The Great Voyage: The Props Master on the Straw Hat Ship

"No...don't be so...excited?"

He was panting heavily, "Everything... is fate... fate's... choice!!"

His voice is like a blower, making it extremely unpleasant to listen to.

"Fate, is it?"

At this moment, Link, who was standing next to him, started to laugh.

(Wang Li's) "It just so happens that I also have some knowledge of fate?"

He pulled something out of his hand again. "Let fate decide what our path will be like from here on out."

It was a very typical four-round pistol.

"This is called the 'Lucky Pistol.' It has four rounds, but I only have these two bullets."

Link released his other hand, which contained both red and black bullets.

"A person hit by a red bullet will have good luck all day, but a person hit by a black bullet will have bad luck all day."

Link loaded the two bullets, then quickly spun the wheel, speaking to Doc Q, who was lying on his sickly white horse:

"Let's see who fate favors more."

Item: [Lucky Pistol].

Description: A four-shot pistol with three red bullets and one black bullet. A person hit by a red bullet will have good luck all day, but a person hit by a black bullet will have bad luck all day.

In the original story, Nobita asked Doraemon for this gadget because he was having too much bad luck.

However, Nobita still didn't believe in his luck and insisted on waiting for others to fire black bullets before he was willing to use his own.

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In the end, the three red bullets were hit by his mother, Shizuka, and Suneo in succession, leaving only the last black bullet for him...

All I can say is that he was incredibly unlucky, and that he was just asking for trouble.

Now, Link put away his two red bullets, intending to play a game of fate with the 28-year-old ailing Doc Q.

"A choice between good and bad?!"

Doc Q, panting heavily, forced a smile upon hearing Link's words.

"One step to heaven... one step to hell... it really does feel like everything... depends on fate."

"but……"

Why...why should I play with you?

"Because you have no choice."

Link said softly, "When you presented this highly dangerous apple to our captain, you were already facing this situation." Doc Q: "He...wasn't he affected?!"

"That was because our captain was lucky and was chosen by fate, but now it's your turn to be chosen by fate."

Link pointed his revolver at him. "Let's see how lucky you really are."

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Doc Q's small eyes, which he had barely managed to open, narrowed slightly.

He slowly pulled out his weapon from under his beloved horse's belly.

A gleaming, sharp scythe of death.

"If I were you, I wouldn't act so rashly."

Link said calmly, without any expression, "And on the rooftop in the distance, your sniper comrade, who also reveres fate, is pointing his gun at us."

“I don’t like having a gun pointed at me. If he doesn’t put the gun down, I’m not sure what will happen to him.”

After hearing this, Doc Q immediately fell silent, even pausing in his movement to pick up the scythe.

Is that so?

He gave Link a deep look, then subtly made a hand gesture.

Meanwhile, on a rooftop far away from here.

"Indeed, this vast sea is full of hidden talents."

The man, wearing a black hat with a strange crescent shape, a monocular scope over his right eye, and a black cloak, lowered the special gun he had been holding.

"Unknown powerful figures may appear at any time and in any place, and our encounter with these powerful figures here is also a sign of fate guiding us, just like when we met the captain." The sniper muttered words about fate from time to time while silently wiping his gun.

"It seems... I have no other choice."

Poison Q was panting heavily when he laughed.

"If you don't attack our captain first, then everything will be fine."

Link chuckled as he pulled the trigger of his revolver. "People always have to pay the price for what they've done, don't they?!"

boom!

A jet-black bullet instantly struck Doc Q.

However, nothing happened to the latter; it was just that a black halo emanated from his body.

It was that unfortunate black bullet that struck him.

"let's go

After Link casually fired a red bullet at himself, feeling as if he were blessed with good fortune, he put away his gun and said to his companions behind him.

"It's time to go find the people here and ask them about the Sky Island."

"If we're asking about something, the bar should have the most information, right?"

"Let's go to a bar then, I'm thinking of having a drink anyway."

"I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!!!"

"Let's go to the bar then, Luffy's treating!"

"Talk? Nami, you've just made so much money, why do you want me to treat you?!"

"It's only right for the captain to treat the crew to a meal! Besides, I've only earned a few coins, while you have so much money!"

"...Nami, you're just a typical example of resentment towards the rich. Don't you feel the pinch when spending money that isn't your own?"

"Who said that?! We have plenty of working capital on board. We're using it as operating funds, so what's wrong with having a meal together?! Right, Link?!"

"Yes, yes... I think I've found tens of thousands of Berries again."

"?779?III"

"Haha, Link, your luck seems to have really improved!"

"Yeah... wait, I think I found another gem that someone dropped. That should be enough for our meal and drinks."

As the group chatted, amidst Luffy's loud laughter and Nami's extremely jealous and sour gaze, Link picked up his belongings and headed towards the road ahead with the others.

Burgess, who was sitting on the ground, and Doc Q, who was also plagued by bad luck, were left staring at each other.

"What an impressive group of people..."

Burgess touched his head, the now empty space around his waist filling him with a deep sense of melancholy.

"People like that can't be nobody on the high seas. Let's check the bounty posters and see which pirate crew they belong to."

"That's right...cough cough cough cough!!!"

Just as Poison Q was about to chime in with a few words, his expression suddenly changed, and he began coughing violently.

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

Seeing this, Bagges quickly went over and saw that Doc Q's face was flushed red, and his withered hand trembled as he pointed to his throat.

"Is something stuck in your throat?! How could this happen? Spit it out!!"

Burgess patted Doc Q’s back forcefully, trying to help him.

However~

I don't know what's wrong with him today. Was he upset by Nami, or was he just in a rush? He seemed to have used a little too much force.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the arena.

Burgess: "..."

PoisonQ: "..."

Are you sure you want to help me, and not try to murder me?!

Doctor Q looked pained; he could almost feel that at least a few of his ribs had been broken.

"I'm so sorry..."

Bages withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly.

Logically, he shouldn't have made such a basic mistake, but I don't know what happened today.

It's... really weird.

No, it's not your fault.

Doc Q clutched his ribs, his face grim.

He knew that this outcome was all because of the unfortunate fate that had just chosen him.

And... this is just the beginning.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when a gust of wind swept in.

It hit his shoulder precisely.

"This is... a bullet!?"

DuQ stared at the bright red stain on his shoulder, his face contorted with despair.

"Was it hit by a stray bullet?!"

Burgess immediately became alert, but after looking left and right, he couldn't see anyone fighting around him.

Meanwhile, on the other side of a distant house.

"An accidental discharge?!"

As sniper Van Oka wiped his beloved pistol, the Thousand Six, a question mark kept popping up on his forehead.

He thought he just saw Qian Lu fire a bullet in the direction of Bages and the others, but he didn't know if it was because it went off accidentally.

“There’s no reason…”

0 ....

He muttered to himself that such a thing would never happen to a sniper of his caliber.

Just as he was lost in thought?

"What exactly is going on?!"

Equally bewildered, Burgess was about to check Doc Q's injuries when, by sheer bad luck, he stepped on Doc Q's hand. Burgess: "...Sorry!!"

He retreated repeatedly, only to bump into Poison Q's equally sickly white horse, knocking it to the ground.

It struck Doc Q with great precision, causing his fragile body to spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

At the same time, the basket containing the exploding apples on the white horse was overturned.

Bright red, exploding apples rolled all over the ground.

Burgess: "...?!?!?!"

He stared blankly at Doc Q, utterly bewildered. How could he have ended up in such a miserable state?!

"I think it's best if I don't get close to you for now."

Burgess raised his arm, indicating he no longer wanted to touch Doc Q, but as he backed away...

"Click?"