One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Mechanic

In the vast and boundless universe, there is such a planet.

The sea is the only constant theme since its birth for hundreds of millions of years.

On this sea, countless legendary names and deeds have been left behind. Their stories have been sung to every corner of the planet, inspiring generation after generation to raise sails and be brave in the face of the unknown sea. set sail.

Times have changed, and the world has changed dramatically.

But the sea is still there, without joy, anger, sorrow or joy, just like it was at the beginning.

Quietly looking at the groups of creatures, standing on it, issuing the bold oath that I have heard countless times

"I want to become the Pirate King!"They said this in unison.

One Piece? Sounds familiar?

Yes, One Piece.

Because this era is called the Great Pirate Age!......

The vast sea is extremely dangerous, but beneath the turbulent waves, it also hides its unique beauty, which is also the fundamental driving force that has urged people to set sail without hesitation for thousands of years. And our story begins from this sea that has remained the same for thousands of years. It begins from this sea called the East China Sea, which is known as the weakest sea.

Among the islands scattered like chess pieces in the East China Sea, there is such an island with no name and no people.

The scenery on the island is picturesque, the blue water sparkles under the sunlight, and the white sand beach is scattered with colorful shells and corals. The sea breeze blows gently, bringing the fragrance of seaweed and the singing of seagulls, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

On the edge of the cliff, a figure lies there quietly, as if he is a part of nature, with a homemade sun hat on his head. The green color looks a bit out of place, but it is enough to help him resist the scorching sunlight at noon.

The boy lay there with his hands behind his head, seemingly taking a nap, or perhaps having a nice dream. Beside him, there was a row of fishing rods, with fishing lines gently hanging down, swinging constantly in the breeze, and the fish hooks swaying in the clear sea water.

The picture was peaceful and beautiful.

But everything in this world is always fleeting.

It was the same now.

The boy, who was enjoying a wonderful afternoon rest, was suddenly awakened by a bell. It turned out to be a bell he had placed on the fishing rod. Once a fish was hooked, it would make a sound to remind him so as not to miss the prey.

After all, for him, fish was the easiest meat to get on this nameless island.

The boy immediately jumped up, and the straw hat that was originally covering his face was thrown aside roughly, but the boy didn't care. For him, food was the most important thing at the moment. It was not until then that his true face could be seen.

His skin has become slightly dark and shiny due to long-term exposure to the sun and seawater, and it is a very healthy wheat color. His originally smooth face has become even rougher due to the sun and sea breeze.

The boy is about 1.78 meters tall, with clear muscles on his half-naked upper body, and six abdominal muscles neatly arranged on his skinny belly. His hair, which has not been trimmed for a long time, has grown to shoulder length. Although it is tied into an incongruous bun with straw rope, the extra hair hanging down still cannot hide the fluffy and messy feeling.

If the boy is thrown into a modern big city, he will naturally be scrutinized and commented on for being unkempt. He may even be regarded as a homeless person. If he happens to appear in the live broadcast of a certain internet celebrity, he may even start a legendary life. But now on this uninhabited island, there is no such thing.

The boy is very happy at this moment, because he can feel from the fishing rod that the fish caught is definitely a big fish, and it should be the biggest fish he has caught since he came to this world.

This time, I won't be short of meat for at least a week.

"Huha~~huha~~"

The boy tried his best to pull up, shouting chants rhythmically.

But soon, he realized that something seemed wrong.

Because judging from the weight of the fishing rod alone, it was definitely a big fish that was hooked, but this big fish showed no signs of struggle, which meant that there was no feeling of wrestling with prey when fishing. but more like...He caught a big dead fish, but it was difficult for the boy to pull it up because of its weight.

After realizing this, the boy immediately relaxed a little, tested it, and found that there was indeed no pulling sensation from the fishing rod, then he carefully bounced his head off the cliff.

Good guy, it doesn’t matter at this glance, where did the big fish come from? It's obviously just a huge wooden barrel suspended in the sea.

"grass!"

The boy who had gone through ups and downs couldn't help but swore, and threw the fishing rod to his feet angrily. As a result, the fishing rod suddenly rushed downwards. It turned out that the waves were pushing the barrel and wanted to pull the fishing rod down.

The boy saw He was so shocked that he swooped down to grab his fishing rod, then took a straw rope he carried with him and tied it to a nearby tree, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Fish, but it's better than nothing. At least he can get a good storage container.

Because this is a sunken location on the island, the boy often sees all kinds of miscellaneous things brought by the sea currents. , the wooden barrel like a blind box is naturally one of the unavoidable ones.

At first, the boy was very excited, with the mentality of buying a lottery ticket, always thinking of giving it a try, turning the bicycle into a motorcycle, and imagining what he could drive out of it. The magic weapon, or the legendary devil fruit, and a box full of food is also good.

But what about the magic weapon and the devil fruit? He didn't know how long they had been stored. He has seen a lot of food. Although he lacks food, he is not brave enough to eat everything.

""Alas~ I hope I'll have better luck today."

The boy sighed and began to walk down.

As mentioned earlier, the place where he was fishing was a cliff, about four or five meters above the sea below. It was fine for fishing, but it would be a bit difficult for him to drag a wooden barrel up.

The boy walked briskly along the path he had walked countless times, heading towards the coast below.

The straw sandals made of leaves and weeds stepped lightly on the fine white sand, leaving a footprint that was neither deep nor shallow.

From a distance, the boy saw the wooden barrel, which looked quite large and was floating on the sea.

"Looks pretty good."

The boy muttered, then walked over and fished it to the shore.

After taking off the handmade fishhook that God knows how to get stuck, the boy stood the barrel up, stretched out his fingers and tapped on the lid.

As a result, the next second, the barrel It was like a time bomb that was triggered, exploding directly.

"Hahahahaha, finally saved!"