A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

Raine's voice turned to another person: "Please use your slash to cut off the three largest, mirror-like leaves directly above the sunflower, and change the angle at which the sunlight is refracted."

"Gats, while Mr. Oden is making his move, use your anchor to cut off the stream next to the sunflower that flows with pumpkin juice, and change the soil's pH level."

Raine's instructions were clear and precise, as if he had witnessed everything on the battlefield firsthand.

"This...this is okay?"

As Gatz dodged a giant flying broccoli, he asked breathlessly.

"Give it a try."

After finishing speaking, Ryan hung up the Den Den Mushi.

He put down the Den Den Mushi and turned his gaze in another direction, towards the Soda Islands where Marco was.

"It seems we need a little... cooking instruction here as well."

He picked up the Den Den Mushi and dialed Marco's number.

The battle in the waters off the Soda Islands has reached a fever pitch.

Marco, transformed into a phoenix, circled in the sky, his azure-blue fiery feathers shooting like arrows at the giant caramel sea monster.

However, the sea monster's defenses were simply too formidable. When the fiery feathers struck its oil-like, viscous caramel-like shell, they only created ripples and did not cause any real damage.

The Caramel Sea Monster's counterattacks were exceptionally deadly; each flick of its enormous syrupy tongue was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, nearly knocking Marco off the plane several times.

"This guy is practically an indestructible iron turtle, yoi!"

Marco dodged awkwardly while cursing under his breath.

Just then, his Den Den Mushi rang.

"Marco."

A calm voice came through the Den Den Mushi.

"Raine! How's it going over there? I've run into a little trouble here!"

"I saw it."

Raine's tone remained calm: "Your flames aren't hot enough to penetrate its caramel armor."

"What should we do then, yoi?"

"Do you remember when I taught you how to use the Phoenix Flame to process poisonous ingredients?"

Marco paused for a moment, then realized: "You mean... precise control?"

"Yes."

Raine's voice carried a hint of guidance.

"Don't try to melt its shell with brute force; that will only waste your energy. Condense your flames into the finest needle, find the springs on its body, which are the pores it uses to breathe and dissipate heat, and inject your life-giving flames directly into its body."

"Remember, your goal is not to kill it, but to cook it. Use your flames to ignite the cola syrup inside it from the inside, and make that massive bubbly energy your strongest weapon."

Rennes' words opened a whole new door for Marco.

Instead of launching a wide-ranging fire attack, he followed Rein's instructions and concentrated all the blue flames into a single point, transforming it into a slender, blue-green needle of fire.

Like the most precise surgeon, he dodged another attack from the sea monster and, in a flash, precisely pierced a small hole in the sea monster's back with the flaming needle!

"Roar?"

The Caramel Sea Monster's massive body stiffened abruptly, seemingly confused as to what had happened.

The next second, an uncontrollable, violent energy exploded within its body!

Its body was like an overinflated balloon, expanding rapidly at a visible speed, and large amounts of white foam mixed with the smell of caramel sprayed out from the gaps in its body.

Boom!

A deep, muffled roar came from the sea monster's body, followed by countless black, fountain-like jets of water gushing out from its seven orifices and all the air pores on its back, shooting straight into the sky!

That's not water at all, but the purest, richest, and bubbly Coca-Cola concentrate!

Chapter 172 A Frenzied Looting

The Caramel Monster's enormous body rapidly deflated during the violent internal explosion, like a punctured balloon, eventually turning into a huge, still steaming pool of caramel floating on the sea.

A devastating battle ended in such a darkly humorous way.

Marco stared blankly at the Coca-Cola fountain that spewed out like an oil geyser, then looked at the small wisp of blue flame in his hand, and for the first time, he had a radically different understanding of his own abilities.

So... this is how I use my flames?

Meanwhile, the farce in the vegetable jungle also came to an end.

"Now! Gatz!"

Oden roared, his twin swords wreathed in a fierce aura, and two massive slashes landed precisely on the three enormous, mirror-like leaves above the sunflower.

Click!

The leaves snapped in response, instantly changing the angle of the sunlight, which had been focused on the sunflower's flower head and was redirected elsewhere.

Almost simultaneously, Gatz roared and slammed the giant anchor into the pumpkin juice-filled creek. He smashed a crack in the hard riverbed, and the creek changed course, flowing towards the carnivorous flower field on the other side.

Without sunlight and specific nutrients, the giant sunflower seemed to have been de-energized; its melodious song came to an abrupt end, and its enormous flower head drooped limply.

The vegetables that had been attacking frantically around them stopped moving instantly, like soldiers who had lost their commander, and reverted to being harmless ordinary plants.

"Hahaha! It worked!"

Gatz roared excitedly.

"Brother Ryan is truly amazing!"

Oden also sincerely praised it.

The two exchanged a glance, looking at the drooping sunflower and the top-quality vegetables around it that had returned to normal, and both revealed malicious smiles.

A frenzied looting spree ensued.

As dusk fell, when everyone returned to the New Moby Dick laden with spoils, an unprecedented victory celebration began amidst everyone's anticipation.

The deck was piled high with all sorts of unheard-of top-quality ingredients, and the air was filled with a complex aroma that would make even the gods drool.

Rein stood in the center of the huge makeshift kitchen, with all the core members of the Whitebeard Pirates behind him.

They were no longer the fearsome pirates, but rather willing kitchen helpers assisting the head chef.

Using the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, Newgate used an extremely precise control to turn the pig-shaped potato into the finest mashed potato.

Gatz and Oden were responsible for physically massaging the huge dough with brute force.

Joz used his diamond arm as a top-of-the-line grinder to grind the salt blocks from the mineral salt mountain into the finest salt powder.

Marco carefully controlled the Phoenix Flame, providing the most stable and purest heat source for the enormous oven.

This is a truly meaningful family feast.

When all the dishes were served, a deafening cheer erupted on the deck.

A bouncy and smooth volcanic pudding made with the core of the Pudding Beast.

These are sweet and sour meat sauce potato balls made with pork-shaped mashed potatoes and a tomato sauce fairy's sauce.

A crisp and delicious country-style symphony pizza made with sunflower nectar and various vegetables.

And then there's that dreamy special blend made with cola concentrate and soda water, where the bubbles explode in your mouth, making your soul dance—Whitebeard Happy Water.

"cheers!"

Newgate raised a huge cookie cup filled with soda and laughed heartily at all his family and at the vast ocean of stars that witnessed their new dreams.

"To our new dream! To the best head chef! Cheers!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Amidst deafening cheers, the sails of the New Moby Dick were raised once more.

It was laden with the finest ingredients, and with the laughter and camaraderie of a group of monsters, as it slowly sailed away from this gourmet playground, heading at full speed towards a new, more magnificent route filled with even more unknown delicacies.

In the corner, Teach was eating pizza with gusto while secretly slipping a piece of dark caramelized caramel from the caramel sea monster's remains into his pocket from an angle where no one could see it.

Those seemingly innocent little eyes gleamed with a bottomless darkness that seemed completely out of place in this joyous occasion.

"Thief, hahahaha..."

Silent, maniacal laughter echoed wildly in his heart.

This ship, this chef, these abilities... they're becoming more and more irresistible.

……

The New Moby Dick's voyage was like a moving feast.

After bidding farewell to that living, breathing culinary island, the atmosphere on the ship reached an unprecedented level of harmony and excitement.

Gats and Oden, these two battle maniacs, seem to have had their meridians completely opened by the endless supply of top-quality ingredients on Hangulla Island, and their daily training is full of destructive humor.

Today, their training exercise is skipping stones on the sea.

Of course, they didn't use stones, but rather spare shells that Dorum tearfully contributed, which he had captured from a naval warship.

"Watch this! Kozuki Itto-ryu: Water Skim Slash!"

Oden stood at the ship's side, his twin swords drawn, and with an extremely precise force, he slashed a cannonball away.

The shell actually bounced on the sea surface seven or eight times, just like a pebble, each bounce creating a small splash before finally exploding with a bang a kilometer away, startling a flock of innocent seagulls.

"Hahaha! Oden, you're no good! Only seven times!"

Gatz's roar followed immediately, and he went even further, using the massive anchor as a golf club to deliver a powerful home run that sent another shell flying.

The shells cut through the air with a piercing shriek, crashing into the distant sea like meteors, creating towering waves tens of meters high, their power comparable to a real naval cannon shot.

"I call this a one-hit kill! It's all about efficiency!"

Gatz stood with his hands on his hips, looking smug.

"You two bastards!"

A scream more piercing than the waves came from the shipwright's room. Dorum rushed out like a gust of wind, holding a newly repaired precision gear in his hand, pointing at the two men and trembling all over.

“Those are spare shells! Not your toys! And Gatz! The vibration from that anchor you just gave caused a 0.001-millimeter deviation in my ship's hydraulic system!”

"Do you know what this means? It means there's a fifty percent chance we'll do a Thomas Flair on the spot and end up upside down at the next sharp turn!"

"Wouldn't that be even more exciting?"

Oden asked with an innocent look on his face.

These words made Dorum's face turn red with anger.

The deck was filled with a cheerful atmosphere once again.

Chapter 173 The Knights of God

Newgate leaned back on his tiramisu throne, sipping a Coca-Cola-flavored soda that Marco had brought back from the Soda Islands, watching the group of clowns and letting out his signature gurgle-gurgle-gurgle laugh.

This is the kind of life he truly wants.

There are no intrigues and schemes to seize the throne, no backstabbing with the World Government, only the purest adventures, the most reliable family, and... the most reassuring noise.

Ryan leaned against the kitchen window, calmly watching everything unfold.

In his hands, a brand-new notebook made of special animal hide, emitting a faint milky scent, was being filled with rapidly written notes.

[Crew Observation Diary - Continued]

[Observation subject: Gatz.]

[Status: Extremely excited; power output increased by approximately 12% compared to half a month ago; appetite increased by 15% simultaneously.]

[Analysis: The top-quality ingredients from Hangulila Island have profoundly modified his muscle fibers, resulting in extremely high energy conversion efficiency, but his ability to precisely control his strength remains zero.]

[Optimization suggestion: Try making dishes that incorporate gentle strength, such as Tai Chi Slime Jelly or Four Ounces Deflect a Thousand Pounds Seaweed Soup, to improve the monotony of its combat style and reduce the cost of ship repairs.]

[Observation subject: Kozuki Oden.]

[Status: Same as above, Domineering Aura increased by 10%, swordsmanship begins to incorporate a touch of freedom and boldness from the sea.]