(These chapters are setting up plot points, indicating that the protagonist is the antagonist.)
East China Sea, the floating restaurant Balati. It's a ship that resembles a plated carp dish.
Wang Han, who had appeared here with Kuina through Kamui, was filled with helplessness at his bad luck. He had used his radar to locate the ship ten times that morning, and all ten times it was a pirate ship. He didn't know if it was his bad luck or the bad luck of the pirates in the East Blue.
"Actually, we can have those pirates lead the way," Kuina whispered. Having encountered pirates ten times, Wang Han had always decisively killed them all. He could easily have them guide him; with Wang Han's strength, those pirates wouldn't dare to try anything funny.
“That’s a waste of time,” Wang Han said. Actually, Wang Han could have used the radar to observe the target first, and then moved directly after confirming it, but he didn’t do that. He moved randomly, like playing a game, relying on luck, and maybe he would even encounter something interesting. This was also Wang Han’s way of passing the time.
"Haha..." Upon hearing this, Kuina could only laugh awkwardly. Wang Han's method of taking her through space was indeed very convenient and quick. However, the pirates of the East Blue were unlucky. No pirate who had seen them could survive for more than ten seconds. Wang Han had so many ways to kill people, not only changing the method but also being fast.
"Let's go in and choose a chef," Wang Han said, leading the way into the Balati Restaurant.
Seeing this, Guina quickly followed, unaware that Wang Han would choose a chef in this way.
"Welcome, please come and be seated with me." As soon as Wang Han pushed open the door to the restaurant in Barati, a burly waiter greeted him with a big smile, leading the two to an empty table.
"What would you two like to eat?" After leading the two to their seats, the waiter immediately handed the menu to Wang Han, took out paper and pen, and asked with a smile.
"Anything is fine, but let me make it clear first, the taste has to satisfy me." Wang Han pushed the menu back and said, "Let me taste just how good your Barati cuisine is."
"Then I'll recommend Balati's latest dishes to you; I guarantee you'll be satisfied," the waiter said confidently, before going to inform the kitchen.
(Unnecessary details have been omitted.)
The kitchen staff were quick; Wang Han only had to wait ten minutes before the waiter brought out the dishes.
Wang Han only tasted it once before putting down his cutlery, shaking his head and saying to the waiter, "The taste is just so-so, there's too much seasoning."
"Uh." The waiter hesitated for a moment, then could only say, "I'll change your dish."
Wang Han had previously stated that the taste had to satisfy him, so the waiter had no choice but to prepare a new dish for him.
Unfortunately, even though the waiter kept bringing Wang Han different dishes, Wang Han only took one bite each time before shaking his head, putting down his cutlery, and pointing out his dissatisfaction. Clearly, none of the dishes satisfied Wang Han.
As Guina watched the dishes being removed one by one, and smelled their delicious aroma, she couldn't help but swallow hard.
"Guest, are you still not satisfied? This is our sous chef's specialty." The waiter said through gritted teeth as he watched Wang Han put down his cutlery again. If it weren't for the prior agreement and his assurance, he would have already started eating.
"The taste is indeed good, but it still doesn't satisfy me," Wang Han said, shaking his head.
"You're just here to cause trouble, aren't you?" the waiter said, rolling up his sleeves. He couldn't take it anymore.
"If I wanted to cause trouble, no one here would survive." Wang Han looked at the waiter, the stench of blood emanating from him filling the entire restaurant.
"Uh..." Sensing Wang Han's terrifying bloody aura, the waiter who was rolling up his sleeves froze. Making a move would be tantamount to courting death.
“Patty, let me cook for him now.” Just then, a blond man with curly eyebrows and wearing a black suit walked over and said to Wang Han, “Sir, my name is Sanji, and I am the sous chef here. I will serve you now.”
"Sanji." Wang Han suppressed the stench of blood on his body, glanced at Sanji whose legs were still trembling but who was forcing himself to remain calm, and nodded, saying, "Then cook your best dish..."
“I’m very sorry, sir, his cooking skills are not yet excellent enough. Let me serve you.” An elderly man with a long braided yellow beard and a tall chef’s hat, who had lost a leg, interrupted Wang Han and came to him, saying, “I am the head chef here, the owner, and the best cook here. Zhefu.”
He stayed in the kitchen and knew that a discerning palate had arrived, but he didn't come out because he wanted to hone the skills of his chefs.
“Red-Leg Zeff, former captain of the Chef Pirates, dreams of finding ALLBLUE.” Wang Han looked at Zeff and said calmly, “I’m looking forward to your cooking skills.”
“You may have to wait a little longer. Good dishes not only require cooking time, but also the freshest ingredients,” Zhefu said.
“No problem.” Wang Han nodded and said, “I will provide you with the ingredients. You can tell me what ingredients you need, within a hundred miles of the sea.”
"Go and bring out all the kitchen utensils." Upon hearing this, Zhefu glanced at Wang Han in surprise, nodded, turned to the chefs behind him, and then said to Wang Han, "One bluefin tuna, two clams over ten centimeters long (this is One Piece, don't worry about the water area and size), one rainbow lobster or crayfish over ten pounds, and if you have any near-shore kingfisher, that would be even better."
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