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

Chapter 22: Sanji Almost Traveled Across Time

There are actually 600 points?

Shanuo was a little surprised.

It seems that in the comics, Stirles is just a marginal character who only appears a few times.

However, as an elite lieutenant general of the headquarters, the increased weight brought by his powerful strength still makes the other party's beloved scabbard very valuable.

His eyes fell on the last line of the appraisal review.

"Regret, is that a pity?"

Stirles would feel regretful if his beloved scabbard fell into the sea.

How would he feel when he, under the orders of the Celestial Dragons, raised his butcher knife to kill the kind-hearted woman who indirectly saved his life?

"Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters..."

Shanuo shook his head slightly.

He is not a radical or extreme person, and does not like to generalize. Whether in the navy camp or the pirate camp, he actually has a lot of people who have a good impression on him.

But... there is no doubt about it.

Unless the Celestial Dragon class disappears completely, the justice advocated by the Navy will ultimately be a joke.

of course.

Those camp debates are still too far away from him. His only goal now is to make money.

[Remaining points: 7325]

After glancing at the points number, Xia Nuo felt much happier and closed the system panel.

……

In the morning, the sky is bright.

After running around the city for most of the night, the two finally finished their work and came to a high ground to sit down and rest, overlooking the sea that was dyed red by the rising sun.

"What are your plans next?" Shanuo asked.

"I originally thought that my strength was enough to start my own apprenticeship."

Junyi held his chin with both hands and said with a bitter face, "But after meeting you, Boss Xia Nuo, I realized that I am still far from being qualified. I'd better go back to Isshin Dojo and continue to train hard for a few more years."

Xia Nuo turned his head silently and glanced at Junyi.

In the dim morning light, the thin young man held his rotten bamboo sword, staring at the end of the horizon, with a firm light in his eyes.

Do you really feel that you are not qualified enough to start a career?
With this kid's swordsmanship skills, it is certainly not enough if you look at the entire ocean.

But if he were to confine himself to the small corner of the East China Sea, Asazakura Island, it would be more than enough for him to officially become a master, open a dojo, and accept disciples...

Actually, it’s the obsession that has changed, right?

In the past, the obsession that supported Junyi in continuous practice and becoming stronger was the dream of reviving the reputation of the Sakuraba Dojo.

Now this obsession seems to have shattered and gone away along with that crazy figure. Will it be replaced by those high-ranking figures?

Celestial Dragons and Vice Admirals of the Marine Headquarters... Such terrifying identities are enough to make most people give up in despair and bury their hatred deep in their hearts.

But Junyi doesn't seem to be someone who is easily frightened.

"I say, do you still think I'm really proficient in swordsmanship?"

"Eh? Isn't it?"

"You are so stupid, Junyi. No wonder you were deceived by a fake beggar."

"...I've become immune to your hurtful words, Boss."

Xia Nuo laughed and stood up, stretching comfortably in the morning light. "Let's go! Take me to Frost Moon Village!"

"Huh?" Junyi looked up in surprise.

"What's with that expression? Didn't I tell you before that I've long admired Mr. Koshiro? Thanks to you, I have a rare opportunity to visit him. How could I miss it?"

"Great!"

The thin boy suddenly jumped for joy.

When he saw Xia Nuo standing up, he thought it was time to say goodbye and felt a little sad for a moment, but he didn't expect such a surprise.

Humph, Boss Shanuo is really a guy who says one thing and thinks another.

He said that he was visiting Mr. Koshiro.

In fact, you just can't let go of your worries at all, and you have to send me all the way back to Shimotsuki Village before you can feel at ease, right?

……

Half an hour later.

After the two of them purchased food and fresh water, Xia Nuo followed Chun Yi to the most remote pier at the dock.

There is a small boat parked here, about seven or eight meters long and quite simple.

"No, you just drove this thing here?"

Xia Nuo touched the canvas of questionable quality, with a look of doubt on his face. "This is too primitive. Is this sail really usable? You didn't paddle all the way to Asakura Island, did you?"

No one interfaced.

He turned around and saw Junyi using a bamboo sword to pry open the wooden board under the back seat, and grunting as he carried out two large buckets of Coke.

Snapped!
Junyi closed the wooden board and tapped a hidden button next to it.

Four exhaust pipes suddenly extended from the stern of the small wooden boat, and two grooves appeared next to the button, each just large enough to fit a can of Coke. "Well, with this, there's nothing to worry about. If I just slowly consume a can of Coke as energy, it's normal cruising mode, about the same speed as an ordinary sailboat."

"If you press the button again, two barrels of Coke will be consumed simultaneously, which means rapid spray mode is activated. The speed is extremely fast, but the consumption rate is even more rapid. So unless you encounter any special circumstances, it's best not to use it lightly."

Junyi talked freely while Xia Nuo watched in amazement.

Oh no, now I’m a country bumpkin!
"Shimotsuki Village has this kind of advanced technology?"

Xia Nuo couldn't resist his curiosity and pressed the button directly. The Coke in the bucket immediately began to bubble, and a pleasant-smelling transparent air flow sprayed out from the stern, pushing the boat towards the outside of the dock.

"Hey, this is the one my teacher lent me. It's the only one in the entire Shimotsuki Village. It's very special."

Junyi adjusted the sail and laughed foolishly, "How is it? Amazing, right? I had the same reaction as you when I first saw it, Boss."

"A few years ago, Grandpa Kosaburo...ah, that's Sensei Koshiro's father. When he was still alive, he told me that his generation, on their way to settle in the East China Sea, met a very skilled shipbuilder in a place called Shuiliu City. Seeing that their ship was in such dilapidated condition that it was barely able to survive, he offered to help with a lot of repairs. That's when we got this device."

"Shuiliu City? The Water City, right?"

"It seems so, I don't remember clearly."

That makes sense.

Shanuo stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Kozaburo and his crew traveled from the closed country of Wano, all the way through the Grand Line before arriving in the East China Sea.

The person you meet in Water City might be the famous shipbuilder Tom, Franky's teacher, who has the legendary experience of building a car for the Pirate King Roger.

Tsk, I can be considered to be riding on the low-profile version of the Thousand Sunshine.

While Junyi was not paying attention, Xia Nuo rolled his eyes and suddenly pressed the button again.

The two barrels of Coke began to tumble violently at the same time. He laughed heartily and raised his arms high, letting the sea breeze fill his open collar. "Then let me experience the power of the rapid jet. Go all out, Sunny! Let's go!"

"Hey! Boss, didn't I tell you that we can't normally..."

The boy's anxious cries were crushed by the sea breeze and turned into scattered foam on the waves.

Boo!
Seagulls flew over the mast, and the waves left by the airflow at the stern broke into golden scales in the morning light, gradually turning the island with cherry blossoms into a pale pink silhouette disappearing at the end of the horizon.

----

Two days later.

Somewhere in the sea, dark clouds gathered and drizzle fell.

On a lonely little island.

It is rocky and has no vegetation.

The boy with blond hair and curly eyebrows could only use broken wooden boards to piece together a simple shelter. He curled up inside, staring blankly at the sea in the distance with his dull and lifeless eyes.

"It's the 50th day..."

He looked haggard, hugging his knees and muttering, "We ran out of food last month. I'm so hungry, so hungry... Today, there will definitely be a boat passing by, right?"

But it's still raining.

The blond boy numbly glanced at the wood and tinder he had stored in the corner.

The last time a boat finally passed by, it happened to be hit by heavy rain and the campfire for help would not light.

He desperately shouted for help, but it was of no use. In the end, he could only watch the ship pass by in despair.

"Let me try a little longer, Junyi. Three minutes, just three more minutes of squirting!"

A vague sound suddenly floated in from the wind and rain.

"No! Boss Shanuo! Have you forgotten how much Coke you wasted the day before yesterday? If you keep doing this, what if the Coke really runs out?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of? I'll paddle you home. You know how strong I am..."

The conversation became clearer and clearer.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sound similar to the roar of motorcycle engines in the Jemal 66 unit.

Is it an illusion...

The blond boy turned his head in a daze and saw a speedboat coming at full speed. It quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Boom!
"Holy crap, where did this island reef come from? It's all your fault for talking to me and making me lose my focus. Now I'm stranded!"

This was the last sound he heard before he passed out.

……

"Fortunately, fortunately, nothing was broken."

Xia Nuo got off the boat, took a quick check, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was lucky this time, but what about next time? Boss Shanuo, from now on I'll be driving the boat. You're not allowed to press buttons randomly anymore!"

"I know, I know."

Xia Nuo knew he was in the wrong, so he pouted and was about to carry the boat to the surface of the sea when he suddenly heard Chun Yi's scream from behind:
"Eh? Boss Xia Nuo, look, there seems to be a figure over there?"

He turned his head and looked over, and sure enough, he could see a tall figure sitting on the shore at the other end of the reef. He was wearing a white cloak and was motionless like a sculpture.

"That outfit...could it be the navy?"

"Do not."

Xia Nuo stared at the figure, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked. It was really a gift from heaven. He suddenly grinned, "Don't be so stereotyped, Junyi. You have to know that those who like to wear white clothes are not necessarily navy, they can also be cooks."

Just like the person riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince, he could also be a general.

(End of this chapter)