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Although he had been in the Pirate World for less than a month, he had already collected four Devil Fruits. It had been a tremendously fruitful trip.

He looked at the four Devil Fruits with some pride. He hadn't let down his fellow transmigrators, had he?

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Lord Carl."

"Come in!"

Hearing Clay knock, Carl quickly put the Devil Fruits away.

"Lord Carl, we've finished tallying the spoils."

"We collected about 1.4 billion Beli in wealth."

"Since you're giving away half, your share this time is 700 million Beli."

Clay stood at the doorway and spoke respectfully to Carl. His expression, however, was tinged with regret. After all, no one on Hachinosu had ever given away half of what they'd plundered.

Carl was the first captain to do such a thing. But then, Carl had saved his life.

From what he'd seen on Hachinosu, he knew that ordinary pirates often took home less than a tenth of their haul.

While Carl was lamenting that only one of the three iron chests had contained a Devil Fruit, Clay had already finished gathering the valuable items on the island and come over to report to him.

"As for the other items, we'll need to sell them through the Underworld before we can determine their value."

"Got it. We'll deal with the rest once we're back on Hachinosu."

Carl spoke thoughtfully. Clay's arrival had given him an idea.

"Oh, and pick some Fishmen from among the slaves and form a rescue team."

"Disperse the rest among the various squads."

He was dividing up the people for a reason. As his crew grew, many of his crew members would inevitably become Devil Fruit Users.

The rescue team could then retrieve Devil Fruit Users who fell into the sea. A Devil Fruit User was far too useful to lose.

He had formed ten squads under his command, each with only twenty or thirty people at the moment.

This time, they'd rescued more than five hundred slaves, so he had no choice but to distribute them among the squads.

He didn't want to waste time worrying about internal discord. In his eyes, these people wouldn't stay with him for long, so he didn't want to spend the effort.

"Understood, Lord Carl."

Clay immediately understood what Carl meant and would arrange everything right away. He was practically Carl's butler now; Carl entrusted him with all sorts of tasks.

Clay had already sworn in his heart to serve Carl to the death.

"Oh, go check on Long Yi and Long Er. See how they're doing."

After assigning the tasks, Carl thought of the two children, Long Yi and Long Er.

"Who are Long Yi and Long Er?"

Clay was momentarily confused.

As far as he knew, there were no such people aboard. Had something happened that he didn't know about?

"I picked up two kids on the way here."

He remembered seeing Long Yi and Long Er in an alley, looking disheveled.

He couldn't help finding his own behavior amusing. He'd never thought he'd become something like a do-gooder.

"Yes, Lord Carl. I'll go check on them and report back to you."

"All right, you can go."

Carl waved him away. He had now survived in the Pirate World for a whole month.

So, as Clay turned to leave, Carl immediately called up the Chinese Anime System.

Carl opened the system's virtual panel and saw that his monthly draw count had gone from zero to one.

"System, draw."

Carl hadn't drawn anything in a long time, so he was eager to see what prize he'd get this time.

A golden wheel appeared out of nowhere on the virtual screen before him, displaying heroes from various Chinese anime series.

"Yuan Tiangang from Buliangren, Fire Element from Fog Hill of Five Elements, the Old Celestial Master from The Outcast..."

The black pointer began spinning rapidly around the golden wheel.

"Today's prizes are pretty impressive."

"The Old Celestial Master is on there."

The other hero templates on the wheel were no match for the Old Celestial Master.

The Old Celestial Master cultivated the Dao, after all. He was said to be invincible beneath the immortals and able to trade blows with them on equal terms.

And he was also the greatest expert in The Outcast. His power was surely nothing to scoff at.

Carl watched the golden wheel spin slower and slower, then closed his eyes and silently chanted the Old Celestial Master's name.

"Congratulations, host. You've drawn the Old Celestial Master template."

Carl was instantly thrilled. He leapt straight out of his chair. It was the best reward he'd received so far.

"Reward stored in inventory. Please check the details yourself."

Carl thought he could faintly hear envy in the system's voice.

"View the Old Celestial Master's description."

Hero Template: The Old Celestial Master from The Outcast

Background: Zhang Zhiwei, the Old Celestial Master, was the sixty-fifth-generation Celestial Master of the Heavenly Master Mansion on Dragon Tiger Mountain and one of the Ten Elders. His Daoist name was Tiantong. He was the greatest among "one peak and two heroes," and his strength was immeasurable. He was the most powerful Outsider in The Outcast.

Skills: Golden Light Incantation, Yang Five Thunders, Palm Lightning, Pure Heart Mantra, Lightning Method, and several forms of Daoist boxing.

After reading the Old Celestial Master's character description, Carl's emotions went on a roller coaster.

He knew he'd hit the jackpot with this month's draw. He hadn't expected to actually get the Old Celestial Master's template.

Unable to wait, he said,

"System, fuse the Old Celestial Master template."

"Fusing template..."

As Carl's body began to merge with the Old Celestial Master template, it underwent a dramatic transformation.

He felt a searing energy surge through him. It was as if every cell in his body had awakened and begun to evolve, and his strength instantly multiplied several times over.

His muscles became firmer and stronger, his bones grew harder, and he even grew taller, reaching 2.9 meters. The enhancement of his nervous system also sharpened his senses.

At the same time, his mind became extraordinarily keen, and his memory improved tremendously. Many memories buried deep in his mind became crystal clear.

Carl found that he had become more agile, and both his comprehension and analytical abilities had improved greatly.

A flood of knowledge welled up in his mind. He knew it came from the Old Celestial Master's skills.

In that instant, it felt as if he'd been practicing for decades.

When the fusion was complete, he clenched both hands. As his muscles tightened, he could clearly feel that he'd grown much stronger.

Carl opened his right hand, and a flower of lightning bloomed from his palm. It was Palm Lightning.

He looked at the lightning in his hand in amazement and thought that perhaps he could even pass himself off as a Rumble-Rumble Fruit User someday.

"How amazing!"

"It's almost like instinct."

"But it consumes my stamina and bodily energy. You could call it internal energy, I suppose."

As he gathered a Palm Lightning strike, he keenly felt a slight drop in his stamina—about one percent.

But he had Titan Power, and he recovered faster than he could use up that little bit of stamina. There was no need to worry about running out.

He just didn't know how powerful it was. Carl glanced at the table in front of him, and a smile slowly spread across his face.

"Crack—boom!"

Palm Lightning struck the table in front of him.

The table instantly turned to charcoal and exploded into splinters.