Sailing: I Open Treasure Chests in the Pirate World

"Didn't I tell you about this before?"

Absolutely not!!!

Even the cunning Robin was starting to feel a bit frantic.

Why is there a white-bearded man following the "White Dragon"?

Has the world gone mad to this extent?

The archaeologist was internally screaming.

However, on the surface, she maintained a calm and composed expression, and even revealed a charming smile.

"Yes, it's 270."

"Don't think I can't hear the sarcasm in your tone~"

Ian raised an eyebrow and mimicked Robin's tone.

"Anyone would say that."

There was a cunning old man in the navy.

Ian was all too familiar with that tone.

Robin's charming smile became somewhat stiff.

"Okay, enough joking around."

Ian shrugged, pointed to Edward Teach, and reluctantly gave an introduction.

"His full name is Edward Teach, and he is the 'Thunder Man' who possesses the power of the Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit."

When Ian began to introduce himself.

Edward Teach, who was standing to the side, also opened his eyes, glanced at Robin indifferently, and then nodded almost imperceptibly.

It really is the legendary "Rumble-Rumble Fruit"!

Robin felt a cold sweat break out on her back. She looked at Edward Teach and greeted him cautiously.

"Hello, I'm Nicole Robin."

"There's no need to be so cautious."

Ian reached out and hooked his arm around Edward Teach's shoulder.

"Teach has a very good personality—"

zizi——

As soon as Ian finished speaking, Edward Teach's body transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning.

Robin involuntarily closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Edward Teach had vanished.

This personality...

Is it really that good?

Robin looked at Ian, highly skeptical of what he had just said.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Ian clapped his hands, and the Thunder Ring quietly returned to his finger.

“If you don’t mind, you can call Teach ‘Whitebeard III’.”

"However, although Teach's surname is Edward, he has absolutely no relation to Edward Newgate the Whitebeard."

Robin blinked upon hearing this.

really?I do not believe.

Just look at Edward Teach's signature crescent-shaped white beard.

Who dares to say he has absolutely no connection to the real Whitebeard?

A slightly dark thought even surfaced in Robin's mind.

This "White-Bearded Teach"...

Could he be Whitebeard's son?

Chapter 97 Foolish! Are ships such inconvenient things?

“Boss, Mr. Edward is your first ‘crew member’.”

"Correct."

"And what about your ship?"

"Foolish! Are ships such inconvenient things? What are you riding now?"

"The Blue-Eyes White Dragon is certainly wonderful, but it's not a ship. Can it dive?"

"In fact, it is possible. In addition, we are about to start 'diving' now."

"Nani—gurgle gurgle—"

Amid Robin's scream, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon crashed headfirst into the 7,000-meter-high White Sea.

The endless sea clouds, like the endless seawater, effectively shut Robin up from saying the rest of her words.

Trivia.

The "sea clouds" of Skypiea also have a restraining effect on Devil Fruit users, just like the real ocean.

The feeling of weakness and powerlessness eroded every corner of Robin's body, and she could barely maintain the cross-legged position.

If it weren't for a pair of clay arms firmly gripping Robin's legs...

She would most likely fall off the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's back and perish directly in this boundless white sea of ​​clouds.

When the Blue-Eyes White Dragon broke through the thick white sea.

Robin felt a sudden lightness in her body. With her eyes closed, the first words she uttered were—

"Am I finally dead...?"

"Just a little bit more!"

Ian's words reached Robin's ears at just the right moment.

The archaeologist suddenly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Such a beautiful and magnificent natural landscape is definitely not something that "hell" should have.

"boss."

"Ok?"

"You...forget it."

"It doesn't count yet~"

"Ok?"

"The 'sea' we just crossed is called the 'White Sea.' Now... can you see the sea clouds overhead?"

"No—ah—glug glug—"

When the Blue-Eyes White Dragon once again pierced through the White Sea.

Robin, covered in white sea clouds, looked as if she had endured some indescribable torment.

She lay limply on the back of the blue-eyed white dragon, too weak to even stand up and retaliate against Ian.

"boss."

"Ah."

"You're a bit petty."

"Ok?"

"Will we have to go through another layer of sea clouds later?"

Robin asked, somewhat resignedly.

"Will there be another sixteen layers of sea clouds following?"

"What do you take this place for? The eighteen levels of hell?"

Ian walked over to Robin and looked down at the archaeologist lying on the dragon's back.

"I have good news for you. We have now reached a floating island at an altitude of over 10,000 meters."

"If we keep flying upwards, we might fly to the moon."

"Tsk! I have to say, from this perspective, Robin, you..."

"Your skin is a bit dark."

Hearing Ian's last words.

Robin, seemingly finding a sudden surge of strength, forced himself to sit up and glared at Ian.

But the next second, she was weak and powerless as she lay back on the Blue-Eyes White Dragon's back.

"Huff...huff...my body feels so uncomfortable, the air is so thin up there..."

"It's clearly because you're not getting enough exercise."

Ian shook his head and gave Robin some time to adjust to the high-altitude environment at 10,000 meters.

"Why don't you rest for a while?"

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon flew slowly forward and soon arrived above the Island of Gods.

The white dragon flew over the lush forest and into the ruins of the golden city of Shandora.

During Enel's reign over Skypiea.

To build the "Ark of Wisdom," he plundered a vast amount of gold from the ruins of Shandora.

What should have been a magnificent and beautiful golden city is now nothing but a scene of desolation.

Ian surveyed the ancient ruins, now devoid of gold, from his Blue-Eyes White Dragon, searching for his target.

A massive golden bell, located deep within the ruins, came into his view.

That's it!

Ian rode the Blue-Eyes White Dragon toward the location of the Golden Bell.

When the Blue-Eyes White Dragon flew to the vicinity of the Golden Bell.

Robin had rested enough.

She forced herself to sit up straight, eager to admire the legendary "sky island" scenery.

But when she saw the golden bell standing quietly on the platform directly in front of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

Robin's eyes widened instantly.

What she cared about was not that golden bell that looked full of historical traces.

Rather, it is the huge stone beneath the Golden Bell, imprinted with strangely shaped square characters!

"That's... the ancient historical text!"

"That's right, this is the original text of ancient history."

Ian rode the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and slowly landed on the ground near the Golden Bell.

"Archaeologist, what did you just say to me?"

With the ancient historical text right before her eyes, Robin had to consider whether this might be her only chance in this lifetime.

Adhering to the principle of "seeking truth from facts," Robin looked at Ian and praised him without blushing.

"I'd say you... are the most generous and magnanimous boss in the world!"

"That's a good point. Think of more words next time; I love hearing them."

Ian shrunk the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, and he and Robin came to the ground.