A Child Popped Out of the Treasure Chest

After the earthquake.

The slaughter on the island continued.

Marines fought pirates, pirates fought Celestial Dragons, and pirates fought civilian slaves.

Countless corpses lay strewn across the dirt, flesh and blood flying everywhere, yet the pirates and Marines showed no fear as they slaughtered their way through the crowd with blank expressions.

The famous pirates were even more excited, their clothes covered in blood and shredded flesh, though no one knew whether it was theirs or someone else's.

Their savage momentum remained high, like madmen returned from hell.

These were desperadoes who had truly survived battlefields. Every move was swift and ruthless, dispatching the enemy before them with minimal effort.

"It's been a long time since I've killed this satisfyingly."

"The Celestial Dragons aren't anything special. They've got two arms and two legs just like everyone else. If there's any difference, it's that they're uglier and fatter!"

"Hahaha, if you can talk, then talk more."

The Celestial Dragons hiding behind the screens were humiliated and furious, but they had no way to respond.

They did not dare leave the Marines' protection...

"Bartholomew Kuma, can you still hold on?"

Emporio Ivankov looked worriedly at Bartholomew Kuma, who was drenched in sweat and gasping heavily.

Along the way, they had rescued countless people. The prolonged running and repeated high-intensity use of their abilities had made even the slightest movement unbearably painful.

Yet their speed had not slowed.

They were now supported entirely by faith. They could not relax in the slightest; the moment they let up, they would collapse to the ground.

The two supported each other as they moved forward into the distance.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a ray of dawn streaked across the horizon, shining upon the scarred earth.

"Mm..."

While unconscious, Jin An felt something licking his cheek. He smacked his chapped lips, and as he gradually woke up, intense pain and unbearable itching washed over him.

He knew his burns were severe, so the pain was unavoidable. The intense itching was even harder to bear, but he knew it came from his wounds healing.

He had to admit that the Azure Dragon Fruit's durability and regenerative abilities were absurdly powerful.

Unfortunately, he had only just eaten the fruit. He had not yet mastered his dragon form or human-beast form, or else he would not have suffered such serious injuries.

Jin An remembered that after Prometheus left, he had casually grabbed a treasure chest and hurried off to find Bartholomew Kuma and the others.

But after walking only a short distance, he could no longer endure the intense dizziness.

"Eeya~"

A cheerful baby's cry rang out, and the sensation he had felt while unconscious continued.

Jin An turned his head and saw a red-haired child blinking a pair of big eyes at him adorably.

"Did you wake me up?"

The baby was too young to understand what Jin An was saying. He merely kept grinning foolishly, seemingly delighted that Jin An had woken up.

Enduring his physical discomfort, Jin An slowly sat up. The movement pulled at his wounds, making him bare his teeth in pain.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Seeing his expression, the baby narrowed his eyes and burst into laughter.

Jin An twitched the corner of his mouth. Was his expression really that funny...?

"You little brat, you laugh like a rooster..." Holding the baby in his arms, he lightly scratched the child's nose and complained.

He looked around. There was not a single person in sight, leaving him puzzled about how this baby had gotten here.

That was until he saw the treasure chest lying quietly by his feet.

"The treasure chest had a baby..."

He shook his head, throwing out the sudden thought. No matter how he thought about it, that was impossible.

Looking at the baby in his arms, Jin An was troubled. What was he supposed to do with this little fellow? He could only take things one step at a time. Right now, the most important thing was finding a way off the island.

Technology in this world was clearly so advanced, yet there were no phones. Den Den Mushi seemed ridiculously expensive too.

If he truly could not contact Bartholomew Kuma and the others, he would have to figure out how to leave on his own.

The coast was probably full of pirate ships right now. He could just pick one nobody had claimed and sail away. Jin An mentally praised himself for his cleverness.

Thus, Jin An held the child and limped toward the shore.

"We've already done everything we could. Many people on the island survived because of you, didn't they?"

Emporio Ivankov stroked Bartholomew Kuma's head and softly comforted him.

"But I can't find Jin An no matter what." Bartholomew Kuma's vision was blurred by tears. Not far away was where Jin An had fought Charlotte Linlin.

Pirates searching for treasure were scattered across the devastated land. Big Mom and Prometheus had long since disappeared.

"I should have been the one to act as the bait."

Bartholomew Kuma had originally not intended to follow Jin An's suggestion. He had planned to rush out himself and draw the guards away, but he had not expected Jin An to be much faster than him.

He could not catch up to that person!!

"Don't be so pessimistic. With his speed, even if he couldn't win, he could still run away... probably."

Seeing Bartholomew Kuma crying his eyes out, Emporio Ivankov felt awful too.

"I heard you encountered Saint Saturn while rescuing people. You weren't hurt, were you?" Ginny ran over, panting heavily.

Emporio Ivankov shook his head. "We're fine. With Bartholomew Kuma's ability, we escaped."

"That's good." Ginny patted her chest.

She had not acted alongside Bartholomew Kuma and the others. Instead, she had been secretly listening to the Marines' movements.

"I overheard that a Marine vice admiral joined forces with Roger to defeat Rocks in one go. We have to leave this island."

Once Rocks was defeated, the Marines would conduct a massive manhunt for the pirates on this island. By then, people like them would have no chance of escaping.

"What about that big brother?"

After working together this time, the four of them had become a relatively close-knit little group. Naturally, they had to leave together.

Emporio Ivankov shook his head. "We still haven't found him. He went alone to stop that Charlotte Linlin and buy us time."

Ginny took out a bundle from her bag. Inside were a rectangular mirror, a card covered in unreadable writing, a set of keys, and a sheet of paper filled with squares.

"He gave this to me when he left the camp. He said that if we couldn't find him, we should escape first."

Emporio Ivankov scratched his head. "I roughly know what the other things are, but what does this piece of paper he left behind mean?"

If Jin An were here, he would definitely complain that he had become an illiterate person who knew three languages in this world. (Chinese, Japanese, English)

He could understand them when spoken, but could not read them. How ridiculous.

"It's fine." Ginny took out four sheets of white paper.

Bartholomew Kuma reined in his grief. "Could these be Vivre Cards?"

Ginny nodded. "I made these using your fingernails. The one on the far left belongs to Jin An. We'll each tear off a little piece of everyone else's."

After the three settled these matters, they followed the direction indicated by Jin An's Vivre Card.