[Weapon Master : All residents under your rule are natural-born weapon masters. They can quickly and skillfully wield any weapon, making it easier for elites like sharpshooters and swordsmen to emerge.
Note: Anything that can be used for combat—spatulas, belts, shovels—counts as a weapon. Cost: 4 million faith points.]
"Another upgrade that takes time to show results," Lynch muttered, deciding to ignore it for now.
He changed his attention to the last branch [People's Livelihood].
Only one upgrade remained locked—[Tranquility].
[Tranquility: Your subordinates will uphold strict order, ensuring that everyone has food, stability, and peace of mind. Crime rates in West Blue will drop significantly. Cost: 1 million faith points.]
It wasn't expensive, and it had clear benefits. Without hesitation, Lynch bought it.
The moment [Tranquility] was activated, a wave of calm spread through West Blue.
Residents suddenly felt a deep sense of security, and those with criminal tendencies found their impulses weakened as if their sins had been cut in half.
This spiritual guidance toward goodness was surprisingly effective.
As soon as [Tranquility] was unlocked, a new icon appeared—[Shoulders of Giants].
[Shoulders of Giants: The development of West Blue's society will accelerate, leading to the rise of civilian experts—chefs, engineers, agricultural specialists, and more. Cost: 2 million faith points.]
After closing the Kingdom of God interface, Lynch still had four million points left.
He opened the lottery interface.
Bronze Lottery Pool: 100
Silver Lottery Pool: 1,000
Golden Lottery Pool: 10,000
Hokage Lottery Pool: 1,000
Crayon Shin-chan Lottery Pool: 100
Kobayashi's Dragon Maid Lottery Pool: 10,000
Lynch hesitated. "Should I try the Dragon Maid Lottery?"
The dragons in Kobayashi's Dragon Maid were insanely powerful. Even the average adult dragon could wipe out an island with a single Dragon Breath.
At that level, they could easily go toe-to-toe with an Admiral.
But that wasn't the craziest part.
Their true peak strength was on a completely different level.
Take Elma for example.
In that world, she wasn't just a dragon—she was a god.
A literal deity.
In fact, she was Quetzalcoatl, the main god worshiped by the Mayan and Aztec civilizations.
Although later, the drunken little dragon Erkoa violated his sister, leading to the loss of his godhead.
But even so, he was still a god.
Now, in this pirate world where the limits have yet to be broken, he is instantly invincible.
The system has always followed the principle of fair exchange.
With such a high prize pool limit and relatively low costs, the drop rate is bound to be ridiculously low.
If you don't have tens of millions in faith value as funds, you probably won't make much of a splash.
Lynch wasn't the type to gamble recklessly, so he decided to test the waters with just twenty draws.
"System, Kobayashi's Dragon Maid lottery, twenty times."
Ding! -200,000 faith value deducted. Drawing from the prize pool...
[Congratulations! You obtained: Shopping Bag.]
[Congratulations! You obtained: Kanna's little clothes.]
[Congratulations! You obtained: Magma stored in Ilulu's chest.]
[Congratulations! You obtained: Hand cream.]
[Congratulations! You obtained: Omelette rice.]
[Congratulations! You obtained: Kanna's white stockings.]
...
[Congratulations! You obtained: Tohru's tail meat!]
...
[Congratulations! You obtained: Tohru's tail barbecue!]
After twenty draws, a pile of strange items landed on the table.
Bg@B!^)...
Lynch raised his hand, grabbed the bizarre magma, and casually tossed it away.
The rest of the prizes were much more normal.
Lynch picked up the little girl's clothes, stored away the fragrant white stockings, and tossed out the useless items. In the end, only two dark, steak-like dishes remained on the table.
[Tohru's Tail Barbecue: Each piece weighs 10 pounds and contains immense energy. Every pound consumed grants an additional year of life, up to a maximum of 10 pounds per person.]
This… was some serious treasure.
With two pieces totaling 20 pounds, that meant 20 extra years of life—equivalent to 20 Longevity Fruits.
In the system's shop, a single Longevity Fruit cost 10,000 points, and they weren't available every day. You had to be lucky just to find one.
And compared to faith points, kill points were much harder to earn.
"So, not only did I not lose anything this time, but I actually made a huge profit?"
The only problem was that the meat looked so unappetizing—almost poisonous.
"…Whatever. If it extends my lifespan, I don't care if it's toxic."
Lynch grabbed a knife and fork, sliced off a pound of tail meat, and popped it into his mouth.
To his surprise, it actually tasted pretty good.
After devouring five pounds in one sitting, he had the remaining 15 pounds sent to his wives.
He wasn't aiming for immortality, but at the very least, he planned to surpass Im—the ancient fossil who had lived for 800 years.
After another 30 draws, he got absolutely nothing. Deciding he had gambled enough, Lynch stopped wasting points and dove straight into the sea.
It would be a few months before Kaido and Big Mom arrived. In the meantime, Lynch planned to push his limits and see if he could break past the 500-meter mark.
His instincts told him that breaking through the world's bottleneck would trigger an earth-shattering transformation.
Before he knew it, a month had passed.
....
Kaido and Big Mom's coalition made no attempt to hide their movements. With millions of troops marching openly, their presence was impossible to conceal.
The World Government issued a direct order to the Marines: Do not engage. If necessary, step aside and let the pirates pass.
Sengoku nearly ascended to the heavens in rage.
One Buddha wasn't enough, he felt like he needed two just to endure this madness.
It was bad enough that he couldn't take action against the pirates, but being ordered to make way for them? It was utterly humiliating.
The World Government gave the command, but the public blamed the Marines.
Sengoku could practically hear his ancestors being cursed out by every civilian in the world.
Watching the pirate coalition burn, kill, and loot their way through towns, he repeatedly called the World Government to protest.
Each time, he was ignored.
Angry, frustrated, and powerless Sengoku had never felt more defeated.
Whenever this time came, Sengoku couldn't help but think of his old friend.
'Maybe Zephyr was right to leave the Marines'
'I really envy that guy. No one's pushing him around, so he's free to do whatever he wants'
'I haven't heard from Zephyr in a long time. I wonder how he's doing…'
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Garp suddenly leapt through the window and slapped Sengoku on the shoulder.
"Stop overthinking it. You've been looking gloomy all day." Garp grinned, pulling out a box of sushi like it was a treasure.
"I bought this special for you. Try it!"
"Wait, did you wash your hands after picking your nose?" Sengoku asked, already afraid of what was to come.
Without waiting for a response, Garp popped a piece of sushi into Sengoku's mouth.
Knowing Garp's slovenly ways, Sengoku was thoroughly disgusted but tried to keep his tears.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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