I collect everything in the One Piece world.

Exquisite pastries piled up like small mountains and fresh, juicy fruits of all kinds.

There were even chilled juices and sodas, still emitting wisps of cold air, with water droplets condensing on the glass! Just like they came straight from the refrigerator.

In the heart of this desert, where the heat can be devastating, the appearance of these foods is nothing short of a miracle.

“Here, Weiwei, try this. It’s chilled melon juice from that old shop in the capital. I’ve collected several buckets of it.” Mosen handed a glass of ice-cold drink to Weiwei, whose eyes were glazed over.

"Wow! Thank you, Mr. Morsen!" Vivi took it and eagerly took a big gulp. The cool, sweet liquid instantly dispelled the dryness in her throat, making her squint her eyes happily.

Nami and Bakura thoroughly enjoyed their meal, savoring the delicate desserts while discussing which sauce would be best with the grilled meat.

Robin sipped her iced tea elegantly, a notebook in her hand, occasionally noting something while referring to the surrounding ruins.

In stark contrast to their "luxurious picnic" were Icarus and Bell, along with their twelve elite guards, sitting around them.

They had already taken out the hard bread and salted dried meat they carried with them, intending to eat lunch with the water from their water bags.

But at this moment, looking at the unbelievably abundant food next to them and smelling the tempting aroma wafting through the air, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, their Adam's apples bobbing as they swallowed hard.

Icarus and Bell exchanged a glance, both seeing embarrassment on each other's faces.

As royal guards, they should have been disciplined and maintained their composure, at least not acted so... so pathetic.

Thinking of this, Ikaram coughed lightly, trying to remind his subordinates to be mindful of their image and not to keep staring at the guests' food.

Bell also put on a stern face, preparing to enforce discipline and say something.

However, before they could even speak, their stomachs began to rumble in protest, which was especially clear in the relatively quiet environment.

This unexpected incident caused both of them to freeze instantly, their cheeks becoming slightly flushed.

Fortunately, just then, Mo Sen walked over with a smile, breaking the awkward silence.

He said nothing, but simply waved his hand lightly in the open space in front of Icarus and Bell.

The next moment, with a barely perceptible flash of light, a large pile of equally abundant food and drinks appeared out of thin air in front of them!

Barbecue, pastries, fruits, iced drinks... everything is available, some even steaming hot or cold!

"Eat up, don't be shy," Mo Sen said with a smile, his tone relaxed. "My 'reserves' are still plentiful."

"When you're out and about, especially in such harsh environments, you need to take better care of yourself so you have the strength to keep going."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Icarus and Bell to react before strolling back to his own side and continuing to join the girls in their conversation and food feast.

Icarus and Bell, looking at the fragrant food in front of them and feeling the burning, eager, and expectant gazes of the guards beside them, forgot all about being reserved and embarrassed.

“Ahem… Since Mr. Morsen is so hospitable, then let’s… have our meal.” Icarum coughed and gave the order.

"Yes!!" the guards responded in unison, their voices loud and joyful, and then they began to share the delicious food with eagerness but without losing their discipline.

For a moment, the sounds of chewing, satisfied sighs, and hushed praises of the delicious food rose and fell.

The hardships of the desert march seemed to be largely dispelled by this unexpectedly sumptuous lunch.

Icarus and Bell also picked up the food, and after taking a bite, their eyes showed amazement.

The taste and the freshness are simply unbelievable for food found deep in the desert!

This gave them a more intuitive understanding of Mosen's mysterious and unpredictable "collecting" ability, which was simply amazing!

On the other side, Robin had finished her lunch and was sipping tea while flipping through the notes she had taken while exploring the ruins. The notes contained some broken patterns and symbols, with her annotations next to them.

Vivi leaned closer to take a look and asked curiously, "Sister Robin, what does it say on this?"

“Some records about ancient Alabasta rituals and star worship are related to the remaining carvings in this site,” Robin explained gently.

Upon hearing this, Vivi's little face showed a proud yet somewhat regretful expression: "There are many, many more ruins like these in Alabasta, scattered throughout the desert."

"However, apart from some scholars, no one really knows what they represent or what stories they have, so nobody cares and they have been neglected."

As she said this, her eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at Robin: "Sister Robin, you are so amazing! You know so much ancient knowledge and legends, and you made these broken stones seem to come alive all of a sudden!"

"If everyone knew what had happened here, it certainly wouldn't be so desolate."

Mosen swallowed a bite of roasted meat and nodded in agreement: "That's right, at least we can develop a unique tourism industry, like an 'Ancient Ruins Exploration Tour' or something, which might attract a lot of tourists and increase our income."

"Tourism?" Vivi's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new continent. "That's right! Great idea! I'll tell my father when we get back! Maybe it can help some towns near the desert!"

Although Nami was interested in the history Robin told her, she was more concerned about "business."

She leaned closer to Morsen and whispered, "Captain, when are we going to find that 'treasure'?"

"We've explored the third ruin so far, and all we found were some broken stones and Robin's notes. And..."

She blinked in confusion and looked around. "We don't even have a treasure map. Where should we go next? It seems like Vivi has been guiding us all this way, showing us the ruins she knows about."

Along the way, they didn't really have a specific destination in mind; it was more like they were visiting ancient sites in the desert with Vivi, a "local expert."

Mosen smiled upon hearing this, put down his drink, and gestured with his chin toward Bakara, who was lazily leaning against the sand pile, drinking an iced soda with a look of enjoyment.

“It’s right there,” Morsen said casually. “She is our treasure map and compass.”

"Huh? Me?" Bakala was squinting, enjoying the rare coolness of the desert, when she was suddenly called out.

Chapter 112, The Guarantee of Lady Luck, the Unlucky Fox Hunting Team

After noticing everyone's gaze, she paused, a slightly embarrassed but polite smile appearing on her face.

"Um... cough cough," she cleared her throat, trying to regain some of her "Goddess of Luck" authority: "Don't worry, Nami, we'll definitely find it! My 'luck' is always spot on!"

"Although..." her voice trailed off, and she added somewhat guiltily, "Although I don't know exactly when or where..."

Nami: ...

Only then did she realize that the captain's so-called "treasure hunt" was not the traditional way of following a map, but rather a matter of "taking a chance" based on Bakara's mysterious and abstract lucky fruit ability!

Is this...is this reliable?

Looking at Bakala's "I'm helpless too, but you have to believe me" expression, Nami vaguely saw Bakala sprout two fluffy ears on her head and wag a big, bushy tail behind her, turning into a red retriever specially designed for "treasure hunting"...

Although the varieties may not be exactly the same, their functions are very similar?

Weiwei was completely confused, her little head filled with question marks.

Right, how can a treasure hunt be without a treasure map? After Nami asked her question, what did Mr. Morsen mean by what he said? Why is the treasure hunt relying on Baccarat?

Could it be... that Sister Bakara actually knew the route and remembered it in her mind?

Looking into Vivi's big blue eyes, which were full of curiosity and confusion, Mosen gave a brief explanation: "Bakara is a user of the 'Lucky Fruit,' which allows her to influence her own and others' luck to a certain extent."

“What we’re looking for this time is rather unusual. We don’t have any clear clues, so we’re hoping to rely on her good luck and see if we can stumble upon the right place.”

Simply put, it means following your instincts and trusting in the guidance of luck.

"Lucky Fruit? It affects luck?" Upon hearing this, Vivi's mouth slightly opened, and her big blue eyes instantly sparkled with a bright light as she looked at Bakala with surprise and admiration!

Such an amazing ability exists in the world! It's even more incredible than magic!

Sensing Vivi's admiring gaze, Bakala instantly perked up, straightened her back, raised her chin, and looked proud:

"That's right! Now you know how powerful I am, right? So saying I'm protecting you isn't just empty talk, I'm the goddess of luck herself!"

She patted her chest, creating a wave of excitement while confidently assuring him, "So you can rest assured! As long as I'm here, we'll definitely find that treasure without any problems!"

……

Meanwhile, in another sand dune area about ten kilometers away from the ruins where Mosen and his group rested.

The four members of the CP9 "Fox Hunt" team were trekking with difficulty under the scorching sun and in the sandstorm.

They had changed into camouflage clothing suitable for the desert, but their capable demeanor was still undeniable.

Gail, who was walking at the front, kept twitching his unusually sensitive nose, closely tracking the faint scent of Nico Robin in the air.

However, his brows soon furrowed slightly.

“Strange…” Gale stopped and sniffed carefully again, his voice tinged with doubt.

"The target's scent... why has it become so mixed? It feels like there are many other people's scents mixed in with it."

Following behind him, Ella pulled her face mask to shield herself from the wind and sand, revealing a pair of indifferent eyes. She said dismissively, "Whatever. They're probably just guides or bodyguards they found in Alabasta. We can just take care of them all at once; it won't take much trouble."

Captain Rhine and Norton, carrying heavy equipment like a mobile fortress, remained silent, but their expressions showed that they agreed with Ella's assessment.

For the Fox Hunt team, having a few more insignificant people doesn't affect their ability to carry out their mission.

Anyway, we can just clean them up together. They can only blame themselves for being unlucky and following the wrong people.

"Keep chasing," Rhein ordered succinctly.

Gail nodded, about to determine the direction and continue forward.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

"Ah!" Gail, who was walking at the front, suddenly lost her footing and fell into a hidden quicksand pit without warning!

The sand instantly reached above his knees and was sinking rapidly!

"Gail!" Ella and Norton's expressions changed, and they rushed forward, grabbing Gail's arms in a flurry of activity. It took a lot of effort to pull him out of the quicksand.

Gail was still in shock, panting heavily, her body covered in sand.

"Damn desert..." Gale cursed, trying to steady himself and check his position, but his legs gave way again, and he stumbled forward uncontrollably!

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

Gail's head slammed into Norton, the big guy walking next to him, who was turning around to check on him.

And it was right in front of the sharp corner of the heavy metal suitcase he was carrying!

"Ugh!" Gale cried out in pain, her vision went black, and a sharp pain and numbness shot through her nose. Then, warm blood began to flow from her nose.

"Gail! Are you alright?!" Ella rushed forward, frantically searching for gauze to stop the bleeding.

Norton looked embarrassed and innocent; he hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

Rhine frowned deeply, a bad feeling creeping into his heart. These successive accidents were far too coincidental.

However, the bad luck wasn't over yet.

Just as Gale was covering his nose, Ella was helping him, and Norton and Rhine were cautiously observing their surroundings.

A sudden gust of wind swept in from the side without warning, whipping up a cloud of yellow sand that instantly engulfed the four people!