Pirate: The dark fruit at the beginning was hunted down by Blackbeard

Two days later, the two came to Rapeseed, a coastal city in the southwest of Alabasta.

"How could this happen!" Weiwei's eyes widened with an incredible look on her face.

"What's wrong?" In Ivan's eyes, he saw a slightly poor desert city in front of him.

"In the past, this was one of the most prosperous areas in Alabasta." Weiwei said, "This is even a city as famous as the royal capital Albana."

"As famous as the Royal Capital?"

If this is the case, then this city looks slightly shabby.

The streets of the city were full of wind and sand, and the surrounding buildings seemed to have not been repaired for a long time.

"'Rape Flower' is rich in perfume and is a coastal city, so there used to be many businessmen from other places here. In terms of wealth alone, it even surpasses the royal capital Albana."

"That's it!" Ivan said, "Maybe it's because of the domestic unrest, so all the foreign businessmen have evacuated."

"Yeah!" Weiwei nodded, "Foreign businessmen have also driven many other industries here. If foreign businessmen evacuate, it wouldn't be surprising if the city becomes like this."

Walking on the streets, there are sad scenes everywhere.

Except for some elderly people and children sitting at the door, there are almost no other people here.

"Old man, where are the people in this city? Why are things like this?" Weiwei randomly found an old man on the roadside and asked.

"All the young people have gone to join the rebel army, so only women and children are left here. And of course, there are us useless old people."

......

"It's all the king's fault... the stinky king!!"

"Haha, king, try this!"

On the wall by the roadside, there was a portrait of the king. The children were holding mud and attacking the portrait.

Weiwei looked at them, her eyes turning red again.

"Don't look at them, Weiwei." Ivan said.

"It's all my fault." Weiwei said, "A prosperous city has become so lonely, the people here must hate us!!"

"Weiwei!" Ivan touched Weiwei's long hair, "Don't think so, aren't we about to change everything?"

Keep going.

Another child.

This child was different from other children. There was no anger in his eyes, but more of a sad look.

He was sitting in the corner of a building, holding a shoe polisher in his hand.

"Shoeshine boy?" Ivan said.

"Yes." Weiwei said, "In the past, there were many businessmen here. So these children could make some money by shining shoes for businessmen from other places."

"So, after these businessmen leave, the children will go hungry?"

"Well..." Weiwei said in a somewhat apologetic tone.

Then, she came to the boy's side and touched the boy's head with her hand.

"Uhhhhhh!!" The boy started crying.

This made Weiwei a little overwhelmed.

"Do you want...to shine your shoes?" After a while, the boy said in a crying voice.

However, he glanced at Weiwei's feet, which were wearing desert sandals, so his eyes dropped again.

"How pitiful!" Weiwei turned her head and said to Ivan, "He seems to have not eaten for several days. Buy him some food!"

"Yeah!" Ivan nodded.

When she came back, Weiwei was touching the boy's head and asking some questions.

"Here, bread!" Ivan knelt down and handed the bread to the boy.

The boy took the bread and took a small bite, as if he was reluctant to eat it.

"It doesn't matter, just eat." Ivan said, "I will buy it for you after you finish eating."

After Ivan said this, the boy started eating with big mouthfuls.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at Ivan.

"And mom, my mom!"

"Hey!" Ivan sighed inwardly.

"Well, don't worry!" Weiwei said, "Your mother will be fine too."

With that said, Weiwei looked at Ivan again.

Ivan nodded slightly.

At this moment, seven or eight teenagers emerged from the alley on the other side.

Judging from their appearance, they were only thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

But there was a hint of a gangster all over his body.

Seeing these teenagers, the shoe shine boy's body seemed to be shaking a little, and his eyes showed fear.

Weiwei turned around with sharp eyes and glared at the group of young gangsters behind her.

"You guys, what do you want to do?"

"Haha!" A young man in the lead held a stick, "It's a woman. Nebuchadneah is actually with a woman. He must be a pervert as well."

"Huh? Sexy woman?" Weiwei was a little confused and a little angry.

"Haha, it's just that his mother is a pervert, that's why he got sick." Another gangster said.

"What!" Ivan was also a little confused, "What on earth are these children talking about."

"Haha, perverted woman, perverted woman..." Several gangsters shouted a few words and left.

Perhaps because they saw adults, they did not attack forward.

Just then, Ivan discovered that the boy who shined shoes was wiping tears again.

"Is your mother sick?"

Ivan got this information from those gangsters just now.

"Yeah." The boy nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I can cure her disease." Ivan said.

Since he has the healing fruit obtained in the desert, he should have no problem curing diseases.

Weiwei looked at Ivan and smiled.

"Really?" The boy stood up happily, tears welling up in his eyes, and held Ivan's hand tightly.

"Well, that's right!" Ivan nodded.

The boy happily took Ivan's hand and walked deeper into the alley.

The alley goes deeper and deeper, and it should lead to a poor place.

Weiwei followed behind, her expression a little solemn.

Ivan let go of the boy's hand and motioned for him to lead the way, then turned back and came to Weiwei's vicinity.

"What's wrong? Weiwei!" Ivan asked.

"...Nothing." Weiwei said.

But looking at her expression, she seemed to be worried.

Ivan followed Weiwei and didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, Weiwei finally spoke.

"I heard before that there are many underground brothels in Rape Flower, which specifically serve businessmen from other places."

"Yeah!" Ivan nodded.

"However, this kind of business is prohibited in Alabasta," Weiwei said. "After several cleanings, I thought there would no longer be such a business here."

"So?" Ivan asked.

"But, her mother!" Weiwei whispered, "The children just said that it was perverts who got this disease."

Ivan somewhat understood.

"You can't blame them, no one wants to do this." Ivan said, "No one wants to shine shoes for others, and no one is willing to do the same job day after day, and no one is willing to sell their body."

"It's all about living." Ivan said, "You who grew up in the palace probably don't understand."

Although Ivan admires Weiwei's courage to save the country, Ivan and Weiwei are still fundamentally different in terms of their origins.

In his previous life, the way Ivan worked hard to live was actually no different from this shoeshine boy.

"What do you know?" Weiwei whispered, but did not look at Ivan.