Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

The pressure from world governments is ever-present.

The humiliation of the attack on the Five Elders and the crisis of Vegapunk's kidnapping made Mary Geoise's judgment more ruthless than ever before:

"Four billion Berries! Define him as a 'world thug,' and all those associated with him—shall be punished equally!"

A moment of deathly silence fell over the meeting room, then Sengoku's voice crushed all the controversy:

"The bounty on accomplices will be effective simultaneously."

Portgas D. Ace, the Fire Fist, has a net worth of 1.5 billion Berries!

Bartholomew Kuma, the Tyrant, has a staggering 1.5 billion Berries!

Yamato, the Demon Princess, 1 billion Berries!

Masked criminal (Sabo is not identified), one billion Berries!

The stamped seal fell onto the document, and the doors to the strategy room swung open.

When this reward was spread far and wide via Den Den Mushi—

The sea has completely boiled!

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"Gurgle gurgle... Forty billion? The waves of this new era are truly surging forward! But we old-timers won't easily retreat either!"

"Extremely vicious thugs?...Really, a big storm is coming."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!! A billion?! My son is finally starting to look decent...hiccup! But...waaaah... hanging out with that bunch of scum? That's still not enough! Just wait, son, I'll bring you back myself!"

"Mamama~The remnants of the Bakania tribe..."

"Breaking news! Breaking news! A 'world thug' has been born! Print another 100 million copies—let the seagulls fly over every island!"

"Sabo, you guys really know how to cause trouble!"

"Four...four billion? That's a tenfold increase! That's terrifying. Luckily, we're not in the New World, so we don't have to be threatened by those despicable pirates."

On the high seas, whether they were pirate emperors or ordinary people, everyone was discussing this suddenly emerging world thug.

In the New World, there are even more.

The New World, Calais Bali.

This island is considered one of the busiest places in the New World.

It was situated at a crucial point on the maritime trade route, where merchant ships, pirates, and bounty hunters came and went in an endless stream, almost all of them stopping here. The hustle and bustle of the crowds also gave rise to a famous tavern.

The liquor is strong, the meat is delicious, and the price is reasonable. Pirates, merchants, and bounty hunters passing through this area are all willing to make a special detour to stop by, have a couple of drinks, gnaw on some fragrant meat, chat, and maybe exchange some useful information.

Today, the tavern is especially lively.

In the corner, at a table shrouded in shadow, six people and a little one were sitting quietly.

Big Bear sat on the outermost side, his broad back blocking most of the view. Bonnie nestled in his arms, holding a juicy roasted bone in her little hand, gnawing on it until her face was covered in grease, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster.

Big Bear lowered his head, took a napkin, and gently wiped the oil from the corner of her mouth, his movements so gentle that he was nothing like the so-called "tyrant" in the rumors.

"Daddy, I want that too!" Bonnie pointed to another plate of roast meat on the table, her eyes sparkling.

Big Bear reached out and took the plate, placing it in front of her. He then cut the meat into small pieces for her. Bonnie grabbed a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling indistinctly, "Delicious..."

Sitting next to the bear, Estoril slumped his cheeks, his wine glass already empty three times, but his mind was not on the wine at all.

His eyes were fixed on the wood grain of the table, muttering to himself, "Four billion two billion... That guy, it was only four hundred million three hundred million before, and it's increased tenfold in an instant? This doesn't make sense!"

"You're still worrying about this?" Sabo leaned back in his chair, pondering. "Haven't your value increased to 1.5 billion too?"

"Fifteen billion and forty billion is a huge difference! And I'm the captain!" Ace slammed his fist on the table. "I also want to ask Nocturne, how did he manage to eat another Devil Fruit? Aren't you only allowed to eat one? Eating a second one would cause it to explode! Why didn't it explode?"

"Perhaps... he has a special constitution?" Sabo casually remarked.

"What about me? Can I have another one too?"

"Isn't your 'burning fruit' good enough? Do you want more?"

"I want to eat the Iron-Iron Fruit!" Ace's eyes lit up. "Just imagine, I'm already made of fire, and with iron added, I can transform into an incredibly cool robot! When Luffy sees that, he'll be so envious!"

Sabo sighed, expressing his incomprehension of his brother's wildly imaginative ideas.

Yamato sat next to Ace, her eyes fixed on the wine in her glass, a complicated question swirling in her mind: How did Nocturne turn into a dragon? Isn't that her father Kaido's ability?

She looked up at Sabo with a serious expression. "He killed Kaido? And then ate the Devil Fruit? Now that Kaido's dead, how am I supposed to kill him?"

Sabo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at Yamato's serious face, he swallowed his words. He took a deep breath and decided to give up thinking.

"You should ask Nock about that."

Sabo turned to Vegapunk, adopting a sincere expression. "Dr. Vegapunk, what's your decision?"

Vegapunk sat at the far end of the table, a cup of warm tea in front of him. His white coat was wrinkled, but his expression remained calm. He had actually been treated quite well along the way, after all, he was the object of the efforts of major powers around the world.

Caesar, standing nearby, wasn't so lucky.

His hands were shackled with sea stone chains, which were fastened to the table legs, limiting his range of movement to a circle with a radius of half a meter, like a dog.

There was a plate of food in front of him, but it had been eaten clean, with even the sauce licked off.

He stared longingly at the untouched plate of bread on the next table, swallowed hard, and let out a mournful sigh.

Nobody paid him any attention.

Vegapunk was silent for a moment. "The way you took me from Punk Hazard was rather undignified."

"But your cooperation with the World Government wasn't exactly smooth sailing to begin with, was it?" Sabo asked calmly. "Nok said you're a kind person at heart. Your dream is to create a world where unlimited energy can be shared freely."

Vegapunk was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that his deepest dream would be so easily revealed by a complete stranger. His expression immediately darkened.

"That is indeed my dream." His voice lowered, "but to realize it requires astronomical research funding. And the only one willing and able to support me..." He paused, "is the World Government."

"But you genuinely want to do good, don't you? Don't you understand the evil of the World Government? The enormous sums of Celestial Gold, the Buster Call of Ohara, the concealment and falsification of history, the Shichibukai's legitimate right to plunder, the Celestial Dragons' hunting activities against humans... Can you bear to watch all of this?"

"But what you're trying to do is good, isn't it?" Sabo stared directly at him. "You can't be blind to the evil of the World Government. The enormous sums of Celestial Gold have crushed countless people; the Buster Call on Ohara wiped out an island of knowledge overnight; history has been wantonly concealed and rewritten; the Seven Warlords system grants pirates the legal right to plunder; and the Celestial Dragons hunt humans like prey... Can you really remain indifferent to all of this?"

Vegapunk fell silent. Of course he knew these things, but in the past, he had always deliberately put them out of his mind, repeatedly telling himself: I am just a scientist, I can't change anything.