Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

"Doctor," Sabo's voice was soft, "you don't need to make a decision now. You can come with us first, see what we do, and see if we are worthy of your skills. If you still feel it's not right by then, we can send you anywhere you want to go."

"If you want to stay," Sabo gritted his teeth, "we'll tighten our belts and find a way to allocate research funds to you."

Vegapunk remained silent for a long time, so long that Sabo thought he wouldn't answer, before finally speaking.

"That Nock..." he paused, "...who exactly is he?"

Sabo thought for a moment. "A very strange person. He knows a lot of things he shouldn't know and has done a lot of things he shouldn't have done, but he's not a bad person."

The commotion in the tavern continued. A bald pirate stood up, put one foot on a stool, raised his glass, and shouted, "I've made up my mind! I'm going to find that Nok! I'm going to join his crew! A guy like that is bound to be the new emperor!"

"You?" the person at the table chuckled. "You can't even find a trace of them!"

"Even if I can't find one, I'll still look! I've been fooling around in this new world for so many years, it's time I found someone to back me up!"

In the corner, Ace heard the words "join his ranks" and his lips twitched.

Let me reiterate, I am the captain!

Ace grew angrier the more he thought about it, and picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

At that moment, people at another table spoke up.

"You're all just bragging! What world thugs? That's just newspaper hype! Two generals couldn't stop one person? I don't believe it!" A man with a mohawk slammed his glass on the table, speaking loudly so that everyone in the room could hear.

"Exactly!" the person next to him chimed in. "Maybe he was just lucky, maybe he was dreaming when he ran into Kizaru!"

"Hahaha!"

"And think about it, a kid with a bounty of 4.2 billion might have kidnapped a Celestial Dragon and is threatening the World Government for a huge sum!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! What world thug? He's just lucky! If I ran into him, I'd definitely cut off his head to pay for his drinks! Four billion!"

"Yeah, yeah, hahaha...!"

In the corner, Yamato slowly narrowed his eyes. These bastards, they still want to mess with Nok?

Just as she was about to stand up, her nostrils twitched twice, and then a smile instantly appeared on her face.

The bearded man was still cursing, and his companions joined in the commotion. Some smashed glasses, others drew knives, and the atmosphere in the tavern grew increasingly agitated.

The tavern door was pushed open.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, dispersed some of the oppressive heat.

A tall figure stood at the entrance, backlit, so his face was obscured, but his silhouette made the people at the tables closest to the door involuntarily fall silent.

He was wearing a long black coat, the front open, revealing his chest wrapped in bandages.

Those at the tables near the entrance were the first to look at that person, and instantly fell silent.

Then, as if infected, everyone in the tavern fell silent.

The bearded man was still bragging, "When I find him, I'll cut him down—"

He suddenly realized something was wrong; it was too quiet around him!

So he turned his head and saw a face that he had become all too familiar with over the past few days.

That is--

The face of the world's thugs!

Raging Dragon--

"Nono nono nono... Nok!"

The bearded man looked terrified, his tongue lolling out two zhang long, before he suddenly fainted.

He was just bragging before, but when he actually met Nok... who would have thought Nok would actually show up here!

Yamato darted out, grinning, and like a facehugger, grabbed Nok's head and pressed it against his chest with such force that he seemed to want to shove Nok's head entirely into his chest cavity.

"We've been waiting for you for ages!"

His voice carried a hint of complaint, but the last syllable trembled slightly.

To be honest, even though it had only been a few days since they last met, Yamato couldn't help but miss him. Without Nok around, she felt like something was missing, and her heart felt empty.

She couldn't explain why, but she just felt uneasy.

Thinking about it carefully, this guy's position in Spades is really starting to resemble that of a father figure.

Nok's face was buried in something soft, his nose surrounded by a faint milky scent and a kind of indescribable warmth, which made him feel somewhat helpless.

"Stop fooling around, Yamato."

Yamato chuckled, jumped off Nok, put his hands on his hips, and tilted his head. "Nok, why can you turn into a dragon? Did you eat something strange?"

The people at the surrounding tables were still trembling. They had already recognized Ace and his group in the corner. The group that had invaded Punk Hazard had all arrived!

Nock grinned mischievously: "Because I ate your dad."

Like being struck by lightning, Yamato immediately crashed, and then its pupils began to dilate slowly and visibly.

The other pirates, upon hearing this, were terrified, their faces paling, as if their souls were about to leave their bodies.

Eat, eat, eat...eat people!?

"what?"

Nok sighed, observing her reaction. "I was just kidding. I ate Vegapunk's artificial Blue Dragon Fruit."

Yamato's pupils contracted by half.

Clearly, she had taken it seriously.

"Ugh..." Yamato let out a whimper that was hard to understand, hugged his head with both hands, and slumped back into his chair.

"You're so mean, Nock!"

Ace was filled with righteous indignation, but the twitching corners of his mouth betrayed his emotions.

Nock shrugged and sat down among the group.

"So, Sabo, how did your talk with Dr. Vegapunk go?"

Sabo put down his glass and said seriously, "We're still talking."

"Then you can talk later. I need to discuss a deal with Dr. Vegapunk first."

"What kind of deal?"

"I'll fund your research. I'll figure out how much funding you need in the future. In exchange, I'll want a copy of all your research findings and knowledge, especially your research on ancestral factors."

Vegapunk didn't immediately refuse, but he didn't nod either. His gaze swept around the room before finally settling on Nok. "What do you want to do with them?"

"To become stronger." Nock's answer was without hesitation.

"And then what?"

"After I become stronger, I'll do what I want to do." Nok met his gaze. "Protect those I want to protect, kill those I want to kill, and prevent this world from completely rotting away."

"Do you know what the consequences would be if these technologies fell into the wrong hands?"

"Know."

"Then you still dare to take it?"

Nock tilted his head. "Doctor, you've worked for the World Government on Punk Hazard for so many years, you don't actually think they're good people, do you?"

Vegapunk's lips moved slightly, but he did not answer.

Nock continued, “Your technology, in the hands of the World Government, has become weapons and killing tools,” he said, glancing at Kuma, “and even shackles for enslaving humanity. But in my hands, at least I won’t use them for anything like the Buster Call, nor will I use them to control Uranus to destroy an island with a single blow.”

Heavenly King! ? Destroy the island?