One Piece: Starting as a Marine Lieutenant, I Slack Off and Get Stronger

Hannabar sounds a bit of a mouthful, but this island is indeed a true "drifting island" because its magnetism is weak, preventing the Log Pose from storing magnetism, so finding it requires some luck.

However, the navy had already studied the drift pattern of Hannabar, so finding the island was easy.

In just three days, they successfully reached the waters near Hannabar.

The island looks like a roadblock because there is a very high mountain in the middle of the island, and what's even more amazing is that there is a tourist stream that flows directly into the sea from the top of the mountain.

"It is said that Hannabar holds a death contest every year with exceptionally generous rewards, attracting a large number of pirates."

"So, this place is actually a pirate gathering place. If we go directly there, we might alert them."

Carl nodded: "That makes sense. Ian, you stay on the ship, Smoker and I will go to Hannabar."

"Why is it me again?"

"Ok?"

"All right!"

To avoid attracting attention, Smoker changed into his slicked-back outfit, while Carl wore the typical big boss look: a floral shirt, beach shorts, flip-flops, and large sunglasses.

"That's about enough. We shouldn't be discovered. Let's go!"

As for how to get from the ship to Hannahbar, that's a matter of each person using their own unique abilities.

After seeing Smoker transform into his elemental form and fly away, Carl also took the opportunity to ride the enlarged raven, as using Moonwalk would be too strenuous.

Hannabar.

Their arrival went completely unnoticed; Smoker had a perfect grasp of the character, while Carl looked more like a tourist.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ There really are pirates everywhere here~"

"Just some small fry. Don't forget our purpose."

Smoker nodded and followed Carl into a pub filled with tattooed guys who looked like shady characters.

After ordering two rums, Smoker walked to the bar and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is the Deathmatch held here?"

The boss with the buzz cut glanced at Smoker. Hmm, he looked fierce, had knife scars on his body, and dressed in a shady manner. He was either a pirate or a thug.

"What do you want to do? Compete in the competition or place a bet?"

Smoker exhaled a smoke ring and chuckled, "Of course... it's about placing bets!"

He then pulled out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and pretended to smell them.

"follow me!"

Smoker turned to look at Carl, winked, and Carl immediately followed.

After following the bartender into a secluded room, the bartender closed the door, bent down, and lit a lantern beside him, illuminating the entire room.

Ahead lay a dark tunnel, somewhat like an abandoned mine.

"Walk in a straight line until you reach the end. This is the longest I can take you. You'll understand when you get there."

Smoker didn't say anything and walked straight ahead. Carl smiled slightly at the bartender and asked, "Won't there be any danger?"

"Don't worry, you're our guests!"

Carl pretended to be relieved, took the lantern from the bartender, and followed Smoker.

After walking for about five minutes, a glimmer of light appeared ahead.

"Looks like this is it! Tsk tsk tsk, what a hidden gem!"

This appears to be a casino inside the mountain, with pirate flags hanging everywhere, and many pirates gathered together eating, playing cards, and drinking.

"Hey, you two guys over there, are you here to gamble? The boss is upstairs!"

"Thanks for reminding me!"

Upon reaching the top floor, the two finally saw the so-called bureau chief, a fat man with a lot of fat on his body, with a fair-skinned and beautiful woman sitting on his lap.

Upon seeing the two, the fat man chuckled and said, "You two are here to gamble, aren't you?"

“Not bad, but I don’t know who to bet on. Are there any favorites?” Smoker said, placing a stack of berries on the table.

The fat man chuckled and accepted the pele: "Of course, this is the roster of contestants, and all the seeded players are on it."

Carl took the roster, quickly flipped through it, and smiled when he saw the photo of the man with the wide chin.

"Smoker, let's bet on him!"

Chapter 101 Catching a turtle in a urn

"You have excellent taste, sir!"

The fat man chuckled and said, "This guy owns a steamship, it's incredibly fast, and he's quite capable. After all, he's the most talked-about naval traitor lately!"

Karl's expression changed, and he grabbed the fat man by the collar, glaring at him angrily, "What? A naval traitor? Damn it, are you playing me? What if it's just a bait set up by the navy!"

The fat man wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he understood Karl's reaction. After all, he was a navy officer! It was normal for him to have a strong reaction.

"Please rest assured, guest. He is an absolute naval traitor. If you don't believe me, go to the lowest level of the channel and see for yourself. He should be resting there."

Carl released the fat man's collar and snorted coldly, "It better be that way! Let's go!"

Completely bewildered, Smoker followed Carl away in a daze.

"Were you acting just now?"

"if not?"

Smoker: You're never too old to learn.

Upon reaching the lowest level, sure enough, a steamship without sails was quietly docked in the harbor, with Gaspard and his men drinking nearby.

"It really is him, I'll be right there..." "Don't panic!"

Smoker: "??? What if he runs away?"

"Relax, let me call for reinforcements first! There are so many pirates here! How can we not trap them like turtles in a jar?"

"But didn't you say that the pirates here are all small fry and we don't need to worry about them?"

Carl ignored Smoker, looked around, and after confirming that no one was nearby, secretly took out a Den Den Mushi.

"Hello, this is Karl. Is Ian there?"

"Yes, I am! Please give instructions."

"In my name, notify the nearest naval base to send men to surround Hannabal. Today, I will wipe out all the pirates here!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Carl called over a waiter: "Bring up your best dishes and wine."

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

And so, Carl and Smoker sat there eating for three hours, and Carl had become quite obese.

"Hey! You've eaten way too much!"

Life returned.

"what did you just say?"

Smoker fell silent. Fine! Life returned. I never expected Carl's Six Powers to have reached such a level.

He still hasn't mastered all six moves.

"Bulu Bulu~"

"This is Carl. How's the situation?"

In the waters near Hannabar, more than a dozen warships quietly gathered. Ain looked at Hannabar Island through binoculars and smiled.

"The fleet has assembled, totaling 15 warships. Shall we proceed immediately?"

"Let's close the net!"

"Yes!"

ten minutes later.

"Oh no! The Navy is here! The entire island is surrounded! Run!!!"

The cave was instantly thrown into chaos.

“It’s our turn to make a move, Smoker. Gaspard is yours. Don’t come back to see me if you don’t catch him.”

Smoker stubbed out his cigar and gave a wicked smile: "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Smoker instantly transformed into his elemental form and charged towards the Salamander, which was not far away.

"Gaspardi, do you still recognize me?"

Gaspard, who was about to set sail to escape, froze when he saw Smoker's face and swallowed hard.

Of course I know him! He knows me all too well!

Who is Smoker? He was the most arrogant recruit in their class, and he was invincible in the training camp with his Logia-type powers. He was also beaten up by Smoker.

"It's you, Smoker. Heh heh heh, are you here to arrest me too?"