I'm a Transmigrator, Patri Vic

In an uncharted sea, there was a notorious island called Hachinosu Island, remote and small in size.

Yet, the entire world, whether Pirate or Navy, dared not underestimate it.

This island was also known as the Island of Pirates, because it was home to a large number of vicious Pirates.

Battles occurred daily on the island, with constant slaughter, but although the island was small, its resilience was strong.

Hachinosu Island had a small tavern, and its business was good.

Because the tavern's waiter had some acquaintance with a relatively famous Pirate at sea, few people caused trouble.

This day was like any other, the tavern was doing good business, people coming and going, and the tavern owner's face was splitting with smiles.

The Pirates here were also happily enjoying their drinks.

And sitting in the tavern was a man, unmoved by the customers urging him for food.

He was one of the tavern's waiters, Patri Vic.

There were two waiters in this tavern, and his responsibility was not to deliver food.

He saw a Pirate at one of the tables finish his drink but linger without paying, and he knew his work was about to begin.

He stood up, stretched, walked over, and tapped on their table, calmly reminding them, "It's time to pay."

"I heard you're Edward Newgate's friend?" a drunken Pirate turned his head and questioned.

"Is there a problem?" Patri Vic was slightly taken aback, glancing at him and responding indifferently.

"Bang!"

The Pirate slammed his hand on the table, grinning, and said, "A mere waiter, would a Pirate with a bounty of over a hundred million even notice you? Are you trying to use Edward Newgate's name to cause trouble?"

"Are you refusing to pay?"

Patri Vic said with a gloomy face, babbling on and on, but not mentioning the money at all.

Clearly, this kind of guy usually wanted to drink for free.

"Paying isn't impossible, as long as you think you can handle it?" The Pirate revealed a wicked smile, drawing the blade from his waist, intending to attack Patri Vic.

In his opinion, Edward, a Pirate with a bounty of over a hundred million, could not possibly be acquainted with a small waiter.

"I advise you not to cause trouble. Edward may not be too famous, but if you provoke him, he won't let you off easy," a Pirate at the next table leaned back in his chair, glancing at him coldly and warning him.

Edward's reputation and strength were not yet great, but he was known for his loyalty.

Some people always thought it was impossible for an ordinary waiter to be acquainted with a Pirate like Whitebeard.

But in fact, he was acquainted with Whitebeard, and no matter how they questioned it, it was a fact.

Hearing the reminder from the Pirate at the next table, this Pirate broke out in a cold sweat, his drunkenness instantly clearing.

The blade, which was about to reach Patri Vic's abdomen, slowly lowered.

"Does Edward really have friends like that?" the Pirate turned his head and asked, slightly apprehensive.

If the Patri Vic in front of him really had a relationship with Whitebeard, the consequences would be unimaginable if he injured him.

"Is this your first day on Hachinosu Island?" the Pirate at the next table looked at the newspaper in his hand, glanced at him, and asked in reply.

The Pirates hesitated; it was indeed their first day on Hachinosu Island.

They originally wanted to cause some trouble and freeload, but after confirming that Patri Vic was related to Whitebeard, he hesitated.

"For Edward's sake, I'll give you some face."

Although the Pirate didn't want to pay, he had to pay obediently because he was afraid of Whitebeard coming after him.

After all, Whitebeard's bounty was now four hundred million! He was in the top five on Hachinosu Island.

Patri Vic's lips curled up slightly; this was the benefit of having a background.

Although not everyone on Hachinosu Island would give Whitebeard face, most people still would.

This was his role in this tavern: he didn't have to do anything; if someone caused trouble, he just needed to mention Whitebeard's name.

He sat in his chair, looking at the ceiling above him with some emotion; he was a transmigrator.

But he had transmigrated as a whole person, and the system had arranged a new identity for him: Patri Vic!

He had been in this place for two years.

But he had transmigrated too early in the timeline; the Rocks Pirates had not even been formed yet.

Luffy had not yet been born, and Garp was not yet a Navy Vice Admiral.

As a transmigrator, he naturally had a golden finger, but the golden finger had only recently awakened.

Although Whitebeard's strength was great, there were beings on this Hachinosu Island even stronger than Whitebeard.

If he became too arrogant because he had obtained the power of the system and provoked opponents stronger than Whitebeard, wouldn't that be causing trouble for himself and Whitebeard?

The reason he could survive in this world was partly because of Whitebeard's care and partly because of his own caution.

So, before he had the absolute strength to handle everything, he generally wouldn't do things too ostentatiously.

He was now doing this high-risk job because of Whitebeard. He originally just wanted to be an ordinary waiter, living a low-profile life until he had the ability to protect himself.

He opened the panel that only he could see.

God-Tier Template System

Host: Patri Vic

First Template: Hashirama Senju

Completion: 4.8%

Unlocked Abilities: None

Each percentage point increase in completion will grant one of the template's abilities.

Character Unlock Templates:

Nintaijutsu : (0/100%)

Fire Release : (0/100%)

Wood Release : (0/100%)

Earth Release : (0/100%)

Lightning Release : (0/100%)

Water Release : (0/100%)

Wind Release : (0/100%)

Sage Art: (0/100%)

When the template completion reaches 10%, the next character template will be unlocked.

At the same time, other abilities of Hashirama Senju will be unlocked.

Daily Task: 1000 push-ups, increase completion by 0.3% (Completed)

"Tomorrow I can unlock new power." Patri Vic's lips curled up slightly as he muttered to himself.

A long time later.

"Creak..."

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a tall, sturdy man walked in, holding a naginata and wearing a smile.

He was none other than Edward Newgate, Whitebeard , who in the original story would be known as the strongest man in the world.

"Gurararara..."

"Long time no see, Vic."

But the Whitebeard of today was still young, with long golden hair and a white, curved mustache, currently in his prime.

"We haven't seen each other for only a week, Edward ." Patri Vic smiled slightly.

He and Edward had known each other for almost two years, and they were very familiar with each other, so they spoke very freely.

"Shouldn't you be happy to meet a long-lost friend, Vic?" Whitebeard laughed.

Patri Vic was the only friend he could really talk to on Hachinosu Island , and Whitebeard would visit him first every time he returned.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm very happy." Patri Vic sat in his chair, perfunctorily.

"Since you're so happy, then buy me a drink." Whitebeard smiled as he walked towards Patri Vic .

Every time he came to Patri Vic's tavern, he would try to find a reason to freeload on fine wine.

Most of the Pirates in the tavern were surprised to see this scene.

A famous Pirate of Hachinosu Island , with a bounty as high as 400 million, could talk so openly with a waiter.

"Don't you have money yourself?" Patri Vic asked calmly, watching Whitebeard sit next to him.

Whitebeard was a Pirate ; wouldn't he have a million or two Berries if he went out and plundered?

"Aren't you very happy?" Whitebeard put Murakumogiri aside and replied with a smile.

"Does being happy have anything to do with drinking?" Patri Vic was slightly stunned, shrugged, and asked in confusion.

"Don't be so stingy, Vic." Whitebeard unceremoniously picked up a bottle of fine wine from the table.

Of course, Patri Vic would pay for it, because Whitebeard , no matter how rich he was, would not spend money in his tavern.

As a friend of two years, Patri Vic naturally knew what kind of person Whitebeard was, but he didn't care about a little money.

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