The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

Author: Destiny Unrestrained

Summary:

[No system] [Pure One Piece world power] [Rumble-Rumble Fruit]

“I’ve met many captains, but they all call me ‘Captain John’!”

“You will find the answers to everything I’ve done in the final chapter,” Captain John said.

Chapter 1 Predestined Fate

The year 1484 of the Sea Calendar, on the eve of the God Valley Incident.

The New World, Beehive Island.

Under the scorching sun, the casino was noisy and chaotic, filled with a cacophony of smells including cheap perfume, body odor, cigars, and rum, making one want to vomit.

At the roulette table, a purple-haired man wearing a black overcoat without a lining, revealing his muscular chest and abs, held a bottle and tilted his head back to gulp down the rum, letting it run down his handsome face.

"Captain John, it's your turn to place your bet."

The scantily clad and alluring croupier urged the purple-haired man on cautiously.

John placed the bottle on the table, took a stack of peso bills from his coat pocket, and placed them one by one in the "135" square on the table.

The only number left unbetting was the black number "36".

Such a bizarre betting method attracted the attention of the surrounding pirates, who wanted to laugh at this foolish practice, but due to the purple-haired man's notorious reputation, they had to forcibly suppress their laughter.

It's important to understand that a straight bet on a single number, even if the ball lands in the corresponding groove, only yields a multiple of 1:35.

Dividing the numbers into 35 combinations and betting them in this way will result in a odds that are so low that the odds are not even 1:1, and you will lose money even if you win.

John has drunk twenty-three bottles of rum today, but he is not drunk; on the contrary, his mind is perfectly clear.

He clearly saw the strange, "suppressed" expressions on the faces of the pirates present, but chose not to confront them. He simply gestured with his chin toward the dealer.

"Let's begin."

"it is good."

The dealer nodded timidly and reached out to spin the roulette wheel.

This was a bet that was destined to lose from the start. The pirates didn't have any expectations of a "miracle" in the end; they were just curious about what this money-grubbing purple-haired man was up to.

"Da da da"

The ball bearing bounced in the groove as the wheel rotated, and slowly came to a stop in groove number "36".

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

"This is just too unlucky!"

"If you can't even bet correctly like this, you'd better be careful when you're out on the street, lest a dagger fly out of nowhere and stick into your forehead."

There were a total of 36 channels, and even after betting on 35 of them, they still came up empty-handed, causing the pirates present to burst into loud laughter.

John's face was extremely grim. He picked up the bottle, drank the rum in one gulp, and then smashed it heavily on the head of the pirate who was laughing the loudest.

The bottle shattered into pieces with a "crack," and the laughing pirate fell backward to the ground, his head covered in blood.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and the pirates stared in horror at the purple-haired man, the casino falling into an eerie silence.

John turned and left the roulette table, and the pirates surrounding him hurriedly made way, watching him swagger out of the casino.

It wasn't until the purple-haired man's figure disappeared that the pirates turned their stiff necks and looked at each other, filled with lingering fear of surviving a close call.

"What...what's wrong with him?"

"How would I know? Every single one of these officials is crazy. I just need to figure things out."

"Anyone would be in a bad mood like this. Let's be careful and avoid provoking him for a while..."

Outside the casino, John stood on a street littered with trash, looking up at the blazing sun in the sky, his eyes gradually narrowing.

"A predetermined fate, damn it!"

At this moment, John was not the Paramecia-type Magnet-Magnet Fruit user, but rather...

Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit user!

Moreover, the soul comes from another world.

Several years ago, his soul traveled to the Sky Island and landed in the Rumble-Rumble Fruit. He could only control this "ball" to bounce around like Nezha before he was born.

Then, by accident, he fell from the clouds and landed on an island in the lower world of Qinghai, where he was found and eaten by young John.

From then on, his soul remained hidden within John's body, lurking and seeking an opportunity to seize control.

Because of his suppression, John could only use "electromagnetism" and was unable to achieve elementalization or other abilities.

This led the world and John himself to believe that it was the power of the Paramecia-type Magnet-Magnet Fruit.

Until last night, taking advantage of John's drunkenness, he wiped out John's soul in one fell swoop and completely seized control.

The real John has arrived!

But the good news lasted only three seconds. John, using the Observation Haki of his predecessors and the "Mind Network" formed by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, sensed something mysterious.

Death Star!

That is, the fate of death!

As fate would have it, John was ambushed and injured by Gan Sui, a Paramecia-type Bomb-Bomb Fruit user, during the God Valley battle, and was later betrayed and killed by his subordinates.

Now that John has taken over the mantle of his predecessor, he must naturally bear the fate that comes with it.

death!

The casino's bad luck is good proof of this.

"People always look very slovenly under the sun, and all their unsightly and ugly traits are revealed."

John raised his hand and reached for the sky, wanting to crush that damned sun.

"You... are too dazzling, as if everything in the world should be used as a foil to you, leaving no room for others to shine."

John gritted his teeth, extremely unwilling!

This is clearly a world full of freedom and passion, yet countless invisible shackles have imprisoned him, making it hard for him to breathe.

All I want is to live!

"John!"

A rough voice broke through John's thoughts.

John looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly man, three meters tall, pushing aside the pirates blocking his way and striding toward him.

This is his deputy, Pete.

"Are you still conscious? Lockes is calling a meeting with the officers, and he looks very anxious. You should go over there quickly."

Pete came closer, kindly straightened John's collar, and urged him on in a helpless tone.

John instinctively took a step back, his gaze towards Pete filled with wariness.

If nothing unexpected happens, Pete will definitely be among his former subordinates who betrayed him!

Pete looked at the collar that had slipped from his fingers and frowned in confusion:

"John, what's wrong with you? You've been acting strange since last night. Are you sick?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to touch John's forehead to take his temperature.

John realized he had been too "sensitive," forced a smile, and grabbed Pete's outstretched wrist.

"No, I just forgot about a treasure trove, and I'm feeling a bit agitated."

As we all know, Captain John, who was obsessed with money, plundered a lot of treasure and hid it, so it's quite normal that he forgot about one or two of them.

Upon hearing this, Pete's eyes flickered slightly, then he forced a smile and softly reassured him:

"It's good that he's not sick. It's just a little bit of treasure. We can go rob another one."

Then, Pete leaned forward, rested his head on John's shoulder, and lowered his voice:

"The most important thing right now is for Lockes to convene the council of cadres. I think it is related to the recent killing of Malone and the disappearance of Shakky."

"Any news about Miss Xia Qi?"

Upon hearing this, John immediately lost his composure and exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter 2 Cadre Meeting

A year ago, on the same day, Malone, the "Mafia Boss" who was in charge of night patrols, and Shaki, the "High-Class Beauty" of Beehive Island, both had accidents.

The former was killed; the latter disappeared without a trace, with signs of a struggle at the scene suggesting he was kidnapped.

On Beehive Island, home to many powerful pirates, two people of considerable status and influence died and disappeared without a trace.

We have no idea who did it, and we didn't hear a single sound of fighting!

In the days following the incident, the pirates on the island were filled with fear, and there were even rumors of it being haunted.

After all, this is something that ordinary people simply cannot do!

Now, a year has passed and no more strange things have happened on the island, so the pirates have gradually forgotten about it.

People should always look forward.

Shh! Keep your voice down!

Pete put his index finger to his lips to signal John to be quiet, then glanced around, glaring fiercely at the pirates who were eavesdropping nearby and driving them away.

He waited until the surroundings were quiet before continuing to speak.

"This is just my guess, I'm not sure yet."

"Moreover, even if there is news, whether to seek revenge and save people or to swallow our anger will depend on the decision made by Rocks."

"No, Rocks will definitely go to save them."