"Do you want my treasure? If you do, you can have it all. Go and find it! I left all my treasure there."
In the Sea Prism Calendar year 1498, Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King who had conquered the Grand Line and the seas, uttered those final words before his execution, ushering in the Great Pirate Era.
The entire world also entered its most turbulent and chaotic age.
The Great Pirate Era was chaotic. Even with the Marines as a violent organization, they could only manage the first half of the Grand Line. The New World became the pirates' domain, while the Four Seas were known as the pirates' paradise.
Sea Prism Calendar year 1517
East Blue
It had always been known as the weakest sea. Although it was called the weakest sea, quite a few ruthless figures had been born there: Pirate King Roger, Marine Hero Garp, the World's Worst Criminal, Revolutionary Army leader Dragon, the Revolutionary Army's second-in-command Sabo, and the future Pirate King Luffy...
Why call it weak? The strongest man in East Blue wasn't a pirate but a bandit—the Bandit King Higuma, who wielded a wine bottle against one of the Four Emperors and trampled the future Pirate King!
He had beaten a Shichibukai whenever he pleased. It was truly terrifying.
There was also the King of the Coast, who didn't give the Face Giver any face at all. He even took one of his arms and nearly killed the future Pirate King, forcing Shanks to flee East Blue with his men overnight.
Besides, this was Marine Hero Garp's hometown. Garp often returned home to visit his family, and whenever he encountered a pirate he disliked, he would casually deal with him. As a result, the rising stars of the pirate world were all shot down by him before they could even shine.
"So, in the end, it's always humans who shoot down the stars." Rodney muttered to himself as he looked at the scar-faced brawny man holding a banquet with his sailors on the deck. He sneered. "The Saw Pirates' leader, Scarface Locke, has a bounty of four and a half million Berries. Is four and a half million still a D-Rank Mission? Though Mission Rank is assessed according to danger, this guy isn't particularly dangerous."
"Today, I'll take you all down." As he spoke, he hoisted a barrel of wine half his height and walked forward.
"Oh, Jack! Is the wine here yet?" The scar-faced brawny man was none other than the leader of the Saw Pirates, the vicious man known as Scarface Locke. Two days earlier, they had robbed a village.
They had made a huge profit there, then burned the entire village to the ground before leaving, leaving countless innocent villagers homeless.
He was a bloodthirsty and brutal man.
Rodney wore an obvious fawning expression as he bowed and scraped. "Yes, Captain. This is your favorite rum. Come, I'll pour it for you myself."
"Gahahaha, you're a smart kid!" Scarface Locke cackled. His laughter sounded no different from a drake's, and he was quite pleased by Rodney's obsequious behavior.
The sailors below curled their lips. They looked down on Rodney for flattering the captain, but who could blame him when the captain favored him now?
Scarface Locke took the face-washing-sized wine cup from Rodney's hands and gulped down the rum. Seeing that he had finished, Rodney smiled at the other pirates and said, "Everyone, don't just stand there! This is good wine we bought today!"
Scarface Locke cackled. "Jack's right. Drink up!"
With him taking the lead, the pirates below were no longer reserved. Each of them eagerly wanted a taste of the fine wine.
At sea, the one thing pirates could never go without was alcohol.
Many pirates suffered from alcohol dependence. Alcohol was easier to preserve at sea than fresh water. It could also make people forget their troubles, disinfect wounds, ward off the cold, boost courage when necessary, and let them drown themselves in drunkenness.
The pirates on the sea were basically all drunkards.
When they saw the good wine, its aroma hooked out every craving in their bellies. Gulp after gulp, the barrel was soon empty.
Seeing that everyone had drunk the wine, Rodney smiled. Scarface Locke suddenly said, "The wine's gone, Jack. Hurry, hurry, bring me a few more barrels, or else I... Hm? What's going on? Why can't I move my body?"
Scarface Locke was instantly alarmed. He felt his body stiffen. Everything below his neck went limp and numb, and even his jaw was gradually losing strength. When he looked at his men, they were the same, their faces wearing dreamy expressions. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought they were drunk.
"Jack? Is it you?!" He had at least traveled the seas before, so he immediately understood what was happening.
Rodney smiled. "Sorry, Scarface Locke. I dealt with that guy named Jack yesterday. He's probably in the King of the Coast's stomach by now. By tonight, he should have become one with the seabed."
"Who the hell are you?" Scarface Locke shouted. He had never expected someone to infiltrate his ship. No, that wasn't right—they had been at sea these past two days. How had this person gotten aboard?
"Haha, let me show you who I am." Rodney laughed. With a sudden bang, white smoke appeared beneath his feet and enveloped his entire body.
When the smoke dispersed, it revealed a rather handsome young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen. He had a slender build—not as exaggerated as Scarface Locke and his men, who were often two or three meters tall. He wore a jacket and blue sandals that exposed his toes.
A short blade was strapped to his thigh, and a small cloth pouch hung behind his waist.
Scarface Locke was startled when he saw Rodney's true appearance.
Rodney was rather pleased by his reaction. Have I already reached the point where people can recognize me just by my face?
"Who are you?"
Rodney: "..."
Never mind. Why bother arguing with a dying man? Scarface Locke spat a thick glob of phlegm at him. It landed nearby. "Ptooey! What kind of skill is poisoning? If you've got the guts, let me go! Let's see if I, Scarface Locke, don't beat you to death! I'll show you what this great master can do!"
Rodney took a kunai from his waist pouch and said, "Anesthetic really is useful. I don't even need to lift a finger. Scarface Locke, I'll accept your four-and-a-half-million-Berry head."
"That weapon... You're the pirate hunter Joestar J. Rodney?!"
Scarface Locke immediately recalled the recent rumors on the sea. A pirate hunter named Joestar J. Rodney had been using strange weapons to hunt pirates. He stopped at nothing—poisoning, assassination, anything. Quite a few pirates had already fallen into his hands.
Every time, he handed over the entire ship to the Marines. Aside from that name and the strange weapons left at the scene, the portrait circulated by the Marines looked... more or less like the man before him.
"Oh? You know me. Then I don't need to introduce myself. You're under arrest, Scarface Locke." Rodney casually threw the kunai in his hand, striking Scarface Locke directly in the eye socket.
"Ahhh!" Scarface Locke's scream rang out. Unfortunately, he could do nothing. He could only watch helplessly as his life ebbed away without feeling any pain. The anesthetic had already numbed him to pain, and soon afterward, he could no longer speak either.
A light screen that only Rodney could see appeared before him.
Host: Joestar J. Rodney Race: Human Level: Genin Attributes: Wind, Fire, Water, Lightning, Earth, Yin, Yang Ninjutsu: Great Fireball, Phoenix Sage Fire, Water Clone, Three Basic Jutsu, Earth Style: Mud Wall, Double Suicide Decapitation Technique, Healing Technique Taijutsu: Uchiha Shurikenjutsu, Shadow of the Dancing Leaf, Konoha Whirlwind, Konoha Great Whirlwind, Eight Inner Gates! Kekkei Genkai: None Mission Points: 260. Mission: Kill the Saw Pirates' captain, Scarface Locke. Mission Rank: D Reward: 100 Mission Points. Status: Completed.
One Hundred Mission Points had been credited. As a transmigrator, he had become a transmigrator in this One Piece World. What the hell was the Naruto System doing in the One Piece World?
He had been playing a Naruto game while watching One Piece. Then, because he was an unlucky player, he had smashed his phone in a fit of rage. The phone exploded, and he died.
After transmigrating, not even the chickens and dogs were spared!
Fortunately, he had obtained a Golden Finger. The Naruto System possessed all kinds of flashy Taijutsu from the Naruto world, which required Mission Points to exchange for and master.
Once his Golden Finger had arrived, he had walked out of the village and become an honorable pirate hunter.
For Mission Points and strength, he specifically hunted the scum who stirred up trouble, burned, killed, and looted across the seas.
Unlike the Straw Hat Pirates, who were little different from adventurers, pirates were pirates. They followed their desires and committed every evil under the sun. Their crimes were countless, so Rodney felt no psychological burden killing them.
These scumbags, who wasted air while alive, wasted land when dead, and polluted the water when thrown into the sea, deserved to die.
"Scarface Locke's four and a half million, plus the first mate, second mate, and the rest of the people aboard... I should be able to scrape together six million. Six million, and an Explosive Tag costs thirty thousand each. I'll buy a hundred first."
An Explosive Tag cost three hundred ryo in the Naruto world. One ryo was worth three hundred Japanese yen, and the purchasing power of Berries was about the same as the yen, so each one cost thirty thousand.
Whenever he thought of Naruto's Richest Woman Konan's six hundred billion Explosive Tags, Rodney couldn't help sighing. "Money really does let you do whatever you want."
Sure enough, he still had to make money. I'm going to become the Man of Naruto!
I'll definitely become the Hokage!
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