Garp's warship was like the brightest star in the night. No matter where it went, it was always the most conspicuous presence. Hikaru had followed Garp's warship across the sea for over half a month, yet he had not encountered even a single petty pirate. News traveled quickly at sea, and every pirate along the route of a Navy officer at Garp's level had wisely avoided them. No one dared to arrange an "encounter" with that old man.
Hikaru greatly admired this situation. Even vice admirals in the Navy were not considered particularly intimidating in pirates' eyes. Only admirals, along with legendary figures like Garp, could have such an effect in the New World.
Still, the peaceful journey had saved Hikaru plenty of trouble. Nothing was better than having no problems, and he was not the sort to stir up trouble for no reason. With the seas calm, he could enjoy some peace and quietly study the power system of the pirate world that he had observed from Vergo.
Over the past few days, Hikaru had tried using Armament Haki, and this power truly came naturally to him. As for Rokushiki... its physical techniques were nothing special. His own hand-to-hand combat skills were already good enough, so those techniques were optional at best.
"Phew!" Hikaru let out a long breath. Many matters still needed to be sorted out slowly. Chakra had become incredibly scarce in this world; every bit he used was one bit less. Although his Chakra reserves were terrifyingly vast, having a lot did not mean they were inexhaustible. The thought that he had to refine it himself to replenish it whenever he used it, since Chakra could no longer recover on its own, was rather troublesome.
That was why it was still necessary to master this world's