Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

The crowd scattered and fled, stalls were overturned, fruit was scattered all over the ground, and the screams of vendors rose and fell.

Yamato followed behind Nok, watching the civilians scatter and flee, and pouted indignantly.

"We came here to help them..."

Nock did not turn around.

"They don't know."

"But......"

"But what? You expect them to line the streets to welcome a bunch of pirates?"

Yamato shut his mouth and stopped talking.

She may be a bit slow-witted, but she's not stupid.

She knew these residents were kept in the dark, unaware of who their king was, and perhaps even having lost their memories of their closest relatives. All they saw was a group of strangers carrying skull and crossbones flags, rushing ashore on their shore.

Nock walked at the front, his gaze sweeping over the panicked faces without any expression.

Just then.

A buzzing sound came from above.

A burly man with a propeller-shaped hairstyle flew in from the sky, his body bound by chains, looking like a bulky helicopter. On his back stood a black-haired woman dressed as a maid, a cigarette dangling from her mouth, looking down.

Buffalo.

baby-5.

"Buzz buzz buzz—Target detected! Target detected!" Buffalo's voice came from above, "Spade Pirates, all personnel aboard!"

Baby-5 exhaled a puff of smoke, his right hand transforming into a machine gun, aiming downwards.

"Okay, okay, you don't need to repeat it so many times."

boom! boom! boom!

Bullets rained down like a storm.

Nock raised an eyebrow. These bullets wouldn't hit him, nor would they hit Ace or Yamato, but the crew behind him weren't so lucky.

Annoying.

This time, instead of letting Nok act alone, Yamato used the Great Mouth True God Freeze ability to create an ice wall to protect his companions behind him, while Nok's right hand once again pressed against the hilt of his sword.

Flying Slash!

Another sharp blade of air shot out, precisely slicing across Buffalo's chest in mid-air.

puff!

Blood splattered, Buffalo screamed, lost his balance, tumbled twice in the air, and then fell down like a kite with a broken string.

Baby-5 jumped off his back, rolled a few times on the ground, and regained its balance.

She stood up, now holding a long knife, and stood in front of Buffalo.

"Come on, intruders, I'm not afraid of you!"

Baby-5 showed no fear, because this was a task she was required to complete!

The Spade group did not move.

I wasn't scared.

Rather, it was the complicated look in their eyes as they looked at Baby-5.

Nock told her story.

Because her family was poor when she was young, she was abandoned by her mother for "wasting food and being useless." Later, she was taken in by the Don Quixote family. After that, she tried her best to prove that she was useful and would not be abandoned again. As long as someone said "I need you," she was willing to do anything.

A poor girl.

Ace sighed; his fighting spirit was equally low.

Baby-5 spat out the cigarette butt from her mouth, her face hardening as she prepared to fight.

Nock looked at Baby-5's stubborn pretty face, clicked his tongue, and had an idea in his mind.

How about we trick the maid into bed... or rather, into getting her on the ship?

Perfect timing! The Spade Pirates are just missing a cook! As a maid, she must have some culinary skills, right?

If the captain doesn't work hard, he'll have to rely on undermining others to improve his life. Anyway, Baby-5 has almost no connection with the Don Quixote family.

So, Nock spoke.

"Feed".

baby-5 stopped, brandishing her sword, and looked at him warily.

"Baby-5, I need you."

baby-5 was stunned.

"What...what did you say?"

"I said, I need you," Nock repeated. "Don't fight us anymore."

Instantly, as if a switch had been flipped on some mysterious toy, Baby5 became excited: "Yes, I won't fight you anymore! What else do you need me to do?"

Ace and the other crew members were stunned. After a moment, he reacted and quickly went over to them.

"Yes, yes, yes! I need you too! Baby-5, the Don Quixote family aren't good people, you should leave them!"

"I understand. If this is what you require, I will leave the Don Quixote family!"

Baby-5 smiled as she spoke, but tears suddenly streamed down her face, revealing a look of confusion and fear.

If one leaves the Don Quixote family...

Where else could she go?

Is she going to be abandoned again?

Given Baby5's personality, if she lost Don Quixote's protection, she would definitely be swindled out of everything, leaving her with nothing!

Fortunately, Nock spoke up again a moment later.

"baby-5".

She looked up.

"Can you cook?"

baby-5 paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Of course! I can do everything! Cooking, laundry, cleaning, fighting—I'll do whatever you need me to do!"

Nock chuckled and turned to look at Ace.

Ace immediately understood; he also thought bringing Baby-5 onto the boat was a great idea! So he grinned, revealing a bright smile.

"Hey, baby-5, come aboard my ship! Be my ship's cook!"

Baby-5 opened her eyes wide, tears still on her face, but her expression was like that of someone dreaming.

"Do you...do you need me?"

The Spade group all grinned.

"Yes, we need you."

Yamato rushed forward and grabbed her hand. "Come on, come on! That way, even if Nok doesn't want to cook, we won't have to eat Boncy's food!"

"Hey, hey, hey, once is enough. I'll lose face if you keep saying it!" Bangxi grumbled from the side, but a smile spread across her face as she extended her right hand toward baby-5.

Baby-5's tears welled up again, but this time, she was smiling.

"I... I'd be happy to be your chef!"

She threw herself into Yamato's arms, causing him to stumble back two steps. He paused for a moment, then reached out and patted her back.

"Okay, okay, don't cry."

In the distance, Buffalo lay on the ground, a bloody wound on his chest, struggling to raise his hand.

"baby-5......you......"

Baby-5 peeked out from Yamato's arms, glanced at him, and gave him a complicated look.

"I'm sorry, Buffalo, but they need me."

Buffalo's hands fell limply to his sides, and he closed his eyes.

I don't know if I was dizzy or resigned to my fate.

...

The group continued toward the palace. When the surrounding residents saw them, they scattered as if they were a plague. Stalls were overturned, fruit was scattered all over the ground, and the screams of vendors rose and fell.

Ace walked at the front with a blank expression, already used to this kind of scene.

But as soon as you turn a corner, a noisy shouting sound suddenly comes from ahead.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Damn it, what's wrong with this toy...!"

Nock looked up.

Two men ran out of the alley, each carrying a girl with pink hair. The girl was struggling, but her mouth was covered, and she could only make muffled whimpers.

Behind him, a one-legged toy soldier was chasing after him with all his might. He only had one leg, and every step he took was very difficult, but he did not stop, and he could not stop!

Human traffickers.

Nock frowned, then stepped forward and punched them both in one blow. Before they could even scream, they were sent flying, crashing into the wall and sliding down, motionless.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring the children, Nok would have shoved the heads of those two beasts into their anuses.

The girl in his arms fell down and was caught steadily by Yamato.

"It's alright now." Yamato put her on the ground and grinned.

Rebecca stared wide-eyed at the tall woman in front of her, then at the two human traffickers lying on the ground. Her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Th...thank you..."