Sky Island Birka

This is a magical land.

The clouds are level with the horizon, and the azure sky seems within reach. What I'm stepping on isn't soil, but snow-white clouds. A gentle breeze caresses my face, bringing a pleasant coolness. Uniquely shaped coconut trees stand tall on the white sandy beach, and a few flat fish dart out from the clouds, scattering droplets of water. The residents, with happy smiles and wings like angels, work diligently in the small town, greeting everyone with "Hasso."

Besides constantly pushing his limits, Ron's only other hobby was watching anime, so it only took him three minutes to figure out the current situation.

He had transmigrated.

The reason was unknown.

This was the One Piece World, Sky Island.

Then...

"I told you it was a misunderstanding! Why do I have to be executed, you bastards?!"

Dada dada!

In the not-so-bustling town, ahead, a figure was fleeing in panic, followed by several strangely dressed soldiers wielding spears. Ron knocked over a street vendor, pushed aside passersby, and charged forward with his head down.

"Yikes! A Blue Sea Person!"

"Stop! Don't run if you've got guts!"

"Hurry up! Capture him, and the Lord will reward you handsomely!"

For a moment, the street was filled with shouts, chaos, and lively commotion!

Ron was also helpless about the soldiers behind him wanting to capture and execute him.

If you're going to transmigrate, fine. Thousands of transmigrators appear on Earth every day; the transmigrator army has long occupied the multiverse, so one more or one less doesn't matter.

But to fall directly from the sky after transmigrating, who could handle that?!

He was just an ordinary person. Falling headfirst from five meters high, with his spine taking the impact, would leave him crippled even if he didn't die!

The good news was that Ron didn't die when he fell headfirst. But the bad news was... he landed on a fat man dressed in opulent clothes, surrounded by guards, who clearly looked like trouble!

Ron, a large man weighing 90 kilograms, plummeted from a height of five meters. Under the acceleration of gravity, his head collided directly with the fat man's.

After a "Duang!" sound, Ron, due to his special physique, only felt a dizzying sensation. The fat man, however, let out a foolish laugh, fell to the ground with a "plop," and his blood quickly stained the white cloud ground. He stopped breathing within moments.

He wasn't someone who hadn't killed before.

When he stumbled upon poachers, he was forced to kill five in three days. When he found treasure in the rainforest, he killed the others to keep it all for himself, although they had made the first move.

But to be killed by his own falling body, who could have imagined?

Such an experience was truly novel!

And it happened in front of so many people...

Looking at the stunned guards around him, Ron scratched the back of his head, smiling awkwardly, "Would you believe me if I said it was an accident?"

"He... he killed Lord Sisco! Seize him!!"

"Capture the Blue Sea assassin and execute him by Cloud Drifting Flow!"

Ron knew what the "Cloud Drifting Flow" the Sky Islanders with white chicken wings were talking about was. It was Sky Island's unique form of capital punishment, where the condemned was placed on a small island cloud and left to drift in the sky with nothing to grasp, a ten-thousand-meter drop below. They couldn't reach land and would eventually starve or die of thirst, similar to the sea punishments used by coastal nations and pirates in the Middle Ages, exiling criminals to the sea.

"No, listen to me explain... Holy crap, you're serious?!"

He intended to argue, but an arrow whistling past his ear made Ron realize that reasoning was futile. Running was the only option!

A chase ensued. Relying on his strong physique, honed by constantly challenging his limits, Ron fled madly.

Sky Island was barren and sparsely populated. Soon, he passed through the town and entered the blank cloud area. The soldiers, no longer hesitant about missing, drew their bows and fired in unison.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Arrows flew, their whistling piercingly sharp. Ron dodged them like a slippery snake, narrowly avoiding being hit.

"Hoo... hoo... I can't anymore, not enough oxygen... so tired!"

Ron ran, panting, his vision beginning to dim. Every step felt as difficult as wading through mud.

In the One Piece World, naturally formed Sky Islands were at least 5,000 meters above sea level, with outrageously low oxygen concentrations!

An ordinary person suddenly transported from sea level to this altitude, even without altitude sickness, would experience symptoms like cerebral hypoxia and difficulty breathing during continuous running due to insufficient oxygen-carrying capacity of red blood cells.

If it weren't for his frequent trips to Tibet and even climbing Mount Everest once, his body would have adapted to the environment, coupled with his physical condition, Ron would have collapsed long ago.

This was like running on Mount Everest!

Putting aside whether the conditions allowed for running, one would die without an oxygen tank at that altitude!

However, the Sky Islanders were accustomed to the oxygen concentration here. In this harsh environment, even without training, their bodies were much stronger than Earthlings by adulthood. As Ron was about to collapse from lack of oxygen, his pursuers behind him were full of vigor.

"Watch out! The shrine is ahead!"

"Stop him! We can't let the Blue Sea Person enter the shrine!"

Suddenly, the shouts of the soldiers behind him jolted Ron from his semi-conscious state. He forced himself to open his eyes and saw, at the end of the road ahead, a structure resembling an altar more than a shrine on an island cloud.

"Huh, what's that? A person?"

Ron let out a soft exclamation. Peeking through the low wall, he noticed a figure sitting in the corner of the shrine, hugging their knees with their head buried between them. And...

Unlike the Sky Islanders chasing him from behind, this person, like himself, had no wings on his back!

"Finally, I've met one of my own kind... Big brother, save me!"

Ron shouted in surprise. Diverting disaster was always the best method for escape.

It wasn't that Ron couldn't die on Sky Island, but he didn't want to die at the hands of a bunch of weaklings.

This would be an insult to his past principles!

The sudden shout startled the person, who looked up in panic. He seemed to have been asleep, his eyes still a bit dazed as he opened them.

However, upon noticing the Sky Islanders behind him, the person immediately jumped up.

"No... it wasn't me... I didn't mean to..."

Seeing this, Ron suddenly had a bad feeling. He had intended to divert the disaster, but this person seemed like a coward. Moreover, besides that, the other person looked familiar! Even with that messy explosion of hair, he looked a bit different from Ron's memory...

The next second, the soldiers behind him roared in anger.

"Enel! It's you again, you bastard!!!"

"Get out of the shrine! Freak!"

"Desecrating the shrine! Unforgivable!"

"We can't let him off this time! Execute him with Cloud Drifting Flow!"

Zzzzt...

Ron slammed on the brakes, kicking up a trail of dust, and stopped in front of the person with the explosion of hair, utterly bewildered.

"Wait a minute? You're Enel?!"

The person with the explosion of hair looked about the same age as him, maybe a year or two older at most. His earlobes were very long, reaching down to his chest. Judging by his appearance, he was indeed the "Sky God" from the original story, Enel.

However, compared to the arrogant, wild, and life-disregarding Haki-wielding "God of Thunder" he would become in the future, this Enel was timid and weak, exuding an aura of subservience. He was so terrified by the soldiers' threat of "Cloud Drifting Flow" that tears and snot were about to stream down his face. He didn't even hear Ron's question.

But Ron didn't care about Enel's impolite behavior at this moment. A glint flashed in his eyes, and his lips slowly curved into a smile.

"This is Birka, and the time seems to be long before the original plot. Enel hasn't obtained the Rumble-Rumble Fruit yet. In other words..."

Slap!

He yanked Enel's long earlobe, catching Enel off guard. Enel cried out in pain and was pulled in front of Ron, looking at him with terror and confusion.

Seeing this, Ron smiled slightly: "Enel... right? Let me ask you, do you know of any strange fruits around here?"

"F-fruits?"

A weary, yet beast-like expression appeared on Ron's face. His adrenaline surged, his rapidly beating heart and lack of oxygen made him look flushed, like a demon.

Such naked malice and greed were something Enel had never seen in his life.

His white teeth, like ghastly bones, exuded a chilling coldness. Ron pulled him closer, the air from his breath hitting Enel's face. His strained lungs forced out a blood-tinged breath as his voice trembled: "Ah... that's right. A fruit with spiral lightning patterns, that gives you a tingling sensation when you get close, about the size of a fist. Have you... seen it?"

This new book has just begun. I'm begging and rolling for collections. I originally wanted to wait a few more days, but after being gone for so long, Da Shu feels ashamed, so I decided to upload it right after getting off the plane.