The boundless sea gave people a feeling of mystery and fear.
The bottomless sea, the terrifying sea kings, and the islands that hid treasures and unknown dangers attracted countless courageous people, but they also mercilessly devoured people's lives.
In the year 1500 of the Haiyuan Calendar, in the first half of the great sea route, on a small island that had yet to be discovered.
A cool breeze was blowing on the calm sea. Under the glaring sunlight, the sparkling surface of the sea sparkled with an enchanting luster. Occasionally, a few seagulls would let out crisp cries as they flew past. Such a beautiful and peaceful scene was enough to calm any uneasy mood. However, there was an exception this time...
" It's true…It's not true…It's true…It's not true…"
On the golden beach, the water splashed against the sand, making a splashing sound. A young man who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old sat on the beach, holding a gorgeous flower in his hand. He muttered softly, and his free hand kept plucking the petals. Looking at the petals scattered around him, it seemed that he had been plucking them for a while.
Soon, the flower in the young man's hand was left with only one petal.
"Is it…true?"
After plucking the last petal, the young man stared blankly at the petal in his hand for a while. Then, as if venting his anger, he threw away the petal and the root. He hugged his head with both hands and shouted. His voice echoed throughout the entire coast for a long time before he stopped.
As if he was tired, the young man panted as he lay on the beach. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dazzling sun. Suddenly, he let out a sigh.
Zhang Yang, this was the name of the young man. Or rather, this was his name from three days ago on Earth.
That's right, as one of the millions of ordinary people on Earth, Zhang Yang was very 'lucky' to have transmigrated. There were no lightning strikes, no car accidents, no God of Gods, no magical equipment, and so on. He just slept like that. When he woke up, he found that he had come to this uninhabited island, and he had even turned into a 12-year-old kid. Even though it had been three days since then, Zhang Yang still felt that it was not real. However, if everything was just a dream... What about the thing in his head?
Zhang Yang closed his eyes and entered his mind. In the white space, there was a long sword with a purple handle. It was emitting a hot aura.
The strongest and oldest fire-type sword, the Fire Blade!
When Zhang Yang woke up, he realized that there were things that existed in his mind. Not only that, but there were also all kinds of memory fragments in his mind. The four basic skills of the God of Death,[Ghost Slashing Fist], and all kinds of shocking battle scenes. At first, Zhang Yang was confused, but he finally realized that these were the memories of Captain Yamamoto and [Slicing Blade] in the game of the God of Death.
Zhang Yang did not think too much about why the item from the God of Death would appear on him. He had already transmigrated to this world, so why would he not accept it?
Although it seemed like Fiery Blade couldn't be taken out yet.
Zhang Yang exited his consciousness and sat up straight. He looked at the endless sea and rubbed his messy short hair. He stood up and walked towards a " house " that was built with some tree branches.
That was what he had done two days ago. He had come to this world for no reason. There was no one else on the island other than him. He could only rely on himself for everything.
In the treehouse, there was nothing but a bed made of leaves.
Zhang Yang took a fish that he caught in the morning from outside the treehouse. He then used the most ancient drill wood to make a fire, and used a branch to skewer the fish.
At the same time, Zhang Yang sat down cross-legged beside the bonfire, closed his eyes and began to absorb spiritual energy.
This was something that he had been doing every day for the past three days. Although he did not know if everything that was happening was real, he was alone on this isolated island. There was no electricity, no internet, and no mobile phone. Other than absorbing spiritual energy according to his memory, Zhang Yang really had nothing else to do.
In the past three days, Zhang Yang could feel that he was starting to possess the Spirit Pressure that every Reaper possessed. This made him excited for a long time.
Regardless of whether everything was real or fake, the feeling of having the power in his imagination was still real.
As long as he was a man, he should not be able to reject power, right?
The fire was not too intense. After about 10 minutes, the fish was ready. Zhang Yang removed the scales and sat on the beach, enjoying the sea breeze. Looking at the sea in the distance, Zhang Yang bit the fish bit by bit, letting the faint smell of fish and meat spread in his mouth.
Fortunately, the fish in this world tasted much better than the fish on Earth. Otherwise, Zhang Yang would not have been able to take it if he had been eating this kind of fish for the past three days.
Boom!
The calm sea surface in the distance suddenly began to churn. Zhang Yang could only stare at it numbly. A huge monster that looked like a snake with furry fur rolled out of the sea.
He had seen quite a few of these monsters in the past three days. This was also the reason why he did not dare to make a simple bamboo raft to go out to sea. Even if he had spiritual pressure now and learned some ghost techniques and fighting for nothing, he would probably be swallowed by these monsters, right?
Although he could easily kill this monster as long as he cultivated the power of the Death God, it was definitely not now.
" Wear your sister's Yue, what kind of world is this…"
While eating the fish, Zhang Yang mumbled to himself. But soon, Zhang Yang's action of eating the fish suddenly froze, and he stared at the sea in the distance with his mouth agape.
Over there, the majestic monster suddenly let out a miserable cry. Its huge body flew up and crashed into the sea with a loud sound, setting off huge waves. After the waves calmed down, the huge monster was already floating on the sea without moving. It was obvious that it was dead.
Such a huge monster? He actually died just like that? What was it?
Zhang Yang witnessed the monster fly up, then drop down, and then die. He was shocked. He was stunned for a while, then quickly looked at the place where the monster was. Zhang Yang was shocked, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Human? It's actually a human!"
Looking at the huge number of people swimming towards them from the sea, Zhang Yang could not help but drop the fish in his hand.
Heavens, what kind of world was this? First, there was a monster that was bigger than a cruise ship, and then there was a human who could kill the monster in an instant? Could it be any more nonsense?
While Zhang Yang was in a state of chaos, the players in the sea had also reached the shore at a speed that was many times faster than the professional swimmer on Earth. They were all lying on the beach, panting and drenched.
"Hahaha! We're lucky to have encountered a small island. Looks like we're saved!”
A hearty laugh came from a burly middle-aged man. His hair was black and white, and he had a big beard. He wore a wet white suit, but he did not look disheveled at all. His entire body emitted a powerful aura.
Hearing the laughter, Zhang Yang came back to his senses. He then realized that the group of people had already reached the shore. He looked at the group of people and could not help but be wary.
There were about 50 to 60 people in the group, and they were all dressed in white suits. What caught Zhang Yang's attention the most was that all of them were carrying rifles on their backs, which meant that these people were definitely not ordinary people.
But then again, that monster was able to instantly kill it and swim at an astonishing speed. Even if he didn't have a gun, he couldn't be an ordinary person!
But no matter what, before he could confirm whether the other party was hostile to him, he had to be vigilant.
Even though it was useless.
At that moment, the group of people seemed to have noticed Zhang Yang. One of them stood up and ran to the middle-aged man to salute him. He pointed at Zhang Yang and said,""Lieutenant General Karp, there's a child there!”
"Oh? A child? Is there someone living on this island?"
The middle-aged man named Karp turned his head around and looked at Zhang Yang who looked like a beggar.
This should be Lonely. Was that little brat a victim?
Karp looked at the stunned Zhang Yang and thought to himself. Then, he turned around and looked at the other players who were lying on the ground. He took a deep breath and shouted,""Useless idiots! All of you, get up. You're already so tired after swimming so little. Your usual training has been in vain!”
"This is all your fault, Lieutenant General Karp. If you hadn't fallen asleep and destroyed your own warship, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state. Besides…"
Seeing Karp's roar, the others quickly got up. However, a few of them grumbled unhappily, causing a '#' to appear on Karp's forehead. He clenched his huge fist and exhaled.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Ah! It hurts! Lieutenant General Karp! I was wrong! I was wrong!"
A series of painful cries rang out…
Zhang Yang, who was watching from the side, was not moved at all. There was only one thought in his mind.
Lieutenant General Karp? Monchi D. Karp?
Was that monster a Sea King?
In other words, this was…One Piece's world?
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