Year 1498 of the Sea Calendar, West Blue, Early Morning.
A seagull carrying a newspaper soared freely in the clear, azure sky. It spread its wings and floated gently within the vast sea of clouds, its pristine white feathers blending seamlessly with the mist.
Finally, it folded its wings and descended rapidly like a streak of light, piercing through the clouds, the vast sky, and the dim night straight into the vast ocean below.
Ohara Island sat alone on the open sea, with the first light of dawn faintly illuminating the coastline’s contours.
The seagull flapped its wings, flying towards the island, skimming past the coastline and flying over the forest on the island’s eastern shore.
Following its trained route, it was responsible for delivering the latest news to the residential area on the island’s eastern shore.
However, an unexpected event occurred as it flew low over the dense forest.
A stone shot out from the jungle, striking the soft belly of the seagull with perfect accuracy.
The force wasn’t great, but enough to frighten the seagull.
Startled, the seagull released the newspaper from its beak, circled in the air, and then returned the way it came.
A young boy was sprinting through the jungle!
He leaped agilely, his slender body moving swiftly and gracefully over the bushes.
With a few steps, he used the force of his foot on the tree trunk to climb several meters high.
He caught the falling newspaper, spreading it out on the wide tree trunk.
The rolled-up newspaper was in black and white, and when spread out, the large, bold headline was shocking.
“Pirate King Gol D. Roger Captured by Vice Admiral Garp! Government Announces Execution in Seven Days!”
The day had finally come.
Evan sighed, sitting cross-legged on the tree trunk, patiently reading the entire contents of the newspaper.
No one could have imagined that the world government’s most hated and sought-after man, who had only recently been recognized by all pirates as the “Pirate King”—Gol D. Roger (this is his true name, the world government hides the information about the “D” clan by changing it to “Gol”)—would be captured by Marines hero Garp (in truth, he surrendered)!
This earth-shattering event could shock the world and alter the global power dynamics!
Even the Marines, which secretly received the information, must find it hard to believe that Roger, the absolute powerhouse who subdued the seas, would willingly walk into their net and choose to surrender.
But Evan knew. This eight-year-old boy knew everything.
Gol D. Roger wasn’t dying as a loser! He was merely becoming a cog in the wheel of history, pushing it forward even in death, without regret!
Before his surrender, Roger was already terminally ill. Before death came, he only wanted to use his identity as the “Pirate King” to try to change this era.
So, he chose to surrender, to die on the world stage, under the gaze of everyone!
“Roger, truly worthy of being a Pirate King.” Evan sighed deeply.
A new era was about to begin! The best of times and the worst of times!
The world government suppresses all others! The Four Emperors divide the New World! The Seven Warlords guard the seas! The Revolutionary Army stirs unrest!
Countless conflicts will sweep across, and no one will be spared.
“Only with strength can one survive in this chaotic era, this world of the strong!”
Evan clenched his fist.
He didn’t care who ruled the seas or whose domain it was.
If no one offends him, he won’t offend others; if someone offends him, he will repay tenfold!
Beneath the sea cliff, waves surged.
Beyond the forest-covered eastern shore was a coastal rocky cliff with a space large enough for ten people.
This had been Evan’s training ground for nearly three years.
Wearing only shorts with a bare upper body, he carried a stone on his back and lay on the ground,
palms pressed against the rock wall, arms moving up and down rapidly, muscles rhythmically bulging and contracting. A thousand weighted push-ups, a comprehensive training method.
At just eight years old, Evan’s body was taller and stronger than that of eleven or twelve-year-old children. His robust physique glistened like precious light in the sun, and his long, lean body showed no signs of bulky muscles or excess fat.
No one would believe that a child his age could have such a strong body, though relatively slender, with a hint of perfect shape.
This was thanks to his diligent training over the past three years, which included carrying stones, lifting trees, fighting wild beasts, and using all kinds of terrifying and inhuman training methods.
But what shocked him, a former special forces soldier, was that his body completely withstood all of it.
The constraints of the human body were a joke in this pirate world. Perhaps after coming to this world, his body adapted to its ability system.
Through training, he could feel his strength growing bit by bit every day.
Excavating the treasures of the human body, he gained unimaginable power!
For instance, with his current body, after only three years of training, at eight years old, he could punch with a force exceeding a thousand pounds!
A thousand pounds of punching power could kill a cow!
What concept was this? In his previous life, boxing champion Tyson’s punching power was only 500 kilograms.
A trained boxer could generally punch twice their body weight with a force two to three times. For Evan, who weighed only thirty kilograms, to punch with a force exceeding a thousand pounds was absolutely inhuman!
Evan wasn’t proud of this. Didn’t Karp’s punch shatter an island? Didn’t Whitebeard’s slash split the sky?
In this world, even just physical techniques, when taken to the extreme, could make one a formidable enemy.
Gigantic sea creatures, the Sea Kings, were merely small fry in the lower levels of the power pyramid, not worth considering.
Although he lacked guidance in this world’s physical techniques, Evan, following the training of special forces in his previous life, improved and mastered the corresponding skills.
Three years of training and honing made his skin tan and muscular, his body shining with sweat after completing thousands of push-ups, soaking the rock surface.
Finally, with sore muscles and panting heavily, he lay in a star shape on the stone.
“Three years of training, and the Diamond Body has successfully reached the intermediate stage of the first level.”
Evan’s eyes sparkled with light. The Diamond Body was an ancient martial art technique he learned after becoming a special forces captain in his previous life.
At his peak in his previous life, it took him over a decade to reach the intermediate stage of the first level, making him a king among soldiers on the battlefield.
Now, at only eight years old, with his body still undeveloped, he had reached the peak level of his previous life, which gave him immense confidence even in this world filled with strong individuals.
When the first level of the Diamond Body is perfected, the body becomes invulnerable to blades and bullets!
When the second level is perfected, it becomes impervious to water and fire!
When the third level is perfected, the body is said to be immortal!
Though immortality might be exaggerated, Evan believed that he could become a peak physical fighter by practising the Diamond Body.
If possible, he would like to stay on this island until he was sixteen, training the Diamond Body to the second level before leaving.
But this island…
“Evan.”
A clear, childish voice broke his thoughts.
Evan opened his eyes to see a cute purple-haired girl in a dark blue dress carrying a bag.
“Robin, how dare you come here alone.”
“This isn’t your territory; why can’t I come?” Robin huffed, throwing the bag at his face and sitting beside him.
“It hurts.”
“Doesn’t it hurt being pressed by a stone?”
This little girl…
Evan was speechless, got up, and opened the bag, finding it full of assorted snacks.
His heart warmed, and he couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsh.
After all, she was kind enough to bring him snacks.
“Next time, tell me in advance, and I’ll come to pick you up.” Evan tore open a packet and put a cookie in his mouth.
“No, I’m not that weak!” Robin turned away, coldly retorting.
“A six-year-old little girl, be careful of meeting a perverted uncle!” Evan crunched the cookie.
“None of your business!”
This little girl, she didn’t show it in the original story, but she was quite tsundere.
“Want a lollipop from your brother?” Evan waved a dog-packaged lollipop in front of her.
“Pervert! This is mine!” Robin snatched the candy.
Evan looked at the tsundere little Robin and couldn’t help but smile.
Perhaps it was fate; on this familiar yet strange island, he had unintentionally saved Nico Robin from a group of bullies.
The future venomous-tongued older sister of the Straw Hat Pirates.
He knew why she was bullied: She accidentally ate the Paramecia-type “Hana Hana no Mi” Devil Fruit, gaining the ability to sprout limbs on her body.
Those kids didn’t understand, thinking she was a monster or demon, and ganged up on her.
Robin, seeing Evan save her and not fear her ability, became deeply curious about him.
Over time, they became friends.
“Why do you torture yourself and even self-harm?” Robin turned back, looking at him with curiosity.
Evan’s forehead grew three thick black
lines.
Damn!
So, in her eyes, his training was self-harm!
“I’m practicing physical techniques to become stronger.” Evan cracked his knuckles, the bones making popping sounds.
“What’s the use of being strong?” Robin glanced at him, believing that knowledge was humanity’s greatest treasure.
“Little girl, being strong means you can protect those you want to protect and do what you want to do!” Evan patted her head.
Hmm, her hair was very smooth and soft.
“Evan! You dirtied my hair!”
“Oh, really?”
Evan chuckled, withdrawing his hand, his eyes flashing with a complex expression.
Robin was already six years old. If the timeline from the original story didn’t change, in two years, this island—Ohara Island—would be erased from the map!
Two years later, what awaited him was the terrifying Buster Call!
Five vice admirals, ten rear admirals, nearly ten thousand elite marines, and ten top-class warships!
The Buster Call represented the absolute annihilation command of the world government, completely eradicating all threats to their rule in a given area, leaving no survivors and sinking the island itself.
Thinking of this, Evan felt a heavy sense of helplessness.
So powerless! Facing such advanced forces, he was currently too weak.
If he didn’t leave at this time, it was uncertain if he could survive and leave this island in two years.
“Evan, if one day I’m in danger again, will you save me?” Robin didn’t turn around, just calmly looked at the endless blue sea.
Evan remained silent.
Robin was also silent, her heart sinking little by little, feeling cold as if soaked by seawater.
After a long while, Evan clenched his fist and punched the rock, almost breaking it.
Robin quickly turned around, meeting those incredibly bright eyes.
“Of course! You’re my first friend in this world; I’ll definitely protect you!” Evan’s voice was resolute, his eyes unwavering.
There were still two years left. If worrying too much because of knowing too much, he would rather know nothing!
Get stronger, boy!
Evan’s fighting spirit soared.
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