[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-one-piece-starting-by-finding-red-haired-s-sever":3,"chapter-one-piece-starting-by-finding-red-haired-s-sever-one-piece-starting-by-finding-red-haired-s-sever-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","One Piece: Starting with Shanks' Severed Arm",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":18,"prevChapterSlug":19,"totalChapters":20,"novelImage":21},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":12,"translator":16,"content_hash":17},2215501,3907,"Chapter 1: First Appearance, the Boy of Cocoyasi Village","one-piece-starting-by-finding-red-haired-s-sever-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>As autumn deepened, a heavy rain swept across Cocoyasi Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, wow, wow! Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Siano, run!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black-haired boy dashed out of the orange orchard gate at dusk, carrying two baskets of oranges on a shoulder pole, sprinting wildly toward the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the baskets. Two little figures popped out from the pile of oranges with a \"pop,\" poking their heads out from the boy's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Charge, Siano-ship! The intersection is three hundred meters ahead, hard to port!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orange-haired girl on the left raised her right hand, full of spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nami, be sensible. Your brother is already very tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-haired girl on the right held up an umbrella, frowning slightly, her voice gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha? You're the one being sensible? If you were so sensible, you wouldn't still be sitting in the basket!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-nonsense! I'm holding the umbrella to shield Brother from the rain! He's a head taller than me; how could I shield him if I didn't sit up here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch, well I'm directing him because I'm afraid Siano will look down and lose his way. Either way, I'm more useful than you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the familiar bickering of his two little sisters, Siano was long since used to it. He glanced at the umbrella, which was nowhere near the top of his head, and quietly quickened his pace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the two sisters and the hundred and thirty kilograms of oranges were all resting on his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy still moved as if flying, his breathing steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, that familiar house appeared in his field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights were already on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the window glass, one could see a slender figure busy in the kitchen; cooking smoke climbed out of the chimney, merged into the rain and mist, and quickly vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed the wooden door open with his right hand, and the orange glow of the fireplace instantly washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the warm halo, the sweet scent of oranges and the smell of pine collided, pushing the cold rain and chill right out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano set the baskets down on the floor with a thud, closed the door, and lay down on the old sofa, stretching his limbs out into an 'X' shape and letting out a comfortable yawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The firelight from the hearth brewed the twilight into a thick caramel, flowing over his outstretched limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soreness and exhaustion seemed to drift away along with the dreary sound of the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, are you back? Nojiko, Nami.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of footsteps in the kitchen approached. \"And Siano, it's really been hard on you lately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no! The two little ones scrambled out in a panic, but they knocked over the bamboo basket with a clatter, both of them tumbling to the floor with a \"splat,\" and the golden oranges rolled everywhere like little suns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, I knew it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young woman in an apron, her dark red hair tied in a ponytail, stood with her hands on her hips, looking angrily at her two daughters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You said you were going to help your brother, but you were just going to cause trouble, weren't you? Sitting in Siano's baskets again—are you only happy if you tire him out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bell-mère, we know we were wrong...\" Nami and Nojiko looked pitiful, lowering their heads and kicking at their toes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine, Bell-mère.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano turned his face from the sofa, his weary voice tinged with gentleness. \"Don't blame them. The rain was heavy and sudden; I was the one who told them to hide in the baskets. Not only does it keep them dry, but it's also good exercise for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right, that's right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two guilty little imps immediately became echoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, you're so infuriating! When will you ever be as sensible as Siano?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bell-mère gave the two little ones a light rap on the head with her fist, though she didn't have the heart to use real force. \"No more of this next time! Go get towels to dry your hair and come in for dinner!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saved! Nojiko and Nami gave their big brother a look of tearful gratitude before cheering and running toward the kitchen table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bell-mère, what's for dinner tonight? Duck breast with orange sauce? Yay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And honey-glazed ribs! Wow, let me have a taste!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Did you wash your hands? You dare grab it with your bare hands! You two wretched imps, at least wait for your brother!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the chatter from the kitchen, Siano leaned back contentedly, but his neck suddenly felt the warmth of a ceramic cup against it. The warmth of ginger cola mixed with honey snaked its way into his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Drink it while it's hot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bell-mère's sharp voice sounded. \"You only know how to protect your two sisters; you don't know how to take care of yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a set of clean clothes from the wardrobe and, to Siano's astonishment, yanked off his top and began wiping his upper body with a hot towel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh, well, Bell-mère.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano tried to dodge, but was forcibly pulled back to his spot, looking embarrassed. \"I'm thirteen already, you really don't have to do this. Just let me do it myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Less talk!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bell-mère assumed the dignity of a foster mother, leaving no room for argument. \"You're only two years older than Nojiko, so stop pretending to be a mature man. Stand still!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no helping it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano could only let her fuss over him like a ragdoll, his face wearing an unwilling expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep down, however, a warmth couldn't help but rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be able to live in Cocoyasi, to grow up in a family like this...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's really good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his previous life, when had he ever experienced this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Changing a lightbulb at the orphanage at twelve and cutting his hand, working overtime all night at twenty-five and being carried to an ambulance after collapsing, his heart rate monitor going flat in the ICU on his twenty-sixth birthday...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until he suddenly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He discovered he had become a five-year-old boy, covered in blood and filth, amidst ruins and rubble, and that female Marine in a white coat of justice had leaned down with difficulty to offer him a helping hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've told you how many times!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bell-mère suddenly twisted his ear hard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't push yourself, don't push yourself! You harvested twelve baskets of oranges today, and you still insisted on running a seventh trip! Do you know that little heroes are the easiest to catch a cold?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano grimaced and hurried to grab the towel, but was covered by a dry set of clothes that smelled of fresh citrus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coarse wool sweater pricked his neck slightly, and the crackling of the fireplace mingled with the rustling of her tidying up his wet clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountains of plaid shirts from his previous life had never smelled of sunshine, but the sensation of coarse fabric rubbing against his skin now made his chest ache with a strange, sweet soreness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano looked at the face in the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black hair, black eyes, the silhouette of a thirteen-year-old boy bathed in warm light, his eyelashes still damp from the towel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That lonely shadow that once stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of a skyscraper had long since been ground into dust by the ticking of the old clock in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you,\" he suddenly said in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bell-mère paused in her tidying, then quickly returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's that for? I should be the one thanking you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've taken on all the hard and tiring work in the orange orchard. Doesn't that make me, the mother, look like a useless idiot? Honestly, you're still just a little shrimp, yet your strength is so frightening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know who your biological parents were, but I feel like they must have been someone important. Like, once you reached a certain age, boom—your bloodline awakened, and you inherited some incredible power...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodline power?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There's no such thing as a bloodline that suddenly awakens; I'm not Nika.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano was slightly stunned, feeling both amused and helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first few years after his reincarnation, he had lived in a daze, bickering with his sisters every day, picking mushrooms on the mountain one day and catching fish in the river the next, just like a real child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until two years ago, around the age of ten, that his brain developed fully and he gradually sorted out the memories of his past and present lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His biological parents in this life were just ordinary people from the Oykot Kingdom who died in that brutal war; there was nothing special about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he transmigrated, if he hadn't happened to be rescued and raised by Bell-mère, he probably would have become a corpse in the ruins long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could understand Bell-mère's rambling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because his performance was indeed a cut above the rest, especially in Cocoyasi, such a small village in the East Blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At only thirteen, his strength was already unimaginably great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the wrestling tournament held at the harvest festival a while ago, out of the hundreds of adult men in the town, not a single one was his opponent; they couldn't even last a few rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ordinary background, an ordinary bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And growing up in a rural fruit-farming family, never having had a famous master's guidance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To have this kind of strength, it was naturally because of the golden finger he carried with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deep Sea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siano recited the wake-up command in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system started instantly, the air rippled like sharkskin, and a ghostly blue light screen, visible only to him, appeared before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the \"Sacrificial Trading System\" he had awakened three years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Name: Siano】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Age: 13】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Height: 159cm】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Strength: 1.9】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Agility: 1.8】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Stamina: 1.7】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Spirit: 1.3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining Points: 25】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Skills\u002FTalents: Breathing Fist (Minor Success), One-Sword Style (Entry), Cooking (Entry), Fruit Tree Planting (Minor Success), Fishing (Great Success)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The average base attribute for an ordinary adult in the pirate world is one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Siano's base attributes were only around one point something, he was confident that he could easily fend off a siege of seven or eight adults, provided both sides were unarmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had just been playing around at the wrestling tournament; he hadn't used his real strength at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the way attribute points were calculated was by no means as simple as addition or subtraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was highly likely that it followed some kind of exponential function; for every bit the value increased, even if it was just by 0.1, the gap in strength was quite vast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called Sacrificial Trading System.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the name suggests, it came with a trading market that provided a few items that could be purchased with points, refreshing once a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source of the points depended on whether the host could provide qualified sacrifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sacrificing, one would receive points of the same level based on the difference in value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first awakened the system, Siano wasn't sure what counted as a sacrifice, so he experimented everywhere, even catching a stray dog to test it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whether it was a big fat fish just caught, a rabbit hunted in the forest, or a large denomination banknote of a thousand Berries, none of them could be sacrificed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until one accidental time that he tried using the old service pistol Bell-mère had used when she was a Marine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it turned out, he hit the jackpot, and it actually succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, the system even thoughtfully provided an appraisal panel:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Sacrifice: Bell-mère's Old Flintlock】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Quality: Excellent】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Value: 50 Points】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Appraisal: A weapon that accompanied Bell-mère through her entire youth. The gun is mottled, witnessing her growth from a fledgling rookie to a soldier who could hold her own on the battlefield. Even after retiring, she often polished this gun; it is not just a memory, but also the reliance she used to support this family. It is of great significance to her.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so damn thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the appraisal, Siano tossed and turned in bed, feeling so guilty he didn't sleep well all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the next day, when Bell-mère discovered her pistol was missing and stood at the door, anxious and angry, cursing the thief for an entire morning, he wanted to slap himself a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm truly damned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, as the guilt gradually faded, when he went to choose targets, he tried to pick those inconspicuous little items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, Nami's orange flower hairpin, Nojiko's forehead band.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were things Siano had bought for his two sisters himself a few years ago when the family was still poor; they were already very worn out and not worth much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that life was slowly getting better, it was about time to replace them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sacrifice was successful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's just that the damn system was still so fond of twisting the knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Sacrifice: Nami's Orange Flower Hairpin】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Quality: Ordinary】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Value: 180 Points】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Appraisal: A cheap accessory sold at a general store for one hundred Berries, but young Nami loved it very much, treating it as a treasure, wearing it every day and reluctant to take it off, even putting it under her pillow when she slept. It carries the deepening emotional bond between the siblings.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Sacrifice: Nojiko's Old Headband】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Quality: Ordinary】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Value: 30 Points】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Appraisal: A faded strip of cloth stained with orange juice, difficult to wash clean. Nojiko has the awareness of being the eldest daughter; whenever her foster mother and big brother were busy in the orange orchard, she would use it to tie her forehead tight to help, fearing that sweat would flow into her eyes and sting, making her brother, who doted on her, feel heartache.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, Siano was silent for a long time, then slapped himself twice more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm truly damned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world of martial arts is vast, and we meet again today. Long time no see, everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2382,"2026-06-17T09:02:26.651Z","Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","bef2acd6892fa949857e5fec6f536a1b19fe6624a69f07a0452463e1173c930c","one-piece-starting-by-finding-red-haired-s-sever-chapter-2",null,139,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fone-piece-starting-with-shanks-severed-arm-cover.jpg"]