Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Sabo listened from the side, his eyelids twitching. He felt that something was off about what was being said, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He took a sip of his drink and decided not to interrupt for the time being.

Vegapunk hesitated, and finally just shook his head: "I'll think about it some more."

Nock wasn't in a hurry; he simply snapped his fingers.

"waiter!"

The clamor in the tavern had subsided, and the pirates were now sitting or standing there, unmoved.

Nock's shout of "Waiter!" wasn't loud, but it still startled everyone.

The tavern owner poked his head out from the kitchen, glanced at the group of troublemakers at the table, and asked, "What would you like to order, sir?"

"Bring on everything that's good to eat! I'm going to eat a lot of meat now!"

After flying for two whole days, Knok's mouth was practically bland!

"clear!!"

The boss responded energetically, turned around and ran towards the kitchen, where a chaotic commotion soon followed.

"Nock," Ace put down his glass and said seriously, "where did that huge research funding you mentioned come from?"

Nock leaned back in his chair. "Guess."

Ace raised an eyebrow. "You're not thinking of stealing a Celestial Dragon, are you?"

"Gold from the sky?" Nock didn't even lift his eyelids. "Too little, and besides, isn't all their money plundered from all over the world?"

"So you mean...?"

Nock grinned. "Do you know the legendary Shandora?"

Sabo exclaimed in astonishment, "That legendary city forged from gold? It really exists?"

"Of course! The gold there is more than enough to fund Dr. Vegapunk's research!"

Ace immediately perked up: "Alright, then let's go find the legendary Shandora! The adventure is about to begin!"

The surrounding pirates were also excited. Hearing this news, fear? Fear is like a whore's thong, you can throw it away whenever you want!

"Captain Knock! Count me in!"

"Yes, Captain, count me in!"

The pirates were in an uproar, but Ace became a sensation.

"You bastards, I've put up with you for far too long! I'm the captain!"

At the same time, Nock put down his knife and fork, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the still-shouting pirates.

The once-boiling pirates were suddenly doused with ice water, their voices caught in their throats, and one by one they fell silent.

Some people sat down awkwardly, some pretended to drink, and some lowered their heads and secretly moved towards the outside.

Ace was still glaring angrily.

Nock tore off a rib and took a bite. The meat was grilled perfectly, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a crunchy sound as he chewed the tendons on the bone: "Just a bunch of ignorant low-level pirates, no need to take them seriously."

Ace opened his mouth, looked at Nok, then at the group of pirates huddled like quails, snorted, and sat down to eat.

"Ace," Nock said.

"Um?"

How do you feel about your current abilities?

Ace paused for a moment, then put down his glass. "I'm strong! Even though you've overtaken me now, I'll definitely overtake you back!"

Nock nodded. Then he shook his head.

Ace frowned. "What does it mean when you nod and then shake your head?"

"You're strong," Nock said, tossing the gnawed rib onto his plate, "but not strong enough."

Ace's lips twitched.

Nock picked up a napkin and wiped his hands, looking at Ace. "Especially your current bounty. 1.5 billion, you're definitely a great pirate now, but to be honest, your strength doesn't quite match that number."

Ace opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but swallowed the words back.

He recalled the battle of Punk Hazard.

Kizaru's light-speed kick, and the power Nok unleashed when covering the rear alone—he had to admit that the 15 billion Berry bounty was indeed a heavy burden for him now.

"You can't even beat Yamato," Nock added.

Ace instinctively wanted to retort, but then he glanced at Yamato.

Yamato rested his chin on his hands, staring blankly at the table, his ahoge standing straight up, looking like a computer that had crashed.

Bonnie peeked out from under the big bear's arms and waved her little hand in front of Yamato. "Yamato-neechan? Are you alright?"

Yamato didn't react, so Bonnie shook her again. "Yamato-neechan?"

"Ugh..." Yamato let out another sob and buried her head in her arms.

Bonnie turned to look at Nock. "You broke her."

Nock ate his grilled meat without even looking up. "She'll fix it herself."

Although this guy was really dull-witted, Ace could only admit that he was no match for Yamato.

Ace sighed. "Is there something you're trying to say?"

"You're the captain, for a captain to be weaker than the crew doesn't make sense, does it?"

Ace's eyes widened, then he lowered his head, clenched his fists, and said, "I..."

Nock didn't wait for him to speak. "So I suggest you give yourself some time to train, at least to learn Ryuo and master Conqueror's Haki. You haven't truly mastered that level of Haki yet."

Ace paused for a moment, then nodded firmly. "You're right." He raised his head, his eyes regaining their light. "I'm the captain! How could I be weaker than you and Yamato!"

"Then the plan is set. You and Yamato will need to undergo training, and I will use this time to familiarize myself with my Devil Fruit abilities, while also teaching you! Sabo and Kuma can come as well; now that I have Kaido's power, my teaching abilities are unmatched!"

Nock smiled confidently.

...

Outside the tavern, it was completely dark.

The pirates who had been hiding in the corners of the island had somehow gathered together.

In twos and threes, they gathered from all directions on the narrow street in front of the tavern. More and more people came, a dark mass, blocking the entire street. Knives, spears, clubs, axes, hooks, and forks were everywhere. The firelight reflected on their faces, showing greed, fear, excitement, and all sorts of expressions.

Standing at the front was a one-eyed man with a hideous scar above his left eye, slashing diagonally from his forehead to his cheekbone. The healed flesh bud looked like a centipede crawling on his face. He slammed the serrated broadsword in his hand onto the ground, shattering the stone slab and sending sparks flying.

"Dragon Nok!" His voice was like a broken gong. "I heard you know where Shandora is?"

The tavern door was ajar, and there was no sound coming from inside.

One-Eyed Dragon swallowed hard, then mustered his courage and shouted again, "A 4.2 billion bounty is scary! But there are so many of us, our combined bounty is more than yours! If you don't explain yourself clearly today, don't even think about leaving this island!"

The crowd behind them erupted in protest. "Yes! Don't even think about leaving!" "Explain yourself!" "Where's Shandora?"

The shouts grew louder and more frequent, like a swarm of wasps whose nest had been disturbed.

Someone put their hand on the knife handle, and their eyes were already bloodshot.

Four billion Berries and a golden city—these two things combined are enough to make most pirates cower in fear.

The tavern door finally opened.