Settsetse! The Pirate Nemesis

"Birdman!!! Get over here!!!"

"..."

"..."

Finding no reaction, Sett's lips curled into a smirk; "A chance to interview me!!"

After a moment of silence, a black dot appeared in the sky.

Wearing a small black uniform, and not as fat as he would be in later years, Morgans flew over quickly with a fawning smile; "Hehe! Mr. Sett! You'd better keep your word!"

"I fucking knew you paparazzi were hanging around here!"

With a disdainful click of his tongue, Seti, having been exposed to the news of his previous life, had a thorough understanding of journalists like Morgans who chased after big news—as long as there was a hot topic, they would flock to it like flies that smelled blood.

Especially Hong Kong journalists. When a popular actress's daughter was kidnapped, unscrupulous media outlets rushed to report it for a headline, ultimately driving the kidnappers to kill her. This world is a little better; at least, with individual combat skills reaching unprecedented levels, these journalists don't dare to be too ostentatious. Otherwise, they'd be beaten to a pulp the next day.

But it is precisely under these circumstances that they become even more enthusiastic when they encounter someone like Sett who can continuously generate big news, utter memorable quotes, and confront the World Government head-on.

So, Morgans started out as a junior intern reporter, but now he's a contracted journalist, and even his vest has become more formal. He's been entrusted with the important task of following Sett's story by the World Economic News Agency.

Sett has provided a wealth of news material, leading to widespread curiosity about him among the masses. In this context, an exclusive interview with Sett would undoubtedly cause sales to skyrocket!

The thought of being promoted, getting a raise, marrying a beautiful and wealthy woman, becoming CEO, and reaching the pinnacle of his life filled Morgans with excitement. His feathers stood on end, as if he had lost several pounds.

"Stop talking nonsense! Bring me the camera!"

"A camera?" Morgans hesitated upon hearing this. A camera is a journalist's lifeblood, like a swordsman's blade.

"Give it to me!!!"

Before Morgans could react, Sett snatched it away. Then, he turned and glared at the three little ones with a menacing look, like a creepy old man.

Although they didn't feel fear due to the modifications made by their bloodline factors, a strong chill still crept into their hearts when they felt Sett's malicious gaze.

This was the first time they had felt a chill, but due to the alteration of their physiological structure, they were unable to panic. As a result, a strong sense of bewilderment kept assaulting their brains, as if reminding them of their incompleteness as human beings.

"Sanji, you'd better be prepared!!"

"what?"

Sanji looked somewhat bewildered.

Sett responded with a sinister grin. He held up a finger and waved it around, applying psychological pressure to the three little ones: "I'll give you two more older sisters and a younger sister right now!!!"

Upon hearing this, Sanji remained silent, but Reiju's eyes lit up from a short distance away.

I'm going to have girlfriends? Wait, I shouldn't be happy about that!

Yes, call the police, call the police quickly! — But why won't this hand cooperate? Why can't I press it down?

"Especially you."

When it comes to Green-haired Nichi, this is the first guy to make a move.

Sett's face was contorted with rage: "Uncle Sett is going to tie a knot in your raisins!"

139 Alarm

It is necessary to carry forward the traditional Chinese culture, such as spanking children when they misbehave.

He pulled down the pants of the three little brats, grabbed them, and gave them a good beating on the buttocks.

Because of genetic modifications, his physique far surpasses that of ordinary people? No problem, three slaps later, before he even uses Armament Haki, he's already unleashing a powerful attack, doubling the pain. Three people are too many to handle? No problem, after 1.5 seconds, he triggers Deadly Rhythm, his hands swung like a storm.

With three buttocks lined up in front of him, anyone who didn't know better would think Sett was playing the drums.

"Your Uncle Sett loves nothing more than disciplining disobedient brats for others!!"

A searing pain shot through their buttocks, but the three little ones showed no fear. On the contrary, their expressions grew increasingly furious with the pain. Sett didn't care, because the real show was yet to come.

"Get ready to take pictures!"

"Oh my!" Morgans nodded excitedly—he had initially been somewhat disappointed because he hadn't had a good angle to take pictures of Sett after he boarded the warship. But now, Morgans was even more excited—beating up the Crown Prince! And the Crown Prince of a member state of the World Government no less!

Putting everything else aside, just posting these photos of the princes caused a surge in sales.

"Listen up, don't forget a single word! I want it published in the newspaper!!"

"Os!"

Morgans, standing to the side, gave a military salute, momentarily transforming into Superman. He then eagerly prepared to take notes, notebook in hand.

With a camera in hand, Sett held Yizhi's feet in one hand and pressed the shutter with the other.

He stroked his chin and said, "This photo, hmm... let's call it 'Raisins in the Sunlight.' Remember that. Photographer: Sett. Subject: The First Crown Prince of Germa... what's his name again?"

"Ichi!" Without Hawkeye speaking, Morgans, who had already done his homework, immediately said Ichi's name.

Sett nodded in satisfaction; "That's right! Ichi! Raisins in the sun!"

"And then there's this, yes, Nichi!"

If it were just a simple beating, even if they were killed, Ichi and Nichi wouldn't feel the slightest fear. But now, it's completely different—just like their father, they value their royal status immensely. In their eyes, even Celestial Dragons aren't necessarily much more noble than them. This is because the Vinsmoke family's lineage isn't much shorter than the World Government's founding.

Even a glorious death would have been something they found honorable. But as things stand now—they would rather Sett had simply killed them.

Sensing the anger on their faces, Sett showed no remorse for bullying the children. On the contrary, his face was filled with intense interest—"Angry? Furious? Playing the victim? What a load of rubbish! You had fun bullying others, huh? Why are you fighting back now that it's your turn?!"

His favorite thing is to fight violence with violence, and if it can lead to the destruction of the other side's society, that would be even better. Sett has no pity for these petty villains who, because of their transformation, don't even spare their own brothers.

"Oh my god, this is so cute! The Lollipop Association would love to have you as their mascot!!"

Take a photo, keep it as a souvenir, and then tie a bow on it.

Again and again. When it was finally Yuuji's turn, an expression he'd never shown before appeared on his face—Reiju, standing beside him, knew what that expression meant. It was an expression of fear!

Of the four brothers, excluding Sanji who hasn't been modified due to the effects of the drugs, Yonji has undergone the least modification. He possesses superhuman physical abilities and strength, but unlike his older brothers, he hasn't developed special abilities such as burning flames or unleashing lightning.

In this situation, the intense stimulation, the influence of the drugs, and the re-emergence of the fear of having a recessive gene—"Don't come any closer!!!"

"Anyone can run, but you can't!" Sett chuckled, giving off the impression of a cold-blooded demon. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yongzhi in one swift motion.

"If I remember correctly, you were the first one to ambush me, right? Come on, let Uncle Sett take a look at how brave and intelligent little Yongzhi is developing, whether he's as big as his guts—let me see!!"

"don't want!!!"

Despite Yongzhi's screams, Sett remained unmoved. A flash went off, and Sett shook his head, looking at the photo with a hint of regret and disappointment. "He's got guts, but... oh well, he's just a kid after all."

Sett stretched his shoulders and tossed the photo to Morgans, who was standing nearby.

Pain, shame, fear... but amidst all this, Yongzhi also felt a secret joy. At least, compared to his older brothers, he hadn't been burdened with any laughable reputation.

However, before Yongzhi could even feel smug, Morgans, who was still clinging to the big news, shamelessly came over again.

"Mr. Sett, you haven't named the photos yet!"

"Teacher, you haven't assigned homework yet!"

Upon hearing this, Yongzhi's blood pressure spiked almost instantly—if they hadn't mentioned it, why bring it up?! Gazing at Morgans' profile, Yongzhi secretly vowed that when his father arrived, he would make him roast that large white bird alive!

Sett clicked his tongue at this; "What's so great about it? It's so small, a little acne cream will probably clear it up."

Reiju: "Wow!"

She watched this scene unfold before her eyes—unlike the three children, Reiju's mind was not affected by the drugs. In fact, she had long harbored some resentment towards their bullying of Sanji. And now, seeing her family being brutally beaten, she even felt a sense of satisfaction that they deserved it.

Having had her fill of visual spectacle, Reiju calmed down and silently cried out, "Big sister is here to save you!"—then she hid to the side and pressed the alarm.

It's just like those who report others after watching a video and entering a state of sage-like tranquility.

Seeing this, Morgans, who had originally wanted to get Ser to suggest a more sensational name, was startled when the surrounding lights began flashing red and blue intermittently. Terrified by this, Morgans didn't even dare ask for his camera back and ran outside with the film negatives in hand.

Sett's face remained completely indifferent. Hawkeye, who had been resting, sighed helplessly upon hearing the loud noise and climbed up from the pile of debris.

Although it was far from the state of the whole province, at least he ate something to recover his energy, and his skinny body gained a touch of flesh color.

The next moment,

Ta-da! Ta-da!

A series of neat footsteps quickly came from outside the door, their uniformity reminding Sett of the National Day military parade.

Somewhat surprised—this was the first time Sett had ever heard such a unified sound in this world.

140. War on Jemaa

The world government in this world sounds impressive, but both its navy and army are a complete mess...

They lacked any of the discipline expected of an army. This might also be related to the average height of people in this world. The tall ones were practically towering. They were all oddly shaped, and Sett, at least, didn't seem to possess the reliability and trustworthiness that a people's army should inspire.

But this time was different. The gates were wide open, revealing an army outside. Each soldier was perfectly proportioned, with cold, expressionless faces. Their movements were flawless; one glance was enough to tell they were an elite force—the oppressive aura emanating from them was why they were called the Army of Evil, the War House. They certainly seemed to have some skill.

"You must be that Sett... just like the rumors say, an arrogant guy."

He walked in from outside, standing at 2.72 meters tall. Judge was even a head taller than Sett—though in this world, that wasn't considered particularly tall, given that giants averaged over ten meters. In comparison, Judge was just considered strong among normal people.

"……Who are you?"

Sett didn't know Judge, and in fact, he only learned about the Germa Kingdom from Hawkeye and the others.

“I am Vinsmoke Judge. I am also the ruler of the Germa Kingdom!” Looking at Sett in front of him, Judge held a technological spear connected to pipes in his hand: “Actually, I have no interest in you, because too many arrogant guys like you have appeared in the sea, but in the end they all became corpses.”

“But things are different now,” Judge said coldly. “Someone has put a price tag on your head.”

"How much?" Sett asked, a little curious after hearing Judge's words.

"You know, the bounties of the Marines on this high seas are a tool for pirates to compete with. Unfortunately for me, I'm a bounty hunter, so even now, there are still some clueless people coming to me with questions!"

As Sett said this, there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Just as Sett said, the navy in this world truly has no deterrent power whatsoever—or rather, all the deterrent power lies with the vice admirals and admirals at the Navy Headquarters. In places like the West Blue and the North Blue, collusion between officials and bandits is as commonplace as eating a meal.

Putting aside everything else, on Antuo Island, before Seti went there, the officials and bandits were all on good terms.

Pirate bounties have become a tool for comparison among pirates. The North Blue is somewhat better, as it's one of the Navy's main recruitment bases. However, in the West Blue, the Grand Line, and the New World (the latter half of the Grand Line), the Navy's control is essentially zero. Bounties are just numbers to them, as the vast majority of bounty hunters operate within the four seas.

After entering the Grand Line, the number of bounty hunters drops sharply. By the time they reach Fishman Island in the New World, near the Red Line, they are almost extinct.

To put it bluntly, once they arrived in the New World, even if there were bounties, no bounty hunter would dare to continue hunting.

Therefore, although Serena has killed quite a few great pirates, because of his status as a bounty hunter, none of them have ever been considered worthy of respect by the pirates...

"How much?" Judge raised an eyebrow when he heard Sett ask about his price, then shook his head and said, "Your head isn't something that can be measured by mere Berries... Besides, you don't need to know!"