Through the dark lenses of her sunglasses, Nami saw the golden light at the spot where the can had vanished gradually converge and stabilize.
That wasn't light—
It was… something real.
Something reflecting sunlight—
Gold.
Gold ingots, bars, coins, even chunks of high-purity raw ore—piled together into a small mound.
That pure, wealthy gold shimmered under the sunlight, flowing with a dazzling luster, exuding an irresistibly tempting aura.
"Th-This…"
Nami's mouth fell open into an O shape, her mind going blank.
All that remained—
Was the overwhelming gold filling her vision.
Renji Kuro was slightly surprised as well, but quickly understood.
The system indicated this was gold equivalent to fifty million Beli in value.
It seemed that Gold Cans didn't always produce extraordinary items—
Sometimes they yielded something "plain"—
Yet undeniably valuable.
"Looks like your luck is pretty good."
Renji Kuro's voice pulled Nami back from her shock.
"At current market prices, this gold is worth about fifty million Beli."
"F-Fifty million?!"
Nami finally found her voice, her scream nearly bursting from her throat.
She lunged toward the pile of gold, her trembling hands grabbing several bars.
The cold, heavy weight—
Was unmistakably real.
She quickly estimated.
Without even precise measurement, her trained eye told her—
Renji Kuro's valuation was likely on the conservative side.
She had traded a Devil Fruit worth thirty million Beli—
For three Gold Cans.
And what did she get?
An invaluable inheritance.
A high-risk, high-reward enhancement serum.
And now—
Fifty million Beli in gold.
Even ignoring the inheritance and serum—things that couldn't be measured in Beli—
This gold alone meant she had already gained a net profit of twenty million!
Not to mention the immeasurable value of the other two!
The overwhelming joy hit her like a tidal wave.
Her head spun slightly, and a radiant smile bloomed uncontrollably across her face—
A genuine smile, filled with relief.
She quickly and carefully gathered the scattered gold, stuffing it into her seemingly small yet surprisingly spacious backpack.
Her movements were astonishingly fast—
As if afraid the gold might sprout wings and fly away.
Watching her lively, glowing expression, filled with newfound vitality—
Renji Kuro couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion.
This Myriad Realms Can System…
Truly seemed capable of turning dreams into reality.
For Nami, these three cans had brought more than just wealth and power—
They had given her hope.
Hope in the midst of despair.
After stuffing the last piece of gold ore into her bag, Nami zipped it shut and hugged the bulging backpack tightly against her chest.
She turned toward Renji Kuro.
The smile on her face was now far more sincere.
She bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Mr. Can Merchant! Really… thank you so much!"
Holding the bag tightly, her body trembled slightly from excitement.
She took several deep breaths, forcing her chaotic thoughts to settle, and began calculating rapidly in her mind.
Her previous savings—
Combined with this newly acquired fifty million Beli in gold…
Sixty million…
Plus fifty million…
One hundred million Beli.
Exactly one hundred million.
That astronomical sum—
Which once felt impossibly distant—
Which she thought would take three or four more years of stealing, deceiving, and struggling under Arlong's shadow—
Had now…
Been gathered?
After the overwhelming disbelief—
Came a surge of joy like a raging tsunami.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.
Her blood roared in her ears.
This meant—
Cocoyasi Village could finally be freed from Arlong's brutal rule.
It meant—
The village Bellemere had died protecting—
She and her sister—
Could finally gain true freedom.
It meant—
The nightmare she had endured every single day for five years—
Was finally nearing its end.
"Ahhhh—!!!"
Nami couldn't hold it in anymore.
She let out a scream—
Not of fear—
But of pure, overwhelming joy.
She leapt forward without thinking.
Forgetting the mysterious nature of the can merchant.
Forgetting her usual caution.
Driven purely by the surge of emotion in her heart—
She threw her arms around Renji Kuro and hugged him tightly.
"It's enough! It's enough! One hundred million Beli! I have it! The village is saved!"
She buried her face against his chest, her voice choked with emotion, her arms tightening around him—
As if trying to share this unbelievable joy with the person who had brought her this miracle.
Arlong had occupied Cocoyasi Village—
For five whole years.
For her, those five years had been like walking on a blade's edge.
Breathing air filled with blood and despair.
Watching Bellemere fall in a pool of blood.
Being forced to join the pirates she hated.
Carving that mark of humiliation into her own arm.
Stealing, enduring, surviving—for a faint sliver of hope.
Even bearing the possible misunderstanding of the villagers…
All of it—
Like heavy shackles pressing down on her young shoulders day and night—
Almost crushing her completely.
And now—
The key to those shackles—
Seemed to finally be in her hands.
As the wave of joy slowly receded—
Nami loosened her grip and stepped back.
Her face still flushed, her smile still radiant—
But gradually—
That smile froze.
Her lips trembled slightly.
Her eyes—
Quickly turned red.