Chapter 91 The player's sister...it was you...
"Welcome back, Ginny!"
Seeing the ship about to dock in the distance, Violet walked quickly toward the shore, but clearly a figure rushed out faster than her.
ah……
Seeing Ginny being held in the arms of the bear, and Bonney being sandwiched between the two, grumbling and kicking the bear with her short legs, Violet quickly closed her eyes and pulled Robin and Chopper behind her back.
Chopper, completely oblivious to the situation, asked, "What's going on? What happened?"
This is Robin, who has an exceptionally rich theoretical knowledge: "Miss Ginny and Mr. Bear are in love. According to statistics, couples in the throes of new love have a greater than 90% chance of kissing or engaging in intimate acts after a long separation."
Violet's ears burned as she listened: "Oh dear, Robin, it's not easy to say things like that!"
"Island Lord!"
Ginny comforted the bear and then called out to the island lord, who was about to leave, "Island lord, do you have anything you want to ask me?"
Of course! What gift did Ginny bring her?
Even Violet knew that asking this question to an outstanding islander who had just closed his first major official deal was a bit tactless.
With her hands behind her back, Violet stammered a greeting: "Uh, is everything alright? No injuries or dangers, right?"
Big Bear looked at Violet in surprise, and even Bonnie in his arms forgot to nibble on Big Bear's collar for a moment.
Good heavens! The island lord has actually learned useless human social etiquette. Luo will be very pleased when he finds out.
"It was alright, we didn't encounter any danger, and the sales process went smoothly."
With the business genius Tezzolo acting as a go-between, and given the excellent quality of La Leyen's fruits and vegetables, the remaining half of the produce quickly sold out, in addition to the agreed-upon share being given to Zeff, whose new store had just opened.
Ginny handed the ledger to Vera: "Mr. Tezzolo hopes we can increase the fruit and vegetable quota next time."
"Oh, but this is already the limit of our current production."
Rather than rashly expanding the production area, it is more important to control the quality. Moreover, the dry season is not a good season for clearing land and cultivating fields. Just taking care of the farms in the R'lyeh area has already exhausted everyone.
Let's wait until the next mild season to buy the island from Mr. Edward and expand the planting area.
Vera handed over the agreed-upon payment to Teach, who had lost a lot of weight. Watching him hurriedly set sail and leave with his commission, Vera couldn't help but remark to Ginny, "Mr. Teach is also eager to go home."
Ginny glanced at Lucci, whose face also looked haggard, and smiled, "That's right."
What does Ginny think of Teach?
"In terms of cost performance, it is indeed very good. It is really impressive that the island owner was able to negotiate with him."
"That's... cough cough, I wonder if Teach would be willing to cooperate with us long-term in the future."
“I think Mr. Teach has no reason to refuse.”
Ginny wasn't interested in Teach's ambitions, but he did have some skills that could be used by the island lord. As for his little schemes, others would take care of them anyway, wouldn't they?
Since it would take some time to tame that tough nut like Lucci, Ginny was more than happy to have someone else do the work for her.
As for Teach's own thoughts?
You see, in the eyes of the Whitebeard Pirates, this trip of Teach's was easy and lucrative, so Teach had no reasonable reason to refuse.
That's enough. The cautious Teach won't do anything to alert the Whitebeard Pirates. He'll come over even if he has to grit his teeth, when Vale asks for his permission next time.
As Lucci listened to Ginny and Vera's conversation, a cold smile crept onto his lips as he lowered his hat to hide his disdainful gaze.
This woman is quite adept at putting on airs in front of Violet.
Although he failed to make contact with the World Government this time, Lucci has not given up his plan to betray Violet and the island's intelligence in exchange for greater power.
Having been away for a long time, he subconsciously looked around and began to gather information. He soon noticed something new that had appeared on the island—a slightly tilted stone tombstone.
Why would a tombstone suddenly appear here? Could it be that during his absence, an exceptionally fierce battle broke out on this island, resulting in someone's death?
Just as Lucci was wondering, Ginny also noticed the tombstone: "What's that?"
“Oh.” Violet followed Ginny’s gaze, assuming she was referring to the straw mat roll next to the tombstone. “The place where I slept.”
Ginny: "Huh?"
Lucci: "..."
“Well…” Ginny started trying to find a reason for Val’s strange sleeping habit, “It really does feel cool?”
They're all sleeping in graves, how could they not be cool?
"I didn't feel that." After several nights of trying, Vera finally realized that she couldn't refresh the ghosts until she defeated John.
So during this time, Violet fought John in her dreams every night, and she almost lost count of how many times she was killed by him.
Violet went from confronting the enemy head-on at the beginning to abandoning all decorum and fighting until she was exhausted, even using her teeth and nails.
Strangely, when Vera angrily bit the other person with her teeth, John showed satisfaction with Vera for the first time, giving her a bright and satisfied smile, and then choosing to break her neck with his own hands instead of using a rapier.
She was saying something incomprehensible like, "Good sister, you did a good job."
...What a strange ghost. I'll say it again, there's a reason why John became one of the ghosts at such a young age.
It's just sleeping in a cemetery, not on the Five Elders' desk. What's the big deal?
Ginny quickly convinced herself, only reminding him, "Cover yourself up with more things, be careful not to catch a cold at night, Island Master."
"No, no... Oh, right, I almost forgot." Vera rummaged through her backpack and handed a bag of gold coins to Lucci and Ginny. "This is your reward for this trip."
Even if the big bears stationed on the island had money, they had nowhere to spend it. But when it came to things that Violet and the others usually acted with her, Violet would just open her wallet and give them whatever they wanted.
Only Ginny and Lucky, who need to go out and do business independently, need these glittering little things.
Lu Qi was stunned by the heavy feeling in his palm. He subconsciously opened the rough cloth bag and stared blankly for a moment when he saw that it was full of high-quality gold coins.
This is the benefit of having a partner who ate the Gold-Gold Fruit; at least when exchanging Berries for portable gold coins, no one dares to use inferior ones.
"Coo coo, coo coo!"
Hadori excitedly bounced back and forth on Lucci's shoulder.
"Oh, right, and Hadori too." Vera first gave Lucci a big bag of popcorn, then put a necklace with gold beads on Hadori's head. "Go buy whatever you want."
Feeling the heavy weight on his neck, Hadori felt so happy he was about to faint.
Lucci stiffly held the gold coins in his hands. If simply staying in R'lyeh and eating the food provided by Violet could be excused by feigning submission to lower the other party's guard, then accepting money from the other party, especially so many high-quality gold coins, was a very subtle act.
This bag of gold coins is more than all the money Lucci has earned over the years working for the World Government.
You have to understand that during the training camp, not only were they not paid, but their lives could be lost at any moment.
As for officially joining the CP department... well, he hadn't completed his mission to capture Violet, so he wasn't officially considered a member of CP yet. However, when they went out on missions, they temporarily enjoyed the same treatment as CP9 members, with all expenses reimbursed by the World Government.
But it wasn't all that great either. Every expense required a report beforehand and a written statement afterwards, so they didn't actually have much money to spend at their discretion.
The impact of the gold coins was so direct and naked that even the staunch World Government loyalist Lucci couldn't help but have a rebellious thought at that moment—that if you want to become a superior person, if you want to hold power and carry out dark justice, you don't necessarily have to go through the path of the World Government.
However, Lucci quickly suppressed this budding idea. Coming from a World Government training camp, joining the CP department and climbing the ranks was the most orthodox path for him, and so far, the most suitable method for him.
As for betting on Vie?
With only one island under her control, Violet is not even comparable to the behemoth that is the World Government, let alone some pirates who live in the cracks between various forces on the Grand Line.
"Keep it up and do a good job." Unaware that Lucci's loyalty to the World Government had been shaken by her bag of gold coins, Violet encouraged the two with promises of good fortune, "You'll get a bonus for every deal you close in the future."
"How about it? Your island lord is generous, isn't he?"
Lucci put the gold coins away, coldly ignoring Violet's pleading gaze.
The last time they went out was during the rainy season, and by the time everyone in R'lyeh reunited, it was already the dry season. What do old friends do after reuniting? On this vast sea, this question often elicits a remarkably unanimous decision—a feast!
The abundant supplies brought by the rainy season allowed Violet and her group to enjoy themselves to their heart's content. The windproof stove in the middle of the base had been sealed off and put out of use, and the lighting equipment had been replaced with heat-absorbing fire pits burning with eerie blue ice flames.
Having taken on a new role, Violet was finally freed from her months-long vegetarian diet; otherwise, she suspected she would have become a Buddha on the spot if things had continued like this.
While enjoying the coolness brought by the ice and fire and eating the roasted meat, Violet did not forget to take out the parchment scroll to admire her work.
Looking outwards from the base, the advanced farms are neatly arranged within the working radius of the snowball launcher, with some corners of the circular coverage area filled with compost bins and boxes containing water jugs.
Near the meadows and thickets live buzzing bees. The wildflowers that grow explosively during the rainy season allow them to collect plenty of high-quality honey without having to leave the hive for long. With their bees well-fed and warm, the queen bee and worker bees work hard to raise several new queen bees.
A few days before the end of the rainy season, the new queen bees lead a small group of worker bees and guard bees on a nuptial flight to find mates. Then, on the last day of the rainy season, they return to R'lyeh and move into the wooden hives prepared by the bears, where they develop their colony in order to protect the original hive.
The vines and bamboo shrubs were transplanted to locations far from the base to prevent venomous snakes from spawning and causing poisoning incidents. The berry bushes that bear sweet and sour fruit were carefully tended by fences. Their perishable nature made them unsuitable for export, but they were very popular and people would occasionally scratch them and eat them as snacks.
The good practice of replanting saplings after logging has allowed Laleye Island to remain a beautiful and lush island despite its long history of development. Lush coconut trees dot the sand, and the golden beach stretches all the way to the azure sea.
The shallow sea area was not wasted either, with fish farms scattered across it. Every morning, boats would hang nets on the stern and circle the islands to randomly find varying amounts of translucent fish roe.
Throw fish roe into the fish farm and wait a week to refresh and get a random variety of sea fish.
That's great.
Amidst the crackling of the fire and the bubbling of the cooking pot, Violet stood up and raised her glass to everyone.
"Respect for the past, respect for the present..."
Violet tilted her head back and downed the entire glass of vegetable cocktail, a bright smile on her face.
"Homage to Tomorrow!"
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"Not bad, you've actually managed to hold out for fifteen minutes."
Watching Vera, who was supporting herself with one hand on the Shadow Sword, her eyes glazed over due to the sanity-draining side effect of the Shadow Sword, John stroked his stubble and a satisfied smile spread across his face.
"To repay your teacher, shouldn't you bring me some fine wine next time?"
While Violet was busy recovering her strength, she glanced at the man. Was this guy becoming more and more intelligent as he spent more time in her dream?
Thinking about it, it seems like it's been several nights since I've heard John refer to himself as "sister," and he's even now, quite humanely, asking for a drink... but...
"You...used me...as a punching bag...shouldn't...you...pay me?!"
What kind of teacher is this? How did anyone become a teacher? These days, anyone can call themselves a teacher.
Violet spoke without the slightest hint of guilt. Had John taught her anything? No, her progress during this period was clearly something she figured out on her own through sheer struggle.
If John could hear Valerie's inner thoughts, he would surely mock her naiveté.
Teaching? What did she take this ocean for, and what did she take him, a former member of the Rocks crew, for? Did Violet expect him to be like a teacher in a school, giving her theoretical guidance word by word and then teaching her step by step?
Just imagining that scene made John feel nauseous and almost vomit.
His teacher was all the pirates on this great sea.
No theoretical instruction is needed, only repeated combat practice.
As long as you can survive, you can naturally absorb your opponent's strengths and gain experience. As for dying, that only means that he was nothing special.
John was taught this way, and naturally, he would only teach Valerie this way.
However, unlike the prickly and impolite girl, Violet, he had great respect for his teacher.
Specifically, this manifests in the fact that all the teachers he killed were drowned in the sea, while the teachers he didn't kill would be killed by John after he became stronger, and then drowned in the sea.
Look, he even took care of disposing of the body after his death. How can you say he was disrespectful?
As John rose to fame, almost every teacher he targeted failed to live to see the sunrise of the following year, with the sole exception...
John looked nostalgic as he gently stroked the hilt of his rapier.
The only exception among them, the guy who suffered a crushing defeat no matter whether John chose to attack head-on or sneak up from behind, was his later captain, Rocks D. Gibbek, known as the "King of the World".
So, his kindness towards Vera might be partly due to seeing a shadow of his former captain in her – both of them were terrifying beings who disregarded worldly rules and acted recklessly to the point that even he was terrified.
"This is really heartbreaking." Oh no, thinking about the man who died before he could even get a proper chance to repay him, John felt a little itchy again. "Looks like I should try harder."
He was quite gentle with Vera before, okay? Although Vera could escape from the dream every time she died, John knew quite a few ways to drive someone to a mental breakdown without killing them.
John flicked the blood off his rapier: "Again!"
Violet, who had been startled awake from her dream once again, was now adept at lying on the straw mat and replaying the battle in her dream.
Yes, I lasted eighteen minutes on my last attempt, breaking my previous record. Congratulations!
As Violet was thinking about turning over to go back to sleep, she was suddenly surprised to find that her butt was glowing.
Oh no, not her butt, it was her pockets and backpack that were glowing. Violet rummaged around for a bit and finally found the culprit that had turned her into a firefly in the middle of the night.
Violet held the fully bloomed [Abigail's Flower] in both hands: "Why are you glowing? Do you want to tell me something?"
Judging by the time, tonight the Abigail Flower can house a soul.
Violet took out the [Potential Soul Attractant] and sprayed it on herself several times. Then she clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and prayed earnestly: "Please give me a gentle, considerate, and kind older sister."
John's "sister" is enough just to appear in my dreams; the "sister" who fights alongside her must be kind and gentle!
Oh no, should she continue eating vegetarian food for a few more days to accumulate good karma?
"A brilliant planner, a game developer, a dice girl, and an omnipresent machine spirit... I, the believer, am willing to exchange a combination of meat and vegetables for my wish to be fulfilled."
[XXX is attracted to you]
Something light and fluffy fell onto Vera's nose, making her nose itch and causing her to sneeze.
What is it?
Violet removed the little thing from her nose.
Uh, black, feathers?
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"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Early in the morning, before Luo had even opened his eyes, he heard Vera's drawn-out, soul-calling voice echoing from the east end of the island all the way to the west end.
Very well, now the entire island, from top to bottom, from people to birds, has lost their lazy sleep.
Luo crawled out of the tent and looked at the island owner, who was running excitedly towards him, his forehead still covered with sweat that was particularly noticeable in the early morning.
"What's wrong?"
He's a mature kid now, and he won't be easily frightened by anything. Even if Vera runs over in a panic to tell him that all the flowers on the island have turned into man-eating flowers, Law will just calmly hold up a fire and burn them one by one.
Luo, who is so clean that she's almost a clean freak, calmly took out her toothbrush and cup, filled a glass with water, and started brushing her teeth while tilting her chin up, waiting to hear Wei'er's sharing.
Vera presented the blooming Abigail flower to Luo with both hands.
"Look, my sister has appeared!"
A tall man with a semi-transparent black feather cloak awkwardly waved to Luo.
"Hello, long time no see?"
Luo: "..."
puff!
He turned around abruptly, thus avoiding spraying a mouthful of foam directly onto Wiltshire and Mr. Corazon.
Although Law had already undergone a transformation of his worldview and believed in the existence of ghosts when Violet first brought Lady Olvia's soul to R'lyeh Island for everyone to see, he had already believed in the existence of ghosts in this world.
But knowing that ghosts are real is one thing, seeing the deceased Mr. Corazon appear in front of you is quite another.
Looking at Rosinante, whose face was still covered in thick clown makeup, Rosinante's eyes reddened, his nose tingled, and he felt like he was about to cry.
Unable to read the air, Violet pounced and scooped up Rosinante's weightless spirit form: "How was it? Wasn't my sister super—amazing?!"
This is the sister she drew after making a sincere wish all night!
With a look of wanting praise on his face, Rosinante, who was extremely embarrassed by Vil's insistence, struggled for a couple of times to no avail, and then chose to cover his face and bury his head in the sand like an ostrich.
A little over 1.5 meters tall, Violet, was hugging a Rosinandi who was over 4 meters tall. The sight was so beautiful that Rosinandi immediately wiped away his tears: "Your sister?"
"How come I didn't know you had an older sister?"
"And Mr. Corazon, it's been a long time. When were you captured by the island lord?"
Vera looked at Rosinandi, then at Rosinandi, and was astonished.
Her sister is not only her sister, but also the former host of Islander No. 1.
Upon hearing this, Violet immediately abandoned her beloved "sister" and let out a loud howl, clinging to Luo tightly like a koala.
"No, Luo, I won't allow you to be fickle!!!" Luo is her islander, and even if the former host comes looking for him... she can't take him away.
Vera whispered in Luo's ear, "Look at his clown costume, he's obviously not a good person."
"It's so tall, it must eat a lot. Watch out, it might steal your food."
"And that black feather cloak that looks like it's going to explode in heat. Wait—it's the dry season now. Doesn't he know to wear clothes when it's cold and take them off when it's hot? Maybe he's out of his mind."
Rosinandi, whose hearing was good, was struck dumb. He was so shocked that he lost all color and pitifully squatted on the ground drawing circles.
Why?
Rosinante, who was executed by his own brother Doflamingo, never imagined that he would ever open his eyes again.
Given Doflamingo's ruthless and vigilant nature, even his own younger brother, the last blood relative remaining in this world, would only face death after betraying him.
Doflamingo would not allow him to be rescued again, so when Rosinante opened his eyes again and saw the pale-skinned, faintly aurad little girl standing in front of him who inexplicably attracted him, he thought she was the angel his mother had told him about in the story.
Well, although this angel didn't look very healthy and didn't have beautiful wings, Rosinante recalled his life and thought with unease that he shouldn't be going to hell.
Just as Rosinandi nervously reached into his pocket to pull out a cigarette, Violet gasped and pounced on him, giving him a big hug.
"Oh, sister, sister, my gentle, beautiful sister, you've finally arrived!!!"
Feeling the little thing in his arms, who was not much different from the original Luo Da Shang, Rosinante froze.
While working undercover in the Don Quixote family, Rosinante, in order to maintain his persona of disliking children, was always rude to Rosinante and the group of children, including Baby 5.
Later, after learning Rosinante's real name and realizing that he was suffering from lead poisoning and didn't have much time left, Rosinante took him to seek medical treatment everywhere. Although the misunderstanding between the two had been resolved, Rosinante was not a very emotional child, and he had never experienced being hugged by a child.
Rosinandi was so flattered that his brain short-circuited, and he even began to worry that the little girl in front of him might have been traumatized or frightened to have acted this way.
Violet then clung to him, showering him with compliments, which made Rosinante break out in a cold sweat.
Rosinandi: My cat keeps making noises, is it sick?
Rosinandi nervously and cautiously gathered information. It turned out that Violet had been waiting for her dead sister to emerge from that flower. He, who had mysteriously died and become a ghost, was attracted by Violet's aura and appeared here in a daze. As a result, the little girl mistook him for her dead sister.
Rosinante, deeply traumatized by her family of origin, looked at the little girl in front of her, who had been struggling alone with her illness for who knows how long, just to see her sister one more time. She couldn't help but hug her back and burst into tears.
So what if she transfers her affections? So what if she wants to replace her meals? This strong young girl just wants to see her sister one more time, what's wrong with that?
From today onwards, he will be called Don Quixote Abigail!
As a result, just when Rosinante's emotions had stabilized a little the next day and he realized something was wrong, worrying that Violet's inability to distinguish gender might be a sequela of psychological trauma, he saw Rosinante, who had been given the Op-Op Fruit at the last moment, brushing his teeth very healthily and meticulously, and almost getting sprayed with foam by the kid.
Before Rosinante could be overwhelmed by the double dose of adorable children, he saw that Violet, who had been praising him like crazy the night before, had completely changed her tune, spewing out terrifying venom that pierced his heart with every word.
Rosinandi felt his heart was dead and that he would probably never be close to any children again in his life.
"I won't leave." Luo sighed and pulled Violet off him, taking a deep breath to save himself from almost suffocating.
“But…” Vera fiddled with her fingers, “that clown knew Law before I did, right?”
So she didn't just pick up a unwanted Luo, but rather snatched someone else's free-range Luo? Now that Luo's previous owner has come knocking, well... Violet won't give it up either.
The flower language of the Dark Mushroom is "Hurry up and you'll miss out; if you're not happy, don't play. At worst, we can fight for custody of Law." After John's inhumane "training," Vera is quite confident in her current strength.
"Hmm." Luo nodded, still looking at Vera intently. "Even so, I won't leave."
Vera: "Really?"
"real."
Vera needs him far more than Mr. Corazon, and, well, Law doesn't think Mr. Corazon, who's been targeted by Vera, can get away.
Rosinandi, who was just a "sister" but has now been reduced to "that clown," was in tears.
Who will speak up for him?
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Author's Note: The weekend went by so fast, sob sob, I still want to stay in bed [crying emoji]
Congratulations to Rosinante for appearing in her older sister form! [Upright rabbit head]
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