Marshall D. Teach

Hiss! My head hurts so much!

Bright sunlight stung Lin Ming's eyes, and as he endured the lingering fatigue in his body, he instinctively reached his hand to the right.

Huh, why did my water cup get so soft? Lin Ming muttered in confusion. Holy crap! Why is there a full-grown man lying next to me? No, wait! Where the hell am I?

Lin Ming stared in absolute bewilderment at his surroundings as a large group of burly, fierce-looking men lay fast asleep on the ground all around him. Some of them had long sabers tucked at their waists, and quite a few even carried pistols!

What the hell, is this a terrorist organization? Lin Ming stammered. Wait, this place looks so familiar! Lin Ming looked down at the surface beneath his backside, realizing it was pieced together from wooden planks, while the breeze drifting over carried a faint, bitter scent.

Is this a ship? Lin Ming wondered aloud.

"Yo! Teach, you're awake!" A familiar voice rang out, and Lin Ming curiously turned his head to look, instantly freezing dead in his tracks.

"What's wrong with you?" The newcomer was bare-chested, his muscles possessing a flawless proportion. He wore a cowboy hat, adorned with a conspicuous badge featuring a crying face and a smiling face. A string of prayer beads hung around his neck, and that familiar face wore a familiar smile, right down to the freckles that made him feel deeply welcomed and at ease.

"Y-You're..." Lin Ming froze. "Ace! You're not dead! That's great, Ace!" Lin Ming moved at a startling speed; before Ace could even react, Lin Ming latched onto him tightly like a sloth.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you, Teach?" Confusion washed across Ace's face. What is this, did a bout of drinking send me off to the afterlife?

"Teach?" Lin Ming heard Ace's words and shuddered slightly. As a veteran One Piece fan, he naturally knew who the Teach in Ace's mouth was:

Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach! A deeply ambitious and formidable warlord!

Lin Ming checked his own body, finding his upper torso thickly built and his limbs exceptionally slender...

He reached up to touch his teeth, and dammit, where are my teeth?

If that was the case, then this place must be the Moby Dick! Truly, fate loved to toy with people; after drinking two bottles of wine, he had actually transmigrated into the world of King of the Pirates...

"Haha, what's wrong with you, Teach? Could it be that you and Ace..." A man crossed his arms, looking at Ace and Teach with a wretched smirk.

"Hey, hey! Thatch, don't go spreading nonsense!" Lin Ming smiled with sudden relief. Since I'm already here, I might as well make the best of it! Maybe I can make up for the regrets I had about this anime in my past life!

"Teach! Get off me already!" Ace's face turned beet red as he used both hands to forcefully pry Teach off his body.

"What's gotten into you early in the morning, are you sick?" Ace reached out to feel Teach's forehead. "You don't even have a fever."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just had a bad dream!" Teach waved a hand dismissively (from here on referred to only as Teach). "Thatch, do you have any cherry pie? I'm starving!"

"Of course I do! Who do you think I am, I'm the strongest cook on this ship!" Thatch touched his hair and threw his head back with a laugh.

"That's great! As expected of our Captain Thatch! Zehahahaha..." For some reason, as soon as Teach opened his mouth, this laughter came spilling out, likely inherited right down in his bones...

"Don't you two ignore me! I only became the 2nd Division Deputy Captain yesterday! I'm having a double portion for breakfast today!" "There's just no handling the two of you! A dignified 2nd Division captain and deputy captain actually teaming up to bully poor old me, the 4th Division captain!"

The three of them exchanged glances, and their hearty laughter rang out once more.

"This is so good, as expected of Captain Thatch!" Teach stuffed large bites of cherry pie into his mouth, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Why do I feel like cherry pie tastes this amazing? It seems Teach's habits were inherited by me as well! Teach thought to himself.

"Ooh hahy sthike my mheat ghood!" Ace mumbled while forcefully stuffing meat into his mouth.

"Hey! Don't you dare take the meat off my plate, you jerk!" Thatch was preparing to eat like a true gentleman, but the meat on his plate vanished the next second.

"Haha, don't sweat the small stuff!" "Damn you, Ace! Die!" ...

As Teach watched the two of them scrap, he fell into deep thought: I haven't familiarized myself with this body yet, so I can probably only fight at the level of a Marine HQ rear admiral. Once I get used to it, I should have the strength of a headquarters vice admiral! Under normal circumstances, that's enough to protect myself. But if the opponent is a Marine HQ elite vice admiral or even an admiral-level figure... Sigh, my strength is still not enough!

Just as Teach was racking his brain over how to increase his strength, the next second...

"Host distress detected. God-Level Sign-In System activating, binding now!" A crisp voice rang out, and an uncontrollable flash of joy spread across Teach's face.

"Binding successful. Hello, Host! This system is named the God-Level Sign-In System! By simply signing in every day, the Host can obtain all sorts of miraculous items! The more famous the location of the sign-in, the more bountiful the rewards will be! Please take good care of me from here on out!"

Hearing this, Teach excitedly asked, "System, can I sign in right now?"

"Moby Dick detected! Does the Host wish to sign in?" The system's voice carried not a hint of emotion.

"Sign in!"

"Congratulations to the Host for a successful sign-in. You have obtained a Logia Devil Fruit—the Swamp Fruit! Given that this is your very first sign-in, a system space has been granted as an extra bonus! All rewards obtained from signing in will be stored in the system space, and the Host can retrieve them at any time!"

The Swamp Fruit was Caribou's fruit. Even though Caribou was a Logia Devil Fruit user, his mastery over it was utterly abysmal! To have a dignified Logia Devil Fruit and use it merely for thievery was nothing short of heavenly waste!

The excitement in Teach's heart subsided a little. He had actually thought this Devil Fruit might be the Dark-Dark Fruit; it seemed the Dark-Dark Fruit wouldn't change its path just because of his arrival, and it would likely still fall into Thatch's hands down the line.

At this thought, Teach cast a complicated look at Thatch. In his past life, he had always harbored a single question: if Blackbeard asked Thatch for the Dark-Dark Fruit, would Thatch have handed it over to him?

Forget it, I'll deal with future matters when they arrive! Calmness returned to Teach's heart. He then walked up to the deck, leaned against the ship's railing, and gazed out into the distant ocean. The surrounding crewmates slowly woke up, and cheerful laughter filled everyone's ears.

Would I harm my closest companions over a fruit? Perhaps the old Teach would have, but the current Teach won't!

"Morning, Teach!" "Deputy Captain Teach, morning!" ...

Surrounding crewmates smiled and greeted Teach, everything feeling wonderfully pleasant.

I think I want to become a different kind of Blackbeard...

As the corners of his mouth slowly curved upward, Teach's mood relaxed completely.

Zehahaha... Morning, my friends!