The New God of the Empty Island, Beelzebul

The Shandia people sleep very soundly.

In just two days, they had been knocked unconscious several times in a row by Conqueror's Haki, and it wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that the Shandia Warriors, led by Calpa, began to wake up one after another.

Not far away, Seven Taro and Mihawk were sparring.

Neither using Haki nor Flying Slash sword energy, they simply clashed with pure sword strikes.

Clang~ Clang~ Clang~

Watching the two figures locked in combat, Calpa couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder Seven Taro has grown so strong."

While they were still asleep, he had already started training. From now on, the Shandia Warriors must catch up to the pace of Great Warrior Seven Taro.

Time to grind!!!

Sensing that the warriors were gradually waking up, Seven Taro ended his sparring session with Mihawk and led the Shandia army toward the Skypiea territory ruled by Gan Fall.

His only goal was to be crowned the new god of Skypiea as quickly as possible.

Consolidating resources while continuing to grow stronger.

It had been over a month since he activated the system, yet he had only obtained one Gorilla Fruit and sold it for 1200 points...

The efficiency was far too low.

In truth, the current god of Skypiea, Gan Fall, had been trying to smooth over the hatred between the Skypieans and the Shandia people, hoping for peaceful coexistence between the two races.

But Gan Fall lacked the personal strength to suppress them as forcefully as Seven Taro could, bulldozing his way through everything.

Not convinced? He'd beat you until you were.

Seven Taro was no soft-hearted fool drowning in misplaced compassion. Back when he first transmigrated, he saw everyone around him as nothing more than paper cutouts.

His pride ran deep.

It wasn't until he failed to make a living and struggled just to survive that he finally faced reality and abandoned any wishful thinking.

This was a living, breathing world.

The reason he pushed for peace between the Shandia people and the Skypieans was simply that Skypiea was rich in resources—not only vast amounts of gold but also all kinds of shells.

It was perfect for development while earning points.

Upon hearing Seven Taro's intentions, Gan Fall not only refused but even rallied the Skypiean warriors to resist with a roar.

"Skypieans will never be slaves!"

When amicable negotiation failed, Seven Taro drew his Paired Saber. Thunderstorms roared across the sky, intertwining with the red-and-black Haki.

As the two forces struck, the Skypiean soldiers collapsed into sleep one after another, leaving only Gan Fall standing in place, his body smoking black from the lightning strike.

Gan Fall plopped down onto the ground.

"Seven Taro, you hit way too hard."

"Sorry."

Seven Taro only then realized that old Gan had let the Skypieans witness the gap in strength, to prevent them from harboring thoughts of rebellion in the future.

Gan Fall waved his hand, his face unreadable—whether in dejection or relief.

"I hope you can become a worthy god. Otherwise, even if I'm no match for you, I will lead my people in resistance."

Letting an outsider like Seven Taro become the god of Skypiea was a compromise Gan Fall made out of helplessness.

If the Skypiean warriors had been able to take down Seven Taro just now, the outcome would have been different.

Unfortunately, not only did they fail to take him down, but the gap in strength was utterly terrifying.

With just one glare from him, all his people collapsed.

As for refusing and leading his people to fight to the death?

Gan Fall believed that Seven Taro wouldn't hesitate to show the Skypieans what real pirates were like.

Pirates were no saints.

Seven Taro smiled. "I've always believed in democracy."

What was democracy? Equality among those above you, and clear hierarchy among those below.

Gan Fall nodded. "I hope so."

"Then," Seven Taro said, looking at the Doctor, "wake them up. We're having a banquet!"

The root of the hatred between the two races lay in the extreme scarcity of land above the White Sea, leading to uneven resource distribution.

How to solve it?

Seven Taro didn't have any concrete plan yet.

But even if he did, he would only be responsible for setting the direction. The actual implementation would have to rely on Gan Fall and Calpa.

Before that, though, wine and barbecue came first.

If one feast wasn't enough, they'd have two.

While the cooks were busy slaughtering cattle and sheep, Seven Taro asked Gan Fall for different types of Sky Island Shells.

"Shells? Seven... my lord, a man like you still needs such external tools?"

Though confused, Gan Fall still obeyed the current Sky Island god's orders and had dozens of types of shells brought over.

"This is a Laser Dial..."

As Gan Fall introduced the functions of various shells to Seven, the Doctor quietly edged closer.

"My lord, regarding your divine title?"

The image from the vision—that figure showing only a side profile and jawline—flashed before his eyes, and Seven smiled faintly.

"Mikoto Shinsondai Goshodono."

"Divine title: Thunder God."

Gan Fall nodded thoughtfully. "I'll work with the priests to spread your divine title to every corner of Sky Island as soon as possible."

Using the excuse of taking a bath, Seven grabbed the Sky Island Shells and slipped into the bathroom.

Leaving Loguetown and drifting all the way to Sky Island, the time for harvest had finally come.

As combat resources that could be reused, if Sky Island Shells were priced too high, they'd be hard to sell.

But if priced too low, it felt like a loss.

Seven thought it over briefly, referencing the 1,000-point price of the Flying Cape, edited the info, and listed ten types of shells on the Trading Platform one by one.

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[Laser Dial: 1,000 points. Concealed laser blade; can cleave a giant tree in one strike.]
[Flash Shell: 1,000 points. Emits blinding light to disrupt enemy vision; essential for ambushes.]
[Impact Shell: 1,000 points. Absorbs and releases impact; compact yet powerful, with strong recoil. Use with caution.]
[Impact Dial: 10,000 points. Extinct shell type; ten times the power of an Impact Shell.]
[Slash Shell: 1,000 points. Unleash a slash at will. Want to become a swordsman?]
[Wind Spray Shell: 1,000 points. Extinct shell type; combines offense and mobility.]
[Water Shell: 500 points. Portable water storage tool; stores and sprays water.]
[Heat Shell: 500 points. Portable cooking tool; absorbs heat and releases it.]
[Flame Shell: 1,000 points. Flame-Flame Fruit? Even a dog wouldn't eat it.]
[Octopus Hot Air Balloon: 1,000 points. Sky Island specialty; for high-altitude survival.]

Since Sky Island Shells weren't widely used out on the sea, Seven's pricing strategy was a bit aggressive—several times higher than the direct-purchase system's prices.

His main approach was a tentative offer.

After all, there were only a few days left in the month; next month, the consignment count would reset.

And who knew—maybe a traveler from another world happened to need them?

"Ding. Your consigned item: Water Shell, purchased by an apocalypse user. Earned 450 points. Current balance: 716 points."

"Ding. Your consigned item: Laser Dial, purchased by an apocalypse user. Earned 900 points. Current balance: 1,616 points."

"Ding. Your consigned item: Flame Shell, purchased by a Naruto user. Earned 900 points. Current balance: 2,516 points."

"Ding. Your consigned item: Flash Shell, purchased by a Naruto user. Earned 900 points. Current balance: 3,416 points."

The consecutive chimes left Seven stunned for a few seconds, then he started chuckling nonstop.

"Tsk tsk tsk, exposed."

Seven hadn't expected that after selling a consigned item, it would reveal which world the buyer came from.

That meant his purchase of Dream One Heart was definitely known to that iron-headed fool in Teyvat.

"Let you fucking show off!"

"Sweet!!!"

With over 3,000 points earned, Seven was in a great mood and even started reflecting: maybe his pricing for Sky Island Shells was too conservative.

"That guy from the Naruto world probably has a big demand for elemental shells like the Flame Shell."

"Next month, I'll double the price."