One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

Vegapunk, who joined last, was not idle either.

Or rather, his task was the most demanding.

Vegapunk and his clones need to complete the design of the remaining four islands in the shortest possible time, making sure they are unique and not repetitive.

It truly tests his wisdom and accumulated knowledge.

Chapter 965 The assessment had already begun

After a month and a half of 'migration,' they finally arrived in the New World, where a staggering 20 people participated in the Dragon Hunting Competition!

Don't underestimate this number.

Because when Abel distributed the posters, people all over the world did not receive them simultaneously; some saw them much earlier, while others saw them too late.

Moreover, the distance is so far that not everyone can make it there.

In the end, the majority of those who had no choice but to give up were left with no other option.

Fortunately, Abel had already divided the profits with "Shipping King" Umit beforehand and arranged for transport ships to specifically transport those who wanted to participate in the competition.

Otherwise, it would be quite good if 60,000 or 70,000 people could come to participate.

And as the number of people arriving each day increases, all sorts of annoying things are causing people a lot of headaches.

The daily needs of these 20 people—eating, drinking, and relieving themselves—are a problem.

Not to mention the conflicts between them; a single glance could lead to a fight.

If it weren't for the fear that these people would kill each other before the competition even started, they would all perish.

Abel really didn't want to deal with these guys.

After brutally eliminating a group of fools who dared to disrespect him, the remaining people finally behaved themselves.

At least on the surface, they've become more obedient.

Making an example of someone can be quite effective.

Anyway, here, Abel's commands are the law and the rules.

If you don't follow his rules, get out!

Then, these 200,000 people, as Abel requested, chose to board any of the ships flying the seven colors of flags: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

Quantities are limited, first come first served.

If all the boats of a certain color are full, then you have to choose another one; the more you hesitate, the fewer options you will have.

And once you're on board, there's no going back.

Finally, regardless of whether the ships were full or not, all the ships that had not yet set sail left after 6 hours.

All those who didn't make it onto the ship are eliminated!

Different colors actually represent different assessment locations and assessment content.

Of course, no one knew this at that time.

But perhaps some people have already guessed it.

Since they knew absolutely nothing about the details, everyone basically just chose one based on habit or preference.

Many of them formed groups, and some even participated as a whole pirate crew.

Unfair?

It's not like it's the college entrance exam, what kind of fairness do you want!

Having the ability to stand out is a skill; if you don't have the ability, then just be cannon fodder.

Does being able to gather a large group of people around you to work for you not count as a demonstration of ability?

Abel didn't care about that at all.

So one after another, transport ships flying different colored flags sailed outwards.

As the number of ships rapidly decreased, many people began to panic.

They discovered that there seemed to be a problem with the number of boats; it appeared that they couldn't carry everyone away.

What happens to those who can't get on the ship?

Many people's expressions changed instantly, and they no longer cared about the possible meaning behind the color, and hurriedly boarded the boat.

Never mind which one, let's get on the ship first.

While they are slow and hesitant, they have actually fallen behind.

And as time went on, more and more people were caught in a panic upon waking up.

"Get out of my way! Let me up."

"Don't push, or I'll fucking kill you!"

"Hey, you guys in front, hurry up! What are you dawdling for?"

"Damn it! Another ship is full. I've been waiting for so long, are you kidding me?"

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and fight for the next ship!"

"Who hit me? What do you want?"

"Anyone who dares to block my way, die!"

……

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and chose to attack the person in front of them.

No one who came here wanted to leave in such a dejected manner.

So where does the opportunity come from?

Of course, it was obtained by grabbing it with both hands!

Many people finally understood why, despite their large numbers, they didn't have enough ships.

Because the assessment begins the moment you board the ship.

If you can't even get past this first hurdle, how can you talk about joining the Dragon Hunter Guild and getting a Devil Fruit?

"Kill them!"

"kill!"

“We brothers want this ship. Those who are willing to support us can board the ship later, and those who are not can go to another ship.”

"Why?!"

"Just for this! Brother, kill him!"

"Oh."

"Fight them!"

The members of the Dragon Hunter Guild remained indifferent throughout.

Their orders were to ignore these people if they fought, but if they dared to cause trouble or attack them, they should immediately retaliate as a warning to others.

Fortunately, the influence of the Four Emperors, including Abel, remained.

Although it was infuriating that someone was watching the show, no one dared to utter a sound or step forward to be the first to speak up.

"Half the time has already passed, those who want to board should hurry up."

This 'well-intentioned' reminder was like adding fuel to the fire.

Many people who were unwilling to waste their energy fighting here were forced to participate in the competition.

Many people were injured and many died.

Especially the battle for those last few ships; even the members of the Dragon Hunter Guild raised their eyebrows in surprise.

It was so intense that it was astonishing.

There was no way around it; Abel, one of the Four Emperors, was simply too famous, not to mention the final prize of seven Devil Fruits.

The combined effect is indescribable!

Among the participants were many pirates with bounties exceeding 100 million, including both newcomers and veterans.

There were even some who switched from other pirate crews, hoping to make a name for themselves.

"No! Don't go! I haven't gone up yet."

"Damn it! Just a hair's breadth away, just a hair's breadth away!"

"It's all your fault, I'll kill you!"

"Don't worry, everyone, there might still be a chance."

"That's right, there are still members of the Dragon Hunter Guild over there who haven't left yet. They might be waiting for the next batch of ships to arrive."

"We still have more than 10,000 people left here, they certainly won't abandon us."

When someone said that, many people felt that it made sense.

The more people there are, the bolder they become.

They've completely forgotten the pain once the wound has healed.

"Another batch of ships will indeed be coming soon."

At this moment, a member of the Dragon Hunter Guild responsible for maintaining order suddenly spoke up.

"I knew it! Thank goodness!"

"I must get on the ship this time."

"Nobody can take it from me."

The man continued jokingly, "But I'm not sending you to take the exam; I'm sending you home."

"Stop dreaming, you've already been eliminated."