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

This little girl's childhood is completely different from that in the original story.

Roy's involvement prevented Rebecca from spending her childhood in fear.

Her mother, Scarlett, was doing well on Beehive Island, and her father, Cyrus, though busy training new recruits, made time for her every day.

And so many uncles and aunts dote on her; Yamato will carry her and fly her into the sky to play; Tesoro will use lightning to make fireworks for her; and Pea will teach her how to grow flowers.

Although Barrett is usually fierce, he is always the first to help her up whenever she falls.

Therefore, in this little girl's eyes, there was no fear, only anticipation for the future.

She wanted to become stronger, to become a powerful warrior like her sister Hancock, and to protect everyone on the island.

At the entrance to the training plaza, Baal was squatting on the ground, his right hand pressed against the stone pavement.

Their palms gradually became assimilated into the stone slab.

With a gentle press of his palm, a cracked stone slab in the northwest corner of the training square silently and automatically healed itself, leaving no trace of the crack.

The Island-Island Fruit—this Paramecia-type Devil Fruit, under Baal's development, has shown amazing potential.

He can become one with the entire Beehive Island, sensing every inch of the land, every rock, and every blade of grass.

Anyone who sets foot on the island without permission will be spotted by him immediately.

On several occasions, outsiders who attempted to approach the research base were discovered and controlled by Baal using the Island-Island Fruit before the soldiers could even detect them.

From then on, Baal was known as the "Iron Wall of Beehive Island." As long as he was there, it was difficult for even admiral-level forces to breach the island from the outside.

At the other end of the training plaza, a flash of sword light appeared.

Kazami sheathed his sword, and a hole appeared in the iron pillar in front of him.

The hole was only as thin as paper, but it had pierced through the entire iron pillar.

From front to back, the sword marks are as smooth as a mirror.

For the past three years, he has refused all opportunities to obtain Devil Fruits, focusing solely on mastering swordsmanship.

Hawkeye taught him how to concentrate his sword intent, Barrett taught him how to hone his physique, and he incorporated the giant sword technique he had secretly learned from the small garden into his fast sword.

Although he has not yet broken through to the level of a great swordsman, with the powerful physique he gained after the bloodline transplant, even some long-established great swordsmen are no match for him.

Not far away, Boa Sandasonia spread her Archaeopteryx wings and swooped down from the sky, her sharp talons grabbing a boulder weighing several tons from the ground.

Boa Marigold transformed into a blurry phantom, the giant dragonfly moving so fast it was impossible to see with the naked eye, flashing from the spot where the boulder had been lifted.

The two sisters' teamwork is already perfect, and with Hancock added, even if a general came, they should be able to hold them off for a while.

The veteran members of Beehive Island have not stopped moving forward either.

Over the past three years, Crocodile's collaboration with Tezzolo has expanded its trade network to an unimaginable scale.

Seastone weapons deals, Devil Fruit intelligence exchanges, and New World trade and transportation—each of these involves billions of Berries.

At the same time, with the help of this vast trade network, Crocodile also led Moria, Lucci and his group of four to expand their intelligence network to an exaggerated extent.

Aside from the Navy and the World Government, which are two behemoths, Hive's intelligence network is probably the largest.

Furthermore, while Bartholomew Kuma dislikes fighting, his strength is steadily increasing thanks to his physique and the exaggerated abilities of the "Paw-Paw Fruit."

Apart from a few people like Roy, Barrett, Hawkeye, Red Earl, and Tesoro, almost no one on Beehive Island is a match for the Bear.

Cyrus trained thousands of elite swordsmen. Moria's zombie army expanded to a size of tens of thousands, and most of the laborers on the island were also taken over by these zombies.

Lucci and his three companions formed the strongest special operations team on Beehive Island.

The entire force is like a sophisticated war machine, with every gear operating at high efficiency, accumulating increasingly terrifying power.

Roy stood at the highest point of the palace, watching the figures sweating profusely on the training field.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

The new generation has fully emerged, and each of them is a capable individual in the new world.

A new era for this vast ocean is about to begin.

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The port on Beehive Island is much busier than usual today.

The morning sun shines on the sea, turning the entire bay golden.

On both sides of the port, thousands of genetically engineered soldiers stood in neat rows, wearing black uniforms and golden honeycomb insignia. Each of them stood ramrod straight, their eyes piercing.

On the port's flagpole, the Roy Pirates' flag fluttered in the sea breeze.

On the dock,

Almost all of the core members of the Roy Pirates were present.

Barrett crossed his arms and squinted at the red sailboat that was getting closer and closer on the horizon.

Tesoro hovered in mid-air, his body crackling with lightning.

Hawkeye stood at the front, his hand on the hilt of Black Blade Night, a rare smile playing on his lips.

"They're here."

Roy's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

On the horizon, a huge red sailboat cuts through the waves and heads toward the port of Beehive Island.

The dragon head statue at the bow gleamed in the sunlight, and the flamboyant red-haired pirate flag on the mainmast seemed to be proclaiming something.

The Red Fosse.

As the ship slowly docked, the genetically engineered soldiers in the port collectively stood at attention and paid their respects.

The gangway was lowered, and the first person to step onto the land of Beehive Island was a red-haired man wearing a straw hat.

Shanks wore a black cloak, his right hand habitually resting on the hilt of Griffin's sword, the brim of his straw hat slightly upturned, revealing his smiling eyes.

Behind him, the core members of the Red-Haired Pirates were all present—Ben Beckman with a cigarette in his mouth, Yasopp carrying a sniper rifle, Lucky Roux always with a bone in his hand, and there were also Munster, Ryme Jones, Benk Punch, Rockstar…

Each and every one of them is a powerful figure who has made a name for himself in the new world.

Roy stood in the center of the dock, hands in his pockets, a smile as always on his lips.

Shanks paused when he saw him.

The two stood a dozen paces apart, staring at each other for a moment. Then they both laughed.

"Roy."

"Shanks".

The two stepped forward, clasped their right hands together, and cracked their knuckles.

After shaking hands, the two of them simultaneously shook their wrists and then burst into laughter.

"You rascal, you've gotten even stronger in three years," Shanks said, swinging his wrist and grinning.

"You're not bad either."

Roy withdrew his hand.

"I heard you've been making quite a splash at New World these past three years."

"It's alright, it's passable."

Shanks scratched the back of his head, his expression exactly the same as when he was an apprentice crew member on Roger's ship.

"We beat up a few old guys, seized some territory, and barely managed to gain a foothold."

Beckman exhaled a smoke ring behind him and added quietly:

"He makes it sound so easy. In reality, he was almost thrown off the floating island three times by the Golden Lion."

He had two ribs broken by Whitebeard's attack, was chased by Big Mom's Homies across six or seven islands, and was relentlessly attacked by Kaido.

"Hey, hey, hey! Beckman! Can you please stop undermining me in front of Roy?!" Shanks turned around, looking on in protest.

Beckman ignored him and continued smoking.

Roy smiled, shook his head, and stepped aside to make way.

"Don't stand here in the sea breeze. A banquet has been prepared at the palace."

Let's eat first, and we can talk while we eat.