One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

In situations like these, nothing is more direct than the results of actual combat.

Shiryu of the Rain remained silent, his feet moving in small, quick steps. He had mastered the Six Styles of the Navy, Shave, and had improved since two years ago, reaching a terrifying speed of one hundred meters per second, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.

Faced with an opponent who had rushed forward, Yang Ming descended like a thunder god, calmly issuing the execution order.

"Kirin!"

"Rumble! Rumble!"

Amidst the rumbling thunder, dozens of bolts of lightning as thick as buckets descended from the sky.

While in mid-air, Lei Ting suddenly changed form, transforming into a colossal creature called a Qilin.

The Qilin (麒麟) can only be produced by a wise and benevolent ruler.

In that instant, the world lost its color.

Upon seeing the Qilin lightning descending from the sky, Shiryu of the Rain's pupils constricted sharply, shrinking to pinpoints. In the instant before losing consciousness, only one sentence flashed through his mind:

"Fuck!"

Chapter 161 This kind of low-level attack isn't even worth dodging.

"Ah...stop...it's...it's coming out..."

Ain blushed deeply and clung tightly to the railing with both hands.

No matter how many times ships have traversed space anchor points, the violent shocks during space transmission are unavoidable, causing those with poor physical condition to vomit and have diarrhea each time.

As the colossal steel ship emerged from its spatial anchor point, returning from the distant deep-sea prison to Water Seven, Ain's legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the ground like a rag doll, causing the massive, sizable hill to ripple with turbulent waves.

Thinking about her shameful behavior just now, Ain blushed even more, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it.

Fortunately, many others were behaving the same way, pulling out paper bags and gagging, so no one really noticed her.

The farther the distance of spatial transmission, the stronger the sense of spacetime tearing becomes.

To give an example, just like when you're in an elevator, you feel a strong sense of weightlessness when the elevator doors open; it's a similar situation.

Ain looked up at Yang Ming and saw that he had remained expressionless throughout, standing there like a statue. She thought to herself:

"Senior is so awesome!"

Back in Water Seven, everyone busied themselves preparing for the public broadcast of Jack the Drought's execution.

Jonathan went to the central square to inspect the terrain and deploy people nearby to prevent any potential raids on the execution ground.

Tina, along with Ain, Binz, Shuen, and Shuzo, stationed themselves in the central square to maintain order. Due to the large size of the central square and the lack of manpower, even the Achino family, who had just joined Yang Ming's command, were transferred here.

Shiryu of the Rain, his body wrapped in bandages, participated in the operation despite his injuries, working alongside Rob Lucci and his team of black-clad agents to hunt down all criminals within Water Seven, including but not limited to bandits, pirates, and human traffickers—they were to be found alive or dead, minimizing any uncertainties or risks.

Yang Ming, acting as a hands-off manager, was happy to delegate such complicated matters to his subordinates.

If he has to do everything himself, even if Yang Ming had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to handle it all. It would be better to delegate the power to his trusted subordinates and let them take initiative. There might even be some unexpected surprises.

During this time, Yang Ming summoned Frankie to Carrera Corporation.

Franky is still a handsome young man with blue algae hair, wearing goggles on his forehead, and his eyes reveal a clear yet foolish look. He is dressed very simply, in a yellow shirt with green leaf patterns and blue beach shorts, and there is no indication that he has the potential to become a gentleman (pervert).

When Franky was summoned to Carrera Corporation from the massive shipyard and learned that Yang Ming had something to discuss with him, he was, to be honest, somewhat uneasy.

Franky witnessed firsthand how Yang Ming, a boy not much older than himself, managed to bind all the people and forces he could win over to his cause in just six months in Water Seven through his strong hands and clever strategies. Even his master Tom and senior brother Esbag, who were now reduced to working for Yang Ming, still praised him highly and were willing to work for him.

Such a person possesses an unprecedented level of cunning, strategic acumen, and keen insight.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Franky refused his senior brother Esbag's offer to stay and did not take a position at the Carrera Corporation headquarters. Instead, he stayed in the huge shipyard as a security captain, ostensibly to gain experience at the grassroots level. The real reason, known only to Franky himself, was that he wanted to stay as far away from Yang Ming as possible.

What is there to say?

The more you are afraid of something, the more you become afraid of it.

Back at Carrera's headquarters, Franky looked at the bustling crowds and felt as if he had been transported to another world.

In just six months, the number of employees here has increased several times over. Carrera has firmly established itself as the leader in the Seven Waters shipbuilding industry. Other competing shipbuilding companies have either gone bankrupt or been acquired and merged by Carrera. Now, anyone who comes to Seven Waters to buy a ship must order products produced by Carrera.

Led by Kalifa, Franky arrived at Yang Ming's office and could faintly hear Yang Ming and his senior brother Esbag talking inside.

“Esbagu, the time is ripe. I will strongly support your candidacy for mayor of Water Seven.”

"Boss, isn't this a bit too hasty?"

"Those who achieve great things do so for a few reasons: to leverage momentum, to create momentum, to follow momentum, to plan for momentum, and to utilize momentum. I have decided to unleash a storm of change in this era. The public execution of Drought Jack is to create momentum for this. At that time, Water Seven will surely become the focus of the world. If you cannot seize this opportunity, I am afraid that someone else will take the credit."

"I understand, I will try my best."

"Cheers to our great cause."

Kalifa opened the mahogany door, and Franky saw his senior brother Espagu clinking glasses with Yang Ming.

What shocked Franky the most was that the two of them finalized the future of Water Seven in just a few words.

Water Seven is one of the most important islands in the first half of the Grand Line, occupying a very important maritime transportation network and serving as a key node connecting other islands. It has been a strategic location fought over by military strategists since ancient times.

It's easy to imagine how important the position of mayor of Seven Waters City is!

Franky looked up at his senior, Esbag. Unlike his usual shipwright attire, Esbag was dressed in a clean and sharp burgundy suit, his blue-purple hair was combed into a slicked-back style, and his previously grown beard was clean-shaven. His entire image had changed drastically, and he no longer looked like a rude and uncultured shipwright, but rather like a successful person who frequented high society.

Esbag glanced at Franky out of the corner of his eye, put down his triangle cup, waved warmly at Franky, and said:

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come over here to greet the boss!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Franky seemed to wake from a dream, nodding like a chick pecking at rice, and then sat down somewhat awkwardly opposite Yang Ming.

Yang Ming looked Franky up and down, and Franky felt a prickling sensation on his back, his whole body trembling slightly.

It's not Franky's fault. It's not that Franky is cowardly, but Yang Ming has experienced countless battles, big and small, and countless lives have been lost under his blade. With the addition of various abilities, the aura he unintentionally exudes is incredibly stressful.

Frankly speaking, Franky is not the best candidate to inherit the ultimate skill of Divine Craftsmanship.

However, Yang Ming had very few capable people under his command. Espagu had more important tasks to attend to now, and Mr. Tom had retired from the world and no longer cared about worldly affairs. After much deliberation, Yang Ming seemed to think that only Franky was a suitable candidate.

Mr. Tom and Espargo have both boarded Yang Ming's pirate ship, so there's no reason for Franky, the junior apprentice, to be traveling outside this group, right?

"This booklet is for you. I hope you will study it carefully."

Yang Ming tossed a book onto the table, on which were written the four large characters "Divine Machine Refinement".

Of course, the booklet does not contain the complete inheritance, but only one-tenth of the Divine Craftsmanship.

Yang Ming's principle in life is to always have a backup plan.

If Franky wants to learn the remaining nine-tenths of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, he must board his pirate ship and become his subordinate.

Franky was taken aback, not expecting that Yang Ming had summoned him from so far away just to have him study this booklet.

That's it? That's it? That's it?

At first, Franky was dismissive, but the moment he opened the booklet, he was immediately drawn to the opening statement.

"Nothing in the world is beyond our ability to learn."

Seeing this, Franky thought to himself:

"What an arrogant tone!"

Franky was even more amazed when he opened the table of contents.

Puppet, Soul-Shaking Bell, Body-Cultivating Furnace, Three Treasures Pearl, Six Harmony Pearl, Devouring Beast, Black Fighting Armor...

The dazzling array of information prompted Franky to turn to the next page, and he quickly became immersed in the world depicted by the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

Time ticked by, and just as Franky was engrossed in watching, he discovered that there was nothing more to come!

This is just like a reader who has been following the story all the way to the latest chapter, only to find that the author has stopped updating. Franky was immediately itching to ask Yang Ming where he could find the next chapter, but he found that Yang Ming and his senior brother Esbag had already disappeared, and even the hot tea on the table had long since gone cold.

Left with no other choice, Franky carefully put away the incomplete Divine Machine Refinement Scroll as if it were a priceless treasure, intending to read it repeatedly at home to see if he could recreate the items within.

Three days is neither a long nor a short time.

"Da da da……"

Footsteps echoed in the prison corridor. Black Maria, Page One, and other pirates imprisoned in the cells looked up and saw a young man wearing a navy cloak slowly passing by.

Having dealt with the navy for so many years, Black Maria naturally noticed immediately that the epaulets on Yang Ming's shoulders were different from usual; they were epaulets unique to the rank of brigadier general.

Anyone familiar with the naval system would immediately understand that Yang Ming had built his great career on the bones of their dead.

Suddenly, a series of harsh curses and shouts echoed from inside the cell.

Ignoring the wailing of these stray dogs, Yang Ming went straight to the prison where Drought Jack was being held.

The moment he stepped into the prison cell, the giant who had been sitting idly on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his hands with all his might, trying to grab Yang Ming's neck and use this opportunity to launch a sneak attack and escape from the prison.

Unfortunately, Drought Jack was already seriously injured, and now, suppressed by Seastone, he had little strength left. All his actions seemed extremely ridiculous to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming let Drought Jack choke him, but the other man was unable to suffocate him.

Drought Jack heard Yang Ming's cold laugh, followed by a devilish whisper:

"This kind of low-quality attack is not worth my time to dodge."

Drought Jack: "囧!"

Chapter 162 The public execution of Drought Jack, broadcast live, unleashes a storm of epochal change.

As summer begins, cicadas begin to chirp.

The blazing sun hangs high in the sky, and the white clouds shift and change unpredictably.

Water Seven was busier than usual today, with many locals taking time off to visit the central square to witness the legendary execution of Jack the Drought. The central square was packed with people from early morning.

The place was bustling with noise, an unparalleled sight.

The central square has always been a well-known public activity center in Seven Waters. Nearby, landmark buildings are arranged in an orderly manner: the solemn cathedral, the tall and magnificent stone bell tower, the magnificent magnate residence, the well-stocked library, and the Seven Waters Grand Canal.

These buildings together form a huge rectangular plaza, more than 150 meters long, with a square road surface paved with thick bluestone. Tall stone pillars stand at the four corners, with eagle statues carved by skilled craftsmen, their heads held high and gazing at the rising sun over the sea, symbolizing the spirit of the people of the Seven Waters City.

Surrounding the central square, along both sides of the wide road, are rows of shops, including jewelry stores, cafes, restaurants, bars, sculpture galleries, mask shops and many more.

Navy soldiers in uniforms lined up in columns, setting up cordons to maintain order.

After Yang Ming was promoted to brigadier general, the number of troops he could lead increased. Without considering the allocation of strong personnel, Yang Ming filled all the troop quotas at the Navy Headquarters in one go, bringing the total number of troops to 550.