On an unnamed island in the Grand Line.
The sky was very blue, the sunlight was ample, and the endless azure sea waves lapped at the shore, creating the most beautiful symphony.
The sea breeze blew gently, and the sky was clear.
On a small hillside, under a big tree, a teenage boy of about fourteen or fifteen sat cross-legged on a stone the size of a water jar, gazing at the boundless sea with a dazed look.
Above, a few seagulls occasionally flapped their wings and flew by.
“Sigh, I need to find a way to change my appearance.”
With a melancholic expression, the teenage boy came back to his senses, holding his chin in a somewhat hopeless manner.
Wang Yu had been in this world for three days now. From the initial excitement to apprehension to enthusiasm and worry, he couldn’t eat or sleep properly.
Finally, he decided to find a doctor to change his appearance; he just couldn’t accept his current look.
As for whether he had any psychological barriers to plastic surgery, as long as he could become handsome, it didn’t matter.
As a typical modern man, Wang Yu was already 21 years old, and his birthday had just passed a few days ago. Then, with a blink of an eye…
He had transmigrated.
Being a transmigrator was such a sacred and noble profession, a guaranteed chosen one.
Becoming a CEO, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life were just basic operations.
Every night before falling asleep, Wang Yu would fantasize a bit. The simplest was winning a few million in the lottery or, like in novels, experiencing transmigration with a cheating ability. Now, that would be life, pure bliss.
Imagination was one thing, reality another, so Wang Yu often indulged in these fantasies to get by.
After all, he could only sustain such a life through fantasies.
But he never expected that transmigration was real.
However, when he discovered who he had become, Wang Yu’s feelings were mixed, almost driving him to a mental breakdown.
Yes, this was the world of One Piece.
And Wang Yu’s current identity was Silver Fox Foxy.
The character with the parted hair, red nose, inverted eyebrows, triangular eyes, a sleazy and despicable look, and who used the most powerful Devil Fruit for comedic purposes.
Imagine parted hair, a red nose, inverted eyebrows, triangular eyes, a pot belly, and short legs.
In ancient times, such a look would get you beaten up in broad daylight.
Wang Yu had watched One Piece, but the updates were so slow and drawn out that he forgot most of the plot.
He only remembered some characters clearly because he occasionally browsed forums.
Although Silver Fox Foxy was just a minor character, his Devil Fruit was quite famous, though for all the wrong reasons.
The Paramecia-type Noro Noro no Mi, also known as the Slow-Slow Fruit.
It could emit slow beams, causing people or objects to move exceptionally slowly before bursting. Using it required specific hand gestures.
For example, folding the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger while extending the index and little fingers to emit the slow beam.
Used well, this Devil Fruit ability was a powerhouse, but it had many limitations.
In these three days, Wang Yu had tried it out, from initial excitement to current indifference, feeling a bit awkward.
Because the Slow-Slow Fruit wasn’t as powerful as he imagined.
Just the orchid finger gesture made Wang Yu speechless. Despite being a modern man with no money and a poor background, he still had some masculinity and couldn’t make such a feminine gesture.
Though his masculinity was a bit weak, it was still masculinity.
So, it felt awkward, no matter how he thought about it.
But these things didn’t matter, and Wang Yu quickly accepted them.
Aside from the specific gesture, Wang Yu found that after using the ability five or six times, his body felt drained, wholly exhausted, and unable to sustain further use.
. It seemed that using the Devil Fruit power required stamina, something Wang Yu had learned the hard way.
Moreover, the speed at which the slow beams were emitted was slower than he had imagined. The ability was impressive, but it was useless if it couldn’t hit the enemy.
At first glance, the Slow-Slow Fruit appeared to be a game-changing power, but its flaws were glaringly obvious.
As for developing the Slow-Slow Fruit, Wang Yu had no ideas yet. He knew from forums and other One Piece fans that the three types of Devil Fruits relied heavily on physical strength.
Given Foxy’s current small frame and weak limbs, that was a challenge.
Wang Yu had countless thoughts in his mind, but when it came to execution, he found himself drawing a blank.
In these three days, he had accepted everything he needed to, whether he liked it or not.
Life was like that; if you couldn’t resist, you had to lie back and enjoy it. So, whether he was excited or confused, he had no choice but to move forward. Jumping into the sea wasn’t an option.
Although this world was dangerous, it also had its beautiful aspects.
For instance, there were many beautiful ladies with significant figures…
And various strange and beautiful races, like mermaids.
It would be a waste not to experience these.
Even if he was a commoner, he still needed dreams; otherwise, he would be no different from a salted fish.
But compared to the beautiful parts, this world was more often harsh—oppression, bloodshed, slavery, and darkness ruled by the law of the jungle.
Living was already hard enough, and to live well, one had to endure and hide.
Even to endure, one needed strength, or else one might meet an untimely end.
The only law in this world was strength.
While the anime depicted the excellent sides, Wang Yu wasn’t naive. He could see the filth and bloodshed in One Piece.
Moreover, with so many novels, even a pig would understand a bit.
Wang Yu had thought a lot in these three days. Despite knowing the dangers of this world, he couldn’t resist the urge to explore.
But to explore, he first had to stay alive.
After much consideration, he concluded that joining the Navy was a good option. It was the best way to protect himself and potentially gain power.
Despite his initial disinterest in the Navy while watching the anime, his perspective had changed.
The Four Emperors, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Revolutionary Army, the Navy, and other forces—all things considered, the Navy was the safest choice.
Though it had its flaws, the Navy’s importance and its sometimes hypocritical or genuine sense of justice couldn’t be denied.
Given his current state, going out to sea was suicide, so the Navy was the best beginner’s village.
It would allow him to stay alive and grow stronger. Although he would be constrained, becoming a man like the Navy hero Garp would make those constraints negligible.
So, he set a small goal: to join the Navy.
Fortunately, Foxy had not yet gone out to sea so that everything could be redecided.
He didn’t know how he ended up in this body or how Foxy had died.
What he did know was that Foxy had already eaten the Slow-Slow Fruit and was around fourteen or fifteen years old, still growing.
But growing up with such parted hair, a red nose, and a pot belly? What was going on?
Apparently, Foxy had always been like this. Boys change a lot as they grow, but Foxy seemed to have been set in stone from the start.
Looking at his body, Wang Yu’s thoughts were many.
Indeed, he should change his appearance first.
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