A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

It was drizzling in the sky.

Pour it on your body, making it wet.

Because of the rain, clothes and skin stuck together, making people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

But for pirates who have been wandering at sea all year round, this is nothing.

The weather on the Grand Line is even more elusive than a woman's heart. One second the sky is clear, the next second there are strong winds, thunder and snow are common.

A little drizzle seemed to them as common as the smell of smoke and sweat that filled the cabin when they woke up in the morning.

‘Bigfoot’ Green walked with his head held high, without shoes, on this very modern island.

What he could see were spacious streets and advanced wind power machinery that he had never seen before in his hometown of Donghai.

He didn't go to school, but he could instinctively feel what "difference" meant.

This place was different from all the places he had been before.

'Bigfoot' Green suddenly felt regretful.

Seemingly casually scanning the surrounding islanders, he thought that he should put on the pair of fishskin shoes he bought at a great price before disembarking, so that his big feet would not look so unusual.

It’s funny to say——

He, a pirate with a bounty of 83 million, would one day care about other people's opinions.

Of course, a bounty of 83 million Baileys is nothing above the sea.

However, it is really rare for a ruthless character like him to appear in Donghai, which has always been stable.

After all, the last pirate whose bounty exceeded 80 million was the ‘Straw Hat’ who has now made a big name in the new world...

Bigfoot Green didn’t come to the island alone.

Behind him were two younger brothers, one tall and one short.

The tall one is like a bamboo pole, and the short one is like a pillar, which is very recognizable.

His little eyes swept around again and again. Zhugan'er swallowed his saliva and lowered his voice and said to his boss: "Mr. Green, this is the legendary Paradise of Eden..."

Bigfoot Green remained silent and just gave Shou Zhugan'er a roll of his eyes to let him understand.

Seeing this, Pang Dunzi chuckled: "Brother, where have your usual shrewd calculations gone? Why do you look so petty when you come to someone else's territory?"

Thin Bamboo Gan said seriously: "It's not 'other people', but the 'Emperor'. We stand on the land of 'that Lord', so we must be careful in our words and deeds." "

'That Lord' refers to the ruler of the Chambord Islands and the fifth emperor of the pirate world. He toyed with 100,000 marines, but still escaped unscathed. He independently defeated the naval admiral and forcibly demanded it from the hands of the World Government. The most ruthless man of the Chambord Islands, Jon Joestar, who is known as the 'outlaw'!

There is no doubt that he is a living legend.

You can’t be too cautious!

Afraid that his companion's character would sow the seeds of disaster in this land, Shou Zhugan looked at Fatty and said word by word: "I heard others say that here, the dragon has to be coiled and the tiger has to lie down. You can't speak or do anything. You are too arrogant, otherwise no one can protect you!"

Hearing this, Fatty Zi didn't take it seriously and sneered, "You are too timid and will never accomplish anything big in your life."

In his hometown of Donghai, he was also a bully and bully. After becoming a pirate, he became even more unscrupulous. Murder, arson, and taking away wives and daughters have almost become commonplace.

What happened to the Shampoo Islands?

What happened to the ‘Promised Land of Eden’ that was spread by word of mouth?

Is it possible that Jon Joestar would still walk out of that palace made of gems and gold for a little guy like him?

Yes, the new Pirate Emperor has not appeared in the public eye for two full years.

If it weren't for the frequent orders coming from that palace, and someone swearing that "Jon Joestar is practicing in the palace," people would have thought that this unparalleled murderer who committed a major crime two years ago had died. He's dead...

"Skinny Guy is right, please pay attention to me!"

The arrogance of his men made Bigfoot Green furious.

But due to the wrong location, he had to lower his voice and spoke fiercely with two huge bull's eyes.

Indeed, the Pirate Emperor would not end his retreat because of little people like them.

But the problem is, the emperor is not alone.

Within two years, countless ruthless characters came here to join the new emperor.

As we all know——

Red hair only needs strong people and well-connected people.

Whitebeard is old and his strength is far inferior to that of the past. However, the criteria for recruiting people are still based on family. If you want to join the group, you must first be a son.

Kaido was young and strong, but unfortunately his record was not very good and he suffered from depression. Even his own horn was broken two years ago.

Big mom is a completely crazy woman. Tomorrow she will do nothing but eat and sleep. The power of "all nations" is completely controlled by her children, and outsiders cannot get involved at all.

In comparison, only the powerful and low-key Jon Joestar became the best choice.

However, this new pirate emperor is not accepted by everyone. There was once a great pirate who was full of crimes and walked into the palace with confidence. Half an hour later, the big pirate's glaring head appeared in the largest square in the Shampoo Islands...

Since then, people have pretty much figured out Jon Joestar’s temper.

This master's temperament is similar to that of 'Eagle Eye' Mihawk.

Those who commit adultery, plunder, and kill innocent people must not come near them.

If you don't take the initiative to provoke him, he won't come to you, but as long as you lean in, he won't let you go mercifully, just give you a knife and show off your head to others.

Bigfoot Green's background is not clean. With such a high bounty, he usually does a lot of bad things.

If you have a ghost in your heart, you will be timid.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

What if Jon Joestar was in a bad mood today and wanted to find someone to kill him? If he was careless, wouldn't he be at gunpoint?

So we still have to be low-key, low-key and low-key...

"Damn, I should have put on those shoes." Bigfoot Green muttered quietly in a voice that no one else could hear.

Then, he calmed down and took his two younger brothers to the only bar on the island - 'Bubble Style'.

Bars have always been the best place to inquire about news, trade, connect with each other, and exchange information.

Because there was a strong dragon above his head, Bigfoot Green didn't even dare to use the pirate's habit of kicking in the door. Instead, he carefully pushed open the new wooden door.

Walking in, many eyes fell on him.

Navy, pirates, bounty hunters, mafia in the underground world, intelligence dealers, and even two Draco nobles in the corner wearing helmets and whispering...

'Big Feet' Green felt a little uncomfortable and moved his wet feet away a little awkwardly.

But he still kept a straight face, as if he hadn't seen anything, and went straight to the bar with his two younger brothers who also had stiff faces.

The bartender on duty glanced at Bigfoot Green, then looked emphatically at the series of obvious footprints left behind him, and asked in a voice without any emotion: "Recreation or business?"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, the bartender continued: "If it is special business such as issuing tasks, collecting bounties, or negotiating, we also have special boxes here, but the price will be more expensive."

‘Bigfoot’ Green was speechless for a moment.

However, Fatty Zi came back to his senses, and he forced himself to smile and said, "Your business here is very extensive."

The bartender said calmly: "Of course, under the protection of Lord Jon, no matter you are a navy, a pirate, a bounty hunter, or a mafia, you must be obedient. Otherwise, people will enter the island. What comes out of the island are corpses.”

Hearing this, Fatty's expression was a little stiff, but a hint of awe and deep envy inevitably rose in his heart.

This is what a man should do——

'Bigfoot' Green ignored the ambition on his men's faces that was about to turn into reality. He just took out a few crumpled large-denomination bills from his arms and placed them on the bar, "Three glasses of ale."

The bartender didn't take it personally, quickly put away the bills, turned around and bought three glasses of ale.

'Gudong Gudong' took two sips, and 'Bigfoot' Green wiped the foam from his beard, then magically grabbed a pile of gold coins and placed them on the bar. He coughed lightly, "And... I want to ask about the recent news. Is there a quota to enter the new world? If so, how to get it? If not, who should I go to for help?"

The bartender was not surprised.

In fact, 70% of the people who come to the bar to inquire about information are asking if there is a quota to enter the new world.

Ever since Lord Jon took control of this place and sent his troops to radically transform the islands, the quota to enter the new world has become a hot commodity.

No matter what your identity is, if you don't have special means to enter the new world, you must honestly coat the ship from the Chambord Islands and obey Lord Jon's orders.

If you are allowed to enter, you will be able to enter, and if you are not allowed to enter, you will enter.

If you are not allowed to enter, you will not be able to enter, and you will not be able to enter.

Putting away the gold coins, the bartender took out a number plate engraved with 998 from under the bar, and said to Bigfoot Green without any concealment: "Guest, your intuition is very keen. I do have something here that can help you." thing.

But you also know that the daily workload of ship membrane craftsmen is limited, and the Chambord Islands are very large, and there are many people here. Without the ability of the navy to sail the sea unimpeded, they can only queue up here... …”

Upon hearing this, 'Bigfoot' Green didn't understand, so he quickly lowered his voice and said: "Brothers, please help, we are really in a hurry to enter the new world. In this way, if you help me with this, I, Green, will be very grateful after everything is done!" "

"That's not necessary. I'm not telling you this to ask for a bribe."

Meeting Bigfoot Green's eyes, the bartender suddenly smiled.

He turned sideways, as if showing off something, allowing Bigfoot Green and his men to see clearly the armband tied to his left arm - a double dragon intertwined with a J with a swastika as its base.

"I am a member of Lord Jon's command," the bartender said calmly.

But Bigfoot Green saw it clearly. When he said this, a hint of fanaticism flashed deep in his drunken eyes that were previously as cold as ice and showed no pretense to anyone.

'Bigfoot' Green judged based on past experience: Men with such eyes are crazy.

And a madman cannot be moved by money.

The bartender blinked and said, "Because you gave me a lot of tips before... Sir, please keep the number tag I just gave you. We give out 1,000 of these number tags every day. Today is Saturday. In other words, approximately 6,000 coins have been accumulated so far.

You wait patiently for one more day, and when Sunday passes, at 9 a.m. on Monday, the largest square in the Shampoo Islands will hold a lottery, and 1,000 lucky customers will be randomly selected.

These 1,000 lucky customers will have their boats coated with boat membranes by boat membrane craftsmen within a week and enter the new world. "

After pondering for a moment, he then said: "During this period, you can choose to stay on the ship, but you will have to pay a certain port detention fee.

Of course, customers with number plates will receive a 12% discount on purchases on the island, and there is also an activity to accumulate consumption rebates.

Moreover, we implement a VIP system, and those who reach VIP5 will have free coating channels.

But you also know that opportunities are always limited, and the conditions for reaching VIP5 are extremely demanding. So far, there are not many VIP5 people on the entire island. "

The Bigfoot Greens were all dumbfounded.

WTF?

Port demurrage?

Spending rebates?

VIP?

What is this?

His uneducated brain was completely unaware of the hidden consumption trap, but when he heard that reaching VIP 5 could enter the special coating channel, his heart suddenly became excited.

Things will change later. If possible, it is better not to stay here too long...

So, he asked in an anxious mood, "How much do I need to spend here to reach VIP5?"

The bartender held up five fingers.

'Bigfoot' Green said tentatively: "50 million Baileys?"

The bartender shook his head.

‘Bigfoot’ Green’s eyes widened, “It can’t be 500 million, right?”

The bartender still shook his head and corrected: "It's 5 billion."

5 billion?

What a joke!

'Bigfoot' Green almost jumped up, "Are you crazy? This much money is enough to buy the head of a pirate emperor!"

"That's what I say, but who can really spend 5 billion beli to take the life of a pirate emperor? I mean, even if there are many people who can afford this money, who can do it? .”

The bartender looked at Bigfoot Green seriously, "I have said before that VIP5 is extremely precious, and there are very few of them so far.

Also, it’s not that we are being exaggerated, it’s just that you, sir, underestimate the privileges of VIP customers on this island.

Entering the special channel, free ship coating is only one of the member benefits. The real preferential policy lies in the security system and personal property insurance system.

I forgot to mention that those who can become our big customers are almost all famous business groups or trade fleets. The money may make them feel painful for a while, but the benefits gained cannot be measured by a mere 5 billion. "

Staring at Bigfoot Green's astonished expression like a local dog, the bartender smiled lightly and said, "Otherwise, how do you think Lord Jon's palace was built?"

'Bigfoot' Green didn't say a word. He drank the expensive glass of ale without saying anything, and walked straight out of the bar with his two younger brothers.

And looking at the three of them leaving, a navy man wearing a hat slightly lowered the brim of his hat, put his pockets in, and followed them as if nothing had happened.

The bartender was not surprised.

No one dared to do anything within the scope of the Shampoo Islands.

As for what the navy, pirates, mafia or nobles are going to do after leaving the Chambord Islands, it is not their concern.