Permanent Pointer and Little Garden

Da da da da da!

Although he didn't understand how these people could fire dozens of shots in a row without a magazine, Rodney still needed to dodge.

While dodging, his hands moved rapidly. Leaning against a wall, he slammed his palm on the ground, "Earth Release: Earth Style: Mud Wall!"

Suddenly, an earth wall rose from the ground, blocking all the incoming bullets.

"Water Release: Water Turbulent Wave!"

A torrent of water rushed out from behind the earth wall, flushing the group of people away like flushing a toilet.

Only a few people remained, including Mr. 8.

Seeing that his subordinates were useless, Mr. 8 snorted, "What a bunch of trash. I knew I shouldn't have let you guys do it." Seeing Rodney poke his head out, he said, "Prepare to fire!"

Gun barrels emerged from the Curly Cannon on his head.

"Firing preparations complete!"

He yanked his bow tie!

"Curly Cannon, fire!"

Bang bang bang!

Lychee-sized bullets shot out.

Rodney punched the Earth Style: Mud Wall away, colliding with the bullets, causing an explosion with a loud bang.

Soru!

A figure suddenly appeared, arriving in front of Mr. 8 and delivering a hand chop to Mr. 8's neck.

Mr. 8 was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

Rodney turned his gaze to the Bounty Hunter rushing towards him and smiled slightly, "Shadow Clone!"

Poof poof poof!

Three clones split off and charged towards the approaching crowd.

Like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, or like Madara surrounding a hundred thousand ninja alliance by himself, he beat them until they had no power to fight back.

He piled them up, slapped Mr. 8 awake, and asked, "Baroque Works?"

"You know?" Mr. 8 was surprised.

"Of course, my goal this time is you. I'm going to take you down." Rodney said with a smile, "Come on, tell me the location of your Baroque Works headquarters, or help me send a message to a few people so I can take them out."

He held a Kunai against Mr. 8's chin, "Think carefully, your little life is at stake."

"I... who exactly are you? What's your purpose?"

"Trying to trick me?" Rodney smiled, "Joestar J. Rodney. All you need to know is that I'm going to disband Baroque Works, and then... hurry up, make a decision! Or I'll kill you!"

"A Bounty Hunter from East Blue, why is he so strong with only three million Belly?"

"That's because I offended someone before. It was revoked a long time ago. Your intelligence system is really bad."

Crocus walked over with his hands behind his back, chuckling, "You won't be able to get anything out of him like that."

Rodney said, "I'll make him talk." He wasn't going to use the Sharingan just yet. He had his own ideas and wasn't in a hurry.

Mr. 8 looked at all the Bounty Hunters who had been knocked unconscious. These people were actually all members of Baroque Works. They recruited these people to build a town here to deceive naive rookie pirates.

He sighed and said, "Baroque Works is in Alabasta, but I don't know the exact location. However, you can go there and try your luck. That's all I can reveal."

He and Princess Vivi infiltrated Baroque Works together to investigate the truth. They hadn't found anything out yet. Although the man in front of him was a Bounty Hunter, he didn't know if he was trustworthy. If he ran into Baroque Works, he might expose the truth behind it.

Rodney didn't see through Mr. 8's true thoughts, and he didn't care to know. If he didn't think he was a good person, he would have just killed him. These people just wanted to get the bounty on pirates. It wouldn't be bad to use them as a sieve to prevent a group of villains from harming ordinary people.

"Alright, you're no longer of any use." He pinched Mr. 8's neck and knocked him unconscious.

"Is that it?"

"Of course not." He rummaged through Mr. 8's pockets and found what he wanted, chuckling, "Got it, got it."

In his hand, a permanent Log Pose was quietly placed.

The Log Pose recorded the magnetism of Alabasta and would always point to the location of Alabasta, never changing.

"A permanent Log Pose? How did you know he had it... did you see it again?" Crocus asked strangely.

Rodney: "Not really. It's more likely that someone from Baroque Works would carry a permanent Log Pose, so I just wanted to see if he had one."

He admitted that there was an element of gambling involved, but the key was that he guessed right.

He tossed the permanent Log Pose in his hand and said, "Old man, let's go."

"It hasn't been that long. Oh well, there's still some wine in that tavern. Let's move it."

"Let's go."

Although both of them were quite strong, they couldn't move much. They only moved half a warehouse of wine. Rodney carried Crocus on his back, and Crocus held a large wooden board on his head. The board was filled with barrels of wine, stacked like a human pyramid. They entered Laboon's mouth.

They put the wine in a warehouse inside Laboon's body and started their journey again.

Little Garden

After several days of sailing, near nightfall, Laboon stopped in front of an island, where they would spend the night.

Landing on the island, Rodney took a deep breath, inhaling a nose full of sulfur.

"There's a volcano on this island, otherwise there wouldn't be such a heavy sulfur smell," Crocus said, putting down the wine barrel on his shoulder.

"Then this should be Little Garden. The island has a volcano, and the smell is terrible." Rodney covered his nose, looking around. The trees in the forest had a Jurassic feel, much like tree ferns, along with a bunch of other strange plants.

"It's okay, you'll get used to it after a while."

"Then let's see what prey there is, for Laboon's dinner, and we'll get something to eat too." Rodney waved his hand and walked into the jungle.

"Oh, then this old man will go start a fire." Crocus thought and went to collect dry branches.

Rodney walked in the jungle, the sky was dim, and the dim yellow sunlight penetrated the gaps in the leaves, reducing visibility.

He stopped and looked up, a Sabertooth Tiger was lying on a crooked tree trunk, staring at him fiercely, its long teeth like two sharp blades, able to easily pierce his body.

"Tsk, first time seeing a Sabertooth Tiger, and a live one at that." Because the sea area was too large, the islands at sea lacked communication and developed differently.

Some were already modern societies, while others were still in ancient times.

Many islands had unique creatures that didn't exist outside the island.

And on this island, because of its special climate and location, it had a series of extinct ancient species such as dinosaurs. The Sabertooth Tiger was not even a top predator here.

Rodney thought for a while, he would hunt a big one, this Sabertooth Tiger wasn't enough for him to eat.

"Get out!" Super Strength burst out with a wave of air, scaring the Sabertooth Tiger to tuck its tail and run away.

Climbing up a tree, he looked into the distance and found a Thunder Dragon eating tree fern leaves, um, a Thunder Dragon nearly a hundred meters tall.

They were in groups, one of them was covered in old scars, with fierce eyes, and its aura was much more powerful than other Thunder Dragons. It was probably the leader.

"You're the one." Sighting his prey, Rodney flexed his fists, making cracking sounds.

Soru!

He teleported to the front of the Thunder Dragon leader.

"Power Fist!"

A mountain-splitting and rock-cracking punch hit the Thunder Dragon leader's head violently, knocking the Thunder Dragon leader to the ground without any surprise. The Thunder Dragon leader's body crashed to the ground like a mountain collapsing.

"Want to die?" Rodney asked, looking at the Thunder Dragons.

The Thunder Dragons shook their heads and hurried away.

"Well, the old man and I will eat the thighs, and then Laboon should be able to eat the whole thing." Laboon's body was huge, and he ate a lot every meal, so this little bit would only fill his stomach, and Laboon would have to Gari the rest himself.

Dragging the Thunder Dragon's body, one, two, three times...

Uh, it's a bit difficult. It's tiring to drag this guy even in the Super Strength state.

Boom boom boom!

Thunder rumbled, causing Rodney to look up, "Is it raining?"

A Giant wearing armor and holding a sharp axe and round shield appeared, blocking the sunlight, and saw the fallen Thunder Dragon leader and Rodney dragging it. He asked strangely, "Humans?"

His voice was like thunder, and he asked curiously, "Have humans come here again? Human, do you have wine?"

"Yes, do you want to drink?"

The Giant laughed in his unique way, "Ga ba ba ba, great! Let me help you, you come to my hand."

"Okay!" Rodney jumped onto his pickup truck-sized palm and pointed the way, "Go that way."

"Ga ba ba ba, let's go!" Dragging the Thunder Dragon, he walked away with Rodney.