Amazon Lily.
After so many days under Ron's guidance, along with his personally designed outfits, the women of Amazon Lily had finally adapted to this new kind of entertainment.
Among them, some were naturally gifted in combat, while others excelled at needlework. The tools for all kinds of crafts had already been fully prepared.
White stockings, thigh-highs, leopard print, JK uniforms, MILF skirts—you name it, they were all produced and put to use!
The results weren't bad at all. Likes, comments, and followers shot up like crazy!
By now, the videos produced by the women of Amazon Lily could be considered top-tier content.
Ron wiped the sweat from his forehead. His efforts hadn't been in vain. The backend of the system showed that the number of mobile users had already surpassed ten million!
At this rate, it was only a matter of time before that number skyrocketed exponentially.
After all, the world of pirates was massive. With so many islands and so many unknown populations, the growth potential was off the charts.
Right now, the three sisters were working tirelessly to shoot videos. Among them, Boa Hancock had already broken the five million follower mark.
Ten million users and five million followers? That ratio was insane.
"As expected, sexy content grows faster," Ron muttered to himself.
He pulled out his phone and started scrolling through some videos.
In recent days, TikTok content had been blowing up so fast that even Ron was taken aback. Nearly ten million videos were being uploaded daily, averaging one to two per user.
"Tsk tsk tsk… What even are these videos?" Ron frowned after watching a few.
They were downright unwatchable. Zero production value. Zero technique.
"This one's clearly a travel vlog, but they keep filming their own face. How are viewers supposed to enjoy the scenery?"
"And this one—supposed to be a food review, but they're showing off their certificates the whole time. What's the point of that?"
"Wait… who's this kid? He's filming inside a Marine base?! Rear Admiral Hina?!" Ron clicked into the homepage and found the uploader was Helmeppo—he already had over a thousand followers!
In a world where the concept of "followers" didn't even exist yet, that number was shocking.
If this were Earth, the kid would be internet-celebrity material for sure.
"This guy's got talent. He even knows how to leave cliffhangers at the end of his videos. A natural-born hype man," Ron laughed. "But he better post the follow-up soon or he's gonna get beat."
He kept scrolling. The rest of the videos were all either bland or chaotic.
Those with skills were too technical, lacking any creativity. The rest were just average daily life clips, nothing special.
"These people clearly need some TikTok training," Ron thought to himself.
Then he recorded a video and posted it with the following message:
[Tonight at 7:30 PM, the developer will host a livestream to answer your burning questions about using TikTok. Anyone interested, come watch!
Also, TikTok's new killer features will be going live tonight!]
Ron used his system privileges to push the video to all users and pinned it to the top of the feed.
After finishing all the arrangements, he turned off his phone and went to check on Hancock's shoot.
…
Marine Headquarters Base.
Inside the male dormitory.
Helmeppo stood stiffly in punishment, his face bruised and swollen. Koby stood beside him, looking helpless.
Bogard stood in front of them, his expression ice-cold.
"So, this is the phone you've been so obsessed with?" Bogard's voice was chilling. Helmeppo instantly started trembling.
"Y-yes," Helmeppo mumbled, avoiding eye contact.
"Hmph! The whole training class next door's addicted to their phones. They've been scrolling nonstop, forgetting their training assignments!" Bogard's voice rose with anger. "I thought our class didn't have phones and had been diligent all along. But to think you—the one Garp favors most—would be the first to slack off!"
Bogard pulled out his own phone and opened the video Helmeppo had filmed in the cafeteria.
"What pisses me off the most is that you're immoral."
He jabbed at the screen.
"Where's the follow-up?! It's been days you little punk."
"???" Helmeppo froze, confused out of his mind. He glanced at Koby in disbelief.
Wait, so they weren't getting punished for sneaking around on their phones and slacking off?
It was because… he didn't upload the second part of the video?
Too careless!
I should've posted the second half back then!
"Uh… Bogard, I meant to post the video, but I got distracted, and then I just… forgot," Helmeppo said cautiously.
"Forgot?!" Bogard looked stunned. He had assumed Helmeppo never even filmed a follow-up. But it turned out the brat just forgot to post it.
"Hmph! Post it now! Vice Admiral Smoker from the Loguetown Marine Base even called Marine HQ! If I hadn't covered for you, you'd be dealing with Rear Admiral Hina right now!"
"What?! Rear Admiral Hina?!" Helmeppo's soul almost left his body.
He knew exactly what would happen if Rear Admiral Hina found out she'd been secretly filmed.
Thankfully, Bogard had shielded him.
"Thank you, Bogard! I'll post the follow-up right away!" Helmeppo shouted.
Bogard nodded, tossed him the phone, and walked out.
Only after confirming Bogard had left did Helmeppo and Koby breathe out in relief. But Koby was still full of questions.
"Helmeppo, why do you think Vice Admiral Smoker called HQ?"
Helmeppo frowned. "Maybe he wanted to report me for filming the base… or maybe for secretly filming Rear Admiral Hina?"
Koby shook his head. "If he was reporting you, and called Fleet Admiral Sengoku directly, we'd both be toast."
"True. Then what for?"
Koby thought hard… then suddenly his eyes lit up. "You think Vice Admiral Smoker just wants to see what happens in the second half of the video?"
"…That's totally possible."
Helmeppo felt like Koby had hit the nail on the head. Just as he opened TikTok to upload the follow-up, he was stunned to see—over 99+ private messages!
"Haha! Koby, I didn't think I'd be this popular!"
Helmeppo was practically bouncing with excitement. Koby raised an eyebrow and told him to check the messages.
Helmeppo opened them… and his face turned pale.
Nine out of ten were curse-filled DMs.
The only polite message asked him what training class he was in and promised that if he didn't post the follow-up tonight, they would absolutely beat him to death.
Helmeppo was so scared he almost wet himself. He immediately uploaded the second half of the video, featuring Hina eating.
Then he collapsed onto the bed, face full of lingering fear.
"Nope. I'm done with this kind of video. Way too dangerous."
(To be continued.)