Gensokyo, a Minecraft template, starting experience from plucking flower fields.

They can understand the difference in quality between different types of alcohol.

But aren't all fruits pretty much the same?

Once they saw the fruits clearly, they immediately noticed the difference.

"That's... a strawberry?"

A man looked at the fist-sized strawberry in front of him and wondered if he was seeing things.

One bite, and your mouth is filled with sweet, crunchy juice, bursting with rich fruity aroma.

They had never eaten such delicious fruit before, but the taste was so good that they couldn't help but eat a few more.

"That's a pineapple!"

"And mangoes!"

"My God, is that an apple?"

"..."

Everyone stuffed food into his mouth, leaving Marco standing to the side looking utterly bewildered.

Besides being the captain of the first division, he also served as the ship's doctor for the Whitebeard Pirates. He would usually tell these guys to eat more fruit to supplement their vitamins, but they absolutely refused.

But now, these guys are wolfing down their food, even more intensely than when they usually eat meat and drink alcohol.

Especially Joz, who ate the most, devouring more than ten in one go!

Are these fruits really that delicious?

With a skeptical attitude, Marco also took out a peach and took a bite.

"good to eat!"

Marco's eyes widened as an indescribable taste filled his mouth, completely different from the fruit he remembered.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if his soul had been elevated, that made him involuntarily close his eyes.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Marco abruptly opened his eyes.

"This fruit can actually treat the body."

Marco was shocked; this was truly an unexpected delight.

The moment he ate the peach, he could clearly feel his body, which had been somewhat tired, slowly recovering, his spirit gradually becoming more excited, and he also felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

Upon hearing Marco's words, the people around him stopped what they were doing and began to focus on their bodies.

The next moment, they both showed the same expression.

so amazing!

It can actually restore fatigue and even heal injuries.

"Shopkeeper, where did you get this fruit from?"

Marco asked eagerly, his eyes burning as he looked at Bai An and Kazami Yuuka.

Everyone looked at the two of them with great anticipation, but Bai An just shrugged and spread his hands.

"This is a fruit specially cultivated by our Freedom House; you can't get it anywhere else."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a pang of regret.

"However, I sell them in my shop, and you are welcome to buy them anytime if you need them."

Just when everyone was filled with regret, Bai An's voice suddenly rang out, which cheered them up again.

The banquet continued.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Along the way, three squad leaders, emboldened by alcohol, challenged Bai An.

The final outcome was also obvious: those who couldn't withstand even one move from Bai An were all beaten to the ground.

"Hahaha, you think you can challenge the shop owner!"

"No wonder you were able to defeat my father. Your strength is absolutely overwhelming. You guys are still challenging others. You must have had too much to drink."

"It's a good thing I didn't challenge you, otherwise I would have been killed in one move like the three of you, which would have been too embarrassing."

The onlookers, seeing the three captains beaten to a pulp, mocked them with glee.

"You bastards, come at me if you dare! Let's see if you can even withstand one move!"

The three squad leaders struggled to their feet.

"We're not going to invite trouble when we know the difference in strength is so huge!"

One of the squad leaders spoke slowly, which drew laughter from the crowd.

Of course, this was just a joke between friends and family.

...

Meanwhile, Mark Vandor.

The atmosphere here was relatively heavy. After Ace was brought to the execution platform, the Marines stood ready.

There is no regular navy here.

Here, the lowest rank is sergeant, a naval elite.

The three admirals, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, and naval hero Garp all made an appearance.

This silenced the previously noisy atmosphere to the point of being so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and the air seemed so thick it was suffocating.

The enemy they face today is none other than one of the Four Emperors, the Whitebeard Pirates.

Even though Whitebeard was old and frail and his strength was not what it used to be, they still far surpassed the Whitebeard Pirates in terms of combat power.

They dared not let their guard down.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; the desperate gamble of the world's strongest man is enough to make one extremely cautious.

Sengoku glanced at the coastline not far away, and the worry and heaviness in his eyes transformed into determination.

As the countdown in his mind ended, he stood up.

Mark Vandor's Den Den Mushi projected the scene here onto the whole world.

"This person is Portgas D. Ace, the second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates..."

Sengoku first read out Ace's crimes, then paused and glanced at all the marines present.

His voice remained loud and clear, echoing in every corner.

"He has another identity: he is the son of Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, and the blood of the most evil person flows in his veins!"

Boom!

The words of the Warring States period were like a bolt from the blue, igniting a shock deep within everyone's hearts.

They never imagined that the Pirate King Roger still had a surviving bloodline in the world, and that he was the second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Is he the son of the Pirate King?"

"Damn it, how could such a demon exist in this world?"

"Kill him quickly! We can't let him harm us!"

"kill him!"

In an instant, the entire square was in an uproar, with people from all over the world filled with righteous indignation.

Ordinary people, nobles, navy personnel, and even top experts all believed that the Whitebeard Pirates were doomed to lose this time.

This was a trap specifically set for Whitebeard.

Unless a miracle occurs, Whitebeard is doomed.

Just when many people thought that Whitebeard would not come to the rescue, a huge sound of waves breaking suddenly came from the coastline, followed by the appearance of a series of giant ships.

"coming!"

Zhan Guo narrowed his eyes, staring straight into the distance.

The moment the Whitebeard Pirates' flag came into view, a smile curved his lips.

This trip is sure to be a success!

A resounding naval victory!

Gensokyo's Dimensional Shop: Chapter Twenty - The Marineford War, A Leisurely Stranger

"Whitebeard, he actually came."

"I wonder just how strong the Whitebeard Pirates, one of the Four Emperors, really are."

"No matter how strong you are, once you're here, don't even think about leaving."

"That's right. This time, we're going to kill all these pirates and uphold the Navy's justice."

Even though Whitebeard's title as the strongest man in the world and one of the Four Emperors put immense psychological pressure on the Navy, they were fearless at this moment.

Because they were surrounded by 100,000 elite naval troops, and behind them were three admirals.

On the platform, there were also naval admirals and naval heroes in attendance.

The marines shouted slogans:

"For justice!"

"For justice!"

"For justice!"

On the high platform, Sengoku listened to the shouts of the navy below and nodded in satisfaction.

With morale already so high even before the battle begins, victory seems almost a certainty.

He glanced at Garp beside him, noticing the other's calm, expressionless face, and sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, this was too much to ask of my old friend.

The only thing that allowed Garp to remain calm and composed while watching his grandson being executed was his sense of justice.