The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

They didn't know how long they were lost in the time fragment. When they woke up, the scene around them had changed drastically. They were no longer in the black hole, and they could no longer appreciate the magical sight of the multiverse.

In a quiet corner, Borsalino lies quietly on the hillside, surrounded by various tall buildings. These buildings are like a steel forest, standing densely, forming a sharp contrast with the greenery in the park.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves onto the two of them, creating mottled light and shadows. The breeze brushes their cheeks, bringing a cool feeling. Occasionally, the sound of vehicles running can be heard in the distance, but here these sounds seem distant and faint.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Borsalino knew that something was wrong. This was not his world. Those tall buildings had never appeared before. In a world where pirates made up the majority of the population, it was impossible for such a prosperous and orderly place to exist.

"Whenever you show up, something bad is going to happen. What grudge does Savitar have against you?"

Admiral Kizaru was a little unsure about which time segment to enter. Instead of blaming himself, he decided to blame others and vent his stress on Barry. After all, he was an innocent person who was implicated.

He could feel the voices of people and the sound of the wind at all times, and knew that this was a real world. He didn't know how much it would cost to return to the timeline belonging to the navy. Borsalino doubted whether he could go back.

Barry, who was originally taciturn, seemed not to hear Borsalino's complaints. He took off his battle suit in front of the other party and put it into the ring in an instant. He also changed into casual clothes.

Walking slowly down the hill, he looked at the very familiar scene in front of him, the joy on his face was beyond words. It was as if the heavy burden that had been pressing on him in the past world had been lifted at this moment.

Standing on the land of his hometown, Barry was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. He opened his arms and shouted loudly in the evening breeze: "I'm finally home!" The sound echoed in the air, expressing his longing for his hometown for many years.

Looking around, wherever you look, you can see the familiar city and park. The streets, alleys, tall buildings, and the park where countless laughter and joy were once recorded all show warm colors in the dusk. Everything is so intimate and reassuring.

Barry walked slowly, feeling the land under his feet and breathing the air of his hometown. Every step was filled with emotion. Every tree and blade of grass here was a witness to his growth; every corner here was filled with his precious memories. He was immersed in the embrace of his hometown, his heart filled with joy.

After walking for about a few hundred meters, Barry finally remembered that there was another person on the hillside. Dressed as an ordinary citizen, he just ran in small steps, without revealing his extraordinary speed. However, he was still alert under the surveillance camera.

When he came in front of Admiral Kizaru, he couldn't help but shouted excitedly: "Borsalino, welcome to Central Park. The city behind you is my hometown, Central City. I didn't expect that I would return home by accident."

Looking at the silly smile on the face of the young man in front of him, Borsalino, as a person who had experienced it, felt helpless. He didn't expect that he loved his hometown so much at such a young age. For people living in troubled times, hometown is not worth reminiscing at all, as their hometown had long been destroyed by pirates.

Now that we have arrived in the future, there are so many things we want to do, but there is only one most important thing at the moment, Borsalino pointed to his naked body.

"Barry, if you don't want people back home to know that you have a psychopathic relative who likes to run naked, you'd better find me a set of clothes now."

"I was a little too happy and proud. There were spare clothes in the ring."

The ring on Barry's right index finger flashed red, and a set of casual home clothes appeared in front of Borsalino. Technological products that can store things are really convenient.

While putting on his clothes, Admiral Kizaru wanted to get a storage ring. If he could get one in the future and bring it back to the past, he could put all kinds of daily necessities and consumer goods in it and take them out to enjoy them anytime and anywhere.

However, its greatest strategic value is that it can store strategic materials. If the naval logistics can get such a ring, all kinds of losses will be minimized and the efficiency of combating pirates will be greatly improved. If Sakaski knew that Admiral Kizaru had such a ring, he would definitely grab it as soon as possible!

Barry's clothes were small, and Borsalino, who was nearly three meters tall, could only barely fit into them. Wearing his long pants as cropped pants was also a helpless move, as he couldn't go out and meet people naked!

The only thing now was to leave the crowded park. Barry was considering taking Borsalino to buy suitable clothes. But before leaving, he gave a few instructions: "Senior, don't expose your devil fruit abilities easily in the future. Once we are caught by hidden cameras, we will be in trouble. I will tell you the details later. We just need to pretend to be normal people and leave the park."

Borsalino nodded. He understood the principle of adapting to local customs. It was absolutely right to listen to Barry, the native. At his age, he was very afraid of trouble. The less trouble he could take, the less energy he would waste.

Before leaving, Barry still felt uneasy, so he put a fake beard on Borsalino's face to cover the lower half of his face to prevent tourists from recognizing him. After all, anyone who has taken history classes will have a very deep impression of his face.

After they were well prepared, the two of them walked one after the other, pretending to be two citizens and parading in the park. Because they did not deliberately avoid other people's gazes, the tourists only thought that they were dressed strangely. However, in this world, people are free to dress however they want and dressing how they want is a personal preference. It would be boring if other people pointed fingers at them.

Barry took Borsalino through Central Park. The place was bigger than he had imagined. After walking for ten minutes, they still hadn't reached the exit, but they saw a snack stand selling cold drinks on the side of the road.

Borsalino did not stop in front of the snack stand because he was greedy. He stopped because he saw the electronic advertisement put up by the stall owner. The text message on it made the admiral stunned.

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In 1940, a distant and unfamiliar year, Borsalino stood on the edge of time, staring at this era that seemed to have nothing to do with him. A feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart, as if he was dragged away from reality by an invisible force and had no sense of belonging to the strange world around him.