One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy turned and walked out of the cockpit into the passenger cabin.

All eyes immediately turned to him, filled with gratitude, sadness, confusion, and a hint of unease about the future.

"Mr. Roy..."

Clover, the young scholar designated by Dr. Clover, struggled to his feet and bowed deeply.

"Thank you and your partners for giving us the chance to live."

Ohara...though gone, knowledge...and us...have survived.

Other scholars also stood up to express their gratitude, and Olvia, pulling Robin along, also solemnly thanked Roy.

Roy waved his hand.

"No need for words of thanks."

I'm saving you partly because of a promise, and partly because I believe O'Hara's research and you scholars yourselves are valuable.

Knowledge should not be brutally and forcefully erased.

He walked up to Sauro and examined his injuries: "Your injuries require better treatment. Once we get to our base, a doctor will take care of you."

Saul raised his head, his huge eyes fixed on Roy, and said in a deep voice,

"Thank you... Also, I apologize for my doubts about you on the island."

"Caution is necessary."

Roy said nonchalantly, then looked at the crowd.

"Ohara has been destroyed, but life must go on. I invite you to my territory."

New World Beehive Island.

It's relatively safe there, and the conditions are suitable for continuing your research. You can rest there, organize the data you brought out, and decide where to go next.

Whether you stay to assist us or find another place to stay is entirely up to you.

The scholars looked at each other, feeling like rootless duckweed.

Having such a powerful sanctuary and the opportunity to continue research is undoubtedly a godsend.

"We... are willing to go to Beehive Island."

Cloba made the decision on behalf of everyone.

"We need time... to process our grief, and we need a place... for the knowledge of Ohara to be passed down."

Olvia nodded, looking at her daughter Robin with eyes full of love and determination.

"Robin also needs a safe and stable environment to grow and learn."

"Mr. Roy, my daughter and I are also in your care."

Robin gripped her mother's hand tightly, looking at Roy. This little girl had been through so much.

His eyes held a maturity far beyond his years and a hint of wariness, but more than that, they showed obedience to his mother's decision and uncertainty about the future.

"Can."

Roy nodded.

"Welcome to Beehive Island."

Once you get there, you will receive the respect and protection you deserve.

However, I also hope that O'Hara's research on the Poneglyphs will yield results.

When the time is right, we can share it with you.

He set conditions, which were reasonable.

The scholars discussed it and decided that Cloba would answer.

"That's natural. O'Hara's research is to reveal the truth of history and let the world know."

Mr. Roy saved us, and both morally and logically, we should share the fruits of our labor with you.

However... much of the core information and interpretations remain on the Tree of Omniscience; only a portion has been brought out...

"It doesn't matter, something is better than nothing. Besides,"

Roy glanced at little Robin.

"Isn't the most important 'key' already right here?"

Everyone understood that he was referring to Robin's talent, and their feelings became even more complicated.

The remainder of the voyage was spent in a relatively silent atmosphere.

The Ark Proverb maintained its high speed and flew steadily towards the New World Beehive Island.

A few days later, Beehive Island was in sight.

When the spaceship landed at the newly built dedicated port on the main island, Hawkeye, Bear, Stella, and others who had received the news were already waiting at the dock.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Roy and the others return safely, bringing back survivors.

Under Stella and Xiong's arrangement, the shaken scholars and Olvia and her daughter were properly settled in the prepared accommodations.

Sauro was immediately taken to the medical room for treatment.

Roy briefly explained the details of the trip to Ohara to the remaining officers, including his encounter and conversation with Aokiji.

"Is Aokiji starting to waver?" Crocodile exhaled a smoke ring, lost in thought.

"Perhaps."

Roy remained noncommittal.

"A seed has been planted; when it sprouts is up to it."

Right now, we have more important things to do.

He looked at the crowd:

"The scholars of Ohara are a valuable asset, especially their research on the historical texts."

We should treat them well and provide them with a conducive research environment, but we should also guide them to ensure that their research does not cause us unnecessary trouble.

Meanwhile, once Saul has recovered from his injury, we'll see what his plans are; whether he stays or leaves, we'll respect his choice.

"Understood." Xiong Wen nodded gently; he was good at handling this kind of thing.

"in addition,"

Roy's gaze sharpened.

"Our operation this time is tantamount to snatching people directly from the hands of the Admirals and the Buster Call. The World Government and the Marine Headquarters will never let this go."

The defenses of Beehive Island must be further strengthened, and the intelligence network must closely monitor the movements of the Navy and the World Government.

"They're already in a complete mess."

Stella retrieved some intelligence.

"Golden Lion caused chaos in the first half of the New World, and Kaido's expansion triggered a chain reaction."

The implementation of naval conscription and the Seven Warlords system will also take time...

In the short term, they may not be able to allocate too many resources specifically targeting us. But in the long run, retaliation is inevitable.

"Then let them come."

Hawkeye calmly wiped Black Blade Night.

"Honeycomb Island, not Ohara."

A fighting spirit ignited in everyone's eyes.

Having experienced the Ohara incident, they understood better what it meant to be enemies of the World Government, but they were also more determined to follow their path.

Just then, another encrypted Den Den Mushi in Roy's arms rang. He took it out and saw it was from Ryu.

After the call connected, Long's urgent voice came through.

"Roy! How's the situation in Ohara? You guys...?"

"Some people were rescued, including Nicole Olvia and her daughter Robin."

There are also several young scholars and core materials.

"But the Tree of Omniscience and most of the scholars... could not be preserved."

"Admiral Aokiji was present, and a conflict ensued. We repelled him and have now returned to Beehive Island."

A sigh of relief came from the other end of the phone, followed by deep sorrow.

"……I see.

Thank you, Roy.

Thank you so much...

This is the best possible outcome. At least, the flame is still burning.

"The scholars and knowledge of Ohara are entrusted to your care. The revolutionary army will never forget this kindness."

"It's my duty."

Roy said,

"Be careful over there too. The World Government's action this time was so decisive and ruthless."

This demonstrates their extremely high sensitivity to 'history.' The revolutionary army's operations must be even more secretive."

"I see."

The dragon's voice regained its composure.

"The tragedy of O'Hara will make more people see the true face of the world government."

The flames of revolution will not be extinguished; they will only burn brighter.

Roy, our alliance is stronger than ever.

After ending the call, Roy looked out the window.

Beehive Island is coming alive in the afterglow of the setting sun, and workers are still busy at work.

New buildings have sprung up, and ships are entering and leaving the port in an orderly manner.

The flames of Ohara have been extinguished, but the sparks of knowledge and the flames of resistance have quietly ignited here, in the new world.

The tide of the times is surging forward with unstoppable force.

And he, Roy, and his pirate crew are already at the center of this wave.