Shirou's clones number 30 million

Monkey D., this unusually familiar surname, coupled with the location of the East China Sea, makes the possibility of accidentally having the same name almost zero.

"Garp! Garp...!!"

boom!

The door to Sengoku's office was suddenly kicked open, and Garp swaggered in.

"Haha... So you finally discovered that I ate all the hidden rice crackers?"

"What? You bastard, you didn't leave me a single bit?"

The next second, Sengoku realized that now was not the time to talk about such things.

"Kap, have you read today's newspaper?"

"Didn't see? Did some big news break?"

"here."

Sengoku picked up the newspaper, and the photo of little Luffy standing on the execution platform on the front page immediately caught Garp's eye.

"How come Luffy is in the newspaper? Wait, isn't that Roger's execution site? Loguetown is so far from Windmill Village, how did he get there?"

Garp took the newspaper, stared wide-eyed at the picture of little Luffy in astonishment.

"As expected..." Sengoku sighed helplessly, "I knew it would be like this. That's your grandson, isn't he? He's become famous overnight."

Garp didn't respond, still lost in his memories.

"How did Luffy end up in Loguetown? Was he kidnapped by pirates? I heard Shanks went back to the East Blue recently, could he be the one who did it? Sengoku, I need to ask for leave to go back to the East Blue."

"Listen to me! Read the following article carefully. Monkey D. Luffy declares that the Pirate King is a good-for-nothing thug, and the future belongs to adventurers."

"Haha... Luffy actually said something like that? Well done... Adventurer? That sounds familiar."

"Didn't we just have a meeting to discuss that matter a while ago? That organization that's been making headlines in the Sabaody Archipelago lately—thanks to them, there have been far fewer pirates heading to the New World recently."

“I remember now! The organization founded by the Celestial Dragons? So, that Celestial Dragon kid is traveling in the East Blue right now.”

“That’s it. I’ll call Borsalino and see how much he knows.”

"Alright! Call Borsalino immediately and have him send Luffy directly to Marine Headquarters."

Chapter 115 The Background Wall in the Story

Chapter 115, Section 116: The Background Wall in the Story

"Huh...? Did they leave?"

At night, the Celestial Dragon entered the White Mist Space and was surprised to find that Red A was not there, so he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

If it were me, I would definitely stay longer.

Although it's quiet and deserted here, there are shadow clones and comics to keep you entertained, so it's not too boring.

However, everyone has their own ambitions; perhaps he simply prefers the life of endlessly working for free.

Lost in thought, a dog barking suddenly came from afar.

"Where did that dog barking come from? It's so noisy!"

The moment the complaint left his mouth, he realized a problem.

This is not the outside world; there are no birds or beasts here. How could there be barking dogs?

With a sweep of his Observation Haki, Shirou, a Celestial Dragon, quickly spotted a man and a dog facing off in the distance.

The person was wearing a modern overcoat, holding a thin knife more than two meters long, with his eyes narrowed into slits, and exuding a deathly aura from the inside out.

The dog was over five meters tall; in truth, it didn't look like a dog anymore, but rather like a canine-shaped behemoth.

The man in the overcoat glanced back at the Tianlong man and casually reminded him:

"This monster is quite ferocious; it's best to stay away. If it attacks you, I won't risk my life to help you."

The large dog suddenly opened its blood-red maw, and at the same time, a youthful voice rang out:

"I don't eat people. Although I've killed many small fry like robbers and bandits, I've never harmed children or women."

"So you can talk? I thought you were a mindless monster. It seems you're some kind of demon or monster."

With a casual wave of his hand, the two-meter-long slender knife instantly retracted into a belt.

"A newcomer? Come, shake hands," said Lang, a member of the Tianlong clan, with a smile.

"Are you going to use this handshake as an opportunity to launch an attack on me?"

The man placed his right hand on his belt, watching him warily.

"No! This is so you can understand the situation better." The man from the Heavenly Dragon Sect smiled and extended his right hand. "Anyway, let's shake hands first."

"Don't come any closer, just stand there! Otherwise, I will consider you an enemy."

"Being vigilant is a good thing, but being too cautious will only lead to missed opportunities. Besides, your resistance is completely futile."

The moment the last word was uttered, Tianlong Renlang's mind stirred slightly, and time and space were instantly frozen.

A dog and two newcomers stood motionless, their hearts filled with a mixture of anger and fear.

"Come on, let's shake hands."

Tianlong Renlang chuckled and reached out to shake hands with each of them.

The moment their bodies touched, the two broke free from the time-space freeze and regained their freedom.

"I see, Tokyo Ghoul and Natsume's Book of Friends?"

The dog is a yokai, eight years old this year. He accidentally learned about something called the Book of Friends, but he has no connection with the protagonist Natsume.

In reality, it's just background scenery in the story.

He is a CCG investigator who is skilled at making weapons from ghoul corpses, specifically something called quinques.

Two years ago, Shirou's body was transported to the world of Tokyo Ghoul, penniless and homeless.

Hesitant about whether to lower moral standards and resort to unconventional means to make his life easier.

But I spent five days hesitating and struggling with the decision.

I'm willing to lower my standards, but I can't get over that mental hurdle.

During that time, he lived a nomadic life with Tokyo's homeless population.

Although it was hard work, we didn't go hungry.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, while wandering the streets, I happened to witness a female college student breaking up with her boyfriend.

When her boyfriend kept harassing her, the female college student didn't hesitate to scream for help.

In this situation, Shirou decisively stepped in and helped her get rid of her boyfriend.

Afterwards, he was taken home and not only received a place to live, but also identification, so he was no longer an undocumented person and could go out to work to earn money and improve his life.

In a normal world, this would definitely lead to a classic storyline.

However, being in the world of Tokyo Ghoul, tragedy naturally followed.

The day after she was taken in, the female college student disappeared without a trace, vanishing from the face of the earth.

In the days that followed, Shirou searched every street and alley around the area, but still couldn't find a single useful clue.

On the eleventh night of my journey, having searched for a long time, I decided to take a shortcut on my way home and deliberately entered a small alley that I would never normally go into.

On that very day, he discovered the truth of the world.

He had not transmigrated to an ordinary world, but to the Tokyo Ghoul world, which was filled with man-eating monsters.

Twelve days after his time travel, Shirou joins the CCG and, relying on the unique properties of Type-Moon magic, kills countless ghouls.

Not long ago, he was promoted to Special Investigator.

"I think I can do it now, right, Ms. Miyazawa?"

The Celestial Dragon was silent for a few seconds, then tentatively asked:

"Are you going to kill all ghouls?"

"do not know."

Investigator Shirou shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and looked completely bewildered.

In the past, he had thought more than once about things like, "Those who are not of our kind must have different hearts, and man-eating monsters should all die out."

But now that he truly possesses the power to wipe out all ghouls in the world, he has fallen into confusion.

In truth, ghouls are still essentially human, just with an excess of RC cells in their bodies.

There are only two ways to solve the problem of coexistence between ghouls and humans.

The first is slaughter, killing all ghouls and those who know how to create ghouls; the second is assimilation, developing a technology to restore the RC cells in ghouls to normal, turning them back into humans.

The former is very difficult, after all, ghouls look no different from humans, and if they are focused on hiding, they are very hard to find.

The latter is more difficult. If such technology truly existed, it would have been developed long ago. Why would we have to wait for it?

"What... should I do, Ms. Miyazawa?"

"At times like these, one should seek advice from wise people," Tianlong Renlang chuckled.

"Who?" Investigator Shirou asked instinctively.

Just then, the sound of several people talking came from a distance.

The dragon-like figure turned around and saw that it was another dragon, and immediately burst into laughter:

"Oh, it's you guys. I thought a lot of new people had come all at once."

"Are there two newcomers this time?" Slime Shirou asked curiously.

"That's right, both of them are."

As he spoke, the man from the Heavenly Dragon Sect turned to look at the large dog and laughed:

"Can you turn into a human? You look so out of place here, like a husky mixed in with the crowd."

"What! That's going too far! How dare you compare me to a husky?"