Early morning.
Shane only liked drinking at this hour. It felt more relaxing, and the illusion of new life awakening would spread through his mind, giving him fresh possibilities.
But the road was reaching its end.
To hone his Haki, he needed stronger opponents. That was almost impossible in a one-on-one fight now.
If he could use an unprecedented war to hone himself, Shane still had the potential to grow stronger.
Besides that.
Awakening a Devil Fruit also required a long time spent training and developing it.
Beneath a giant tree.
Roger was drinking with bandages wrapped around his head.
Over the past few days, they had finally all regained consciousness.
After confirming that their entire crew had been defeated, they were only slightly surprised.
There might have been some sadness, but at least Roger was still in good spirits. To them, none of it mattered.
"That brat Shane must be the most frustrated person in the world right now. He knows he can get stronger, but he has no opponents to fight!"
Roger laughed loudly and tossed a jug of liquor to Shane, who was sulking.
His previous mood was swept away.
"Forget it. There'll always be a chance. I've already figured out how to start a massive war!"
Shane glanced at everyone, drained the large jug, and casually wiped the liquor from the corner of his mouth.
"I can feel a massive war coming, and it will become the spark that sets the world ablaze. We can only win. We cannot lose."
Whoosh!
Shane casually flung a newspaper from his hand. It was like the sharpest concealed weapon; an ordinary person would not even dare catch it for fear of losing a hand or foot.
Roger caught it in one hand, his Haki stirring slightly, before opening this