New Identity

His hair was orange-red, and a wicked smile played across his face. What drew the most attention was the man's empty right sleeve. He was clearly disabled. He sat in the bar like that, reading the newspaper in his hand while listening to the drinkers around him boast.

"I'm telling you, back then at Marine Headquarters, Whitebeard could summon a tsunami with just a wave of his hand. It was terrifying. But in the end, the Marines still dealt with him. The casualties were horrific..." A ragged old man spoke with such vivid detail that it was as if he had witnessed the entire battle firsthand.

But no one there really cared. A battle like that was far too distant from their lives. Listening to the old man was merely something to enjoy. Rather than worry about such things, they might as well think about how Ming should do more work tomorrow to make a living.

"Heh, I didn't expect the rumors to become so exaggerated. And it seems most of the attention is on Whitebeard. Apparently, my business didn't spread much. That's not bad." That orange-haired man was none other than Li Ziming. He had asked Luo to perform plastic surgery on him. After changing his appearance, Li Ziming was confident that no one would recognize him. His arm, however, remained a troublesome issue, so he traveled everywhere in hopes of establishing his false identity before using it to infiltrate the Marines. Li Ziming had given himself the new name Lu Xian. His ability was to reduce the heat produced by an explosion to a minimum while maximizing the force of its shock wave, allowing him to impersonate an Impact Fruit user. In any case, abilities in this world were strange and varied, and there were plenty of similar