One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

This is no longer absurd; it is the most thorough trampling of the dignity and past of all of them.

"That's right!" Lynn completely ignored their collapsing worldview and announced the remaining rules, "The winner will be the captain of the new squad! I'll also reward him with a... super-delicious lollipop!"

As he spoke, he conjured up a colorful spiral rainbow lollipop that was longer than his forearm out of thin air. He licked it with his little tongue and showed an expression of great satisfaction.

That appearance made the expressions of the powerful figures below even more indescribable.

Lollipop...reward...

"And what about the loser?" Grimmjow couldn't help but ask, his arrogant face full of doubt and frustration.

"The loser..." Lynn's eyes darted around, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. "The loser has to accept punishment! Hmm... he'll have to clean all the toilets in our new base! For a week!"

"puff--"

On the Beasts Pirates' side, someone couldn't help but let out a strange laugh, but immediately suppressed it, while their shoulders were shaking violently.

Meanwhile, the faces of the powerful figures from Soul Society and Hueco Mundo instantly turned ashen, especially those who held themselves in high regard and valued their reputation and honor.

Why send the former captain of the Gotei 13 to clean the toilets?

Why make Kuchiki Byakuya, who symbolizes the epitome of "nobility," clean the toilet?

Why make the former "king," Grimmjow the Leopard King, clean toilets?

This is worse than killing them!

"Alright! Let the game begin!" Lynn gave them no time to object or process their emotions. With a wave of her hand, the huge lottery box flew directly above the crowd.

"Who wants to go first?" He looked down with expectant eyes.

The scene was deathly silent.

No one moved.

This was no longer a matter of strength; it was a complete collapse of their psychological defenses. They would rather fight ten Barragans to the death than participate in this absurd childish game.

"Hmm? Nobody wants to play?" Lynn's smile slowly faded, and a hint of danger began to creep into the innocent light in his golden eyes. "Don't you like the game I prepared?"

The surrounding temperature seemed to plummet to freezing point in that instant.

Kaido, carrying his spiked club, instinctively straightened up. Whitebeard's gaze also turned serious. They knew Lynn all too well. Once this little rascal got bored, what happened next would be a million times more terrifying than "cleaning the toilet."

"I'll do it!"

A hoarse yet wild voice broke the deadlock.

Kenpachi Zaraki, this pure battle maniac, strode out first, carrying his serrated Zanpakuto. His face showed no humiliation, but rather a kind of triumphant, defiant excitement.

"Rock, paper, scissors, huh? I've never lost!" He grinned, revealing a ferocious smile. To him, as long as there was "winning or losing," it was a form of combat. He didn't care about the rules, as long as he won!

With the first person taking the lead, the atmosphere immediately relaxed.

Others also understood that resistance was pointless and would only lead to more terrible consequences.

Under the lead of Kaido, Whitebeard, and other "one of their own," one by one, the once-powerful warriors lined up like they were receiving relief food, their expressions numb as they drew their fates from the cartoon lottery box.

Soon, the first group of "lucky winners" was selected.

"Blue! Who is Blue!" Kenpachi Zaraki shouted, holding up a wooden stick with a blue bear drawn on it high.

A figure slowly walked out from the crowd.

He was a man dressed in white aristocratic attire, with a stern expression and elegant demeanor. Every step he took seemed precisely calculated, exuding aristocratic grace.

Indeed, it is Byakuya Kuchiki, the captain of the Sixth Division.