"Fufu~ Unfortunately, my parents passed away long ago, and I have no idea if I still have an uncle named Ben," Doflamingo said. "My lord, we are approaching the Sabaody Archipelago."
At this moment, Zhu Mang kept his speed relatively low to accommodate the pace of his meal ticket.
A strange island indeed appeared ahead.
It was an island formed by 79 massive Yarukiman Mangroves, and as such, the entire island was divided into several zones based on the numbering of these trees.
Zones 1–29 were the Lawless Area, filled with all sorts of dark, illicit activities like human trafficking, and Celestial Dragons were frequently spotted there.
Zones 30–39 were the leisure area, containing entertainment venues such as the Soap Park and soap playgrounds.
Zones 40–49 were the sightseeing area, home to various specialty shops.
Zones 50–59 were the shipyards, the gathering place for coating artisans.
Zones 60–69 were the Marine base and the offices of World Government agencies.
Zones 70–79 were the hotel district and the like.
Doflamingo introduced these common facts to Zhu Mang.
Ordinarily, upon arriving at the Sabaody Archipelago, he would first visit the Lawless Area, then head to the Marine base to board a ship for Marineford.
—Although he could fly himself, who would choose to travel manually when they could enjoy the comfort of a ship?
As for why he traveled on his own from Dressrosa?
That was because he had some matters to handle along the way that could not be known to the Marines.
For instance, stopping by Punk Hazard to knock some sense into a certain Gas Man who was always up to no good.
Of course, now, things were different.
Heaven and earth were vast, but Lord Gebinz was the greatest.
Doflamingo had his own little schemes; he decided to do his utmost to recruit this "country bumpkin powerhouse" into his family, thereby strengthening the Donquixote Family's power.
Therefore, their destination for this trip was the 35th Mangrove zone.
This was a street of gourmet food, where even several chefs who had won championships on Chef Island were cooking.
It was currently high noon, and the sun was shining brightly.
The resin domes of the Sabaody Archipelago steamed under the midday sun, creating a seven-colored halo that shrouded the entire island in a dreamlike, iridescent mist.
Beneath the canopy supported by the crimson giant trees, countless bubbles rose from the damp, mossy ground, refracting colorful light spots that drifted higher and higher before popping with a "snap"—a truly novel sight.
Only here did Zhu Mang feel as if he were truly inside a manga.
Aside from manga, perhaps no other work could feature such a dreamlike and aesthetic scene.
However, this dreamlike feeling was quickly pulled back to reality.
Zhu Mang's gaze caught some darkness that even such a scene could not conceal.
It was the sound coming from the nearby 43rd Mangrove zone.
That should have been the coating port.
Amidst the crisp sounds of coating artisans hammering at the resin, the heavy clanking of shackles was mixed in.
Occasionally, shrill and short screams could be heard.
Yes, this was the pirate world—a world wrapped in the candy coating of dreams, yet filled with darkness and pain inside.
Perhaps, every world was like this.
"Lord Gebinz, we have arrived," Doflamingo bowed slightly and gestured for him to enter. "Conditions are limited, so please bear with it for now. Once we reach Dressrosa, I will host you properly."
In fact, he had already booked the best Sabaody Restaurant here in advance.
The cost alone was enough to bankrupt a small pirate crew.
But for Doflamingo, who wanted to win over Zhu Mang, this fell far short of his psychological expectations.
It was a pity that conditions were limited.
He actually had some businesses in the Lawless Area of the Sabaody Archipelago, but those were primarily arms deals, and this lord before him clearly wouldn't be interested in that.
In the lobby of the Sabaody Restaurant, Doflamingo held a glass of red wine, but he had barely taken a few sips, for he was now completely captivated by the terrifying scene in the hall.
On a table in the center of the lobby, formed by pushing several tables together, stacks of empty plates were piled high.
Three waiters worked together to bring a freshly roasted suckling pig to the table, and the piping hot pig was immediately grabbed by a single hand.
Crunch, crunch—
That terrifying glutton with a long tail tore a long rib along with the meat directly from the suckling pig with his mouth, then rapidly pulverized it into paste and swallowed it.
His Adam's apple rolled as if he were swallowing iron balls, his bulging cheeks stretched so tight that the veins behind his ears throbbed, and the sound of chewing mixed with the cracking of bone shards sounded like a symphony from hell. The waiters hurriedly grabbed the empty plates from the table and fled in a panic.
"M... My lord, there are no more ingredients..." The manager of the Sabaody Restaurant approached Doflamingo, wiping the sweat from his forehead while speaking cautiously.
He couldn't possibly fail to recognize the famous Heavenly Yaksha.
And it was precisely because he recognized him that he was now terrified.
This was one of the Shichibukai.
His notoriety preceded him.
"Do you want me to turn you into an ingredient? Go! Buy it from a nearby restaurant! Do I need to teach you how to do your job? Fufufu~" Doflamingo clearly did not treat the others with the same kindness he showed Zhu Mang, immediately reverting to his usual vile self.
"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Heavenly Yaksha, I will handle it immediately..." The shop manager scrambled away to make arrangements.
"Fufufu~ As expected of the fierce Gebinz, even your appetite is truly astonishing," Doflamingo did not find the scene before him the least bit unsightly.
Although this meal had already cost him over ten million Beli, the more Zhu Mang ate, the happier he became.
For Zhu Mang, this meal was nothing short of heavenly.
It was perhaps the most delicious meal he had ever eaten in his life!
Back on Earth before he transmigrated, even though he was born in a country famous for its cuisine, as an ordinary corporate slave, how much good food could he really have tasted?
Later, after arriving in the world of Dragon Ball and becoming a Saiyan, things became even more miserable.
Saiyans only had two things to eat: first, the nutrient solution distributed by the Frieza Force, which was packed with energy and filling, but the taste...
Second, they would eat whatever they could find on the spot while conquering planets.
Sometimes, they even ate aliens that didn't look quite like them...
Come to think of it, every Saiyan was a glutton.
And there were thousands to tens of thousands of such gluttons on Planet Vegeta (the total Saiyan population was in the tens of thousands, but most of the time, the majority were out on missions conquering planets).
If they were to eat the way Zhu Mang was eating now, even a few thousand Saiyans would consume more food than could be transported by spaceship every day.
Furthermore, most Saiyans actually preferred fighting and disliked wasting time on something as meaningless as eating.
This had led to Zhu Mang living a miserable life for several days after his transmigration.
But it was precisely because of this that he managed to trick a high-class female Saiyan warrior with a combat power of five thousand into bed... Ahem.
Besides.
The world of One Piece was truly outstanding when it came to gourmet food.
There were all kinds of dreamlike ingredients here, along with unique culinary techniques that provided an exquisite sensory experience for the palate.
It seemed that, in addition to Devil Fruits, he had gained another goal for his journey through the world of One Piece.
To eat his way through all the delicacies of this world!
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