Chatting and Gunslinger Island

[No. 36: Isn't that obvious? Why else would we go out to sea? You need money to have subordinates!]

[No. 54: Haha, I don't care for treasure either. I only care about free and unrestrained adventures!]

[No. 43: I prefer sweets, preferably caramel cream puffs!]

[No. 18: Don't go around revealing your personal interests so easily. It's very easy for others to guess your true identity, and then No. 1 might disqualify you!]

[No. 50: I understand.]

Edward Newgate put down the Mobile Den Den Mushi, feeling bored. This thing didn't seem to be of much use to him.

Suddenly, the screen switched to a private chat interface.

[No. 2: You're Newgate, right? Have you obtained the Tremor-Tremor Fruit yet?]

[No. 50: How do you know my identity?]

Newgate immediately tensed up. Wasn't it forbidden to reveal identities here? Why did this No. 2 know who he was? Could it be that he was the one who sent the Mobile Den Den Mushi via the News Coo? Was he the family member from Sphinx?

[No. 2: I am a fortune teller who can foresee a few things, and I am also one of the founders of this place. After you obtained the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, didn't your strength rise rapidly? Is your captain wary of your power now?]

[No. 50: Since you can predict it, why bother asking me?]

Seeing this message from Newgate, Brook knew he had tacitly admitted it.

[No. 2: Your place does not belong in this pirate crew. Do you really want to know where the companions who will be like family to you in the future are?]

[No. 50: Are you saying I will leave the Lion-Man Pirates? That shouldn't be the case; I've already spoken with the captain.]

Ever since Edward Newgate set sail from Sphinx, he had stayed with this pirate crew and developed a certain level of attachment, even if the personalities of these partners weren't exactly to his taste.

[No. 2: Not every pirate captain can tolerate subordinates whose strength far exceeds their own. Think about it yourself; if you have any questions, you can find me!]

Brook didn't want to say too much lest he provoke Newgate's resentment, so he decided to let it ferment for a while.

Edward Newgate looked at the message with a complicated expression. Could he really meet companions like family in the future?

He looked toward the operations room on the deck of the pirate ship where Captain Ryan was. Would he really be wary of his strength?

Brook put down the Den Den Mushi. It really wasn't easy!

He took a deep breath, cheered himself up, and looked toward the future. The net had been cast; now he just had to wait for the harvest.

But strength remained the most important thing. Brook immediately began digging into his Underworld Ghost Qi while also researching the development of his Necro Qi.

If relying on his Necro Qi to detect the life force of nearby beings corresponded to Observation Haki, and Underworld Ghost Qi was like Armament Haki—capable of cutting even souls—then Hell Underworld Qi must be like Conqueror's Haki, capable of exerting a death-inducing deterrent on all living things.

It seemed that Necro Qi, Underworld Ghost Qi, and Hell Underworld Qi corresponded to the three types of Haki: Observation, Armament, and Conqueror's. This dead body of his seemed incapable of producing Haki anymore.

However, as long as the effect was similar, it was enough to make him stronger.

"Captain, given the current direction of the ocean currents and seasonal winds, it might be a bit slow to head to Asuka Island. How about we dock at some islands along the way to replenish our supplies?"

Shakky looked at the nautical chart provided by the News Agency president, Moore Thomas. It seemed they could pass by and dock at several islands along the way.

"You handle it."

Brook didn't know much about navigation, as long as they could reach Asuka Island. The Seven-Star Sword should still be sealed within the sacrificial temple there.

"I understand, Captain!"

Shakky immediately began planning the islands to dock at and the supplies to replenish according to her own ideas, hoping to find some eccentric people or events to help Captain Brook recruit crew members.

Sailing was a boring affair. For days on end, there was nothing but the boundless sea, which always made one feel lost. Fortunately, Brook now had his own crew.

"Antonio, get me a cup of lemon tea."

Antonio, who was working part-time as a chef, studied these chores diligently because he felt that since he wasn't a combatant, he should do these things well.

"I want a cup of milk tea!"

"And this old man will have a cup of rum."

Tom the Fish-Man shipwright had also integrated into this small group. He loved listening to the grand visions Brook painted every day, and he firmly believed he could achieve them.

"Captain, the next stop is Gunslinger Island. I heard that snipers and gunmen from the Four Blues, the Grand Line, and even the New World come here to challenge others, duel, and prove that their gun-fighting style is the strongest to claim the title of the world's greatest gunman."

Shakky said excitedly. Perhaps Captain Brook could recruit a sniper companion here; this was a route she had meticulously planned.

"Then we really must go and see how powerful the snipers of this world are!"

Brook immediately became interested. His ship did indeed seem to need a sniper.

The island was incredibly prosperous. In the harbor, both merchant ships and pirate ships were present, seemingly having reached a delicate state of peaceful coexistence.

Merchant ships came here to recruit bodyguards, and pirates came to recruit crew members. Of course, it was also possible for pirate crews to bring their own sniper partners to challenge the experts here and raise their own fame.

In the pirate world, every powerhouse was chasing the title of "World's Greatest": World's Greatest Gunman, World's Greatest Swordsman, World's Greatest Chef...

As the Yomi sailed into the harbor of Gunslinger Island, a group of laborers sent by the repair shipyards immediately came to solicit business, offering ship repairs, ship docking, and various other services.

Currently, Gunslinger Island was governed by the Sniper Guild, led by a retired World's Greatest Gunman who had luckily survived. Ordinary people didn't dare to act recklessly here, especially since this was the Grand Line, where there were almost no extremely powerful pirates.

Super-powerhouses whose strength exceeded that of this retired World's Greatest Gunman had long since entered the New World to rule as kings; why would they stay in the Grand Line to be besieged by the Navy?

After finding an official harbor shipyard to handle the pirate ship, Tom the Fish-Man, feeling uneasy, chose to stay behind on the ship to guard the Yomi.

Brook had no choice but to drape the Memory Seahorse over his shoulder, bringing Shakky and Antonio along as they stepped onto this world-renowned Gunslinger Island to witness its unique charm.

With pirates and bounty hunters coming and going, all sporting flintlocks, revolvers, or long-barreled sniper rifles slung across their backs, gun culture had truly reached its zenith here.

"It looks like there's a gunslinger duel up ahead, let's go take a look!!!"

"That seems to be Silba Silba, the one hailed by the Sniper Guild president as having the potential to be the world's greatest gunslinger; he's a famous young sniper on Gunslinger Island!"

"The one here to challenge him appears to be Petermoo, the sniper of the supernova Roger Pirates; I heard he was a member of some nation's royal sniper squad."

Upon hearing this, Brook instantly perked up. He felt as though he had just heard the name of the Roger Pirates, so he immediately followed the flow of the crowd and gave chase...

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