In the year 1485 of the Sea Circle Calendar, the Reverie, held once every four years, was convened.
During this gathering of kings from across the world, an unprecedented incident occurred.
A man named Rocks broke into the Holy Land of Mary Geoise and caused a massive disturbance during the Reverie.
In the end, after killing a Marine Admiral, he successfully escaped.
This heinous incident caused the name Rocks to resound across the seas.
His first bounty was an astonishing 1.5 billion Berries, and for a time, his reputation was unmatched.
…
Two months had passed since the incident at the Reverie.
West Blue, on a small island called Mafia.
“Rocks!”
The black-haired, black-eyed young man covered his face with a freshly printed wanted poster that still carried the scent of ink and let out a deep sigh.
The young man was named Ren, and he possessed a secret unknown to anyone else—he was a transmigrator from Earth.
In his previous life, Ren had been an ordinary member of the countless masses.
He had followed the standard path of studying, taking the college entrance examination, attending university, and eventually entering the workforce, becoming one of the countless 996 wage slaves.
By chance, one day during a break from work, he spotted the uneducated nephew of the director of the lottery center sneaking into a lottery shop.
With the mindset of doing his part for charity, Ren took out a hundred yuan—a considerable sum—and followed suit.
To his surprise, he actually won.
And not just a little.
He won an entire billion.
Work?
With a billion in his pocket, why the hell would he keep working?
The very next day, Ren went to the company, gave his exploitative boss a thorough piece of his mind, then quit in style and prepared to enjoy the bliss of financial freedom.
Unfortunately, the most painful thing in life was dying before you had the chance to spend your money.
Ren had barely finished collecting his lottery winnings when he immediately ran into a stroke of incredible luck.
Perhaps it was compensation for the regrets of his previous life.
He became an honorable transmigrator—and the world he had arrived in was none other than the One Piece world with which he had been intimately familiar in his previous life.
Once upon a time, Ren had fantasized about transmigrating into the One Piece world, beating up the Four Emperors, kicking the Admirals around, having Nami on his left, Robin on his right, and Hancock sitting in the middle, enjoying a blissful life surrounded by beautiful women.
Unfortunately, reality was often far removed from imagination.
Only after truly arriving in the One Piece world did he finally understand that everyday life here wasn’t all fun and laughter.
More often than not, it was a desperate struggle for survival.
Especially when the era you had transmigrated into was more than fifty years before the protagonist even set sail.
After spending more than two months in the One Piece world, Ren had more or less figured out his current situation.
It was now the year 1485 of the Sea Circle Calendar, fifty-four years before the year 1539, when the protagonist, the Straw Hat Boy, would set sail.
In this era, the future Pirate King, Gol D.
Roger, was still a hotheaded rookie who had only just gone to sea.
The future Four Emperor, Edward Newgate, was still working under others…
And the twenty-five-year-old Rocks had only just begun to make a name for himself on the seas.
Putting aside the distant future, the Mafia Island where Ren currently lived was territory under the Capone Family, one of the five great Mafia families of West Blue.
It was essentially a lawless zone.
The Marines’ so-called justice had no reach on this island.
Under normal circumstances, whenever Marines came here, it was usually for pleasure and entertainment.
An island serving as a den of extravagance under the control of a Mafia family—its danger went without saying.
The slightest mistake could cost someone their life.
Fortunately, as long as you followed the rules well enough, you could still barely survive on the island.
Relying on the workplace experience he had accumulated as a 996 wage slave in his previous life, Ren had successfully found himself a way to make a living on the island.
Aside from having enough food and clothing, he could even go to a bar every day and order a small drink.
Ren wasn’t particularly fond of alcohol.
The main reason he went to bars was to gather information.
Bars in the One Piece world were fascinating places.
They were filled with all sorts of people, and if there was something you wanted to know, chances were you could find the answer there.
The information Ren wanted to gather most was intelligence about any ‘Devil Fruit users’ who came to the island.
The reason was naturally related to the cheat ability he had awakened.
As was customary, transmigrators usually came with a system or some other cheat ability.
Ren was no exception.
After transmigrating into the One Piece world, he had likewise awakened his own cheat.
The Devil Fruit Editor!!!
As the name suggested, it was a cheat ability related to Devil Fruits.
As long as he defeated a Devil Fruit user, he could simultaneously record that person’s Devil Fruit ability.
There was no upper limit to the number of abilities he could record!!!
This was naturally an extraordinarily powerful cheat ability.
Devil Fruits were the most famous specialty of the One Piece world.
Their greatest characteristic was that they could grant ordinary people power that allowed them to rise to the top in a single step.
If someone happened to eat a god-tier Devil Fruit, such as the Goro Goro no Mi or the Pika Pika no Mi, both Logia-type fruits, or perhaps a Mythical Zoan, even an ordinary person could instantly become a first-rate powerhouse and roam the seas with impunity.
Of course, there was one prerequisite.
You had to have incredible luck.
A person could only consume one Devil Fruit in their lifetime and obtain one ability.
That was an ironclad rule.
Eating a god-tier Devil Fruit could allow someone to rise to the top in a single step, but there was also the possibility of eating a useless fruit, such as the Jacket-Jacket Fruit that could turn its user into a jacket.
For anyone who obtained a Devil Fruit, the choice of whether to eat it or not was a massive gamble.
With good luck, their strength would soar.
With bad luck, they would become a laughingstock while also losing the ability to swim and becoming hated by the sea.
But for Ren, who had awakened the Devil Fruit Editor, this was absolutely not a gamble.
As the old saying went, Haki was already the path to invincibility, while multiple Devil Fruits meant multiple paths.
In the future, Blackbeard, Marshall D.
Teach, had merely obtained the powers of two Devil Fruits, yet he had already risen to become a monster on the level of a Four Emperor.
If someone could gather a dozen or even dozens of Devil Fruit abilities into a single body, what kind of monster would they become?
There was no doubt about it.
Ren’s transmigration cheat was incredibly powerful!!!
There was just one small problem.
Taking that first step was simply too difficult.
In this era, every Devil Fruit user capable of running rampant across the seas was a ruthless character.
Not a single one was easy to deal with.
With Ren’s small and frail physique, challenging a Devil Fruit user was practically no different from delivering himself on a silver platter.
Even if he tried to launch a sneak attack, his chances of success wouldn’t be particularly high.
With a little bad luck, he might encounter a tough-as-nails Zoan user with an absurdly deep health bar.
Even if that person simply stood there and let Ren attack, Ren might not even be able to break through their defenses.
So Ren spent his time lurking around bars, hoping that one day he would encounter two Devil Fruit users fighting, with one side being gravely wounded and on the verge of death, allowing him to take advantage of the situation.
Unfortunately, over the past two months, such an opportunity had never presented itself.
…
Another night.
After finishing work, Ren sat in his usual corner of the bar, secretly observing his surroundings.
Bang!
At a certain moment, the bar’s suspended sliding door was slammed open.
A man strode in with imposing steps and took a seat beside the counter.
Because the bar was dimly lit and the drunken patrons had already had too much to drink, no one recognized the man’s identity.
But Ren did.
How could he fail to recognize the man wearing a black cloak, with blue-and-white hair and a lightning-shaped scar over his left eye?
Ren’s eyes widened instantly.
He couldn’t help sucking in a sharp breath, while a storm of shock erupted in his heart.
Rocks!
Rocks D.
Xebec!
The legendary man who had killed a Marine Headquarters Admiral at the Reverie not long ago!
He had actually come to this island!
But why had he come here?