Encountering Doflamingo

Zhu Mang leaped into the air.

He had intended to catch something to eat on this small island first, but he discovered that the island he had landed on was surprisingly tiny, roughly the size of an ordinary small village. Aside from a few craggy trees and bare rocks, there was basically nothing on it.

With no other choice, he had to head into the sea to catch a fish.

Zhu Mang took off the combat suit he was wearing and placed it on a nearby rock.

This was a benefit provided within the Frieza Force; it possessed high defensive capabilities and flexibility, and could expand dozens of times without tearing, making it the most suitable attire for a Saiyan.

After transmigrating, Zhu Mang knew that the scouters contained monitoring devices, so he rarely wore that gadget, but he had no such concerns regarding the combat suit.

He wished he could wear several layers of them.

Unfortunately, he was only a low-class warrior and did not have the qualifications to possess that many.

A short while later, he hauled several strange-looking fish up from the sea.

"What a pity. If I had known I would transmigrate to the world of One Piece, I should have brought the scouter along," Zhu Mang felt a bit regretful now.

So what if the scouter had a monitoring device?

Could it really monitor him all the way to the One Piece world?

He had this thought mainly because he had experienced great inconvenience while trying to catch fish underwater just now.

Trying to spot large fish with the naked eye while underwater was truly quite difficult.

Furthermore, a scouter could allow him to discern the strength of enemies and allies, helping him avoid any unexpected pitfalls.

He controlled the ki within his body, preparing to roast the fish.

He aimed his hand at the pile of dry branches on the ground.

BOOM!

The dry branches turned to ash, and a crater appeared on the ground.

Zhu Mang: ...

Try again.

BOOM!

Another crater.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

After more than a dozen craters appeared in the ground in succession, Zhu Mang chose to give up.

His ki only possessed destructive power; it lacked the ability to ignite firewood.

However, if he remembered correctly, shouldn't ki also be able to roast things directly?

Young Goku used the Kamehameha to roast an octopus, didn't he?

Zhu Mang thought for a moment and aimed his hand at the fish to the side.

And so...

The first fish turned directly into ash.

Try again.

BOOM!

The second fish was still burnt to a crisp.

Try again.

Try again...

A while later, Zhu Mang looked speechlessly at the sole surviving, pitch-black fish in his hand.

"Damn it, couldn't you have let me go to Earth or Yardrat for advanced training to learn micro-control of ki before transmigrating?"

Although Saiyans had what was called "early childhood education," it was actually just brutal combat training.

In reality, it wasn't just the Saiyans; in Dragon Ball, with the exception of a very small minority—such as Earthlings, Namekians, and Yardratians—most beings' application of ki was limited to the level of simply "using" it.

It couldn't be considered a technique at all.

There were many reasons for this phenomenon.

One very important reason was that the ki within the bodies of beings in the universe was simply too vast.

Take the Saiyans, for example.

Within the Saiyan race, warriors were divided into "low-class warriors" and "high-class warriors" based on their combat power at birth.

And one of the criteria for defining a low-class warrior was having a combat power of less than 100 at birth.

However, this so-called "extremely low" actually referred to a combat power under 100 at birth.

What kind of concept is that?

According to the original Dragon Ball system, the protagonist Son Goku only had a combat power of 10 when he first met Bulma, and it didn't reach 100+ until he participated in the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament.

By that time, he had undergone significant, bitter training and was already considered one of the top experts on Earth.

Yet, among the Saiyans, he was merely a low-level warrior rated as having "low talent" at birth.

He was the type of existence meant to be a follower, or even cannon fodder and a grunt.

Not to mention those beings with combat powers reaching tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of millions.

The amount of ki contained within their bodies had reached an extremely massive level.

When the quantity is that large, one doesn't think about conserving it.

Conversely, because Earthlings have so little ki in their bodies, they try every possible way to push every single bit of it to its limit.

"Sigh!"

Zhu Mang felt melancholy for a moment, sighed, and shoved the charred fish into his mouth.

He had originally wanted to learn from Gohan and use ki to roast meat to eat.

Forget it, he would just make do to pad his stomach and find an inhabited island to have a proper meal later.

He wolfed down a few bites, trying to trick the hunger in his stomach.

Unexpectedly, perhaps because he had become a Saiyan, his appetite had also become incredibly, incredibly large.

Just this one fish—and he called himself a Saiyan? It wasn't even enough to get stuck between his teeth!

But looking at the pile of charred fish on the ground that he truly couldn't bring himself to eat, Zhu Mang was speechless.

"No, I have to find an inhabited island! At the very least, a pirate ship will do!" Zhu Mang immediately decided he didn't want to stay on this island for another second.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

He didn't even want to eat beef anymore, and he was stuck here eating this stuff?

BOOM!

Zhu Mang put on his combat suit, grabbed the stack of bounty posters beside him, shot into the air, and left the island in the blink of an eye.

"It was this way, right?"

After flying forward like a headless fly for a while, Zhu Mang suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He scratched his head and looked at the endless sea in all directions, feeling a bit troubled.

"Damn it, I'm an idiot. I should have 'borrowed' a Log Pose or something from him. At the very least, I should have asked if this is the Four Blues, the Grand Line, or the New World... Great, now I'm completely in the dark."

Although his flight speed was very fast, if he knew his exact location, he might be able to reach his destination before long.

But the problem lay in the unique geographical structure of the pirate world.

He remembered that the old thief Oda mentioned in an SBS that the "distribution of land in the pirate world is extremely uneven," which meant that the islands were basically not in a straight line but distributed in a messy and random fashion.

If his flight path happened to pass through the middle of the line connecting two islands, he might end up flying in the sky forever...

Huh?

That's not right either.

The [Red Line] is 10,000 meters high and definitely very conspicuous. Furthermore, this thing intersects perpendicularly with the [Grand Line], and coupled with the [Calm Belt], which has a special environment, it divides the world into the four seas: East, West, North, and South.

Therefore, as long as he found the 10,000-meter-high Red Line or the windless Calm Belt, he could at least confirm his general area... probably.

Damn it!

He really should have kept him alive back then.

Zhu Mang rubbed his stomach.

For a big eater, the feeling of being hungry was truly unbearable.

Should he go back down and catch another fish?

Just as Zhu Mang looked at the seawater below, debating whether to hurry on his way or eat first, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

The guy was wearing a pink feather coat, had short blonde hair, and wore a pair of sunglasses with red lenses. At that moment, he was constantly reaching out his hands, shooting out strands of nearly transparent thread. These threads landed on the clouds, supporting his body as he flew past.

It was a truly strange way to travel.

But for Zhu Mang at this moment, it was an unexpected surprise.

It was like being on the verge of starving to death in a desert and suddenly seeing an oasis!

Such an obvious outfit, such an obvious Devil Fruit ability!

Anyone who had seen the New World arc of One Piece could immediately recognize this guy's identity.

One of the Shichibukai, the Heavenly Yaksha, the villainous boss of the Dressrosa arc in the original work: Donquixote Doflamingo!

"Hmm?"

Just as Zhu Mang saw him, Doflamingo clearly also saw Zhu Mang, who was hovering in the air and acting somewhat strangely.

"Fufufufu~ Not a Marine, and not a pirate. To be able to float in the air without any external objects... did you eat the Golden Lion's Float-Float Fruit?"