One Piece meme: Starting with eight extraordinary skills

"The captain has great ambitions and plans!"

With Jonathan's superior intellect, he naturally understood quickly why Yang Ming chose to implement this system on the Sky Island instead of in the Kingdom of Prodens.

The Sky Island is far removed from the world, and everything that happens here is unknown to the outside world. Moreover, it is small and sparsely populated, and with Yang Ming's strength, he is more than capable of handling any unexpected incidents, making it the best experimental field.

However, if this were implemented in the Kingdom of Prodens, it would be impossible to hide it from the eyes of the omnipresent CP organization. Once the Five Elders heard even a whisper of it, even Marshal Sengoku might not be able to protect Yang Ming.

Therefore, Jonathan specifically sought out Yang Ming to ask him questions in order to clear up his confusion.

“In the past eight hundred years, countless heroes have tried to promote change, but without exception they all died unexpectedly.”

"Captain, aren't you afraid that continuing like this will bring about your death?"

At this moment, Yang Ming was standing in front of a historical inscription, tilting his head slightly to gaze at the strange characters from hundreds of years ago.

Upon hearing Jonathan's question, Yang Ming slowly turned around.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the branches, casting countless dappled patterns on him. A colorful butterfly landed on Yang Ming's shoulder, giving him a unique air about him.

“Jonathan, I have witnessed the decay of this world. As a naval officer, my sense of justice compels me to stand idly by. I also know that overthrowing the world order is extremely difficult; it is a rugged and thorny path.”

"But as long as you are determined, it is never too late to start now, from the beginning, no, from zero."

Upon hearing this, Jonathan was startled.

Joelle Bonney, who was eavesdropping behind the bushes, was mesmerized by the sight, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

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Chapter 130 Descending from the Sky, Re-entering Water Seven

Did great heroes create history, or did ordinary people create history?

If we only focus on this issue, our thinking and perspective will be greatly limited, leading to two opposing viewpoints: either great heroes create history and do not need the approval of the people, or the people create history and great heroes are dispensable.

The wheels of history roll ever onward. On this chariot, most ordinary people willingly or unwillingly become fuel, propelling things forward. Only those who can stand out from these countless ordinary people and stand on the chariot to guide the way forward have the potential to become great heroes.

Eight hundred years ago, Joy Boy was able to become a trendsetter of his time.

Eight hundred years later, Yang Ming was confident that he could do better than Joy Boy and even completely change this corrupt world.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host, for reciting a classic line from Re:Zero -Starting Life in Another World-. You have been awarded one chance to draw a prize. Would you like to start the prize wheel?"

A lottery wheel slowly appeared, offering two types of prizes: skills and items.

Skills: Endless Corridor, Dark Veil, Time Freeze...

Items: Gospels, Books of Wisdom...

【Photographic Memory】: Passive skill, you can remember what you read.

Yang Ming memorized everything recorded on the historical monument, intending to find a suitable person to translate it, hoping to discover the methods for making ancient weapons.

People like Ace and Luffy naturally wouldn't have much interest in Ancient Weapons.

However, Yang Mingzhi is determined to change the world, and sooner or later he will have to face Lord Im, who is suspected of controlling the Heavenly King. Therefore, he must have a deep understanding of ancient weapons in order to know himself and his enemy and win every battle.

A three-masted warship is docked on the beach of Angel Island. After days and nights of hard work, hundreds of wind-blown shells have been installed on both sides of the ship. These shells can spray strong winds and can be used for up to 24 hours at a time. After use, they only need to be left to stand for ten days to half a month to allow the wind-blown shells to restore wind energy before they can be used again. This can be described as a green and pollution-free new energy source.

The only drawbacks of the wind-blown clam are twofold: firstly, it is too fragile, easily destroyed by even a single bullet; secondly, its lifespan is too short, as its shell cannot withstand the constant flow of wind energy after one year, leading to its eventual destruction.

Regardless, the three-masted warship equipped with hundreds of jet-powered breechblocks now possesses spaceflight capabilities.

this day.

When the news spread that Yang Ming and his group were preparing to leave Sky Island, the entire Golden City of Shandora was deserted as people from every household came out carrying large and small bags of gifts, determined to give them to Yang Ming and his group.

Standing on the deck, looking at the bustling crowds on Angel Island beach, a thought suddenly popped into Yang Ming's mind:

"If you always keep the people in your heart, the people will hold you high."

Ordinary people aren't stupid; they naturally know who is genuinely good to them and who is just pretending.

As the saying goes, a bad soldier is just one bad soldier, but a bad general makes a bad army.

The type of general you have will determine the type of soldiers you train.

With Yang Ming as their role model, from his right-hand men like Jonathan and Tina to Sergeant Xiu En and Privates, their performance over this period has been evident to the people, who can naturally see that this is a well-disciplined unit.

Yang Ming turned his gaze to Dadi Mastassen, a taciturn young man who was a top student in the same year as him. However, he was low-key and spent all his time immersing himself in modifying firearms. He rarely spoke or interacted with others and was often subconsciously regarded as invisible.

“Dadi Mastasson, you are my most trusted subordinate. Now I am going to entrust you with an important task.”

"While I am away from Sky Island, I entrust it to your care."

Dadi Mastasson nodded emphatically and solemnly accepted the task.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own.

Relatives, friends, classmates, teachers and students, comrades-in-arms, spouses—these are all relationships that have withstood the test of time and proven to be among the most reliable.

Relationships outside of this, such as those with colleagues, fellow villagers, and partners, are not as reliable.

Even someone as powerful as Rocks D. Giebeck was betrayed by several of his own subordinates.

Edward Newgate, the Whitebeard, is becoming increasingly estranged from him; Big Mom, Charlotte Linlin, and Kaido of the Beasts are secretly betraying his whereabouts to the Navy; Shiki, the Golden Lion, is eager to split up the family and establish his own power; Captain John is plotting to steal his treasure; and the others are all secretly harboring other ambitions.

If it were someone like Cao Changxiu'en who later joined his ranks, Yang Ming would give him a certain degree of trust, but he would not entrust such a heavy responsibility as managing the Sky Island to Cao Changxiu'en, precisely for this reason.

Trust is the ability to entrust one's back to another without any psychological burden.

Amidst enthusiastic farewells, the three-masted warship slowly sailed out of the White Sea.

"Pfft!"

Endless white clouds rushed past in front of us as the three-masted warship plummeted from an altitude of over 10,000 meters at an extremely high speed, undergoing a freefall motion.

Just then, the wind-blown spars installed on both sides of the ship began to function, spewing out strong and powerful winds under the ship to counteract the downward momentum, while the navigator directed the soldiers to raise the sails.

The howling winds high in the sky filled our ears, causing the sails to billow like a middle-aged man with a protruding belly. Then, at a speed exceeding that of ordinary warships, we set off towards Water Seven.

The capital of seven waters.

This is a sacred place for shipwrights all over the world.

Eight hundred years ago, the Hades warship, one of the ancient weapons, was built by the shipwrights on this island.

Today, the island is bustling like never before. It's not because the annual Water Gods Storm Tide is about to arrive and the Mask Carnival is starting at this time, nor is it because it's collaborating with the Food Island at this time. It's because Mr. Tom, who is known as the world's number one shipwright, is facing his final judgment at this very moment!

In the vast square, countless shipwrights came upon hearing the news.

Espagu stood expressionless in the crowd, and no one could discern the inner turmoil in the young man's face.

Upon hearing the news, Franky clenched his fists, intending to rush forward and storm the execution ground.

Facing countless complex gazes, Mr. Tom knelt in the square, flanked by executioners holding instruments of torture and bayonets.

CP9 commander Spandam and his father Spandam, who was killed by Yang Ming, bear some resemblance. Spandam looks somewhat sleazy, with a sinister air about him, making him look like no good person.

Regarding Tom's case, which is related to the whereabouts of the Hades blueprints, Spandam, as the head of CP9, is now acting as the judge, standing on the platform looking down at Mr. Tom with a sinister grin:

"Sinner, do you admit that you once built a ship for the Pirate King Roger?"

Mr. Tom was a bullfish-man, resembling a horned raccoon dog. He had a sturdy, honest face, and his forehead was bleeding, blood trickling down his nose and the corners of his eyes. He could only half-close his eyes. His imposing figure refused to bow down for a pittance. Even knowing he faced an unjust trial, he still proudly raised his head and declared:

"I feel extremely honored to be able to do my part for a man like Roger!"

Spandam's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, saying:

"As expected, you and Pirate King Roger are birds of a feather. Even if you built the Sea Train to offset some of your crimes, it still cannot offset the heinous crimes you committed."

"but……"

Spandam then changed the subject, saying:

"Considering that you are a promising talent, if you repent and are willing to confess everything now, I might be able to put in a good word for you with the Five Elders."

Spandam kept giving Mr. Tom meaningful glances, hoping that the stubborn old man would understand his meaning and hand over the blueprints for Hades without hesitation.

Mr. Tom was honest and kind, but that didn't mean he was a fool. He could naturally see through Spandam's true intentions.

Mr. Tom had already entrusted the blueprints for Hades to his most trusted disciple, Esbag, and was prepared to die. He offered his neck for execution, saying:

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Spandam's eyes as he waved his hand and said:

"You won't listen to a polite toast, but you insist on drinking a penalty shot!"

"The time has come, kill him!"

Autumn is a bleak season.

Leaves were falling and the air was bitterly cold.

A lone cicada sings in the cold, a blade flashes coldly.

Just as the two executioners were about to draw their bayonets and plunge them into Mr. Tom's heart, a sudden cry of alarm came from the square.

"what's the situation?"

Spandam instinctively thought someone was going to storm the execution ground. He looked around but didn't see anyone. Instead, he saw a huge shadow descending from the sky.

Spandam suddenly looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.

A massive three-masted warship was forced to a stop from high above. Given its size of nearly 100 meters, if it had crashed to the ground, the entire square would have been affected.

"Bodyguards! Protect me!"

At this critical moment, Spandam couldn't care less about completing his mission. He immediately yelled in a loud, wild-duck-like voice to call for the CP9 agents around him to protect him.

Aisbag looked up at the three-masted warship overhead. Despite the modifications and repainting, he could still vaguely recognize that it was the ship he had given to Yang Ming and his group.

Suddenly, an absurd idea popped into Espagu's mind.

"Could it be that Yang Ming came here specifically to rescue Master?"

"boom!"

Just then, the three-masted warship landed steadily on the square, raising a cloud of dust.

Chapter 131 You ant crawling on the ground, who gave you permission to raise your head?