The Legendary Family of One Piece

Chapter 109 My Big Meat

The place where the Hibernian was temporarily docked.

A group of people cheered and smiled. Moke, dressed in a chef's uniform and holding a knife and spatula, was preparing ingredients for the party.

Meat, fruit, soup, drinks...

As long as they don't leave this place, Charlotte doesn't bother with everyone. It's unrealistic to keep everyone on the boat.

Humans aren't machines; they can easily develop health problems from holding it in!

"Mok, this time I want to eat the barbecue you grilled!" Beta shouted, his mouth watering uncontrollably.

Everyone else agreed, recalling how delicious it was, truly an absolute gem!

Since Moke boarded the ship, everyone's pickiness about food has increased dramatically.

"Brother Beta, don't worry, I will never let anyone go hungry."

Young Moke was full of confidence and enthusiasm; he was the Heberfeller family's top sea chef.

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These important responsibilities cannot be shirked.

Ensuring that everyone is well-fed and has a good meal is his inescapable professional principle as a chef.

"Thank you for your hard work, Moke." Mitis said politely, holding his book in his hand and looking like a scholar.

Moke smiled without saying a word. He didn't find this kind of work hard at all. On the contrary, seeing everyone eating the food he had personally prepared and looking so satisfied was a great happiness for him.

For a chef, there is nothing more blissful than being praised for his culinary skills.

Soon, the aroma of roasted meat wafted over, and various delicacies began to be prepared.

Various dishes were served, and a unique banquet was underway.

Charlotte swirled her wine glass and announced loudly, "I hereby declare the Heberfeller family party officially open."

"Long live the boss!"

"Long live the boss!"

The excited crowd shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Cheers!"

Everyone held up wine glasses of varying sizes towards the sky, and the spilled wine shone like jewels in the sunlight.

Charlotte raised her glass to toast everyone, smiling as she watched, then took a small sip and savored it.

What a wonderful life this is!

Eat, drink, play, and have fun!

Oh, happiness!

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Mok, your cooking is amazing! It smells delicious!"

"Mok's food is the best; it makes my mouth water!"

"You bastard, don't get your saliva on the food! It's a complete waste of delicious food!"

Chaos erupted for a moment, with everyone praising Mok's skills.

Moke blushed a little at receiving so much praise all at once.

Beta, the panda Pander, was showing off his food like crazy, empty plates clattering down one after another until a pile was quickly filled.

"Hey, eat slowly, leave some for me!"

Barrett grumbled at Beta and Pandaren Pand, his hands moving even faster than before.

"There's more, there's more, I'll go get it!"

Moke beamed with joy and quickly turned to walk towards the prepared barbecue grill.

However, he was clearly stunned when he saw the empty grill.

Forehead???

"Where's my huge piece of grilled meat?"

Moke looked around suspiciously, wondering if his greedy companion had taken it. However, he soon discovered a row of footprints on the soft ground nearby.

"That despicable thief!"

He was furious and followed the footprints, eventually finding himself in a patch of overgrown weeds.

A somewhat slovenly middle-aged man wearing glasses is showing off his muscular physique.

"Hey, you thief, why are you stealing my meat?"

Moke was furious. The middle-aged bespectacled man seemed to be shocked and choked, frantically pounding his chest.

It took him a few moments to recover.

"Ah, um... your grilled meat was so delicious, I couldn't resist."

Moke was delighted by the middle-aged man's words; how could something he made himself not taste good?

"Ahem... Praising me won't help. You stole the food and you need to come back with me to explain."

The middle-aged man with glasses hesitated for a moment before following Moke.

Charlotte stared blankly and in surprise as Moke brought someone back. "Who...is this?"

"I caught the thief!"

Moke's answer relieved Charlotte slightly; he had thought their location had been exposed.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man with glasses pushed up his round glasses.

"My name is, Odewumuweierweienyeertuwenweiwuwenmubenmusadi...!"

What the hell?

What kind of weird name is that?

Everyone was dumbfounded. Just hearing such a long string of names was enough to make one's head spin, and it felt like this guy almost couldn't catch his breath when he pronounced the names.

Where can you find such a long name? Isn't this obviously a joke?

"Say it again if you dare!" Barrett said to the middle-aged man with glasses in an unfriendly tone.

The middle-aged man with glasses took a breath and smiled.

"You can call me Odyssey!"

Charlotte frowned slightly, feeling that this guy was strange.

"Hey, Odebiao, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man with glasses looked speechless. "Sir, please respect me. My name is Odyssey!"

"Hey you, Biao, hurry up and get to the point, or don't blame me for hitting you." Beta glared at the other man with his huge, coppery eyes.

The bespectacled man, Odyssey, was speechless. What kind of people are these?! I already told him his name is Odyssey.

However, faced with the menacing looks of the crowd, he could only swallow hard and dared not refute them.

"I am an indigenous person living here, and I make a living by scavenging garbage."

"Picking up trash?" Charlotte asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, not far from here is a place where all kinds of scrap metal from the town are piled up."

Charlotte nodded. "Is there anyone else?"

Odyssey shook his head. "They used to exist, but now everyone's been arrested."

"Arrested? Why?"

"It's most likely for the sake of labor." Charlotte looked at Lina, who had spoken, bewildered, not knowing why she said that.

Lina didn't hesitate when she saw this. "Charlotte, right now all the major pirate forces are building their own bases and need a huge amount of labor. They're scavenging laborers everywhere."

Charlotte frowned. Was the world slowly descending into chaos?

He felt a little melancholy for a moment.

After the interruption, although he had some doubts about Odyssey, he didn't pay much attention and then asked, "What can you do?"

Osside pointed to the Hibernian and said, "I can fix ships!"

"Oh, you're a shipwright!" Charlotte said, somewhat surprised.

"I guess so! Anyway, I'm no worse than a shipwright at repairs!"

What does it mean to count as?

Yes is yes, and no is no!

Charlotte thought to herself.

Seeing Osside's uncertain look, he felt a little uneasy, but he quickly smiled.

Excellent shipwrights are hard to find, and there are very few shipwrights in the Heberfeller family. So, if Osside is properly trained, he could be a pretty good talent.

Having a foundation is good; if there's a lack of talent, we should create the conditions to cultivate them.

Having figured out the key point, Charlotte no longer hesitated.

"Alright, then you can stay and repair the ship!"

Charlotte, having made a happy decision, continued to enjoy the food, and the interrupted party resumed once again.

Only then did Osside breathe a sigh of relief and quickly blend in with the people around him.

A lively and cheerful atmosphere filled the entire venue.

Meanwhile, a man with binoculars in the distance observed the situation for a while before immediately picking up a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter).

"Report, the target has been located at..."

(End of this chapter)