The Going Merry soon reached shore, and the fish-man undead serving as sailors dropped anchor and furled the sails.
Everyone jumped off the ship and looked around curiously.
Residents of all shapes and sizes emerged from the cake houses, gazing back at them with equal curiosity.
"What's going on here?"
Sanji slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, staring at the residents of all different races before him with confusion.
"It's like a melting pot of races."
Ordinary humans, fish-men, Tontatta, Longarm Tribe, Long Leg Tribe...
Nearly every race they knew about was represented here. There were even some they couldn't name, like the Snake-Neck Tribe and the Mink Tribe.
"Mm, it really is a fascinating sight."
Robin nodded and said calmly, "They say Whole Cake Island is Big Mom's ideal nation, founded so that all races could coexist. I didn't expect the rumors to be true."
"All races living together!"
Chopper's eyes lit up. "That's amazing! Big Mom sounds like a really nice person."
During his two years of training, the tribe on the island where he lived and the giant birds in the mountains had been fighting for years because of a misunderstanding.
It was only after he arrived and cleared things up that the humans and giant birds on the island began to live in peace.
Given the differences in thought, culture, and habits, it wasn't easy for different races to coexist. Chopper couldn't help but form a better impression of Big Mom.
"That flag... Could it be?"
"It's the Straw Hat Crew!"
A cry of surprise rose from the crowd. At last, one of the residents recognized their flag.
"Do you still remember me, Straw Hat Kid?!"
A pale-skinned man with slicked-back hair and a tongue that stuck out of his mouth like a snake emerged from