One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

【Santa Germa - Clone Soldier Training Area】

The eerie green glow illuminated the vast underground space, making it resemble a ghostly realm.

Countless identical clone soldiers floated in the nutrient solution, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.

"This is Germa's clone army," Reiju, who was perched on Goss's back, suddenly spoke.

Her face rested against Goss's shoulder as she looked at the mindless cultured organisms, a hint of self-mockery in her voice:

"What? Are you stunned? This is the greatest masterpiece my crazy father created with his humanity."

Goss ignored her taunts and simply reached out and patted the outer wall of the culture tank in front of him, which was larger than a house.

Not moving.

"It's truly spectacular."

Goss sighed, his fingers tracing the cold glass: "With this equipment and data, we can endlessly mass produce troops... This is a power capable of overturning the ocean."

"Do you want it?"

Reiju keenly caught the glint of greed in Goss's eyes.

Although her body was unable to move, her brain was still working at a rapid pace.

She leaned close to Goss's ear, her breath sweet and her voice seductive: "Unfortunately, you can't take it away."

The main power source for these devices is connected to the base of the San Germa.

Unless you can carry the whole ship away, this thing will end up in the hands of an old lady.

At this point, Reiju sneered: "Whether it's you or that Cracker, you're nothing more than that old woman's porters."

Goss paused slightly in his hand movements.

"porter?"

Reiju is right, this is not something you can just pack up and take away.

To remove these devices, the entire ship must be moved.

But the timing isn't right yet.

Mia and Thorton are still within the territory of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand.

The best solution now is to keep this a secret. Once everyone has arrived, we can then sail away unexpectedly.

Thinking this, Goss withdrew his hand. He didn't refute Reiju's words, but simply turned his head, looking at the pretty face so close to his, a meaningful smile curving his lips:

"Miss Reiju, your attempts to provoke me won't work."

He jerked Reiju up on his back, causing her to let out a muffled groan, her body pressing against him in shame.

"Although I have a big appetite, I never eat food that is too hot to handle."

Goss turned and strode toward the detention area.

Reiju bit her lip, staring at Goss's profile with a complicated expression.

This man clearly came for these technologies, so why doesn't he just sail away...?

"What is he waiting for?"

……

【St. Germa - Special Confinement Zone】

Thump!! Thump!!

The thick, transparent alloy wall hummed as it was struck.

Cracker, trapped inside, was on the verge of exploding with rage, his giant biscuit armor relentlessly pounding against the walls, trying to break free.

"Let me out!! Damn Germa!!"

Just then, footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Cracker stopped moving and stared intently into the corridor through the biscuit helmet.

"Are they Germa reinforcements?"

However, when the figure came into view, Cracker froze.

Is it Goss? The new minister who betrayed his mother.

Most importantly, on his back was a woman bound hand and foot in strange straitjackets, her face contorted with humiliation.

"That's... Vinsmoke Reiju?!"

Cracker stared wide-eyed in disbelief through the transparent wall.

The poisonous woman who even he found troublesome is now being tied up like a lamb to the slaughter.

Aren't those two in cahoots? Cracker felt his mind was a bit confused.

"Hey!! You kid outside!!"

Cracker slammed his fist against the wall and roared:

"Why is Reiju in your hands?! Aren't you all in cahoots?!"

Goss acted as if he hadn't heard.

He didn't even turn his head, completely ignoring the cracker.

He carried Reiju on his back and walked straight to the empty cell next to Cracker's.

"Go in, Your Highness, the Poison Princess."

Goss opened the door and roughly threw Reiju inside, like throwing away a bag of trash.

Click.

Lock down and activate the confinement field.

After doing all this, Goss slowly clapped his hands and turned around.

Through the thick, transparent alloy wall, he looked at the volatile general inside with an extremely cold gaze.

"Lord Cracker, you almost ruined Mom's plans!"

"What did you say?!"

He pointed at Reiju, who was locked up next door, and reprimanded her sternly:

"This is an infiltration mission personally assigned by Mom!"

"My mission was to secretly take over Germa Technology! And what were you doing? You almost ruined the mission!"

Goss took two steps closer, his face almost pressed against the transparent wall, staring intently into Cracker's eyes:

"Your recklessness almost ruined the whole plan!"

"If the mission doesn't go as planned, it's all your fault."

"Well……"

Cracker, which had been so aggressive, was stunned by the sudden accusation.

He glanced at Reiju next door, who had indeed been captured.

Thinking back, I realized I hadn't asked for the reason clearly, and almost killed Goss...

grunt.

Cracker swallowed hard. A wave of fear quickly washed over him.

Click.

The enormous biscuit armor opened its abdomen, revealing Cracker's somewhat emaciated true form.

He lay prone against the transparent wall, his previously fierce face instantly turning pale and embarrassed.

"That...was it really arranged by Mom?"

Cracker's voice was noticeably weak: "Let's just pretend we don't know about this. It didn't really cause any damage."

He carefully observed Goss's expression and tentatively asked, "You haven't told your mother yet, have you?"

Seeing the pirate with an 8.6 million bounty looking scared, Goss felt secretly pleased, but on the surface he still maintained a serious expression.

He remained silent for a full five seconds, until he saw that Cracker was sweating profusely, before letting out a long sigh.

"Sigh. Never mind."

Goss waved his hand across the wall, appearing to be mindful of the bigger picture.

After all, the mission was accomplished and everyone was safe.

"Don't worry, only the two of us know about this."

Beep—hiss!

The air pressure valve loosened, and the heavy alloy door just rose.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept past Goss.

The crackle almost crawled out.

A bead of cold sweat instantly slid down the huge biscuit helmet.

"Oops... I got too angry just now, I think I went too far..."

"If Mom finds out..."

fortunately.

I didn't mess it up.

He just wants to turn the page now.

So Cracker turned his head to the side and even deliberately quickened his pace, striding towards the corridor exit as if avoiding a plague.

"Uh... um... I'm leaving."

He left with that vague statement, then strode off without looking back.

That figure, though large, exuded an air of panicked fleeing.

Goss stood there, watching Cracker's figure disappear around the corner, and raised an eyebrow.

That attitude of avoiding a plague god convinced him that this general now wished more than anyone else that this had never happened.

From this moment forward, I have officially taken control of this ship.

All he had to do was return to Seven Honeys and make sure the rest of Germa didn't get back on the ship, and the mobile kingdom would be his for the taking.

"very good."

Goss withdrew his gaze and glanced again at Reiju, who was silently inside the cage next door.

He walked to the cage, opened the door, and roughly ripped off Reiju's specially made bodysuit that gleamed with a strange metallic sheen.

"Oh."

Reiju leaned against the cold wall, her purple eyes fixed on Goss:

"You're a born liar."

She looked in the direction where Cracker had disappeared, then looked at Goss, and slowly said:

"There's never been any 'mother' spy,' nor any infiltration missions, right?"

"You fooled that idiot Cracker, making him think you were on a secret mission; you fooled me too, making me think you were here to rescue us."

Reiju shook her head, a mocking smile playing on her lips:

"You've cheated both sides, getting something for nothing. You've manipulated the Four Emperors' commanders and Vinsmoke's eldest daughter like fools..."

"Your World Government's agents are even more villainous than pirates."

Reiju said fiercely, but Goss didn't even glance at her, only staring at the incredibly thin dress in his hand.

This is no ordinary straitjacket.

When he took the garment, he clearly remembered the function written on it—one-time scar transfer.

This is the most outrageous individual equipment that Germa developed to protect the royal family.

Its core is a one-time "biological trauma transfer engine".

The wearer can instantly transfer their fatal injuries or old scar tissue to another person through the medium of this garment.

It was a dirty trick that Judge had prepared in his early days.

Goss's fingers rubbed the cold fabric of his clothes, and suddenly the image of the woman with a scar across her face flashed through his mind—Charlotte Brûlée.

A crazy idea popped into his head.

Pirates should act like pirates.

"What if I transferred that scar on Brulee's face...to my own face?"

Goss imagined what it would look like to have a hideous scar running across his face.

That fierceness, that feeling of crawling out of a pile of corpses... that's what makes a pirate.

Moreover, what interesting expressions will Brulee make now that her scars are gone?

"Oh……"

Goss couldn't help but laugh out loud; his laughter had a touch of madness about it.

He quickly crumpled the priceless "disposable injury transfer suit" into a ball, stuffed it into the pocket on the side of his thigh, and put it close to his body.

……

Juice Town.

The night was as still as water, and the cool moonlight shone on the somewhat mottled stone slabs.

"drink!!"

With a sharp shout, two cold lights flashed across the night.

Mia held the knife in both hands, her whole being like a silver whirlwind dancing under the moon.

Sweat streamed down her wild face, typical of a fur tribe member, soaking her close-fitting combat uniform.

In front of her stood several mannequins made of hard steel.

when!when!when!

The famous swords "Izayoi" and "Katsuki" continuously slashed at the dummy, leaving deep marks and sparks flying everywhere.

But Mia's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"Not enough...not deep enough."

She was panting heavily as she looked at the mannequins that, despite being covered in knife marks, still stood firm.

If steel of this hardness cannot even easily cut through inanimate objects, then in the future, when facing monsters with Armament Haki, her sword will become chipped, broken, and reduced to scrap metal.

"Brother Goss is already at the forefront... He even dares to challenge the Four Emperors."

"If I can't become stronger, I'll become a burden."

Mia recalled the time she faced Snag alone.

That feeling of powerlessness stung her pride.

She is a swordswoman determined to protect her comrades; she can never be the one who is protected!

"I want...to possess strength like steel!!"

Mia's eyes instantly turned incredibly sharp.

She took a deep breath, no longer simply pursuing speed, but forcibly channeling all her energy, spirit, and even a certain will from the depths of her soul into the blades in her hands.

That feeling was very mysterious.

It's like putting an invisible layer of armor on an invisible blade.

sizzle-

The electric current unique to the fur tribe surged through the blade, but this was not the end.

Deep within the electric current, a jet-black hue, like ink dripping into clear water, instantly spreads along the handle to the tip of the blade!

"Armament Haki - Dual Sword Style - Black Moon!!"

hum! !

Mia's figure vanished instantly, reappearing behind the ironwood dummy.

Under the moonlight, the twin swords in her hands appeared to be a deep, dark black, gleaming with a chilling light.

Behind.

The incredibly hard ironwood dummy slid silently from the middle.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

"This is... domineering..."

Mia looked at the blade in her hand, which had briefly turned black, and felt its indestructible texture. An uncontrollable ecstasy appeared on her face.

Pop, pop, pop.

A slow, aloof applause suddenly rang out from the shadows of the dojo.

"A beautiful slash."

A cold, deep female voice with a distinctive husky tone came through:

"Although the domineering entanglement technique is still immature, the aura of wanting to cut through everything... is quite good."

"Who?!"

Mia instantly became alert, holding her twin swords to her chest and staring intently into the shadows.

call--

A faint smell of tobacco wafted out.

By the moonlight, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

It was a woman wearing a huge wide-brimmed hat, with an unusually long neck, a pale face devoid of expression, and a slender cigarette dangling from her mouth.

Her hand rested casually on the famous sword, White Fish, at her waist.

The sword aura, as calm yet deadly as an abyss, sent chills down Mia's spine as she had just grasped the power of dominance.

Charlotte Armand, the "Ghost Lady" of the Charlotte family.

"Don't be nervous, little kitty."

Armand exhaled a smoke ring, his narrow eyes coldly scrutinizing the twin swords in Mia's hands:

"I heard a new dual-wielding swordsman has arrived in the Land of Ten Thousand. I'm not interested in men who lie all the time, but I am interested in female swordsmen..."

Clang!

The famous sword "White Fish" was slowly drawn half an inch from its sheath, and a chilling aura instantly enveloped the entire dojo.

A twisted smile appeared on Armand's previously indifferent face:

"I'm very interested."

"Now that you've grasped the essence of dominance, let me see if your moon and flowers can withstand my slow ballad."