One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

Ron was taken aback at first, his gaze lingering on the two enormous eyes for a moment before he quickly realized who they were.

Nine-tailed Lama, four-tailed Sun Wukong.

No, so they were conscious? The system never told him that.

Also, what does it mean to say, "Why have we called you so many times, but you have never responded"?

Are you sure your microphone is on?

"I didn't hear you," Ron said softly.

"Huh?" Kurama leaned down, his huge fox head getting closer, his golden vertical pupils staring at Ron as if to confirm whether he was lying. "Impossible."

But then I thought about it again.

It seems...it appears...that is also possible.

Because the person in front of you is a bit strange.

He was completely unaware of anything happening outside.

The only thing he could be sure of was that his chakra was being drained from him from time to time.

"And now?" the four-tailed Goku asked in a muffled voice, his huge head peering over from the other side.

"Heh." Ron chuckled and shrugged. "What do you think?"

"Idiot." Kurama glanced at the Four-Tails speechlessly, his tone tinged with disdain. "Can you please not ask such questions?"

"What does it matter?" Yotsuba shook its head dismissively. "Isn't this just confirming something?"

Nine-Tails ignored it. It turned its gaze back to Ron, its voice lower, carrying the weariness unique to someone imprisoned for too long: "Where is this?"

"It should be... deep within my soul," Ron replied slowly, though he himself was somewhat unsure.

That's not what I was asking.

"Uh," Ron paused, "another world."

"You've brought us to another world?" Kurama's voice rose slightly.

Ron shook his head slightly: "To be precise, my situation is the same as yours."

The four-tailed Goku paused for a moment, then added in a muffled voice, "Damn it... were the three of us kidnapped?"

"......."

"Can we go back?" Yotsuba asked.

Ron shook his head: "I don't know."

Nine-Tailed Fox lay down, resting its enormous fox head on its front paws. Its golden vertical pupils stared at Ron for a while before it said, "Let me go out and play."

"Uh." Ron stroked his chin thoughtfully. It wasn't that he was unwilling, but... he didn't know how. "I need to think about it carefully."

"You don't know how?" Nine Lamas asked.

Ron nodded slightly and gave a somewhat embarrassed "hmm".

Nine-Tailed Fox was silent for a moment, then slowly lowered himself and buried his head between his front paws: "Forget it. Go back. Remember, think it over... We're going crazy in there."

As the Nine Lama finished speaking, the surrounding space began to blur slightly, like ink slowly dissolving in water.

Ron, who was lying down to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively sat up.

The morning light was filtering through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the grass.

"A dream?" Ron muttered softly. "Or...not a dream, but something deep within my heart?"

Just as he was wondering what to do, a light, airy voice drifted over from nearby: "Ron, you're awake? Come and have something to eat."

Ron looked over at the sound and saw Kaido sitting cross-legged next to a campfire, holding a sizzling, oily leg of meat in his hand, with a layer of oil still sticking to his mouth.

Half a cow sat on the fire nearby, its skin charred and golden brown. The aroma of the meat wafted over on the sea breeze, making one's stomach churn.

On the other side of the campfire, three children holding sticks were staring intently at Kaido, their eyes wide open, their faces filled with grievance and anger.

"What's going on?" Ron slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and walked over. "Where did you get this cow? And who are these three children?"

"Wild," Kaido mumbled, chewing on some meat. "As for these three children, I don't know them. I guess I roasted them too deliciously, and they came to beg for food. But I'm not giving them any. This stuff isn't even enough for the four of us."

"Pah!" Suddenly, one of the children shouted, his voice trembling with tears and anger, "What wild thing! What do you mean you called us here to beg for food! This is my family's cow! You scoundrel! You stole my cow! You'll die a horrible death!"

Kaido continued chewing his meat, scoffing dismissively, "What do you mean, 'your family' or 'mine'? The ones on the road are wild."

"You bastard!"

"You bastard!"

"You bastard!"

The three children each cursed at Kaido, tears streaming down their faces. They held their sticks in their hands, but none of them dared to actually step forward.

Ron reached into his pocket, found he had no coins, sighed, and then bowed slightly to the three children: "I'm so sorry. I wanted to buy them, but I don't have any money. Put it on Locke's tab."

Lox, who was half asleep next to me, suddenly raised his head. His hair was messy, and his eyes were not fully open, but his voice already drifted over: "What did you put on my tab?"

The three children then started cursing at Ron.

"You're a bad guy too!"

"Yes, you too!"

"He always was; they're all in cahoots!"

"Shh." Ron put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Don't disturb the dead."

Then, without changing his expression, he sat down next to Kaido, reached out and took a piece of grilled meat, blew on it to cool it down, and took a bite.

"You two bastards. You ate all by yourself." Lockes jumped up from the ground. When he arrived here last night, it was pitch black and he thought it was a deserted island. He went to sleep without eating anything.

The commotion woke up the white-bearded man, who joined the looting party without a word.

"Feed! This is the cow I caught! Leave some for me!" Kaido shouted anxiously.

"Idiot. Who cares about you!" Rocks mumbled, his mouth full of meat.

"You three bastards! You didn't even call me!" Whitebeard protected the leg he had just snatched with one hand and pushed away Kaido's outstretched hand with the other.

"Ugh. Ron, could you be any more disgusting? If you can't win, just lick it!" Kaido released his grip with a look of disgust.

"If you lick it, it's mine," Ron said without changing his expression, his lips still glistening with oil.

"............"

A moment later, all that remained of the once whole cow was a clean skeleton.

The three children completely broke down.

She squatted down and wailed, her face covered in tears and snot.

There was nothing they could do. These four people looked menacing, so they didn't dare to go up and rob them.

"You guys are inhuman! Stealing a child's cow!" Rocks said softly.

"Damn it!" Kaido, sitting cross-legged, roared, "Why didn't you say that when we were eating?!"

He caught the cow himself, but he wasn't even full, and he couldn't beat those three bastards to take it from him. He's feeling really down right now.

"Stop arguing," the white-bearded man said slowly. "Do you have the money? Just buy it and that's it."

In the end, the four of them put their money together and didn't even have 1 piece.

"Feed." Ron suddenly looked up at the three sobbing children. "Kids. Do you have any enemies? We may be broke, but we're good at robbing."