The next day.
After a night of rest, White Feather's stamina, dominance, and spirit had all returned to their peak. Without saying goodbye to anyone, he spread his wings and left Ohara alone.
However, after he left, Robin slowly walked out from behind a big tree not far away.
"Although I don't know where he's going? To do what? But Robin, what you did was right."
"Nothing can stop a man from running to the sea.”
"Instead of trying to tie him down and keep him in a small pool like Ohara, it's better to set sail with him.”
Suddenly.
Monchi D. Long's voice came from above Nicole Robin's head.
"Uncle Long."
Robin raised his head and looked at Monchi D. Dragon, who was floating in the sky.
She knew that the other party was also here to see Bai Yu off.
" Baijiapang is the man with the world's largest brain. His scientific ability is unmatched even after 500 years and the wisdom of all the scientists in the entire sea.”
"The artificial green dragon fruit he invented is definitely not inferior to the one Kaido ate. So, don't disappoint Bai Yu's expectations of you.”
"After all, he entrusted you with the ability of a fruit that is even rarer than the Nature Element.”
Monchi D. Dragon looked straight into Robin's eyes and warned earnestly.
"Uncle Long, can I ask you for a favor?”
Robin was silent for a moment.
"Tell me."
Monchi D. Dragon said casually.
"Before you leave Ohara, can you guide me in my cultivation?”
" After all, you are the vice-captain recognized by White Feather. Even he admires your strength. I…"
Before Robin could finish his sentence, Monchi D. Dragon interrupted him with a livid face.
"Stop, stop, stop! I can teach you, but there's one thing you have to be clear about. He's not my captain, and I'm not his co-captain.”
Monchi D. Dragon shouted, a little exasperated.
Although he was angry, he still agreed to teach Robin how to cultivate.
After all, most of the top-tier Kings in this sea had a common problem.
That was, his son didn't like to teach and liked to teach other people's children.
"Oh, I understand, vice-captain!”
Robin nodded, indicating that he understood.
"You…Why don't you just call me Uncle Long?”
"Yes, vice-captain."
“……”
While Monchi D. Dragon was trying to correct Robin's misconception and teach her how to cultivate, White Feather had gone to the North Sea after sailing from Ohara.
He only had one purpose for this trip.
Golden Fruit.
From being a slave of the Heavenly Dragon Tribe to having 20% of the Great Sea Route, the legendary history of Bailey's struggle.
Golden Emperor.
Gilder Tizolo's achievements told him that the best way to quickly accumulate enough wealth for the Bergerbanck Research Institute was to eat the Golden Fruit.
If it was someone else.
It was impossible to find the Golden Fruit in the vast sea.
Even the European King, Blackbeard, had to spend decades to get the secret fruit he wanted.
As someone who was rarely seen naked among transmigrators in a hundred years, White Feather did not think of himself as a European king. Therefore, he chose to visit the North Sea handsome boy who wore a pink coat, tights, and beanie shoes.
Don Quijote Dofranmingo.
After all, everyone in the transmigration industry knew that the nickname Heavenly Yaksha was fake. The real one was Treasure Gifting Boy.
Do you want the Demon Fruit? Then let's go find Doflemingo!
Golden Fruit.
The fruit of surgery.
Burning the fruits.
Don Quijote Dofranmingo sent them out one by one without even frowning.
Taizono, Farga Ro, and Sabot had all said that it was good.
That was exactly the case.
Bai Yu was convinced that Don Quijote Dofranmingo, a handsome man with beanie shoes, would definitely be willing to help him.
……
North Sea.
The Don Quijote Family.
As one of the Top Operatives, Torrepole walked up to Don Quijote Dofranmingo as usual with a stack of documents in his hands.
"Dover."
"There's news from Pika."
"Our auction house in Chambord has officially opened. The first auction alone earned us 50 million Berries.”
Torrepole said excitedly.
“咈咈咈咈咈咈!”
"Fifty million?"
"Those fellows from the Holy Land, right?"
Don Quijote Dofranmingo's laughter revealed a hint of gloominess.
"Yes!"
The smile on Torrepole's face immediately froze.
He knew.
How much did his Young Master hate the Heavenly Dragon people from the Holy Land?
"Tell Pika you did well.”
"Hurry up and hold a few more auctions. I'll try my best to send some slaves and treasures to him.”
"Be it the North Sea or the paradise, we can't stay here for long.”
Don Quijote Dofranmingo saw Torrepole's nervous expression and immediately changed the topic.
He hated the Heavenly Dragon people, but not money.
On the contrary.
If it was the money of the Heavenly Dragon people, he would be happy to earn it.
There was nothing that would make him happier than using the money of the Heavenly Dragon people to develop his Don Quijote family.
"Hehehehe, Dover, are you finally going to the new world?”
Torrebor was ecstatic when he heard this.
As Don Quijote extended his hand to the Chambord Islands, all the important islands and countries in the four seas and the first half of the great sea route basically had the businesses of the Don Quijote family.
If he wanted to go further, he naturally had to continue reaching out to the new world.
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