A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

"No, it resonates with our life energy."

Raine calmly explained that he found his sense of food to be unusually active in this resonance, allowing him to grasp the meaning of this will more clearly than others.

"It is the true form of this island, an ancient giant tortoise that has lived for countless years. The mountain worm is a parasite that lives on it and constantly drains its life energy. By killing the worm, we indirectly saved it."

You all... carry... the scent of life...

Warm...delicious...

The will of the ancestral giant tortoise resounded once more, and a childlike longing for food appeared in its golden eyes.

It seemed to be still thinking about the taste of the life-giving baking feast that everyone had just enjoyed.

"Hahaha! So you're a foodie too!"

Newgate understood, lowered his guard, and burst into hearty laughter.

This discovery instantly brought the two sides closer.

"Since you like it, we'll make it for you often from now on!"

Newgate said with great pride.

【real?】

A hint of surprise emerged from the giant tortoise's will.

In exchange...

My back... can become... your home...

You can...pick the fruit from my body...hunt those annoying little insects...

[As long as... you can protect me... from being bothered by other powerful guys... and occasionally... cook me something delicious...]

An ancient yet alluring agreement was thus proposed.

In exchange for delicious food and protection, we can create a mobile, living, and inexhaustible super fortress and a top-tier food supply!

Chapter 208 New Home: The Primordial Giant Tortoise (Living)

This proposal stunned everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates.

"To...make a home on the back of a living behemoth?"

Dorum's face turned deathly pale instantly; he felt his shipwright soul was being challenged like never before.

"Then...what about repairs? What if it wants to roll over? What if it gets itchy and tries to rub itself against the mountain?!"

A series of probing questions plunged everyone into deep thought.

"Wouldn't that be even more fun?!"

Gatz slapped his thigh excitedly: "We won't need to sail anymore! We can just let this big guy take us wherever we want to go! How awesome is that!"

"Gurararara! I agree!"

Newgate made the final decision, looking into that huge golden eye with admiration and pride at having met his match.

"Our Whitebeard Pirates will be living here from today onwards!"

"I, Edward Newgate, am in charge of this family!"

The agreement is now in effect.

A wave of satisfaction emanated from the will of the ancestral giant tortoise, and its enormous golden eye slowly closed, sinking back to the bottom of the lake.

Immediately afterwards, the entire island, or rather the entire Giant Beast Archipelago, began to move slowly yet with unwavering determination.

It changed direction and began its new voyage towards a wider and more unknown sea.

"Hahaha! We're off! Our new home is on its way!"

"Wow! This is so much more exciting than going on a boat!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the deck... no, from the entire island, as everyone's enthusiasm was ignited by this brand-new, fantastical adventure.

Only Dorum, clutching a breathing rock, was writing in his little notebook, tears welling up in his eyes.

The New Moby Dick... is destroyed.

[New home: A living, ancient giant tortoise.]

[Repair Difficulty Assessment: God-level.]

[The shipwright's mental state: on the verge of collapse, requesting leave, requesting a raise, requesting... early retirement...]

Raine stood on the edge of the island, feeling the vibrant pulse of life emanating from the land beneath his feet, and then looked at the World Heart in his inventory, which also radiated a soft light.

He seemed to have found a unique path to cultivate divine ingredients.

Use the life nurtured on this living island to feed the seed that can create the world.

Then, use the higher-level creative power that has dissipated during the growth of the Heart of the World to nourish this ancient giant tortoise and help it recover to its peak.

This is a perfect, ever-renewing cycle.

A grandest culinary plan that belongs only to him, the divine chef.

"Thief, hahahaha..."

In a corner, Teach secretly slipped a small piece of mountain worm meat into his pocket.

He looked at the new continent that was moving and full of infinite possibilities, and then at the young chef who was deep in thought, as if he was planning something. The greed and ambition in his eyes were pushed to the extreme.

A Devil Fruit?

No, that's not enough.

What he wanted was the entire island, the chef, and everything on this ocean!

The torrent of history, on the back of this awakened behemoth, surged forward in an even more magnificent and unpredictable direction!

The fact that the ancestral giant tortoise carried a group of monsters on a new voyage is itself an undeniable miracle.

Just three days later, this mobile territory, in an unreasonable manner, barged into a naval patrol area.

Incidentally, after startling two warships so badly they ran aground on the back of a cream mammoth, the news finally spread explosively across the world via the tiny wings of the newsbird.

At the headquarters of the World Economic News Agency, President Morgans watched the images of Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooped-up noodle) transmitted from the front lines, and his feathers stood on end with excitement.

"Breaking news! This is big news that could change the world order!"

He personally wrote the headline, using the most exaggerated and sensational headline to push the news to the front page.

Shocking! The Whitebeard Pirates gain another new ship, the legendary progenitor tortoise becoming its mobile home!

Once the newspaper was published, the entire ocean fell silent.

Whether they were pirates from the New World or the Grand Line, or ordinary people from all over the world, everyone who saw this news reacted with disbelief.

The Primordial Giant Tortoise? Isn't that a creature that only exists in myths and legends?

It is said that its size is comparable to that of the giant elephant that carried the entire Zou Kingdom, and it is a living fossil that has lived in the world since ancient times.

Now, this living legend has become the home of a pirate crew?

New World, Whole Cake Island.

"Mmm... Interesting, really interesting!"

Charlotte Linlin stuffed the newspaper along with the cream cake next to it into her mouth, her eyes gleaming with greed.

"That Newgate guy, he's always so lucky! The Primordial Tortoise... it must be covered in the world's best desserts, right? I have to find a way to steal it!"

The country of Wano, the island of ghosts.

Kaido of the Beasts downed his drink in one gulp and said, "A moving island, that's a pretty good mobile fortress. Maybe we can capture it and see if we can break through that damned waterfall in Wano Country."

Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

In the Marshal's office, Steelbone Kong looked at the report in his hand, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"The Primordial Giant Turtle... has the intelligence been confirmed?"

"Yes, Marshal."

Sengoku, standing to the side, said in a deep voice, "According to the report from the G-5 branch, they witnessed the island's movement and even had a brief firefight with a creature on the island that sprays strawberry jam."

Steel Bone Kong's fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.

The threat level of the Whitebeard Pirates was raised to an unprecedented level at this moment.

This is no longer just a simple pirate crew; it's a maritime kingdom with a mobile territory, self-sufficiency, and possibly even a self-defense system!

In the heart of this storm that swept the world, the five stars that stood at the pinnacle of world power in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise were finally shaken like never before by this news.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

Between power.

The atmosphere was as heavy as ancient ice; outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sea of ​​clouds churned, yet it brought in not a trace of life.

Five elderly men dressed in black suits, their auras as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, sat silently around a large round table, each with an unyielding gloom shrouding their faces.

On the table, the newspaper printed with the enormous figure of the ancestral giant tortoise was like a judgment from the abyss, silently mocking the absolute order they had established over the past eight hundred years.

"The ancestral giant tortoise... According to ancient records, it was one of the world's cornerstones, dating back to the same era as Zunesha, or even earlier."

With a long white mustache and a scar on his forehead, the Five Elders had a hoarse voice, like two rusty iron plates rubbing together.

"An existence of this caliber should not be driven by anyone, how could it..."

Chapter 209 Making Friends

"The question is not why it awoke, but why it chose Whitebeard."

The blond Elder's eyes were gloomy. He tapped the table, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed irritation.

"That Newgate guy is just too lucky. First it was that chef, and now it's this giant tortoise."

That wasn't luck.

The bald Five Elders, who had been holding the first generation Kitetsu and resting with his eyes closed, slowly spoke. His voice was as cold as ever, with a sharp edge.

"That chef, Rein, his very existence is a huge variable. According to the latest intelligence analysis from CP0, the reason why the Whitebeard Pirates were able to find that forbidden sea area that does not exist on any sea chart is most likely because of the chef's guidance."

"A chef who can find legendary lands, create monsters with his cooking, and now even establish connections with ancient creatures..."

The tallest of the five elders finally spoke, his voice booming like a bell, full of majesty.

“His threat has gone beyond our control, and is even... encroaching on the area we are most wary of.”

Silence fell in the room once again.

They remembered the battle at God Valley, the Rocks Pirates' incredible surge in collective strength at the end, and the chef's dish that almost turned the tide of the battle.

I also recalled a few years ago when the two Five Elders launched a siege against the Whitebeard Pirates, but ended up being seriously injured and returning empty-handed.

Fear, like vines, quietly spread through the hearts of these ancient monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

"We can't wait any longer!"

The Five Elders, wielding their swords, declared resolutely, "This variable must be completely eliminated! Before they truly grow into the next, no, an existence even more terrifying than Rocks!"

How to erase it?

The blonde Five Elders raised the most crucial question.

"Deploying the Marine Headquarters? While Garp and Sengoku are reliable, facing the Whitebeard Pirates, whose territory is mobile and whose strength is unfathomable, would inevitably lead to an epic war that would affect the entire world, and our foundation of rule would be shaken."

"Then let's use that one?"

"The cost is too high, and what if it gets out of control..."

Just as the five were arguing and unable to make a final decision, a faint footstep, as if from another dimension, echoed in the empty room.

Im sat quietly on the throne.

His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of space, finally landing on the primordial giant tortoise that was slowly sailing.

The Five Elders remained kneeling on one knee, their foreheads dripping with cold sweat. They dared not raise their heads, dared not speculate, and could only wait for the final judgment of the gods like the most devout believers.

After a long while, a faint, indistinct voice, seemingly from another dimension, rang out in the empty room.