem.
Nockel and Adrian of CP0 stood trembling to the side, not daring to breathe loudly.
“Whitebeard, huh?
That fellow should have been part of the [Balance]…”
Financial Warrior God Ethanbaron V.
Nusjuro Saint gently stroked the first generation kitetsu.
He rested the famous sword against his bare chest, and as he slowly looked up, a bone-chilling coldness gleamed behind his glasses.
“This guy’s strength can rival that Rocks!”
The Scientific Defense Warrior God Jaygarcia Saturn Saint, with long curly hair and a fluffy white beard, slammed his staff heavily on the ground, the scar on his forehead looking particularly sinister.
“Rocks’ ambition has touched the [Taboo].
Should we activate that plan early?”
Legal Warrior God Topman Warcury Saint, with a map-like birthmark on his forehead, widened his eyes and suggested.
“No, they can’t make much of a splash yet…
Besides, that esteemed person is still asleep…”
The lean Agricultural Warrior God Shepherd Ju Peter Saint decisively rejected Warcury’s proposal.
“Let’s wait and see for now…
All we need right now is [Time].”
Environmental Warrior God Marcus Mars Saint, with long white hair and a goatee, calmly stated.
“Agreed!”
“Agreed!”
…The resolution regarding the Rocks Pirates was quickly passed.
Adrian and Nockel of CP0 received the mission to continue monitoring Rocks, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief and respectfully leave…
Marineford, Marine Headquarters.
In the Admiral’s office, Kong was buried in a mountain of documents.
“Knock knock knock!”
An urgent knocking interrupted his thoughts.
“Enter!”
The office door creaked open.
A tall and well-proportioned beautiful woman in a sharp Marine uniform pushed the door open and entered.
Her dark blue hair was tied into a high ponytail, and as her chest rose and fell, the buttons of her uniform strained.
Her delicate face showed an unusual calm and wisdom, but also a hint of urgency.
“What’s wrong, Vice Admiral Tsuru?”
“Garp, that Garp, he’s set sail without authorization again!”
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