A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

If we say that these twin sacred trees are the heart of this ship, this home, then...

Therefore, this resonant heart is undoubtedly the top-quality seasoning that can infuse the soup with soul.

What he wanted to do was not simply eat it, nor to turn it into some kind of weapon.

He wanted to cook it into this home, so that this tree, this boat, and this home could have their own unique flavor and emotion.

"captain."

Renn turned around and looked at the white giant who was resting with his eyes closed.

"Ok?"

Newgate slowly opened his eyes.

"I need your help."

Raine's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable solemnity: "I need you to use your power to forge a pot that is one of a kind in the world for me."

Newgate was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Gurararara! No problem! Tell me, what kind do you want? One that can cook a whole sea king? Or one that can withstand Gatz's burps?"

"neither."

Raine shook his head and pointed to the vast, continent-like tortoise shell beneath his feet.

"I need you to use your vibrational power to carve out a huge, bowl-shaped depression around this divine tree for me, a hundred meters deep and a kilometer in diameter, and to perfectly connect it to the earth vein energy nodes of the entire primordial giant tortoise."

This request made Newgate's smile freeze for a moment.

He looked at Raine, his eyes filled with confusion.

To carve out a giant bowl with a diameter of a kilometer? And connect it to the earth's veins? What exactly is this kid trying to do?

"Raine, what's wrong with you...?"

"I'm cooking a pot of soup for our family."

Ryan's answer was as concise as ever, yet it was full of a certain profound philosophy.

"A pot of soup... that can give our home its own heartbeat."

Newgate looked into Ryan's calm yet profound eyes. Although he still didn't understand, he chose to trust him unconditionally.

"it is good!"

He stood up, his mountain-like figure exuding an undeniable aura of dominance.

"Men! Get out of my way! Don't get cooked in this pot!"

At a command, all the crew members who were still lying dead on the deck scrambled to the edge of the island.

Newgate walked up to the Twin Trees, took a deep breath, and unleashed the full power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

This time, he was no longer simply causing destruction, but rather, with an extremely exquisite control comparable to that of a top sculptor, he slowly injected the vibrating power, enough to tear space apart, into the earth beneath his feet.

Rumble...

The entire shell of the ancestral giant tortoise began to tremble violently, yet rhythmically.

The solid ground, like a living fluid, slowly and in circles sank inwards, guided by the force of the vibration, centered on the Twin Divine Trees.

Soil, rocks, vegetation... everything was broken down and reshaped by this force, eventually forming a huge bowl-shaped basin with smooth edges and a perfect curvature.

At the very bottom of the basin, dozens of energy nodes, resembling blood vessels and emitting a faint glow, are clearly visible, intertwined with the roots of the sacred tree, forming a mysterious totem full of the beauty of life and power.

An ultimate cauldron, with heaven and earth as its pot, a divine tree as its heart, and a giant tortoise as its stove, was thus formed.

"call……"

Even Newgate, after completing this work of art that can only be described as a miracle, couldn't help but let out a long breath, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Raine, your pot is ready."

"Thank you, Captain."

Renn calmly thanked him, then stepped into the huge cauldron and came before the Twin Trees.

Instead of immediately offering his empathy, he turned around and calmly addressed his family members who were staring in disbelief.

"I will need your help next."

"I need each and every one of you to contribute a little... a flavor that belongs only to you."

"Contribute...taste?"

Gatz scratched his huge head, looking at Renn with a puzzled expression: "Head Chef, how do I contribute the flavor? Do you expect me to spit in it?"

"puff!"

Dorum spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk, pointing at Gatz, trembling with anger.

"You filthy creature! If you dare spit into my new home... no, into this sacred pot, I... I'll seal your mouth shut with the strongest adhesive!"

"Alright, everyone be quiet."

Raine's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced all the noise.

He calmly looked at the crowd and explained, "What I need is not your spittle, but your...blood."

"A single drop of blood containing the life information and soul will of each of you."

This request stunned everyone once again.

They didn't understand why Ryan was doing this, but out of absolute trust in him, no one raised any objections.

Newgate was the first to step forward. He extended his enormous finger and lightly traced a line on his fingertip, causing a drop of golden blood, as hot as molten lava and imbued with boundless dominance and a protective will, to fall.

Next was Marco, whose drop of blood carried a blue aura of phoenix flame, brimming with the aura of life and rebirth.

Joz's blood is like a dazzling diamond, indestructible.

Vista's blood carries the fragrance of roses and the sharpness of a swordsman.

Gatz's blood was filled with a pure, unadulterated craving for food.

Dorum's blood carried a hint of engine oil and an obsession with perfect structure...

Each person's blood represents their unique soul and life.

Raine carefully collected everyone's blood using a specially made crystal container.

Instead of immediately pouring the blood into the pot, he placed it, along with the Heart of Resonance, into a hollow under the Twin Trees.

"The seed has been planted; now, it needs some time to ferment."

Raine sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and an invisible sense of the meaning of food, which only he could perceive, slowly emanated from his body.

This time, his meaning of food was neither a sharp knife nor a warm fire.

Instead, it is a most tender net, full of life and creative will, which closely connects the Heart of Resonance, the blood of the people, the Twin Divine Trees, and the ancient ancestral giant tortoise beneath their feet.

He wanted to use his will as a bridge to guide these four forces, representing different levels of the origin of life, to complete an unprecedented fusion.

Chapter 270 Our Home Has a Heartbeat

Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.

On the deck, everyone held their breath and watched the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the giant cauldron, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing the sacred ceremony that was taking place.

one day……

Two days...

Three days...

Raine sat there quietly, motionless, as if he had been turned into a statue.

And within that enormous pot, wondrous changes began to occur.

The roots of the twin divine trees seemed to come alive, actively wrapping around the container holding the Heart of Resonance and the blood of everyone, enveloping and absorbing it.

Immediately afterwards, the trunk of the divine tree began to emit a soft, rhythmic, seven-colored halo, like breathing.

Where the halo passed, a pool of clear, golden liquid emitting a strange fragrance began to slowly seep from the bottom of the huge bowl-shaped basin.

The liquid was not water, but a supreme life elixir formed by the fusion of the purest life energy of the Primordial Giant Turtle and the creative power of the Twin Divine Trees.

The nectar accumulated and gradually formed a small lake, completely soaking the roots of the divine tree.

The absorbed heart of resonance transformed into invisible streams of energy, filled with emotion and memory, flowing along the roots and merging into every branch and leaf of the divine tree.

Then, through the sacred tree, it is passed on to everyone on the ship.

Gatz suddenly felt less hungry, and his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and peace.

Looking at the enormous pot, Dorum no longer felt the pinch of repair costs; instead, he thought it was the most perfect building in the world.

A warm feeling, a feeling called home, wells up in everyone's heart.

They seemed to be able to clearly sense each other's emotions, feel the captain's protection, feel their companions' trust, and feel that the ship and the land were embracing them in a silent way.

Just as everyone was immersed in this strange feeling, another unexpected event occurred.

Boom!

A deep, resounding roar echoed simultaneously from the bottom of the giant cauldron, from the body of the ancestral giant tortoise, and from the depths of everyone's soul.

The sound was like war drums, like thunder.

more like...

For the first time in ten thousand years, an enormous heart began to beat with its powerful force!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The heartbeat grew clearer and stronger.

In that enormous cauldron, the golden elixir of life began to boil and swirl in rhythm with the heartbeat, forming a huge vortex that radiated seven-colored light.

On the canopy of the Twin Trees, countless leaves of different colors swayed simultaneously, emitting not just a simple fragrance, but a silent, grand symphony full of joy and new life.

The entire ancestral giant tortoise, this living land, seemed to be infused with a completely new soul at this moment.

It is no longer a cold, instinct-driven vehicle.

It came back to life.

It has its own heartbeat, and a unique flavor that belongs to this home.

Renn slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warm and powerful rhythm that connected him to his bloodline, and finally a genuine and extremely satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"All right."

He stood up and said softly to his family members who were staring in disbelief, "The soup is ready."

"From today onwards, our home has a heartbeat."

The heartbeat of home is a wonderful feeling.

It is neither as stirring as a war drum, nor as majestic as thunder.

It is steady and powerful, like the most reliable anchor on this boundless sea, firmly binding the souls of every family member together.

Standing on the edge of the huge soup pot, feeling the warm rhythm that emanated from it with their heartbeats, everyone wore expressions of utter rapture.

"I...I feel...like I'm back in my mother's arms."

Gatz, this towering giant, now had reddened eyes and a choked voice.

"No, it's even warmer than that."

Marco leaned against the railing, his face serene like never before.

He could clearly feel that his heart, which had become somewhat different from that of an ordinary person due to the Phoenix Fruit, was now perfectly synchronized with the heartbeat of this land, and that feeling was incredibly reassuring.

"Structure...perfect...resonance frequency...harmony...my God, this is simply the most perfect living architecture!"

Dorum was completely caught up in the shipwright's madness. He took out his notebook and tried to record this miraculous sight, only to find that no data or formula could describe even a fraction of the scene before him.

The twin divine trees became even more mystical after this transformation.

Its branches and leaves react differently depending on the emotions of the people on the ship.

When Gatz and Oden were fighting fiercely on the deck for the last piece of roast meat, it would emit a spicy, gunpowder-like aroma, as if cheering them on, and even drop a few red leaves that looked like dried chili peppers.

When Dorum sighs over new damage to the hull, it releases a calming, minty aroma, accompanied by a few refreshing green leaves that help to soothe the mind and reduce internal heat—perfect for brewing tea.