Start the Live Stream, a Misunderstanding Forms
Meanwhile, Wu Tong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the women look away. This time, he finally witnessed firsthand just how crazy women are about beauty.
The women's gazes just now were truly terrifying; their eyes were practically glowing green, like wolves that hadn't eaten for days suddenly spotting a piece of meat.
To be honest, Wu Tong had some doubts. If he hadn't taken out the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, would the women have rushed up and torn him to pieces?
Fortunately, analyzing and copying a Smooth-Smooth Fruit is not a difficult task for me.
After settling things off with the women, Wu Tong slowly walked past them, who were still gloating, and arrived at the bow of the ship.
"Phew... Foosha Village, what a nice place."
Wu Tong stood at the bow of the boat, took a deep breath of fresh air, and looked at the quiet and peaceful village in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
In this chaotic world teeming with pirates, it's truly remarkable that such a simple, idyllic rural landscape can still be preserved.
"That's... Garp? And that guy, he looks like Garp's adjutant... Hmm, if I remember correctly, his name is Bogart, right?"
Just as Wu Tong was admiring the scenery, his gaze inadvertently caught sight of two familiar figures hurrying towards him.
Upon seeing the two figures, Wu Tong immediately recognized their true identities.
Who else could it be but the guardian deity of Foosha Village, Garp, one of the strongest Navy Hero on the high seas, and his first mate?
"Heh, I never expected that Elysia's words would actually come true? What a prophecy."
(The prophecy refers to Elysia's statement in previous chapters that "Garp might be in Foosha Village.")
"Hmm... While it is indeed a bit of a coincidence, to run into Garp on the very first day here, that's some luck, isn't it?"
How about... we start a Live Stream?
As Wu Tong watched Garp walk towards him, the idea of starting a Live Stream suddenly came to mind.
Action speaks louder than words.
Wu Tong is not one to procrastinate; as soon as the idea popped into his head, he immediately put it into action.
He immediately focused his attention on the Dimensional Chat Group and started the group Live Stream.
[Group notification: Group Administrator "Seeker of the Dao" has started a group Live Stream, everyone come and check it out!]
As a notification sound rang out, the next moment...
[Group Leader "Dragon King Spews Water" joins the Live Stream]
[Group member "Dust Leaf" joins the Live Stream]
[Group member "Professor Oak" joins the Live Stream]
[Group member "Earth Consciousness" joins the Live Stream]
A dozen or so messages joining the Dimensional Chat Group rang out.
"Hey everyone, good evening!"
Wu Tong waved and greeted the group members who flooded into the Live Stream.
Inside the Live Stream room.
[Gentleman Sword of Mount Hua: Good evening, young hero Wu Tong. But are you... at sea?]
Professor Oak: What a beautiful view! It's been so long since I've seen the ocean.
[Dragon King Spews Water: Hmm? That guy... Garp?!!!!]
[Bu Yao Bi Lian: What card... It really is Garp!!!]
[Bu Yao Bi Lian: Brother Tong, when are you going to the One Piece World?]
Wu Tong looked at Zhang Chulan's comments and chuckled, "I just arrived today. I was already in this world when I was chatting with you guys just now."
[Dragon King Spews Water: I see. But why did you suddenly decide to come to the One Piece World?]
[Dragon King Spews Water: As far as I know, haven't you been slacking off lately?]
Wu Tong gave a wry smile. Gu Ruoli really knew how to bring up the most sensitive topics.
"We've been giving up too much lately, and someone pulled us out of it..."
Before Wu Tong could finish speaking, Gu Ruoli began to mock him:
[Dragon King Spews Water: Hahaha... I never thought it would turn out like this. You've finally met your match?]
"But there's nothing wrong with going out for a stroll."
At least our quality of life remains the same as before.
Ignoring Gu Ruoli's mockery, Wu Tong continued speaking while turning the camera to include the women in the shot.
[The Dragon King Spews Water:...]
[Dragon King Spews Water: My Elysia (*)]
[Don't Bully Young and Poor: I initially thought you were being forced into Brother Tong labor, and I was even planning to comfort you.]
[Don't Bully Young and Poor: I never expected this, you've taken your harem on a trip!]
[Don't Bully Young and Poor: Now I think maybe I'm the one who needs some comforting.]
[Tianzhu King: Wait... what are those things they're holding?]
[Dragon King Spews Water: What's that? It's just a Devil Fruit... Wait, that shape, that color, could it be the Smooth-Smooth Fruit?!]
[March 7th:!!!]
[Fallen Angel:!!!]
[Red Falcon Immortal:!!!]
Gu Ruoli's words immediately drew the attention of all the girls in the Dimensional Chat Group to the Smooth-Smooth Fruit in their hands.
The Smooth-Smooth Fruit?!
A beauty essential!
If it's a woman, who wouldn't want her?!
[March 7th: Wu Tong...]
[Tianzhu King: Wu Tong, could you give me a Smooth-Smooth Fruit so I can study it?]
[Dragon King Spews Water: Brother Tong, Brother Tong, I got a little carried away just now, please don't mind.]
[Bu Yao Bi Lian:... Hey, Group Leader, take a break from your smug act! You're the Group Leader, for crying out loud!]
[Dragon King Spews Water: What's wrong with the Group Leader now? Isn't she still a woman?]
[March 7th: Exactly! Zhang Chulan, you have no idea how important the Smooth-Smooth Fruit is to women.]
While the group was joking around, Garp and his companion were gradually approaching Wu Tong's ship.
As Garp gets closer and closer to the Ancient Wood Ship.
Garp's initially excited expression gradually darkened.
"Such a luxurious ship... Could that Swordsman be Esteemed Guest of that nobleman?!"
The thought of this possibility immediately made Garp's face turn ugly.
After all, the navy is one of the strongest forces in the entire ocean, so its intelligence department is naturally not weak.
Therefore, Garp believed he was fully aware of the various ways in which those nobles behaved.
In short, out of a hundred nobles, ninety-nine should probably be killed, and the remaining one should be torn to pieces.
Therefore, Garp always kept his distance from nobles, avoiding them as much as possible.
He never expected that the Swordsman whom the Warring Sengoku asked him to win over might actually be a lackey of a nobleman.
Upon thinking about this, Garp's mood immediately soured.