A Roommate's Excited Face

His roommate excitedly sidled up to Moke and asked impatiently, "Hey! In One Piece, which beauty do you like the most? Is it the charismatic Empress Boa Hancock, or the intelligent and wise Nico Robin?" Moke looked up, glanced at his roommate's expectant expression, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Actually, Moke knew exactly what was going on with his roommate. After all, the question was so blunt, it was obvious! This guy was definitely smitten with Boa Hancock and Robin. And how could Moke not know the reason? It was simply because they were both hot, especially their ample bosoms!

Thinking about this, Moke couldn't help but Dark-Dark Fruit to himself. "Hmph! This guy has the nerve to say he likes them, isn't it just because he's after their 'high milk production'! He even has the audacity to claim that he's afraid of his babies going hungry. It's utterly ridiculous!" The more Moke thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he spat on the ground in disdain.

"You idiot, you're obviously lusting after her body, yet you're stubbornly refusing to admit it!" Seeing that Moke was just staring at him without saying a word, his roommate couldn't help but adopt an extremely childish posture, hands on his hips, and loudly proclaimed, "Hmph, let me tell you, I am the omnipotent God of Wishes! As long as you honestly tell me which character you like, hehehe... I can mercifully use my divine power to teleport you to that world of One Piece, full of passion and adventure! Not only that, but I will also grant you unparalleled strength, allowing you to enjoy the bliss of having two women on your left and right there! How about it? Are you tempted yet?" After saying this, the childish roommate looked at Moke with a smug expression, seemingly waiting for the other to be shocked by his words.

However, facing his lovable but eccentric roommate, Moke was exasperated, muttering to himself, "This idiot roommate is really something else! I'm completely fed up! I have no idea what kind of nonsense he's thinking all day... But then again, knowing him as I do, if I keep quiet and don't respond, he'll probably buzz around my ear like a noisy fly and won't give up easily. Sigh, I guess I'll just have to give him a quick reply." After a moment's thought, Moke slowly replied, "Hmm... if I had to choose, I personally prefer Bellemere, Nami, and Nojiko. Also, Tashigi and Kuina are pretty good too."

"And Viola and Rebecca ..." Moke said with great interest.

"Of course, Perona is quite capable as well," he added.

Hearing this, his roommate looked completely bewildered, utterly unable to understand why Moke would think that way. After all, in his mind, among the people Moke mentioned, only Nami had considerable popularity. As for the others, such as Viola, Rebecca, Bellemere, and Nojiko, their presence was pitifully weak, and they were often forgotten.

My roommate felt that Viola and Rebecca, in particular, were not particularly outstanding. While Bellemere had a certain backstory, she was still relatively unremarkable. As for Nojiko, she was practically invisible, making it difficult for her to leave a lasting impression.

However, when it came to Perona, my roommate did have a slight recollection. He only remembered that her bizarre abilities had almost brought the Straw Hat Crew to the brink of annihilation. And the comical effect of her attacks was truly unforgettable. Even so, my roommate was still very confused by Moke's point of view and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Seeing his roommate's puzzled expression, Moke coughed twice, muttering to himself, "Oh dear, I have to say, my immature roommate really hasn't grown up yet!" Then he patiently began to explain to his roommate why he liked these characters.

So, he moved his feet gently, slowly approaching his ear, like a mysterious messenger, ready to impart precious wisdom to this bewildered boy. Each word that Moke uttered was like a key, unlocking the mysteries deep within his chuunibyou roommate's heart.

The roommate's eyes gradually brightened, shining like stars in the night sky. His previously calm expression began to change; first, he frowned slightly, seemingly trying to understand Moke's words, then his mouth slowly opened wide, revealing an expression of disbelief. This series of subtle changes seemed to express the shock and excitement in his heart, as if someone had suddenly opened a door to New World for him, allowing him to see a wondrous sight he had never seen before.

Time ticked by, but the eccentric roommate's mind remained unsettled. The words, brimming with insightful and novel perspectives, surged like a raging torrent, relentlessly assaulting his mental defenses, immersing him completely. After a long while, he finally snapped out of his deep contemplation and blurted out to Moke, "Holy crap... it had to be you! You're really good at this!"

At this moment, his admiration for Moke had reached its peak. This admiration was like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks. That heartfelt respect burned in his eyes like a blazing flame, almost igniting the surrounding air.

Immediately, my chuunibyou roommate swung his arm wildly and shouted in an even more exaggerated and chuunibyou-esque manner, "Haha, I am the omnipotent God of Wishes! Since you have answered my question so sincerely, now, let me fulfill the promise I made to you earlier... Time travel! Uh???!!!"

The next second, my roommate seemed to be frozen in place, his eyes wide open like saucers, his face filled with disbelief.

Because, just a moment ago, Moke was standing right in front of him, but he had vanished without a trace! Yes, he had completely disappeared without leaving a single trace. Just seconds before, Moke had been standing there, talking to him, but now he seemed to have evaporated into thin air, disappearing from his sight without a trace.

"Ah..." His roommate couldn't help but gasp, his voice trembling with fear. He rubbed his eyes hard, even reaching out to feel where Moke had just stood, trying to prove it was just a terrible illusion. But no matter how hard he tried, the truth remained— Moke had really disappeared.

His roommate's mind went blank, a jumble of thoughts racing through his head. He began to wonder if he was hallucinating, after all, it was just too absurd. He muttered to himself unconsciously, "Could it be that for the past month, I've been playing League of Legends like crazy Tenten, and the mental strain is too much... that's why I'm having this bizarre hallucination?" But if it was all just a hallucination, why did it feel so real? And how could he explain a living person disappearing into thin air right before his eyes?

Thinking of this, his roommate's face grew even paler, his once handsome features now appearing as white as a sheet of paper. A fine layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks. His body trembled slightly, his legs seemed weak, and he could barely support himself.

On the vast and turbulent East Blue, there lies an inconspicuous little island. This island is like a forgotten pearl, quietly embedded in the sea. In a secluded corner of this island, a tall, slender man is sitting silently, a cigarette dangling from his lips, thoughtfully exhaling smoke.

The man, Lin Feng, was filled with disbelief and confusion. Recalling what had happened not long ago, he still felt like it was an absurd dream. It turned out that his roommate, who was usually bursting with chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), had simply waved his arm and instantly teleported him to the world of the famous One Piece.

"What on earth is going on? Could this guy really be some kind of God of Wishes?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, his brows furrowed tightly, his face full of suspicion. "Even if he is a god, what god would be so childish? This is even more unbelievable than me inexplicably arriving in the One Piece world!"

What angered and frustrated Lin Feng even more was that his idiot roommate, who had sent him here, was completely unreliable! He kept saying he would send him to the world of One Piece and even promised to grant him unparalleled strength. But what happened? Forget about incomparable power, he wasn't even given the most basic cheat ability!

"Sigh... I could at least have a storage space, or a system that can assist in cultivation, or even just a shop where I can buy all sorts of magical items! Even just giving me a hundred times the cultivation speed would be great! Just one of these things would be enough to prevent me from being so helpless in this world where the strong are respected!" Lin Feng complained as he took a deep drag on his cigarette.

However, no matter how much he lamented and complained, reality remained cruel and unforgiving. Time flew by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had been in this strange and dangerous One Piece of One Piece for a full month. During this time, he experienced countless changes in his mental journey. At first, he was completely bewildered, feeling lost and helpless about everything around him; then, as he gradually learned about the wonders of this world, a surge of excitement welled up within him, and he fantasized about making a name for himself here and becoming a peerless powerhouse who Might-Shaker the Four Seas; but as the Tenten passed, the blows of reality forced him to recognize and accept the fact before him—he was just an ordinary person, and in this world full of dangers and challenges, even surviving was an extremely difficult thing.

In that endless darkness, a once burning heart had long since cooled to ice. In this cruel world, weakness seemed to have become an unforgivable sin. As Crocodile said, "The weak have no right to talk about justice!" These words were like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing through the fragile defenses in people's hearts.

For Crocodile, ideals are nothing more than a "reality" that only those with immense power can speak of. In his eyes, only the strong have the right to pursue their dreams, while the weak can only struggle and eke out a living at the bottom.

Looking back on his path, countless riches, fame, trust, lives, and even precious rainwater were ruthlessly plundered by him. When someone questioned him about exactly how much he had taken, he simply smiled and asked in return what they wanted him to return. For he knew all too well that what he had taken was immeasurable.

Even so, Crocodile continued to train his body, still wearing his signature outfit. While this effort might only make him slightly stronger than an ordinary person, increasing his ability from fighting several to ten, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to show off in this utterly ordinary little place by shouting, "I'll take on thirty..." After all, in this dog-eat-dog world, strength is everything.

However, what practical effect will all these efforts and attempts ultimately have? When he finally sets foot on that vast and boundless ocean, he will be horrified to realize that he is like an extremely small and insignificant ant. In this turbulent and boundless ocean, he appears so weak and powerless, left to the mercy of fate and at the mercy of others. At any moment, a powerful and suffocating force could strike like Zhou Yu Gale, completely obliterating him. Undoubtedly, in this vast, deep, mysterious ocean world filled with countless unknown dangers, his life is as fragile as a candle in the wind, as if it could be extinguished with the slightest breath.

However, if one insists on stubbornly searching for a direct path to rapid self-improvement, it doesn't seem entirely hopeless. Take, for example, the legendary Devil Fruit, said to grant unimaginable power and strength simply by consuming these mysterious and miraculous fruits. Unfortunately, Devil Fruit are far from ordinary; they are rare and priceless treasures! Furthermore, given his current weak and insignificant strength, attempting to acquire even a single Devil Fruit is a thousand times more difficult than climbing a towering ladder to the heavens.

Unless... unless that eccentric, chuunibyou roommate, who's always immersed in the world of anime and manga and behaves strangely, suddenly takes pity on him and tosses him a Devil Fruit like it's trash. But then again, the possibility is practically negligible. Sigh, let's stop daydreaming!

Thinking this, Moke shook his head helplessly, sighing inwardly, "Fine, fine, since that's how it is, I might as well accept my fate! With my pitiful abilities, if I rashly go to sea, I probably won't even know how I died. Rather than throwing my life away for nothing, I might as well just be a lazy 'salted fish' and live a peaceful life." As he spoke, Moke couldn't help but look up at the sky and cursed, "God, can you please give me a 'Salty-Fish System' or something? So that this good-for-nothing 'salted fish' can have a chance to turn things around! Humph, you wretched sixth brother..."

"Moke... Moke..." Just as all was quiet, a rough and urgent shout suddenly broke the island's tranquility. The voice seemed to come from a distant place, yet it echoed clearly in his ears. Moke's heart tightened, and he involuntarily turned his head, his gaze following the direction of the sound.

Then he saw a familiar figure hurrying towards him. It was the village chief of the island, a tall and robust man with a brisk and powerful gait. At this moment, his face was full of anxiety, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead, indicating that he had been traveling at a rapid pace.

Moke couldn't help but feel puzzled, a blank expression on his face. Ever since he had unexpectedly transmigrated to this mysterious island, the kind and generous village chief had taken him in and cared for him. The chief had always been very kind to him, providing him with shelter and food, and giving him ample freedom. As long as he completed his assigned tasks, the chief rarely interfered with his whereabouts. However, such a hurried search for him today was extremely rare; it couldn't be anything important.

"Village Chief, what's wrong? Has something happened?" Moke quickly stood up and went to greet him. Moke was filled with gratitude and respect for this benefactor who had once saved him and brought him warmth and hope. Therefore, even though he was leisurely sitting there resting, he did not hesitate to get up quickly after hearing the village chief's call, showing the proper courtesy and respect.

Moke's action, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly created ripples, which were deeply reflected in the village chief's weathered eyes. The village chief couldn't help but gaze at Moke, his eyes deep and complex, containing a few unspeakable traces of guilt. Finally, the village chief sighed, as if to expel the heavy burden in his heart. "Sigh... come with me!"

Upon hearing this, Moke was taken aback, looking at the village chief with suspicion, but he still nodded obediently and followed closely behind. At the same time, his heart was shrouded in endless doubt, like a thick fog filling his mind, preventing him from seeing the truth of the matter. So, he couldn't help but ask, "Village chief, what exactly happened? Why do you look so worried?"

Upon hearing this, the village chief paused slightly, remaining silent for a moment before a conflicted expression appeared on his wrinkled face, as if he were undergoing a fierce internal struggle. Time ticked by, Moke anxiously awaited an answer. Finally, after a long silence, the village chief let out a long sigh and slowly said, "The pirates are here..."

These words struck Moke like a bolt from the blue, leaving him frozen in place. He had been in this unfamiliar world for over a month, and through observation and learning, he had gained a certain understanding of it. He knew that whenever pirates attacked, only three things usually happened: looting, extortion, and conscripting men for their army. The first two were often the work of pirates passing through the area; these people were vicious and reckless, their actions utterly devoid of any moral compass, committing arson, murder, and looting—bringing immense suffering and hardship to the local inhabitants.

This option must be ruled out first. The reason is simple: if that were the case, it would inevitably cause a huge commotion. After all, even if his location is somewhat remote, how could such a loud noise not reach this place?

Next, let's look at these two situations. They were likely caused by pirate gangs with fixed operating areas. Within these designated areas, these pirates arbitrarily demanded that all villages and towns hand over a certain amount of wealth. Furthermore, they forcibly required each village and town to provide a certain number of people to join their pirate crews. Undoubtedly, these forced recruits would ultimately only become cannon fodder within the pirate crews. Therefore, the problem he now faces and needs to address is probably precisely...

Aokiji, the former Marine Admiral, possesses the awe-inspiring Logia Ice-Ice Fruit ability. He always gives off a cold and profound impression. However, beneath that seemingly icy exterior lies a passionate heart. He has his own unique sense of justice and does not blindly follow the Marines' dogma.

When dealing with the young Robin, he displayed rare tolerance and mercy, choosing to spare her life—a decision that seemed out of place within the Marine camp at the time. During the Summit War, Aokiji engaged in fierce battles with powerful figures like Whitebeard and Ace. His ability to freeze everything instantly plunged his enemies into dire straits. Even Jozu was easily frozen in his presence, demonstrating Aokiji's formidable strength.

In the struggle for the position of Fleet Admiral, Aokiji and Akainu engaged in an earth-shattering battle on Punk Hazard. This battle lasted for ten days and ten nights, and Aokiji was ultimately defeated. Afterwards, he left the Navy, choosing a different path, and even joined the Blackbeard Pirates, his true purpose remaining elusive.

Akainu, the current Fleet Admiral, is a Logia Magma-Magma Devil Fruit User. He is a staunch enforcer of "complete justice," and his methods are ruthless and merciless.

During the Summit War, Akainu displayed his extreme sense of justice and immense strength. He first severely injured Whitebeard, the World's Strongest Man, and then mercilessly killed Ace while pursuing Luffy, a scene that became a source of pain for countless One Piece fans. Akainu's actions sparked huge controversy, but they also reflected his determination to use any means necessary to uphold his own sense of justice.

In the struggle for the position of Fleet Admiral against Aokiji, Akainu ultimately prevailed due to his unwavering will and formidable strength, becoming the Supreme Commander of the Navy. Under his leadership, the Navy's efforts to combat pirates became increasingly powerful.