Genjutsu? Good Kid, Haul Him Away!

Hahaha! Good kid, good kid! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! Hahaha!

Garp burst into laughter again. To think he had discovered a talent like Mu Chen in the little East Blue—Garp felt like he had struck gold. And Mu Chen possessed an ability called Genjutsu, something Garp had never even heard of.

Faced with Garp's sudden laughter, Mu Chen felt like he was getting used to it. "Come on, come on, let's go. No matter what, I'm taking you with me, kid!"

With that, Garp directly hoisted Mu Chen, a six-foot-three man, over his shoulder. Mu Chen was speechless. Damn, why do I suddenly feel like I've become his grandson? Didn't this old man carry Luffy and Ace around on his shoulders like this when they were kids?

But Garp was still middle-aged now. It seemed a little early for him to be acting like a grandfather.

"Garp, you old bastard, put me down! This is a Navy Base, you know. Do I not get to save face?"

"Kid, am I really that old?"

"I'm in the prime of middle age."

Garp spoke irritably. Mu Chen had only said it out of habit; after all, in his mind, wasn't Garp just an old man?

By then, Garp was already carrying Mu Chen outside. The passing Navy soldiers all looked as though they had stumbled upon major news, whispering among themselves.

"Isn't that the Slacking Major General? Why is Vice Admiral Garp carrying him over his shoulder?"

"Could it be that Vice Admiral Garp caught our Slacking Major slacking off, and he's taking him out for a beating?"

"Hahaha, I don't think you're right. No matter how you look at it, that doesn't seem like a punishment."

The Navy soldiers whispered among themselves. Even though they kept their voices low, Mu Chen could still hear them. Perched on Garp's shoulder, he felt terribly embarrassed. Damn, I feel like an innocent girl getting abducted. If you don't put me down, you're the one losing face!

"Hahaha, losing face?"

"What face is there to lose?"

Garp was so thick-skinned that he did not feel there was anything wrong at all. He had never known what embarrassment was.

Mu Chen took one look and thought, No wonder he's Luffy's grandfather. They really were cast from the same mold.

In the end, Garp carried Mu Chen to the harbor. A massive Dog-Head Battleship was docked there, far beyond anything the tiny warships of the East Blue could compare to. At its prow was a dog head representing Garp's identity. At that moment, Garp looked like a child waiting for praise, and his expression was rather amusing.

"Mu Chen, kid, what do you think? This is my warship. Is it badass enough?"

"Badass!"

"Badass!"

"Damn it, can you put me down first? We're already at the harbor. The warship is right in front of us, yet Garp still hasn't put me down."

"Oh, right, right, right. I almost forgot."

Mu Chen thought Garp was finally about to put him down, but the next second—

"Off you go!"

Garp suddenly lifted Mu Chen up and tossed him like a sandbag. Mu Chen traced a perfect arc through the air. Garp immediately followed with a huge leap, then kicked off the air twice. Mu Chen slammed hard onto the deck!

Mu Chen had actually been thrown onto the warship by that old bastard Garp!

"Garp, you asshole!"

"Hahaha, Mu Chen, you called me 'uncle'?"

"I'm not that old—uh, isn't that the wrong generation?"

Garp completely failed to catch the insult in Mu Chen's words.

Why did this scene feel so familiar to Mu Chen? It was like he had seen it somewhere before.

Right! Luffy had been tossed around like a meat sandbag all day long. Damn, it really was hereditary!

Mu Chen could finally deeply understand what it felt like to be one of Luffy's crewmates!

"Set sail for Marine Headquarters!"

"Mu Chen, kid, I haven't asked you yet. What's with those eyes of yours? And what exactly is that Genjutsu?"

"A Devil Fruit!"

Garp directly moved a beach recliner next to Mu Chen and lay down on it. He also pulled out a rice cracker. A crisp crack rang out, and seeing this made Mu Chen want to punch Garp.

Without another word, Mu Chen got up and snatched several rice crackers from Garp's hand.

"Ahhh, my rice crackers!"

Mu Chen ignored Garp completely. Seeing Garp's lifeless expression, Mu Chen suddenly felt a little satisfied.

"Hm?"

"Devil Fruit? I'm not a Devil Fruit user. As for these eyes of mine... it's troublesome to explain. Just treat them as a family inheritance. They're called the Blood Spirit Eye." Mu Chen felt a little ridiculous, as though he really were an Uchiha, claiming it was hereditary.

Mu Chen really did not want to explain the Sharingan too clearly. It was too troublesome.

These eyes had only just awakened. For now, they merely allowed him to use Genjutsu, along with a few abilities similar to Observation Haki.

There was not much to it, really.

Mu Chen spoke casually, not forgetting to take a bite of Garp's rice cracker.

Since there was no chakra in the Pirate World, the Sharingan had lost its ability to see the flow of chakra. Naturally, it had become an ability somewhat similar to Observation Haki.

And using the Blood Sharingan had changed from consuming chakra to consuming physical strength.

"Oh, abilities somewhat similar to Observation Haki?"

"That really is rare."

Garp fell into thought. As for Genjutsu, he had felt it firsthand. When he had been caught in it, it had felt as if his spirit and thoughts were under control. Though it had lasted only a brief second, the scene in his mind had been terrifying.

Garp had felt as though he had fallen into an enormous pool of blood, unable to move. Though he was a Vice Admiral, his strength was above that of an Admiral. Otherwise, he would never have chased Pirate King Roger around the world. Yet even someone as powerful as him had been accidentally controlled. At the time, however, Garp had been curious about such Genjutsu and had not broken free immediately.