"Pfft, this tastes so damn bad. This damn system actually sent me to this godforsaken place where birds don't even shit."
The speaker was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.
The young man's name was Bitz. He had black hair, black eyes, handsome features, and short hair that stood upright. His skin was a healthy wheatish color. Under his simple black short-sleeved shirt and shorts were tight, well-defined, and streamlined muscles. The only thing different from an ordinary person was perhaps the deep brown monkey tail swaying behind him.
Bitz's muttering didn't receive any response, and he had long since accepted this.
Who would have thought that just an hour ago, he was at home drinking cola and watching some inexplicably abstract video. In the blink of an eye, he found himself bewildered and transported to this unknown island. Not only were there no traces of humans to be seen, but he was almost eaten as an after-dinner snack by a passing tiger.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a cheat named the 'Bloodline Propagation System' came to his side. It gifted him the Saiyan Royal Bloodline and an Artificial Moon as beginner's packages, infused him with basic information about the current world and the system's usage methods, and then fell silent. The only thing left was a panel, visible only to Bitz, floating before his eyes, allowing him to check his data and receive rewards.
Taking another bite from the charred, blackened tiger leg, Bitz's face turned livid as he simply chewed the unseasoned, overcooked roast meat a couple of times before swallowing it.
'Damn, although it tastes terrible, it's still meat from a 5-meter-tall tiger. In my previous life, not only could I not eat it, I probably wouldn't even have seen one.'
Looking at the pile of bones left from the big tiger, Bitz felt some emotion but wasn't particularly surprised. Because from the information imprinted by the system, he already knew this was the world of One Piece.
In this world, not to mention a 5-meter-tall tiger, even dinosaurs, long extinct, still remained here. Let alone those sea kings as monstrous and unimaginably large as sea monsters.
'Hoo~ Thinking about it this way, at least in this world, I don't have to worry about filling my stomach.'
After an hour of adjustment, he had already accepted the reality of his cross-world travel. Not to mention, he was a high-level transmigrator with a system by his side. He should be happy that he could travel the One Piece World with a Saiyan bloodline.
"Heheh, whatever Four Emperors, Imu... just wait until I develop. Watch me blast you all to bits with a single energy wave."
Fantasizing about a beautiful future, Bitz called up the panel.
'Open the personal panel.'
As soon as the thought formed in his mind, a semi-transparent blue screen appeared before his eyes.
[Host: Bitz]
[Age: 20]
[Gender: Male]
[Height: 198CM]
[Bloodline: Saiyan Royal Bloodline (System benefit, unrelated to combat power, allows maintaining reason after transformation)]
[Skills: Artificial Moon (Starter pack skill, usable regardless of combat power), Low-Level Ki Application (Bonus included)]
[Combat Power: 15 (Before modification: 1)]
[Sole Mission: Propagate the Saiyan bloodline in the current world. As long as you perform actions or measures to propagate the bloodline, the system will give corresponding rewards based on those actions.]
[Note: The weakness of becoming weak all over if the tail is grabbed has been eliminated for you.]
...
After reading his panel, Bitz couldn't help but curse.
"Only 15 points! Isn't this just 5 points higher than kid Goku when he first appeared in Dragon Ball?! Can I even use the Artificial Moon with such low combat power? It's commendable that the tail weakness is gone, though. But why was my combat power before crossing only 1?! Even though I was a lazy, inactive otaku who didn't exercise, 1 point is just too pathetic."
After a good rant about his combat power, Bitz barely suppressed the displeasure in his heart. But thinking that he only had a measly 15 points of combat power, he still felt uneasy.
'No good, I need to quickly complete the mission according to the system's requirements.'
Discarding the completely finished leg bone in his hand, Bitz patted his butt and stood up from the grass.
Earlier, he had been chased by the tiger from the island's beach into this forest. Now, wanting to go back was already impossible.
With low combat power and not knowing how to use Bukujutsu, he had no choice but to brace himself and head in a random direction, hoping he could find his way out.
"Heave ho, heave ho, might as well consider it training. Let's see exactly what level my strength is at with 15 combat points."
Stretching his legs and doing some warm-up exercises, Bitz picked at a direction and suddenly shot forward, his figure nimbly weaving through the trees, leaving afterimages behind, his speed as fast as a leopard hunting in the forest.
Just as Bitz thought he would be lost in the forest for a while, five minutes later, he suddenly saw light ahead.
Whoosh!
With a flash, he stepped on a tree branch and leaped out of the forest.
"Eh, that's... a house?"
Just after leaving the forest area, the shadow of buildings appeared in his line of sight. However, these buildings looked ancient, seemingly on the verge of collapse at any moment. If he hadn't seen the wisp of smoke rising from within the ruins, he would have thought it was some long-abandoned relic.
"Someone actually lives in such dilapidated ruins? Could there be some secret inside these ruins? Then I absolutely have to get involved."
Thinking of mountains of gold, jewels, and treasure, he immediately lifted his leg and walked towards the ruins, openly and without any worry about exposing himself.
........
Inside the ruins discovered by Bitz, a lively banquet was currently underway.
A group of young men were happily singing, dancing, drinking large mouthfuls of alcohol, and eating meat. The scene was very lively. A small number of people sat around the bonfire on the ground, watching their companions' performances and happily applauding.
Among this group, only one rough-faced middle-aged man had a blanket cushion under him, and a young subordinate beside him poured his wine, making him look quite distinguished.
The middle-aged man was named Himan. He was the captain of the Roving Hunt Pirate Crew and the leader of this group.
Watching his dancing and singing subordinates, Himan was in a very good mood. He picked up his wine glass and took a large gulp. The young man beside him immediately refilled his glass after he put it down.
Perhaps sensing the Captain's good mood, a few underlings immediately came forward with their glasses and began to flatter the Captain.
Underling A: "As expected of the Captain, picking such a great spot in one go. The villages here not only have no Marine garrison, but each one is also filthy rich."
Underling B: "That's exactly why Boss Himan is the Captain. We still have a lot to learn from this kind of foresight."
Underling C: "Captain, I admire you so much. Let me toast you first."
Under the successive barrage of flattery from the underlings, Himan couldn't help but grin widely.
"Hahahaha! Learn well from me. To be a pirate, you must be able to tell where the pickings are rich and where not to plunder. If your vision is no good, you won't survive in this world."
"Right, right, right! We must strive to be like the Captain."
The three immediately offered more flattery, delighting Himan enough to drink several more glasses of fine wine.
But invariably, at times like this, there's always someone tactless who breaks the harmonious atmosphere.
A young man who had recently joined, following the three seniors over to learn and trying to gain some presence in front of the Captain, sighed regretfully and complained softly:
"The only pity is that we ran into those damn bounty hunters halfway. To escape, we had to throw away a lot of our loot, and even the women were left behind."