Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 301 The Peak Whitebeard Reappears in the World!

On the Moby Dick.

Several people were already sitting or standing in the corridor outside Whitebeard's room: Joz, Vista, Lakyo, and Bramank.

Marco rushed over, his voice urgent, "What's wrong? What happened to Dad?"

Joz sat on the ground, covering his face. The tall and strong man now looked like a frail child, tears streaming down his usually resolute face.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I couldn't stop Dad from getting out of bed, and that's why Dad is in trouble, Dad is in trouble..."

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Joz's voice choked with emotion, and by the end he was sobbing uncontrollably.

Bista, Laqueo, and Bramanc all looked somber, with the latter two even having tears welling up in their eyes.

"Dad woke up earlier and wanted to join the battle. Jozu couldn't stop him, but just as Dad was about to make his move, Goku and the others arrived, so Dad didn't fight in the end. But for some reason, Dad suddenly vomited blood, fell into a coma, and even suffered cardiac arrest. The doctors are currently inside trying to save him."

Among the crowd, Vista, the most composed and calm, stepped forward and briefly explained the situation to Marco.

"I understand. Leave it to me. Dad will be fine."

After hearing these words, Marco nodded with a stern face, then immediately pushed open the door and went in, quickly closing the door behind him.

He was the best doctor on the ship, so only he could take on this responsibility in times like these.

If even he can't do anything about it, then... the outcome is self-evident.

After Marco entered the room, the captains, including Ace, Namur, Kingdo, and Fossa, who had received the news, arrived one after another, each looking anxious as they stood guard outside.

The joy of just defeating the Beasts Pirates has vanished, and the atmosphere is so oppressive it feels like water could drip from it.

Time passed slowly, and the passageway was filled with people. Except for Vista, who went out to take over Marco's post-battle duties, all the other captains had arrived here without missing a single one.

Not only that, but those who were once veteran members of the Whitebeard Pirates, who later split off to form their own pirate crews but still belonged to the Whitebeard Pirates, also came.

They were all the people who cared most about their father, and one can imagine how heavy their hearts must have been when their father was unwell.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Just as someone was getting impatient and was about to knock on the door to ask what was going on, the door was suddenly opened.

Marco, wearing a mask, came out of the room, looking extremely tired.

The people gathered outside immediately turned their gazes toward him, all staring nervously at Marco, their palms sweating, but no one uttered a sound.

Marco glanced around at everyone and said expressionlessly, "Dad's alright for now."

call-!!!!

Upon hearing this, the quiet passageway was instantly filled with sighs of relief, and everyone felt a slight weight lift from their throats.

But no one spoke; they just kept staring intently at Marco, because they all noticed that Marco had said he was alright for the time being, not that he was already alright!

Seeing everyone's anxious looks, Marco remained silent for a long time before finally saying in a low voice, "Dad is alright for now, but he may only have three days left."

boom!!!!

These words struck like a thunderbolt, leaving everyone's minds blank and their pupils contracting violently.

Ace's eyes twitched uncontrollably. He stepped forward, grabbed Marco's shoulders, and asked in a trembling voice, "Marco, what... what did you just say? Did you say something wrong?"

Marco shook his head slightly, his face expressionless, and said, "You heard me right, Dad only has three days left to live at most."

"No...why...this, this shouldn't be happening, Marco, you, you should have a way, your medical skills are so amazing, how could, how could even you not save Dad..."

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Ace helplessly released his hands, tears streaming down his face like broken strings.

He simply couldn't accept the fact that his father would die in three days.

The others were the same; they were all distraught, tears streaming down their faces like a flood.

They all had a very deep affection for Whitebeard, who took them in as his sons. They affectionately called him "Dad," even though they were not related by blood. These orphans, who had lost their parents long ago, had long regarded Whitebeard as their real father.

Their father was about to leave them, and none of them could accept it.

"Yes, I'm the best doctor on the ship, but, but why can't I save my father... If I can't even save my father, how can I call myself the best doctor..." Tears finally streamed down Marco's expressionless face. He had only been suppressing his pain, but now he could no longer hold back.

For a moment, everyone in the passage was silently shedding tears, and an atmosphere of immense sorrow enveloped the place.

A few minutes later, Marco wiped away his tears and calmed himself down again.

"Listen to me, everyone, Dad doesn't like us crying, so from now on, none of you are allowed to cry."

After the words were spoken, many people gritted their teeth, forced back their grief, and wiped away their tears.

"Then, Dad doesn't like to meet everyone from his hospital bed, so tonight we're going to throw a huge, extravagant banquet, both to celebrate our victory today and to make Dad happy in his final days."

Marco scanned the crowd with a serious expression and spoke slowly.

As the second-in-command of the Whitebeard Pirates, he displayed the demeanor he should have at this moment!

The news that Whitebeard's days were numbered was temporarily kept secret, and only the core members of the Whitebeard Pirates knew about it.

It wasn't that Marco and the others wanted to keep it from everyone, but rather that the entire Whitebeard Pirates had just experienced a fierce battle, and everyone's emotions were still running high. Some were thrilled by their victory, while others were grieving the loss of their close comrades in the battle.

In any case, it was not appropriate to announce that Whitebeard was about to leave them at this time.

Furthermore, Whitebeard's passing will have a significant impact on the Whitebeard Pirates. Although they are a large family with a great atmosphere, where everyone treats their partners as family, they don't seem like most pirate crews that are just groups of people who only care about their own interests and would betray their partners for profit at any time.

But what is absolute in such matters?

When Whitebeard was alive, everyone was able to disregard their own interests out of affection for him, focusing solely on building the entire family together.

But if Whitebeard dies, the whole family will lack that spiritual banner, and people will definitely be divided. Not to mention whether they will fight each other for their own interests, at least it is certain that some people will want to leave the group.

After all, although Marco is very influential in the Whitebeard Pirates and can often give orders on behalf of Whitebeard, Marco ultimately does not have the same prestige as Whitebeard and cannot replace Whitebeard in his position.

These are the internal effects. The external effects are even more obvious. As a powerful force that rules over a vast sea area, the Whitebeard Pirates not only own many territories but also protect these places from attacks by external forces.

If Whitebeard were to die, the Whitebeard Pirates would never be able to maintain as much territory and protect as many places as before.

In other words, many places will be thrown into turmoil as a result.

so-

Marco and his crew must be very careful about Whitebeard's impending death and not announce the news to the entire crew without proper preparation.

"Wukong, we will be hosting a banquet on our ship tonight, you must come."

After dealing with some urgent matters, Marco returned to Goku and the others.

By this time, Wukong and the others had returned to the Dream Chaser. When they saw Marco looking for them, everyone looked over.

"Yes, yes! We will definitely go."

Wukong nodded first, then asked, "By the way, how is Grandpa Whitebeard's health? Is he alright?"

They had heard about Whitebeard's health problems and were thinking of going to check on him, but Marco told them it wasn't necessary and to go back to their own ship to rest, so they didn't go with him.

Marco had a slight smile on his face, but that smile vanished instantly upon hearing Goku's question.

"Not good." He shook his head.

He didn't need to hide anything from Goku and his crew, because they would never do anything detrimental to the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Is there something wrong with the old man's health?"

After hearing Marco's answer, Goku asked with concern.

"Him? Who is she?"

Marco was about to answer when he suddenly saw a stranger walk out of the cabin. He was a little surprised. Was this a new member who had joined Goku's ship?

Without a doubt, the one who walked out was Bonney, whom Goku and the others had found at sea two days ago.

Bonney had now transformed back into an adult, wearing Nami's white shirt, her hair disheveled, looking as if she had just woken up.

"Hey, Sanji, I'm hungry! I want to eat meat!"

Bonnie leaned against the door, speaking in a very impolite and bossy manner.

Then she finally saw Marco. She glanced at him, and even though she recognized him as the famous Phoenix Marco of the Whitebeard Pirates, she didn't react much, she just kept yawning.

"Here it comes, here it comes."

Sanji quickly walked over, and then he and Bonney disappeared through the doorway one after the other.

"Her name is Bonnie, she's our friend, and the favor we're asking you for is related to her," Nami answered Marco's question.

"Oh? It's related to her. What kind of help is it?" Marco asked.

"That's not urgent for now. You just mentioned that Lord Whitebeard has a health problem. What is it? Our Robin has read many medical books; perhaps he can be of help."

Robin added at the opportune moment, "My medical skills aren't actually that great, but I've read a lot of books about difficult and complicated diseases, so maybe I can offer some help."

Marco sighed and said with a wry smile, "Thank you. If it were a rare or difficult disease, that would be better. At least there would be a chance to find a solution. But my father doesn't have any incurable illness. It's because he has too many hidden injuries in his body from before, coupled with his aging body, that they completely erupted after reaching a certain point, leading to a completely irreversible decline."

At this point, he glanced at Wukong and the others and said softly, "Everyone, you are all our great benefactors, so I won't hide it from you anymore. My father only has three days left to live. You should keep this to yourselves and not tell anyone, because we haven't figured out how to explain this to our crew yet."

Upon hearing this devastating news, Wukong and the others were stunned.

Goku's thought was: Is that old man who was important to Ace and seemed like a nice person going to die?

Nami and Robin's thought was: Is the strongest man in the world, who has been famous for decades, about to fall?!

They were all quite astonished by this.

Suddenly, Wukong thought of something and rushed into the cabin without saying a word.

A moment later, he rushed out again, anxiously asking Nami, "Nami! Where did you put that golden fruit?"

"Golden fruit?" Nami was taken aback.

She quickly realized what was happening, opened her mouth, and asked blankly, "You mean...?"

"That's right!"

"But, but that's not... Never mind, I'll go get it first." Nami hesitated, then simply stopped talking and transformed into a bolt of lightning, darting into the cabin.

After a while, she came out carrying another box.

"Here it is." She handed the box to Wukong.

Goku hurriedly took the box, then ran to the bewildered Marco, handed him the box, and said earnestly, "There's a fruit inside; it should cure Old Man Whitebeard!"

Marco looked at the box Goku handed him, completely bewildered: "Fruit? What kind of fruit?"

"I don't know either, but it can heal people." Wukong shook his head.

"This..." Marco was completely stunned and subconsciously looked at Nami, since it was Nami who had just taken out the item.

Nami patted her forehead and said helplessly, "Well, how should I put it? This is a fruit that sounds like it could never possibly exist in the world. It was brought by Goku. Well, actually, that's not quite right. To be precise, it was given to Goku by a monkey king."

A monkey king?

Marco was increasingly confused.

"Okay, actually we all think it's pretty absurd. The story is that Wukong ended up on an island, where he helped a group of monkeys escape death. Then the monkey king gave Wukong this fruit, saying that as long as he ate it, no matter what kind of injury he had, even if he was on the verge of death, the person who ate it could instantly recover from all his injuries."

Nami spoke fluently and briefly recounted Goku's experience of being stranded on Monkey Island, then shrugged.

"But none of us believe that this fruit has such an effect, because it sounds too exaggerated. All those so-called holy medicines for healing are insignificant in comparison to it."

The golden fruit's effects were so extraordinary that even the learned Robin had never heard of it before.

In Nami's and the others' eyes, Robin was a human encyclopedia. No matter how remote or rare something was, Robin could always recognize it. However, in Robin's eyes, this golden fruit was just an ordinary fruit, and she had never heard of any fruit with such miraculous effects. Therefore, the golden fruit's function was questioned by everyone.

Of course, this is not to question whether Wukong deceived them, but rather to question whether the Monkey King exaggerated the facts, or even fooled Wukong with an ordinary fruit.

But Wukong insisted that the Monkey King had not deceived him and firmly believed that the fruit had such effects.

Verifying whether it has this effect is actually quite simple; just have an injured person eat it and you'll know.

But here's the problem: there's only one fruit. If they just let someone eat it to test its efficacy, it's fine if they find it doesn't have that effect. But if they find it really does, wouldn't that be a terrible waste, squandering a life-saving treasure?

Although the second possibility was very, very low, Nami and the others didn't dare to gamble. So after much hesitation, they decided to keep it safe. If one of the members were seriously injured, they could take it out and try it out. If it worked, it wouldn't be too much of a waste.

However, until now, none of them have suffered any serious injuries, so the golden fruit has been kept and never used.

After hearing Nami's explanation, Marco was both amused and exasperated.

"This, Goku, thank you for your kindness, but I think you should keep it for yourselves. Whether it's useful or not, it's still a memento for you. I know Dad's physical condition very well. If there's anything in this world that can save Dad, it's only the legendary Ope Ope no Mi's ability to make him immortal. But we don't have time to find its user right now, and Dad would never agree to live on in this way."

Obviously, he didn't believe that such an incredible fruit existed in the world.

"No, let's try it on the old man. I believe it can definitely cure him!"

Marco was surprised that Goku was still determined to give the golden fruit to Whitebeard to try.

"Let's give it a try. This fruit has been here for a long time. If it can really save the old man, then it won't be a waste of its potential," Nami said.

Deep down, she was still a little reluctant. Although she didn't believe that the Golden Fruit had that kind of power, it had shown some extraordinary qualities. For example, unlike ordinary fruits, it didn't rot. Half a year had passed and it was still in good condition.

Since that's the case...

What if, what if it really does have that effect? ​​That would be a second life.

She wouldn't mind if the ship was used by anyone else, but she would feel a little bad if it were used by an outsider like Whitebeard.

But seeing how persistent Wukong was, and considering that it was something Wukong had brought back, she hesitated for a long time before finally choosing to support him.

Robin nodded as well. She didn't feel any reluctance towards the fruit; on the contrary, she was eager to see if the golden fruit really had that effect. If it did, it would be an eye-opening experience for her.

"Well... okay, thank you all. I'll take it to Dad to try right away. Come with me."

Seeing that Goku and the others persisted, Marco stopped refusing, after all, what if it really worked?

Well, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, because he really didn't think there was any fruit that could reverse life and death and pull back someone who had one foot in the grave.

But since Wukong and the others were so kind, he had to accept it no matter what, since he already owed them a lot of kindness.

On the Moby Dick, in his room, Whitebeard had already woken up and knew that his days were numbered.

He was alone in the room, with various medical devices beeping rhythmically beside him.

Whitebeard lay on his back on the bed, his face calm. As a veteran strongman who had roamed the seas for decades, he had long since taken the question of life and death in stride.

Everyone dies eventually, and the timing of death is not up to human will. The fact that he was able to live for so long and have so many family members before passing away is already a very fortunate thing.

However, although he had seen through the illusions of life and death, he was still somewhat worried about his sons.

Marco is capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities, but he doesn't have enough strength to carry the Whitebeard Pirates' name and continue to roam the seas. Ace has the potential, but he's still too young and needs a lot of time to fully mature.

If only he could live a little longer.

Whitebeard sighed inwardly.

But it's too late for him to change anything now. He's a remnant of the old era and should have been buried long ago. Ace and the others are the future of the new era, and they should decide how to control the direction of the future. He just needs to entrust everything to them.

As he was thinking this, there was a soft knock on the door, and then Marco walked in.

"Dad."

Marco entered the room but didn't go any further. Instead, he stood in front of the door and said softly, "Goku and his friends have arrived. Goku brought you something that he hopes you can try."

"Oh? Let them come in quickly."

Although Whitebeard was a man who had just stepped into the gates of hell, his voice was still strong and clear, making it impossible to tell that he would die in three days.

"Yo! Grandpa Whitebeard, I've come to see you." Goku was the first to walk in, his fierce demeanor completely devoid of the fierceness he displayed during his battle with Kaido, replaced only by the innocence and simplicity of a child.

That bright and cheerful smile instantly dispelled the deathly silence and oppressive atmosphere in the ward, giving people a sense of vibrant energy.

For some reason, seeing Wukong's smile made Whitebeard feel better, and he couldn't help but smile back.

"Gurarara, little devil Wukong, we meet again. You look like you've grown quite a bit taller than before."

"Hehe, this is because I used my life to repay the debt," Wukong said with a silly grin, scratching his head.

"Hello, sir. My name is Nami. It's a pleasure to meet you." Nami was the second to enter, her attitude respectful yet neither servile nor arrogant.

"Hello, Mr. Whitebeard, my name is Nico Robin." Robin followed him in.

After that, there was no one else. Sanji was busy cooking for Bonney, and Pupu was sleeping because he was a little sleepy. Goku and the others didn't specifically call for each other when they came here.

"I know you, Nico Robin."

With Marco's help, Whitebeard sat up, nodded at Robin, then looked at Nami, stared at her for a few seconds, and said, "I saw your fight before. You used the Rumble-Rumble Fruit's power quite well, but that's not its limit. You can continue to develop it."

"Yes, I will. I've been trying to find ways to push its limits." Nami smiled sweetly.

"Well, but I have to give you some advice. Developing your Devil Fruit powers is important, but so is the strength of your Haki. If you want to become a true powerhouse, you have to do both well."

This was already advice from a senior, so Nami's expression became very serious, and she bowed slightly, saying, "I understand, thank you for your guidance."

Whitebeard only offered this advice because Nami had helped them defeat Queen; otherwise, even if Nami was Goku's partner, he wouldn't have bothered to say it.

As for Robin, he wanted to say something useful, but after thinking it over, he couldn't come up with anything, so he had to give up.

"Marco just asked, 'What did you bring me?'"

Whitebeard finally turned his attention back to Wukong.

"This is it! You'll get better if you eat this!" Wukong earnestly handed over the box he was holding.

Because Whitebeard had an IV drip in his arm on the side facing Goku, making it inconvenient for him to take the box, Marco Déjà Vu took it, opened it, and revealed a perfectly preserved golden fruit inside.

"This is?"

Whitebeard, like Marco had before, showed a look of confusion.

Marco then quickly recounted what had just happened.

After hearing the whole story and seeing Wukong's earnest expression, Whitebeard sensed Wukong's deep affection, regardless of whether the golden fruit had such an effect.

His expression turned unusually serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Thank you, little Wukong. Whether it's useful or not, I, Whitebeard, owe you a favor."

Even though he's dying, this favor seems useless.

It's important to know that Marco, Ace, Jozu, and other loyal subordinates of Whitebeard are still around. Whitebeard owes Goku a favor, and if Whitebeard can't repay it, Marco and the others will do everything in their power to do so.

"Hehe, hurry up and eat, you'll feel better after you eat it."

Wukong didn't care about sentimentality; he just held the back of his head and jokingly urged Whitebeard to eat.

Without further hesitation, the white-bearded man stretched out his other free hand, picked up the golden fruit, which was no bigger than his finger, and threw it into his mouth. He swallowed it without even chewing it.

At this critical moment, Marco suddenly became extremely tense, gripping the box tightly in his hands and staring unblinkingly at the white-bearded man.

Will there be a miracle?

Nami and Robin also looked intently at the changes in Whitebeard.

At this point, regardless of whether they had any doubts, they all hoped that the golden fruit could really work its magic.

Among those present, only Wukong remained carefree and smiling. He never doubted the efficacy of the golden fruit, because he knew that the Monkey King would never lie to him.

one second.

two seconds.

Five seconds.

Five seconds had passed since Whitebeard swallowed the golden fruit, but there seemed to be no change in Whitebeard's appearance.

Disappointment gradually appeared in Marco's eyes. How could he have thought that such a small fruit could have such an effect? ​​In the end, it was all in vain.

But suddenly!

boom!!!!

A sudden aura emanated from the white-bearded man. This aura did not feel oppressive to the people in the room, but it shattered the IV bottle and the precision medical instruments that were dripping. Even the solid walls were covered with jagged cracks.

"What... what is this?!"

Marco was so shocked that he crushed the box in his hand, because the aura emanating from the white-bearded man was none other than Conqueror's Haki!

It should be noted that with Whitebeard's physique, he had long since lost the ability to freely control Conqueror's Haki!

"Gurarara!!!"

Whitebeard had kept his eyes closed after swallowing the golden fruit, but suddenly he opened them, a long-lost sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He laughed as he pulled out all the tubes from his body, and with a clench of his right hand, a powerful aura of dominance wrapped around it, releasing an incredibly terrifying aura!

"It's been so long since I've felt this relaxed! Gurarara!!"

Whitebeard felt incredibly relaxed. After swallowing the golden fruit, the injuries and illnesses in his body were quickly erased by the power brought by the fruit, and they all disappeared. Even the signs of aging in his body were reversed, and his whole body was full of the peak vitality that only youth can provide!

Marco stood there dumbfounded, stunned for a few seconds, his eyes quickly filling with tears.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness!! Dad, you, you're finally alright!!!"