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

Everyone turned to look at Zoro at the same time.

He leaned against the ship's railing, three knives laid out side by side beside him, his eyes still closed.

"Zoro—how come you're going crazy too!" Nami frantically grabbed at her hair.

Zoro opened his eyes, his tone as calm as if discussing what to eat for dinner:

"Hawkeye is on Beehive Island. The world's greatest swordsman. I've wanted to fight him for a long time."

He paused, then added:

"Besides, if Roy really wanted to kill us, he would have done it in Wano Country already. There's no need for him to come all the way to Beehive Island to die now."

"You..." Nami was speechless for a moment, then finally managed to stammer, "You're all crazy!"

"It's just the inevitable path for a swordsman." Zoro closed his eyes again.

Sanji, unusually, didn't argue; he simply lit a cigarette. He glanced at Zoro, then at Luffy, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said:

Let's vote.

"Vote?" Chopper looked up, his eyes still brimming with tears.

"Yes. The minority must obey the majority."

Sanji glanced around at everyone and said, "I abstain."

He didn't actually want to go.

But Zoro is right, Roy has no reason to kill them.

And that man really piqued his curiosity.

Chopper hesitated for a while, then finally whispered:

"I...I'll go with Luffy. I trust him."

Franky thought for ten seconds, then gave a thumbs up:

"Super! It would be great to go check it out!"

Brooke resumed her violin-playing gestures: "I've already died once, it doesn't matter where I go."

Usopp's face turned deathly pale: "I...I...I object! I strongly object!"

Just as Nami was about to agree, Robin suddenly closed her book, smiled, and spoke:

"I'll go with Luffy. I trust his judgment."

"Robin—!" Nami looked at her incredulously.

Robin simply smiled, her tone gentle:

"Weren't we also brought to where we are today by Luffy?"

Every time he said it was no problem, it always turned into a fascinating story.

Nami opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but found that she couldn't say a word.

She looked around; Luffy, Zoro, Robin, Chopper, Franky, and Brook had all spoken out. Only she and Usopp objected, and Sanji abstained.

"Five against two," Luffy grinned. "Let's go to Beehive Island!"

Usopp collapsed to the ground, muttering, "It's over, it's over, my adventure is going to end in a pirate paradise."

Nami sighed deeply, then punched Luffy hard: "If you dare to run around there, I'll kill you!"

Luffy rubbed the bump on his head and grinned, replying, "Okay!"

The Sun Lion changed course and headed towards Beehive Island.

The voyage was calmer than anyone had expected.

Nami had prepared for everything, including encountering storms, sea kings, and ambushes by fleets.

He never lets go of his weather stick, and he always observes the weather changes before passing through unfamiliar waters, keeping his nerves on edge like a bowstring.

But the sea remained calm.

They were as calm as if they were welcoming them.

"This is really not right..." Nami stood at the bow of the ship, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Based on her nautical experience, the closer one gets to the territory of an empire of this level, the more reefs and patrol fleets there should be.

But there was nothing along the way.

It was as if an invisible hand had swept away all the obstacles on the sea.

Robin sat on the deck not far away, reading a book, a faint smile playing on his lips.

She didn't tell anyone, but she knew perfectly well that Roy's men had deliberately cleared this route.

Usopp poked his head out from the mast: "Ahead! There's a ship!"

Everyone immediately went on alert.

It was indeed a patrol vessel, with the symbol of Beehive Island painted on its black hull—an overlapping skull and beehive pattern.

Several armed guards stood on the lookout tower at the bow of the ship, and there were several sea stone cannons on the deck.

Nami's palms were sweaty as she gripped the Weather Stick.

But the patrol boat did not fire at them. Instead, when the two sides were about 100 meters apart, it slowly turned its bow and sailed to the side.

gone.

They just moved aside like that.

"They...didn't see us?" Usopp asked blankly.

"They saw it," Sauron said in a deep voice. "They detected no hostility."

Luffy stood at the bow of the ship and waved his arms at the patrol vessel:

"Yo-ho! We're going to Beehive Island!"

The patrol boat did not respond and quickly sailed out of sight.

A growing sense of tension and vigilance slowly crept onto Nami's face.

"Roy knew we were coming."

Three days passed quickly.

On the evening of the third day, Roy was sitting in his office reviewing intelligence when Stella pushed open the door and handed him a report.

"The Straw Hat Pirates are still a day's journey from Beehive Island."

Roy took the report, glanced at it, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Order all patrol fleets to give way."

No one is allowed to intercept them as long as they don't attack.

Stella nodded: "The orders have already been given."

"Also, make arrangements at the port. Once they arrive, let them into the main island."

You are free to move around outside the restricted area.

"Aren't you going to restrict them from going to the training ground?" Stella asked.

Roy picked up his coffee and took a sip: "Let them see. It would be best if Luffy could see enough."

Let them know the gap; this will motivate them to improve.

Stella turned and left.

Roy walked to the window and looked at the sea in the night.

The night was gentle, and the sea breeze was clear. The moonlight spread across the sea like a flowing silver corridor.

He whispered something:

"You're finally here. Let me see how much you've improved in the last six months."

The next day, the Sun Lion sailed into the waters surrounding Beehive Island.

The patrol fleet gave way as agreed.

As they drew closer to the port, the Straw Hat crew's expressions became increasingly varied.

From the sea, the harbor of Beehive Island looks like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, swallowing and spitting out countless ships.

Cargo ships, passenger ships, warships, pirate ships—all sorts of sails moved in and out of the port in an orderly fashion.

On the stone-built wharves on both sides of the port, the cables are automatically raised and lowered by the winches, and the workers who are moving goods work together in perfect harmony. At first glance, it looks like some kind of sophisticated machine in operation.

"Wow...that's amazing..." Chopper's eyes widened and his mouth opened into a circle.

"This place is even more prosperous than Water City!" Usopp exclaimed, leaning on the ship's railing, his eyes filled with awe.

"The maintenance costs of these facilities, tsk tsk..." Franky stroked his chin, his professional habit prompting him to begin estimating the structural strength of the port.

Luffy was the first to jump off the ship and land on the dock. He looked around like a child who had entered a candy store, his eyes shining like light bulbs.

"Wow, amazing! So much delicious food!"

He sniffed, already smelling the aroma of meat wafting from the depths of the street.

Sanji's eyes were also drawn to it.

He saw a stall displaying skewers of rare sea king meat, the texture of the meat glistening in the sunlight, and next to it piled up various spices that he had never seen in the first half of the Grand Line.

"These ingredients... Oh my god..." Sanji's cigarette fell out of his mouth, and he drifted toward the food stall as if his soul had been sucked in.

Nami, caught off guard by her professional instincts, subtly scanned the shops on both sides of the street, her mind racing to calculate the scale of trade here.

The more I calculated, the more alarmed I became, and the more alarmed I became, the more I felt that this place was really unsafe to stay in.

"The daily turnover of any single stall... is more than our total capital..."

Usopp muttered to himself, "This place doesn't seem so scary..."

Robin put away his book, his gaze sweeping across the street corners and alleyways, observing the seemingly casual vendors and pedestrians.

But everyone's eyes would occasionally sweep over these unfamiliar faces.

The whole street was like a huge, loose net, covering them neither too tightly nor too loosely.

Robin smiled but said nothing.