Chapter 15

The Shandians have excellent sleep quality.

Within just two days, they were repeatedly stunned by Conqueror's Haki and only gradually awoke as the sun rose high, led by Calpa.

Not far away, Saint Saint Saiwen and Mihawk were sparring.

They fought purely with blade strikes, without using Haki or flying slash qi.

Clang～ Clang～ Clang～

Watching the two figures duel, Calpa couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder Saint Saint Saiwen has grown so strong."

While we were still asleep, they had already begun cultivation; from now on, the Shandia warriors must keep pace with Warrior Seven.

Roll up!!!

Sensing the warriors gradually awakening, Seven ended his sparring with Mihawk and led the Shandia legion toward the Sky Island region ruled by Gan Fuer.

All he sought was to be crowned the new god of the Sky Island.

Consolidate resources while continuing to grow stronger.

After opening the system for over a month, he'd only obtained one Gorilla Fruit and sold it for 1200 points…

The efficiency is simply too low.

In truth, the current Sky Island god, Gan Fuer, had long tried to ease the hatred between Sky Islanders and Shandians, seeking peace between the two races.

Alas, Gan Fuer's personal strength was insufficient to forcefully suppress and crush opposition like Saint Saint Saiwen could.

Disagree? Beat you until you submit.

Saint Saint Saiwen was no bleeding-heart do-gooder; when he first transmigrated, he saw everyone around him as paper-thin characters.

He was fiercely proud inside.

Only after failing to outmaneuver life, struggling desperately to survive, did he finally face reality and abandon wishful thinking.

This is a living world.

The reason he sought peace between Shandians and Sky Islanders was primarily because the Sky Island was rich in resources, boasting vast amounts of gold and various shells.

Ideal for development while earning points.

Upon hearing Saint Saint Saiwen's intent, Gan Fuer not only refused, but even roared and led the Sky Island warriors in resistance.

"Sky Islanders will never be slaves!"

After fruitless negotiations, Saint Saint Saiwen drew his blade; thunderstorms erupted across the sky, interweaving with red-black Haki.

As the two forces surged forth, all Sky Island soldiers collapsed into sleep, leaving only Gan Fuer standing, his body smoking from being struck by lightning.

Gan Fuer plopped down on the ground.

"Saint Saint Saiwen-taro, you went too far."

"Sorry."

Only then did Saint Saint Saiwen realize: Old Gan had intended for the Sky Islanders to witness the gap, to prevent future rebellion.

Gan Fuer waved his hand, his face unreadable—whether sorrowful or relieved, no one could tell.

"I hope you become a worthy god; otherwise, even if I'm no match for you, I'll lead my people in rebellion."

Allowing an outsider like Saint Saint Saiwen to become Sky Island's god was Gan Fuer's reluctant compromise.

If the Sky Island warriors had been able to defeat Saint Saint Saiwen just now, the outcome would have been different.

Unfortunately, not only had they failed to defeat him, the gap was so vast it was terrifying.

One glare from him, and all his people fell.

As for refusing and leading a death-defying rebellion?

Gan Fuer knew Saint Saint Saiwen wouldn't mind letting the Sky Islanders experience what a true pirate truly was.

Pirates aren't gentle souls.

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled: "I've always believed in democracy."

What is democracy? Equality above oneself; strict hierarchy below oneself.

Gan Fuer nodded: "I hope so."

"Then." Saint Saint Saiwen turned to the doctor: "Wake them up. Let's throw a feast!"

The root of hatred between the two races lay in the extreme scarcity of land above the White Sea, leading to unequal resource distribution.

How to solve it?

Saint Saint Saiwen currently had no concrete strategy.

But even if he did, he'd only set the policy—actual implementation would rest entirely on Gan Fuer and Calpa.

But before that, wine and barbecue first.

If one feast isn't enough, then two.

While the chefs were slaughtering cattle and sheep, Saint Saint Saiwen asked Gan Fuer for various types of Sky Island shells.

"Shells? Saint Saint Saiwen… my lord, does a man like you still need such external things?"

Though puzzled, Gan Fuer still obeyed the current Sky Island god's command and sent men to fetch dozens of shell varieties.

"This is the Laser Shell…"

As Gan Fuer explained the functions of each shell to Saint Saint Saiwen, the doctor quietly edged closer.

"My lord, regarding your divine title?"

Flashing before his eyes was the figure from the Illusory Realm, its side face and chin barely visible, Saint Saint Saiwen smiled faintly.

"His Divine Majesty, Mikoto-no-Mikami, the Great Sovereign."

"Divine title: Lei Shen."

Gan Fuer nodded thoughtfully: "I'll work with the priests to spread your divine title to every corner of the Sky Island as soon as possible."

Under the pretense of bathing, Saint Saint Saiwen picked up the Sky Island shells and slipped into the bathroom,

Having drifted away from Loguetown all the way to the Sky Island, the moment of harvest has finally arrived.

Since Sky Island Shells are reusable combat resources, setting the price too high would make them hard to sell.

But if the price is set too low, it feels like a huge loss.

Saint Saint Saiwen pondered for a moment, referenced the 1,000-point price of the Flying Cape, edited the information, and listed ten types of shells sequentially on the trading platform.

【Laser Shell: 1,000 points, stealth laser sword, can cut down a giant tree in one strike】

【Flash Shell: 1,000 points, emits blinding light to interfere with enemy vision, essential for sneak attacks】

【Impact Shell: 1,000 points, absorbs and releases impact, small in size but powerful, strong recoil, use with caution】

【Rejection Shell: 10,000 points, an extinct shell, ten times the power of the Impact Shell】

【Slash Shell: 1,000 points, unleash slashes with a casual wave, do you also want to become a swordsman?】

【Wind Shell: 1,000 points, an extinct shell, combining attack and mobility】

【Water Shell: 500 points, portable water storage tool, stores and sprays water】

【Heat Shell: 500 points, portable cooking tool, absorbs and releases heat】

【Flame Shell: 1,000 points, Mera Mera no Mi, even a dog wouldn't eat it】

【Octopus Hot Air Balloon: 1,000 points, Sky Island specialty, dedicated to survival at high altitudes】

Since Sky Island Shells have not been widely used across the seas, Saint Saint Saiwen's pricing strategy was slightly aggressive, more than several times higher than the direct sales system prices.

Basically, it was a tentative quote.

Anyway, there are only a few days left in this month; next month, the consignment count will reset.

Besides, perhaps travelers from other worlds happen to need them?

"Ding, your consigned item: Water Shell, purchased by an Apocalypse user, gained 450 points, current point balance 716."

"Ding, your consigned item: Laser Shell, purchased by an Apocalypse user, gained 900 points, current point balance 1,616."

"Ding, your consigned item: Flame Shell, purchased by a Naruto World user, gained 900 points, current point balance 2,516."

"Ding, your consigned item: Flash Shell, purchased by a Naruto World user, gained 900 points, current point balance 3,416."

The consecutive notification sounds made Saint Saint Saiwen pause for a few seconds, then he chuckled continuously.

"Tsk tsk tsk, exposed."

Saint Saint Saiwen never expected that after a consigned item was sold, it would display which world the buyer came from.

Then the fact that he bought Mengxiang Yixin must have been known by that stubborn fool in Teyvat.

"Let you show off!"

"Awesome!!!"

Gaining over 3,000 points, Saint Saint Saiwen was in high spirits, even starting to reflect: was the pricing for Sky Island Shells too conservative?

"That guy from the Naruto World probably has a high demand for elemental shells like the Flame Shell."

"Next month, I'll double the price."