Daily Life in One Piece Chapter 8

Devil Fruit Ability: How Am I So Handsome

Mosen had never known anything could taste worse than feces until the moment he bit into the Devil Fruit… He might choose the former if eating feces and the Devil Fruit granted abilities.

Various unimaginable disgusting flavors filled his taste buds, and seeing the half-eaten fruit in his hand, Mosen felt terrible.

It’s said that the Devil Fruit takes effect with the first bite, and eating more will not have any further effect.

He remembered from the anime in his previous life that they all ate the whole fruit. Who knows if not eating the entire thing would affect the fruit’s development or even its awakening?

Before his transmigration, a meme said if you ate a spoonful of feces, Jack Ma would give you ten thousand dollars. Mosen felt that after eating the whole Devil Fruit, he could make Jack Ma go bankrupt!!

Not fully understanding the principle, Mosen’s body changed shortly after eating the fruit. This change seemed to complete in an instant, and before he felt anything, his body had undergone a significant transformation.

Long periods of training and sailing had previously turned his skin as dark as charcoal, shiny with oil. Countless battles had left various scars on his body.

Now, all of that was gone. His skin became fair, smooth, and elastic. His broken left arm was fully restored, and even his body proportions became perfect, with a mysterious halo flowing on his skin.

This kind of skin would drive countless women crazy in his previous life.

Most importantly, Mosen’s appearance—if his previous handsomeness was enough to make him famous in the East Blue (self-perceived?), broke through the limit. In terms of looks, there was only one word—invincible!

Who else?

Mosen also discovered his ability. In his previous life’s anime, there was a magical but seemingly mediocre fruit, the Paramecia-type Devil Fruit—Smooth Smooth Fruit.

This is a potent fruit. If developed well, who knows how many strong attacks it could render ineffective. Devil Fruits, besides a few bug-level ones, are all about personal creativity.

For example, Doflamingo’s String-String Fruit. Is this fruit intense? It doesn’t even rank in the top ten among the known Paramecia-type Devil Fruits. But his fruit ability was developed to near perfection. Sky walking, clones, and the awakened Birdcage—if not for the overpowered main character’s team, who besides the Four Emperors and the Navy could match him!

Not to mention, Katakuri also developed another fruit to perfection!

When it comes to creativity, Mosen, who has experienced an information explosion, claims second place; no one in the world can claim first.

Mosen: I’m not targeting anyone; I’m saying all of you here are trash!

But these are secondary. The changes to Mosen’s body brought by the Devil Fruit, especially his appearance, were the biggest surprise—beauty is justice!

Even kids know that one ugly thing ruins everything, but being handsome gets you everything.

Nearby, Garush the Hedgehog had struggled to his feet. His body, soaked in seawater and covered in sand, looked weak and chaotic.

“Ha ha ha ha ha, I didn’t expect to fall at the hands of a navy brat,” Garush’s voice had a calm acceptance of death mixed with some reluctance.

“That fruit just now was a Devil Fruit, huh? So that’s what it was. A bit regretful.”

“No regrets. You saw me eat it and become even more handsome. What do you think?”

Think your mother, can I punch your bear face?

“???”

Is now the time for narcissism?

“Ha ha, what an interesting brat. Give me a quick death. The sea is the place for a man’s dreams. Throw me into the sea after I die!”

There was a moment of silence.

“As you wish, remember to reincarnate into a good family in your next life!”

In 1508 of the Sea Calendar, the notorious pirate of the East Blue, Garush the Hedgehog, was finally brought to justice!

Finally, avenging his great hatred, Mosen felt a bit lost. For more than two years, he hadn’t stopped for a moment, training intensely with only four to five hours of sleep daily to quickly take revenge.

He went from knowing nothing about combat to defeating a pirate with a 20 million bounty, becoming a well-known recruit in the navy, and even attracting attention at headquarters. The hardships of over two years are beyond words.

Now, with a Devil Fruit, his strength had made a qualitative leap, but Mosen suddenly lost his goal, feeling like he was in a post-climactic state of a specific indescribable action!

Indeed, Garush’s fate was regrettable, but this was no excuse to impose his pain on others. His actions afterward deserved death a thousand times over. This world is, after all, one where strength prevails over reason, where the strong prey on the weak!

The thorn in the brothers’ side had finally been removed. Without the burden of bottomless hatred, he could finally stay at home. Ah, why am I still thinking about staying home?

I want to sail a big ship, be a scoundrel, and mess with this world…

And eat delicious food!!

“Coming to this world, those strange landscapes, beautiful scenery, all kinds of weird and fun races, and most importantly, the food, that’s my pursuit. The stay-at-home thing doesn’t exist at all!”

As for the various schemes and battles in this world, as long as they don’t involve his loved ones.

“None of my business!”

He wasn’t some saint who wanted to save the world or overthrow the Celestial Dragons to create a harmonious society.

In his previous life, he was a commoner who died of overwork, not even receiving a penny of overtime pay from his boss!

Upon arriving in this world, his initial thoughts were to admire the scenery and taste the food, nothing more.

As for getting more robust, it was for revenge before now to visit more exciting places and eat more delicious food.

Now he has something even more exciting: what could be more thrilling than developing his dream Devil Fruit?

Moreover, to wander the world, you need the capital to wander. How can you walk around without being taught a lesson without admiral-level strength?

After finally throwing Garush’s body into the sea, Mosen realized he was trapped on the island.

“Even if I wasn’t a landlubber now, the dog paddle I was best at before is useless. I don’t have a sea chart or a compass, just a broken sword. What’s the use of that?”

Mosen finally recognizes the reality: the world is so big, and he wants to see it.

World: No, you don’t!

“Great, now I’m stuck here again. First, figure out how to survive, see if any ships pass by. I wonder if the colonel will send a rescue team.”

“Luckily, I watched all of Bear Grylls’ videos before. I feel like my survival skills are excellent. But with my current strength, there shouldn’t be any dangerous monsters on this East Blue island… right?”

At Navy Base 77, the primary warship Stratholme was undergoing repairs in the dock.

A few hours earlier, when Mosen went to chase Garush alone, Captain Franca received the report and decisively left a large force to clean up the battlefield and guard the prisoners, taking a small team on the warship to support Mosen.

The warship was already close to Mosen’s small boat when the storm hit. The power of nature doesn’t care about the navy or pirates, big ships, or small boats.

Caught in the same storm, the warship lost sight of Mosen’s small boat and had to retreat from the storm area, eventually returning to port.

“Report, Captain, the search of that sea area is complete. There is no sign of Lieutenant Mosen.”

Franca, sitting in his office, frowned and waved the subordinate away.

“This is troublesome. I wonder if Mosen can survive the storm?”

……

On the unnamed island, Mosen had already explored the island briefly. The island wasn’t small, with an estimated diameter of about 5 kilometers, primarily forested.

The highest point was a small peak about a hundred meters tall in the island’s center. Many birds lived on the island, and there were traces of animals, but he didn’t know if there were any strong beasts.

A stream flowed from the top of the small peak to the sea in a hollow. Food and fresh water were present; survival was not an issue.

On an open space on the island, a bonfire burned brightly. Above the fire was a half-roasted unknown animal the size of a mature rabbit. Mosen kept turning the roasting meat with one hand and holding a cup cut from stone filled with stream water in the other.

His eyes stared intently at the water in the cup, his pupils unfocused. He mumbled to himself, seemingly lost in thought for a long time.

“…Heaven did not birth handsome Mosen, the world would be a long night.”

“I wonder if I go back to Earth now, can I get free food with my looks? Probably no one can refuse, right?”

“Ah… so-called jealousy of blue faces. Heaven gave me such a handsome and extraordinary face, but trapped me on this deserted island. What a waste of talent!”

The grease from the roasting meat dripped, causing the flames to leap higher, with a few sparks flying towards Mosen’s face.

Swish!!

As the sparks were about to touch

His skin silently slid to the sides, not affecting Mosen.

There are always scheming people trying to harm me!

Realizing the meat was fully cooked, Mosen saw the grease dripping onto the flames, causing them to dance as if inviting him: “Come on, dear guest.”

“Ah, how am I so handsome? What should I do with such handsomeness?” He glanced at his handsome reflection in the water again, “I’m still a kid. What will I do when I grow up?”

However, the roasted meat is more important now!

The golden, unknown animal meat emitted a fragrant aroma. Mosen, with his empty stomach, was salivating.

Beauty is precious, but roasted meat is higher in value.

If asked to choose? Both!

Time to eat!

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Daily Life in One Piece

Daily Life in One Piece

混在海賊世界的日子
Status: OngoingType: Author: Released: 2020
The transmigrated Mosen ate the Slip-Slip Fruit. During a news interview, when asked about his strength, he said, "What's the use of strength? Being handsome is a lifelong endeavor!"

Vice Admiral Doberman of the Marine Headquarters: "If I could beat you, kid, I'd believe you about your shoes."

On an island in the New World, from the grave of a certain pirate with a bounty of 450 million, there came a sound of knocking on the coffin lid: "I believe you, my ass."

On Amazon Lily, a certain Empress: "Bastard, you're almost as good-looking as I am. Unforgivable!"

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