Chapter 442: Mate Selection

The Great Ritual of Heavenly and Human Resonance, the Great Ritual of the Cave Heaven Realm, and... the Immortal Ship·World Ship technology?

Add to that the Pokémon-worldview Great Ritual that Indicis is about to complete...

Dorage felt that even a single second of hesitation would make him a sinner against the entire world.

Similar things weren’t entirely absent on this chat platform—but...

Dorage believed that if he truly wanted to buy any one of them, he’d need to work tirelessly for decades or even a century to save up enough.

Hisao Tobari: “Dorage is just too young-looking~”

Hisao Tobari: “Like me—I just clung tightly to the wealthy Queen of Halloween, and now I’m living quite comfortably, aren’t I?”

Hisao Tobari: “Clutching a wealthy woman’s leg means Itachi’ve got everything. Though Imu isn’t my sun—the great Halloween Big Sis—isn’t it trivial for her to support just one Dorage?”

As for this old man Dorage...

Hisao Tobari’s evaluation: an unqualified revolutionary leader.

A revolutionary leader who aspires to rewrite the age and save humanity—surely he doesn’t need to be heartless or shameless, but if he had even one-tenth of Canary’s audacity, he’d have already won over Imu, the rich and beautiful, seated upon the Void Throne, leading all humanity into the Star Age.

Sometimes, being too proud makes success impossible.

Perhaps the humans of this One Piece world truly have some psychological flaw?

Otherwise...

How could a mere Gol D. Roger, with a little stirring, spark an entire Age of Pirates?

Extreme emotionalism might be the hidden trait of this world’s humans?

Luo Qianqiu: “Did Dorage actually do it?”

Luo Qianqiu: “I thought it was just a joke?”

Luo Qianqiu: “Don’t worry, Dorage—my wedding gift won’t be inferior to Hermes or little Indicis’s. How about a strand of Undying Phoenix Divine Flame?”

Luo Qianqiu: “I’ll embed this strand of divine flame into the heart of your home planet. From now on, your motherworld will not only gain the Phoenix’s rebirth and immortality, but also achieve a balance against the overwhelming oceanic power, forming a harmony of water and fire.”

Like Hermes and Indicis, Luo Qianqiu is now a true powerhouse—even a single hair of his, cast into that mighty primordial world, would be an invaluable treasure, let alone in a mere One Piece world.

And this strand of Phoenix Divine Flame that Luo Qianqiu parted with?

Let’s just say Dorage would need to grind through chat group missions for a hundred years just to barely afford it.

Zhang Zhiwei: “...If I weren’t so old, I might even consider getting married myself.”

No way around it—even the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei was completely overwhelmed by the wedding gifts from the group members.

It wasn’t greed or materialism.

Each of these gifts was crucial to his world; possessing even one would grant the foundation for world elevation.

Possessing two would send him spiraling upward.

If he could obtain all three great ones... who’d still bother playing on this tiny planet?

He’d have the foundation to dominate the universe!

The Heavenly Master might not care about these things—but his world, his home civilization, demanded he not remain indifferent.

Yet aside from the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, everyone else remained calm.

Marriage?

What marriage?

The remaining members were either Luo Qianqiu, Konan, Floze... or other rich and beautiful women—or else Baochangtan, Ailuke, and a few children.

Or at the very least, Lu Dongbin and Chen Nan—either an immortal or a cheat-transmigrator.

Waiting for them to marry?

It was simply impossible.

Now that everyone had joined the chat group, their lifespans stretched beyond sight—their views on marriage had become utterly alien to ordinary people.

Leaving aside immortality, consider their values.

Could the values of chat group members possibly align with those of others in their own worlds?

With mismatched values, how could they ever come together?

Even among fellow chat group members, achieving value alignment was no easy feat.

Yagami Taichi saw nothing but his own Hikari.

Aozaki Mikan’s Type-Moon magus’s mate selection criteria were not something anyone could accept—especially since she was the Crown Puppeteer! In the original story, she had transformed her own body into a puppet and endlessly swapped puppet shells.

After Li Hanyi recovered from her love-sick delusion, she became a true sword fanatic—she loved her sword far more than any lover.

Hisao Tobari was a problem child; before joining the chat group, she might have grown into a mature older sister—but now, as an immortal, the idea of her ever understanding love was pure fantasy.

Lu Dongbin pursued the Immortal’s state of transcendent detachment; having become an immortal, his Dao heart was surely polished to flawless clarity.

Floze favored universal love over personal affection.

Ning Qingyu was a rigid orthodox martial master—more concerned with preserving the Dao lineage than marrying and producing offspring.

Luo Qianqiu preferred the divine dance of his own beloved shrine maidens...

And the two beloved children, Baochangtan and Ailuke, under the indulgence and guidance of the group members, had gradually shifted toward immortal perspectives—marriage was clearly an unimaginably distant prospect.

Even Hermes, though brimming with humanity and surrounded by Himeko, Buer, Black Tower, Ruan Mei... and others,

For a being of Hermes’s magnitude, his emotions bore no resemblance to mortal romance—testosterone and such a great entity had nothing to do with each other.

Under these circumstances, it was no wonder Hermes and the other greats regarded this as an exceedingly rare spectacle among chat group members.

After Dorage’s wedding, when would the next group member marry?

Not impossible, but certainly an eternity away.

Counting them all up, the most likely candidate was still the Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei?

Though Zhang Zhiwei called himself “old man,” a Dao cultivator around a hundred years old, having achieved cultivation, was hardly elderly...

In the Grand Line world, Dorage didn’t hesitate a single second—he directly flung the chat log into Imu’s mind.

Yes.

Dorage was this blunt and crude!

Dorage had little confidence in his own charm—but he was certain that, just as he couldn’t resist this absurdly generous gift, Imu would be equally powerless to resist.

As expected...

Before Imu could demand what Dorage was playing at, she stared at the new information appearing in her mind, her eyes slowly widening.

“...”

After a moment of silence, Imu thought again and again—then burst into furious laughter, utterly enraged by this fool.

“Itachi idiot!”