One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 1: First appearance, the boy from Kokoyasi Village
As autumn deepened, a heavy rain swept through Kekoyasi Village.

"Wow, wow, wow, why is it raining so hard all of a sudden!"

"Brother Shanuo, run!"

At dusk, a black-haired boy rushed out of the orange orchard gate, carrying two baskets of oranges on his shoulders, and ran all the way to the village.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the basket, and two little guys popped out from the pile of oranges, one on the left and one on the right, and poked their heads out from over the boy's shoulders.

"Go, Shano! The intersection is three hundred meters ahead, turn hard left!"

The orange-haired girl on the left raised her right hand high, looking very proud.

"Nami, be sensible. Brother is very tired."

The blue-haired girl on the right held up her umbrella, frowned slightly, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Huh? You're the only one who's sensible? If you were sensible, you wouldn't still be sitting in the basket!"

"What nonsense! I was holding an umbrella to keep my brother out of the rain. He's a head taller than me, how can I keep him out if I don't sit on it?"

"Tsk, I said I was giving directions because I was worried that Shanuo wouldn't be able to see the road clearly when he looked down. Anyway, I'm more useful than you!"

……

Xia Nuo had long been accustomed to the familiar bickering between his two sisters. He glanced at the umbrella that was not above his head at all, and quietly quickened his pace.

Mingming and his two sisters were carrying 130 kilograms of oranges on his shoulders.

The boy still walked briskly and breathed steadily.

A moment later, the familiar house came into view.

The lights are on.

Through the window glass, you can see a slender figure busy in the kitchen. The smoke climbs out of the chimney, mixes with the rain and fog, and quickly disappears without a trace.

I gently pushed the wooden door with my right hand, and the orange-yellow fireplace light instantly filled my body.

In the warm glow, the sweet scent of orange and pine wood collides with each other, pushing the cold rain and chill straight out the door.

Xia Nuo put the basket on the ground, closed the door, and lay down on the old sofa, stretching his body in a big letter shape and stretching comfortably.

The firelight from the fireplace turned the twilight into thick caramel, which flowed over his spread limbs.

This moment.

The pain and fatigue seemed to go away along with the sound of the bleak rain.

"Hey, are you back, Nojigo, Nami?"

The sound of footsteps in the kitchen came closer and closer. "And Xia Nuo, you've been working really hard lately."

Oh no! The two little guys climbed out in a panic, but they knocked over the bamboo basket with a clang, and they both fell to the ground with a thud. The golden oranges rolled around and turned into little suns all over the ground.

"Ah, I knew it!"

The young woman in an apron with a crimson ponytail stood with her hands on her hips, looking angrily at her two daughters.

"You said you were going to help your brother, but you were just going to cause trouble, right? And you're sitting on Shanuo's burden, trying to tire him out. Are you happy about that?"

"Bell-mère, we know we were wrong..." Nami and Nokiko looked pitiful, lowering their heads and kicking their toes.

"It's alright, Bell-mère."

Xia Nuo, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head and said softly in his tired voice, "Don't blame them. The rain was pouring down so hard and fast. I told them to hide in the basket. It not only sheltered them from the rain, but it also gave them a chance to exercise."

"Yes, yes."

The two guilty little devils immediately acted as yes-men.

"Ah, this is so infuriating! When will you be as sensible as Xia Nuo?"

Bellemeier hit the two little guys on the head with his fist, but he couldn't bear to use too much force. "Don't do that next time. Wipe your hair with a towel and come in for dinner!"

Saved! Nojigo and Nami looked at their brother with tears of gratitude, then ran to the kitchen table with joy.

"Bellemaire, what are we having for dinner tonight... duck breast with orange sauce? Yeah!"

"And honey ribs, wow, let me try some!"

"Hey! Have you washed your hands yet? How dare you just grab them with your hands! You two damn brats, at least wait for your brother!"

……

Listening to the chirping sounds coming from the kitchen, Xia Nuo leaned back comfortably, but his neck suddenly touched the warm wall of the ceramic cup, and the warmth of ginger cola mixed with honey snaked into his nostrils.

"Drink it while it's hot."

Bellmère's unpleasant voice rang out, "You only know how to protect your two sisters, but you don't know how to take care of yourself."

She took out a set of clean clothes from the closet, and in front of Xia Nuo's astonished gaze, she quickly pulled off his shirt and wiped his upper body with a hot towel.

"Uh, that, Belle Mare."

Xia Nuo wanted to dodge, but was still forcibly dragged back to where he was. He couldn't help but look embarrassed, "I'm already thirteen years old, there's really no need for you to do this, just let me do it myself."

"Cut the nonsense!"

Bellemeier displayed the authority of a foster mother and refused to allow any objection. "You're only two years older than Noki. Why are you pretending to be a grown man? Stand still!"

There is really no way.

Xia Nuo could only let her toss him around like a puppet, with an unwilling look on his face.

Deep down in my heart, a warm feeling arises spontaneously.

Being able to live in Kokoa West and grow up in such a family...

so good.

When did you have this experience in your previous life?
At twelve, he cut the back of his hand while changing a lightbulb for the first time in an orphanage. At twenty-five, he worked an all-nighter and passed out, having to be carried into an ambulance. On his twenty-sixth birthday, his heart rate monitor in the ICU flatlined...

Until I suddenly opened my eyes.

He found himself transformed into a five-year-old boy, covered in blood and filth, and surrounded by ruins. The female sailor in a white cloak of justice leaned over with difficulty to offer him a helping hand.

……

"I've said it so many times!"

Bellmère suddenly twisted his ear hard:

"Don't push yourself! Don't push yourself! You've already harvested twelve baskets of oranges today, and you still insist on going on a seventh trip. Do you know that those who try to be heroes are most likely to catch a cold?"

Xia Nuo grimaced and hurried to grab the towel, but was covered by dry clothes with a citrus scent.

The thick-knit sweater felt a slight tingle as it brushed against her neck. The crackling of the fire was mixed with the rustling of her picking up wet clothes.

The plaid shirts that piled up like mountains in the previous life never had the smell of sunshine, but now the touch of the coarse cloth rubbing against the skin makes the chest feel strangely sore.

Shanuo looked at the face in the mirror.

The outline of the thirteen-year-old handsome boy with black hair and black eyes was immersed in the warm light, and his eyelashes were still stained with moisture from wiping with a towel.

The lonely figure who once stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the skyscraper had been crushed into dust by the ticking sound of the old clock in the living room without him noticing.

"Thank you." He whispered suddenly.

Bellmère paused as he bent over to gather his clothes, then quickly returned to normal. "What? I should be thanking you."

"You've taken on all the hard work in the orange orchard. You're making me, a clueless mother, look so useless. Seriously, you're such a tiny kid, yet you're so incredibly strong."

"I don't know who your biological parents are, little guy. I always feel like they have a very important background. It's like when you got older, your bloodline suddenly awakened, and you inherited some incredible power..."

Blood power?
There is no such thing as bloodline or sudden awakening. I am not King Nika.

Xia Nuo was slightly stunned, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He lived in a daze for the first few years after his reincarnation, playing and fighting with his sisters every day, going up the mountain to pick mushrooms today and going down to the river to catch fish tomorrow, just like a real child.

It was not until the last two years, when he was about ten years old, that his brain developed fully and he began to sort out the memories of his past and present lives.

My biological parents in this life were just ordinary people in the Kingdom of Oikot. They died in that tragic war and there was nothing special about them.

If he had not been rescued and raised by Bell-mère when he traveled through time, he would probably have become a corpse in the ruins.

But.

Bellmère's mumbling is understandable.

Because of his performance, he really stood out from the crowd, especially in Kokoa West, a small village in the East China Sea.

He's only thirteen years old, but he's already incredibly strong.

At the wrestling competition held at the Harvest Festival a while ago, there were hundreds of adult men in the entire town, but none of them could be his opponent, and they couldn't even last a few rounds.

Ordinary origin, ordinary blood.

I grew up in a rural fruit farmer's family and never had any famous teacher to guide me.

The reason he has such strength is naturally because of the golden finger he carries with him.

"deep sea."

Xia Nuo silently recited the wake-up word in his mind.

The system started up instantly, and the air began to ripple like silk gauze. A dark blue light curtain that only he could see appeared before his eyes.

This is the "Sacrifice Trading System" that he awakened three years ago.

Name: Siano

[Age: 13 years old]

【Height: 159cm】

【Strength: 1.9】

[Agility: 1.8]

[Endurance: 1.7]

【Mental Power: 1.3】

[Remaining points: 25]

Skills: Breathing Fist (Minor Success), One-Sword Swordsmanship (Beginner), Cooking (Beginner), Fruit Tree Planting (Minor Success), Fishing (Great Success)

For ordinary adults in the pirate world, the average value of each basic attribute is one point.

Although Xia Nuo's basic attributes are only a few points, he is confident that he can easily repel the siege of seven or eight adults on the premise that both sides are unarmed.

After all, he was just playing around in the wrestling competition and didn't use his real strength at all.

Obviously, the calculation of attribute points is not as simple as addition and subtraction.

It is likely that it follows a certain exponential function relationship. Every time the value increases, even if it is just a few tenths, the difference in strength is quite huge.

The so-called sacrificial trading system.

As the name suggests, it has a built-in trading market that provides several items that can be purchased with points and is refreshed once a month.

The source of points is whether the host can provide qualified sacrifices.

After the sacrifice, points of the same level will be obtained based on the difference in value.

When the system was first awakened, Xia Nuo was not sure what could be considered a sacrifice, so he experimented all over the mountains and plains, even catching passing dogs to test them.

But whether it was a big fat fish just caught, a rabbit hunted in the forest, or a large-denomination banknote worth one thousand berries, none of them could be offered as sacrifice.

Until one day, by chance, he tried out the old pistol that Bellmère used when he was a sailor.

As a result, the blind cat caught a dead mouse and it really succeeded.

At that time, the system also provided an identification panel:
[Sacrifice: Bellemeier's old flintlock]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Value: 50 points]

[Appraisal Comment: This weapon accompanied Belle-Mère throughout her youth. Its mottled barrel witnessed her growth from a rookie recruit to a capable warrior on the battlefield. Even after retiring, she still frequently polishes this gun. It is not only a memory, but also the support she needs to support her family. It means a lot to her.]

That’s so fucking thoughtful.

After reading the appraisal comments, Xia Nuo tossed and turned in bed, feeling guilty and unable to sleep well all night.

Especially the next day, when Bellmère discovered that his gun was missing, he was anxious and angry and stood at the door cursing the thief for the whole morning. He wanted to slap himself a few times.

Damn me!
So, after his guilt gradually faded, he chose his targets and tried to pick those inconspicuous little objects.

For example, Nami’s orange flower hairpin and Nojiko’s forehead bandage.

These were bought by Xia Nuo for his two younger sisters a few years ago when the family was still poor. They are now very worn out and not worth much.

Now that life is getting better, it’s about time to replace it.

result……

The sacrifice was successful.

It’s just a system of grooves, but it still likes to hurt my heart.

[Sacrifice: Nami's orange flower hairpin]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Value: 180 points]

[Appraisal Comment: This was a cheap accessory sold at the grocery store for a hundred berries, but young Nami loved it and treasured it like a treasure. She wore it every day and was reluctant to take it off. She even put it under her pillow when she slept. It was a symbol of the growing bond between the siblings.]

……

[Sacrificial Offering: Nojigo's Old Headband]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Value: 30 points]

[Appraisal Comments: This faded piece of cloth, stained with citrus juice, is difficult to clean. Nokiko, being the eldest daughter, is very self-conscious. Whenever her adoptive mother and eldest brother are busy in the citrus orchard, the little girl would tie it tightly around her forehead to help, fearing that sweat would sting her eyes and distress her doting brother.]

That day, Xia Nuo was silent for a while, then slapped himself twice.

Damn me!
The road is long, but we meet again today. Long time no see, everyone.

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(End of this chapter)