One Piece: A Guide for Ordinary Players

One Piece: A Guide for Ordinary Players

Author: Fat Man with Ornamental Fist

Summary:

The world of One Piece is great! I heard that everyone who travels there can become a superior person.

Eating a Devil Fruit and instantly taking off? But the question is, where do you find a Devil Fruit?

Joining the Navy means you can learn the Six Powers and climb to the pinnacle of power? But the Navy doesn't accept ordinary people!

Can you really bully men and women just by joining some random pirate crew? What if the main characters show up and attack?

Find a kendo dojo and become an apprentice; with hard work, everyone can become Zoro? The physical constitution of a transmigrator is worlds apart from that of a native of the One Piece world—the difference is like the length of a race track!

Ordinary transmigrators have poor physical abilities, are unregistered individuals whose status is worse than that of ordinary people, and cannot choose their initial birthplace. Their only advantage may be their own data attributes.

What seems like a cataclysmic start is actually just the norm for ordinary transmigrators. Is there any chance of survival in this situation?

Yes! By purchasing this course, we will provide comprehensive, hands-on instruction for beginners with no prior experience, covering topics such as temporary residence permit application, quick job placement, protection of basic social rights, and optimization of subsequent career advancement opportunities.

Today's case study is about an ordinary transmigrator who transmigrated without spending any money, and whose transmigration was even a result of being tricked into it.

However, he was hardworking and diligent, and when there were no suitable positions available, he chose to engage in flexible employment.

Faced with exploitation and oppression from their bosses, they bravely took up the weapon of labor arbitration to protect themselves. If the boss won't let the employees live, the employees will make the boss die first.

As for future promotion channels, we will focus on discussing how star student Robert formulated his career plan with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit as his goal!

Flexible employment helps new business models in Gaya.

Chapter 1 When you're traveling, your identity is something you give yourself.

Who hasn't cursed Oda, that old scoundrel, after watching One Piece?

However, even after multiple hiatuses and issues such as the character design deviating from the original intention, most of the One Piece fans' criticisms were still more about memes.

But Robert is different. He truly hates Oda. That old scoundrel Oda has ruined him. If he had another chance, Robert would love to eat him alive!

Of course, Robert doesn't have time for impotent rage right now. Anyone with the physical abilities of an ordinary person who transmigrates to the pirate world, especially as an unregistered person without any identity in this world, would probably not have time to curse. At this time, survival is the top priority.

Especially considering that the others who came with him from the same time travel were all dead and lying nearby, Robert was able to keep himself from wetting his pants thanks to his cleanliness since childhood.

"You say you can use a sword? Don't be ridiculous, my friend. If you could use a sword, why are you kneeling here talking to us?"

The people around burst into laughter, but Robert and the others kneeling on the ground couldn't laugh at all.

Anyone forced to kneel on the ground and explain their value, with the threat of having their superiors chopped off if they couldn't, would find it hard to laugh.

The guy who claimed to know how to use a sword obviously failed to prove himself. A tetanus blade whistled past, and the rusty blade sliced ​​through the neck without any resistance, severing the head that was supposedly recorded as containing superior swordsmanship as easily as a hot knife through butter.

"So, what use are you to us?"

Robert trembled. The guy being questioned was thin and small, looking like a submissive, but he was kneeling right next to him, which meant that after he was killed, it would be Robert's turn.

The problem now is that I can't even explain what use I am!

He was just a poor transmigrator who hadn't even realized he'd transmigrated until ten minutes ago, treating this world like a game.

The only cheat code is being able to bring up an attribute panel to see one's quantified body stats, and the more one looks at these stats, the more despairing it becomes.

[Name: Robert (This name does not conform to the naming rules of this world. It is recommended to add a new game name for the character to avoid rejection by the original inhabitants)]

[Level: 1 (0/100)]

[Faction: None (Faction affiliation will determine the native inhabitants' attitude towards the player; please join with caution)]

[Class: None (Class is an important way to improve your strength in this game; players are advised to change classes as soon as possible)]

[Ability: None (Abilities are an important way to improve your strength in this game, and players are advised to acquire them as soon as possible)]

[Skills: None (Skills will be displayed after the player's initial full reveal)]

【property:】

Strength: 6 (Affects player muscle strength, attack power, etc., and will provide a special bonus after job change or acquisition of abilities; average value for ordinary adult male is 5)

Agility: 4 (Affects player reaction speed, movement speed, attack speed, evasion rate, etc., and will provide special bonuses after job change or acquisition of abilities. Average value for ordinary adult male is 5)

[Endurance: 6 (Affects player's defense, stamina, recovery speed, etc. It will provide a special bonus after job advancement or acquiring abilities; average value for a typical adult male is 5)]

[Spirit: 4 (Affects player's elemental defense, willpower detection, ability and skill mastery speed, etc. It will provide a special bonus after job change or acquisition of abilities. The average value for a normal adult male is 5)]

[Overall Assessment: You are an ordinary human male, without any special abilities or skills, and without having joined any faction. Start from scratch and strive towards your ultimate goal in the world of One Piece!]

Robert slammed the panel shut in anger. Why should a straight man like him start from scratch?

Of course, if starting from scratch can save his life, he wouldn't mind currying favor a little.

But obviously that's impossible, because the skinny guy in front of him set an example.

"She's really good at serving people, better than any woman..."

Before he could finish speaking, the skinny guy who started from scratch had his head chopped off.

The person wielding the knife was a middle-aged pirate with white hair and dreadlocks. He looked disgusted and said, "These transvestites should be sent to Kamabakkah. They're disgusting. I can't keep this knife. I'll just throw it away after I've finished this batch."

Robert yelled inwardly: "You blockhead! Try to think outside the box! Bring out all those skills you made up in your career planning class! Remember all those copied and pasted resume entries from your job guidance assignments!"

Just as he was racking his brains, the man behind him suddenly went crazy, howling and jumping up as if trying to fight his way out of the crowd.

This person traveled through time with Robert. They introduced themselves to each other beforehand. It seems this person is a doctor at a top-tier hospital. They both like the One Piece anime, which is why they met at Oda's meet-and-greet.

After the meeting, everyone happily went to try out some so-called latest 3D open-world pirate game. When they opened their eyes, they were transported here, and then they realized that this was not a game at all.

Because apart from being able to access the attribute interface, there was no option to log out of the game at all; they were all trapped in the One Piece world!

The doctor next to him stood up and ran away. Robert had no intention of running away with him. First, the knife was right in front of him. If he dared to move, his head would be on the spot.

Secondly, they had a clear understanding of themselves. Just by looking at their attribute panels, they knew that these transmigrators were just ordinary civilians. The pirates in front of them had attributes that were at least two to three times higher than their own. If they could run, they would have run away long ago. They hadn't escaped at the beginning, so running away now would just be suicide.

Sure enough, the few guys who ran away with the doctor were beheaded as soon as they stood up, reducing the number of people kneeling on the ground to only three.

The man with the knife lost his patience after the commotion and dropped his playful expression: "The quality of this batch of slaves captured from all over the world is really poor. Out of more than twenty people, not a single one is useful, not even a shoemaker!"

Those around him chimed in, "That's right. The Grand Line doesn't support useless people. Bringing slaves who can't do anything on board would just be a waste of food. It's better to just cut them all off."

The first person to speak raised the knife in his hand, seemingly having completely lost interest in asking any further questions.

Suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration, Robert shouted, "I'm useful!"

The man with the knife stared at him coldly, seemingly unconcerned about what he was saying, waiting for him to finish his last words before striking him.

"I am a—cook!"

Chapter 2WILD CHERRY

Robert wasn't lying when he said he was a cook.

Although he had attended university, he couldn't find a job after graduation and had no choice but to respond to the national policy of upgrading from a bachelor's degree to a junior college degree, so he studied cooking at BLUE FLY Technical School for a few more years.

Later, thanks to his solid culinary skills, he successfully entered the kitchen of a comprehensive hotel as an apprentice. In order to improve himself, he enrolled in an advanced course at another large organization, NEW EAST. By the time he traveled back in time, Robert had become a sous chef.

If it weren't for those few useless guys who either claimed to know how to fire cannons or fencing, and who got their heads chopped off without providing any useful information, Robert would have realized long ago that his profession was actually quite respectable.

Sure enough, when Robert, in a fit of desperation, shouted out his profession, a middle-aged man watching the spectacle laughed loudly:

"Rosie, we can't just buy a bunch of slaves from all over the world and kill them all. We need to recoup our losses. Since he says he's a cook, why don't you just sell him to me?"

The white-haired pirate named Rossio laughed loudly: "Since the owner of Wild Cherry has spoken, then I'll sell this piece of trash to you at a low price. My ship doesn't need a cook."

Robert was completely exhausted, feeling both relieved to have survived the ordeal and lingering fear.

His electrical automation degree, which he had taken four years of easy courses in college, was rejected even by the local State Grid. If he were to use it to prove that he could install lights on a pirate ship, he would probably be beheaded the moment he opened his mouth. He never expected that his culinary major, which he thought could save his life, would also be rejected.

Fortunately, a restaurant owner took a liking to him. Slave or not, Ivankov, the Queen of the Transvestites, was a slave; Empress Hancock was a slave; and Tiger, the eternal leader of the Fishmen, was also a slave. This shows that slaves in this world also have clear channels for advancement.

Rossio grinned maliciously at the last two men: "So, you guys..."

"I can dance the hula!"

"I can fish!"

"Good! You are exactly the kind of talent my fleet needs. From now on, we are brothers!"

Robert was so angry he wanted to curse: "Even if this is a comedy comic, you can't do this! I'm not so envious as a cook, but your pirate crew even recruits hula dancers. I really feel sorry for those brothers who were killed earlier!"

Just as Robert was pondering whether to use his mahjong skills to try his luck again, a huge hand grabbed his neck.

"Come with me, kid. If I find out that your identity as a cook is fake, I'll let you know that being killed by these pirates with a single blow is the most merciful way to die."

Robert couldn't help but shudder. His strength, which was no less than the average male, was completely powerless against this pot-bellied restaurant owner. He was grabbed by the neck and dragged away from the bloody dock as easily as a chick.

Only then was Robert finally able to take a closer look at the birthplace he had traveled to. It was a very large town, filled with the shouts of pirates.

He had already heard those pirates who were killing people say things like that slaves were bought from all over the world and that the Grand Line doesn't accept idlers, and his heart had already sank.

He was clearly a template for a newbie, so why was he thrown into a mid-level map like the Grand Line? Shouldn't he have started from the four seas, slowly leveling up, learning from masters, and eventually becoming the Pirate King step by step?

As we followed the boss across the town, the pirates on the road seemed to give their new boss some face, and the boss would greet them with a smile.

It wasn't until it got dark that the two stopped in front of a four-story tower. On the first floor of the tower, there was a decorated English sign that read: WILD CHERRY.

"This is my shop, and you'll start as a kitchen helper."

Robert took a deep breath. In the real world, he also started as a kitchen helper and eventually became a sous chef who could stand alone at times.

But then the boss gave a sinister smile that sent a chill down Robert's spine: "Don't die, kid. I bought you for 20,000 Berries. You should live for at least a month."

Robert, now shackled with heavy leg irons, entered the kitchen and finally understood what the owner meant: working as a kitchen helper in this restaurant could really kill you!

There are three people in the kitchen. One is the head chef, who is said to be the first slave the boss bought. Because he has survived to this day, he became the head chef and is called Ah Da.

The second chef was an extremely burly man, over two meters tall, who was responsible for preparing meat ingredients and was called Ah Er.

The last person was a thin, bald man who was eloquent and in charge of purchasing goods; he was called Ah San.

Robert had just joined the chef team and wanted to greet everyone in a friendly manner to get along with them, but he was instead met with a beating.

Everyone here is filled with malice and shows no mercy when they strike.