Goku's Journey to Another World from Naruto

Chapter 265 A Spark
At dawn, the bronze bell that fell from the ruins of the palace let out a long sigh.

The guillotine's blade was transformed into a pancake iron plate. The sizzling batter was flipped from time to time by the chef and soon formed into a fragrant egg pancake.

The people in the queue stepped over the blood that had not yet completely dried on the ground and took the pancakes in an orderly manner.

They were covered in dust, looked tired but energetic, and when they took the pancakes, the smiles on their faces widened even more.

And these smiles are called happiness.

Not far away, several children were playing together, picking up broken helmets from the ground.

They ran from one end of the street to the other, and their clear and lively voices echoed throughout the place, making the whole world seem more vibrant.

"It's great, Sabo, this country is alive."

Kerla, who was a little dirty, looked at this scene with joy and a sweet smile on her face.

As early as two years ago, when they came to this country, the people here had numb expressions and lifeless eyes, and everything was dead wherever they went.

At that time, she couldn't imagine what kind of life would make this country so gloomy. Even the children, who should be lively by nature, were so gloomy that they looked like octogenarians who were about to be buried.

Later, after their investigation, they learned that the king here was tyrannical and capricious.

Not only did they enact many extremely strict laws, such as the "Dress Ordinance", which prohibited civilians from wearing any clothing that was not black or gray.

Once they were found wearing clothes of other colors, they would either have to pay a huge redemption fee or be beaten into a slave, working day and night and often dying of exhaustion at their jobs.

Many brutal royal games were also developed, such as the monthly house-burning game: within a randomly selected range set by the king, royal family members could randomly select a civilian house within the range and throw fireballs at the same time, betting on whose chosen house would be reduced to ashes the fastest.

The civilians whose houses were burned down were also required to pay a fire tax to the royal family.

If they were unable to pay, they would be sent to the arena, injected with drugs that stimulated human potential but were extremely harmful to the body, and fought with ferocious beasts obtained by the royal family through various means.

In the end, he would either be eaten by wild beasts amid the loud cheers of royal members, or he would luckily kill the wild beasts amid their curses and successfully leave the arena, but he would die suddenly within a few years.

All in all, the life of the people of this country in the past cannot be summed up by just one word: miserable.

"Yes, the sprouts of life have begun to grow, and now it's time for it to thrive."

Sabo, with blood still on his face and a water pipe on his shoulder, smiled with relief when he saw this peaceful scene.

What their revolutionary army is doing is to save this country from the sea of ​​suffering and let the local people live a happy and peaceful life.

During these two years, under their leadership and propaganda, the local people have formed new ideas, and many have chosen to join their revolutionary army to contribute their insignificant and shallow strength to overthrow this corrupt world.

To describe it in one sentence, the sparks have been sown unknowingly by their revolutionary army, just waiting for the day when they will burn this dirty and corrupt world upside down!
"No news about that guy yet?"

Inside the office, Kizaru was lying on the old chair as usual, looking lazily through his sunglasses at the subordinate who had just walked in, inquiringly.

Ever since he arrived at the sea area where Wukong last appeared, he searched there for several days in vain and got no new news from the other party. So he came to a nearby naval base, where he leisurely waited for intelligence to appear.

"No, Admiral Kizaru."

His subordinates shook their heads, feeling very puzzled.

Judging from the guy's previous behavior, although his whereabouts were always erratic, he never concealed his whereabouts and was discovered by the World Government's intelligence personnel from time to time.

But now so much time has passed, more than a week, and there has been no new trace of the other party, which is very strange.

Could it be that the other party is now starting to cover up his whereabouts?

As his superior, Kizaru naturally thought of this.

He cracked his nails and said in a strange tone, "Oh my, this is troublesome. Could this guy be hiding from us?"

"With his abilities, if he doesn't want us to find him, it would be really hard to find his whereabouts."

"How come such a thankless task has fallen on me? It's really troublesome."

If the situation did not allow it, and if he was lazy, he would really want to run to the Five Elders and slam the table and ask:

Shouldn't such a good job be given to someone like Sakaski who is full of energy every day? Why give it to someone like him who just wants to do the work?

The early morning at Sau Port is opened by the sounds of people busy at work.

Boiling steam rises from the iron plate, and the constantly exploding oil bubbles are like shock waves, making the burnt aroma of the pancakes spread all over in front of the port, attracting many people to line up to buy them.

The fishermen bit into their cakes, greeted each other, walked on the creaking wooden boards, and walked towards the fishing boats anchored in the harbor, which were dyed golden by the early sun, preparing for a new busy day with smiles on their faces.

Three merchant ships with flags flying were loading cargo. Sailors were carrying baskets of volcanic sweet oranges back and forth. Farmers were licking their fingers and counting the banknotes in their hands. Their wrinkled faces looked particularly pleasing to the eye under their blooming smiles.

"Brother, please give me one."

In front of the pancake stall, after the queue dispersed, a new customer came.

Inside the stall, the boss was moving his stiff wrists, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed his happy mood.

Although he was tired, he enjoyed the tiredness now compared to the previous days when he was tired and worried.

"Okay, sir, what would you like to add?"

Hearing the voice in front of him, he reached out to the batter without raising his head, grabbed a handful and poured it on the iron plate, and asked in a very skillful manner.

"What's the news, bro?"

He gently wiped the spatula a few times, and a pancake that was thicker than those from other vendors began to take shape on the iron plate.

"Sir, there is a board on your right hand side with the introduction on it."

As he spoke, he glanced up at the guest in front of him.

Then he moved his eyes downward, ready to continue focusing on the pancakes.

however--

Less than two seconds after he moved down, his heart buzzed and he quickly shifted his gaze back to the guest in front of him.

No, to be precise, on the face.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't notice your eyes just now."

Looking at the closed eyes of the guest in front of him and the two scars on his eyelids that spread from the forehead to the cheeks, he felt extremely guilty.

The other party was obviously a blind man, but he still asked him to look at the added material board by himself. Wouldn't this make the other party mistakenly think that he was teasing him?

"It's okay, little brother. Can you recommend some good ingredients to me now?"

Fortunately, the guest in front of him didn't seem to think so, or perhaps his apology made the other party forgive him, and his tone was still extremely gentle.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, sir, the most delicious meat here is volcanic wild boar meat. Almost every guest who comes to my restaurant will order it."

He flipped the pancake over and spoke rapidly.

"Then, eggs are what most people order, and it makes the pancake more fragrant."

"And my own special pickles. Let me tell you, just a little bit of these pickles can make my cakes ten times more delicious. That's why many people come to buy from me."

There was a confident expression on his face.

"So it doesn't matter whether you add other things or not, you must add these three things, and you will definitely be satisfied!" "Haha, okay, brother, then I'll do as you say." The customer responded almost without hesitation.

"Okay, sir, leave it to me!"

After he responded, he picked up a piece of roasted volcanic wild boar meat from the bucket and placed it on the iron plate to heat it.

Then, when he was about to put down the tongs to crack the eggs, he glanced at the face of the customer in front of him, thought for a moment, and picked up a piece of volcanic wild boar meat and put it on the iron plate.

Zizzi! !
As the golden egg liquid and pancake blended together, emitting an increasingly fragrant aroma, he first placed two pieces of heated volcanic wild boar meat on the pancakes, and then picked up some special pickled vegetable shreds and sprinkled them on top.

Then, use a spatula to fold the pancake in half and then in half again, and a tempting pancake is completely ready.

"Guest, this is your first time here, right? To express my welcome, I'm giving you this pancake."

He packed the pancakes in a bag and handed it to the customer in front of him with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the guest shook his head and smiled, "Brother, I feel your warm welcome. Thank you, but I have to pay you."

Seeing that the customer refused to pay and took the pancake, he shook his head and smiled: "Well, the volcanic boar meat is four hundred Baileys a piece, the eggs are seventy-five Baileys each, the pickles are the same, and the pancakes are fifty Baileys, a total of six hundred Baileys, sir."

"Okay, bro."

A thousand-dollar bill was held out before his eyes. He took it and wanted to exchange it for four hundred to give back to the other party.

However, when he found the money and looked up, he was surprised to find that the other party had walked some distance away.

"Hey! Guest, here are your four hundred Baileys!"

He held up the money and shouted, then tried to get out of the stall and catch up with the other person.

But he unexpectedly turned his head and raised the pancake with a crescent shape bitten out of it: "Volcano boar meat is really delicious. Two pieces together are very chewy."

"you"

He rushed out of the stall and suddenly stopped.

After a while, he scratched his face and turned back to the stall.

"That's strange, how did he find out?"

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On the street, a tall, middle-aged blind man wearing a purple kimono and wooden clogs was tasting a pancake in one hand, while with the other hand he was leaning on a cane and sword, constantly exploring the way ahead, making short but eye-catching sounds.

In front of him, many residents heard the noise and looked over, some pulling their children out of the way, some moving their fruit carts back, with friendly smiles on their faces.

Some enthusiastic people even came forward and said, "Hey, uncle, where are you going? Do you want me to lead the way for you?"

"Thank you, but I won't be using it for now."

The blind man was none other than Fujitora Ichisho, who was promoted to admiral through the world conscription after the Battle of Marineford in the original work.

But now, he is just a master hidden in the world and unknown to the world.

Therefore, he does not have the title of Fujitora yet, his name is just Yixiao.

After responding to the enthusiastic young man with a smile, he continued to walk on the street while eating pancakes.

'What makes this country so passionate and vibrant?'

Although he couldn't see the smiles on the faces of the people around him, he could feel the joy from the bottom of their hearts and the full vitality emanating from their bodies.

And this is what he has been able to feel since he set foot in this country.

"There is still a lingering smell of blood and gunpowder in the air. What happened in this country before?"

He was very curious.

"Yes, yes! That's it! You have successfully mastered the essentials."

On the boat, looking at Robin floating half a meter in front of him, Goku, with his hands on his hips, praised loudly.

At this time, they had been two days away from leaving Sky Island and returning to the Grand Line.

After returning here, facing Robin and Puyol who were very interested in flying, Wukong taught them everything he knew and taught them the Flying Dance Technique with just one sentence.

Puyol, who already had a good grasp of Qi, although he stumbled a bit, quickly mastered the art of flying.

Robin, who was not very familiar with Qi, was naturally dumbfounded after hearing Wukong's divine teachings, and his brain almost crashed.

But, fortunately, she was very smart after all, and she actually figured out the trick from Wukong's teachings. After trying five or six times, she was able to actually float in the air!

pat!

"call--"

After landing on the ground, Robin breathed a sigh of relief, and looking at the happy Goku, he couldn't help but complain: "Goku, I find that you still have a lot of room for improvement in teaching."

"Huh? Really? Hahaha."

Wukong touched his head and smiled foolishly, not caring at all about being criticized for this.

Even though he wasn't very good at teaching, every disciple managed to learn it successfully, right?

Half a day later.

"Hiss—it smells so good! Boss, please give us three pancakes!"

In front of the pancake stand, Wukong looked at the topping board on his right hand side for a while, put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "I want to add volcanic wild boar meat, glazed chicken, and grouper meat."

He listed most of the meat dishes in one breath.

"This"

The boss's hand that was smearing the batter froze, he looked up and smiled awkwardly: "Sir, you can only put two servings of meat in one pancake, if you put more, there won't be enough space."

"Is that so? Then add volcanic boar meat and glazed chicken."

Wukong pinched his chin and said.

"Then I'll add grouper meat, eggs and crispy fragrance."

"Mine is the same as Boss Goku's, with volcano boar meat and glazed chicken as well."

Robin and Puyol beside him also said so.

"Okay! Three guests! Please wait a moment!"

The boss skillfully prepared the pancakes and added meat, and at the end asked, "By the way, guests, would you like some of my special pickles?"

"I'm telling you, just adding a little bit of my pickles will make this cake ten times more delicious!!"

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(End of this chapter)