A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

He put down his bowl, wiped away his tears, and looked at the group of pirates in front of him, whose styles were very different but whose stories were full of stories. After a long time, he finally let out a long sigh.

"Alright, I agree, but I have one condition."

Master Max's eyes sharpened again.

"This ship must be built by us all! Every one of you must participate! I want this ship to not only have the strongest steel, but also the soul of each and every one of you!"

And so, a shipbuilding project with what could be described as the most luxurious lineup in history officially began on Clockwork Island.

Newgate and Gatz became the chief forgers, using sheer brute force to hammer the hardest alloy plates provided by Master Max into shape.

Silver and Ryan were in charge of machining the precision parts. One used his superb marksmanship to drill and cut, while the other used his understanding of the texture of ingredients to polish and grind. The two worked together seamlessly.

Dorum and Max, two top shipbuilders representing two different schools of thought, after countless fierce arguments, compromises and collisions of inspiration, jointly drew up the most perfect shipbuilding blueprint, which is worthy of being recorded in history.

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Chapter 131 The New Moby Dick

Weeks later, in the largest elevator dock on Clockwork Island, driven by countless giant clockwork mechanisms.

A brand-new, magnificent warship slowly revealed its true form.

Its body is pure white, with smooth lines that exude power, like an ancient beast poised to pounce.

The prow resembles a giant white whale roaring silently, its mouth slightly open, revealing the menacing muzzle of a cannon gleaming with a cold metallic light.

Four enormous mainmasts, like giant pillars supporting the sky, are adorned with incredibly sturdy white sails woven from a mixture of sky island clouds and sea king tendons.

Its interior is a perfect blend of mechanical engineering and pragmatism.

An automated kitchen, independently vibration-damped crew quarters, an energy circulation system powered by ocean currents, and a temperature-controlled incubation room that beats like a heart, specially designed for Rennes, the "heart of the world".

This is more than just a ship.

This is a living, soulful home.

A ship destined to carry a horde of monsters and overturn the entire world.

"It...it's simply a miracle..."

Dorum stood at the edge of the dock, gazing up at the colossal vessel before him, a creation born from his life's dream and the collective efforts of countless others. He trembled with emotion, tears streaming down his face.

He never imagined in his life that he could create such a perfect work of art with his own hands.

Every detail and every line of this ship exceeded the limits of his imagination.

Master Max stood beside him, his face still bearing an arrogant expression, but his eyes, hidden behind his goggles, also gleamed with undisguised excitement and pride.

He looked at the ship as if he were looking at his best child.

"Hmph, it's okay."

He stubbornly insisted, "At least it's much better than your old wooden coffin that was about to fall apart."

"of course!"

Dorum immediately straightened his back, and the two resumed their usual bickering.

On the deck, Gatz was running around excitedly. With each step he took, the sturdy Wapo metal deck made only a dull, reassuring sound, no longer the teeth-grinding groan he had made before.

He even tried waving the anchor, but the violent wind pressure was cleverly dissipated by the special deflectors on both sides of the ship, without causing any impact on the hull.

"Hahaha! This place is so sturdy! I feel like I could roast a hundred sea kings on it!"

Gatz's happiness is so simple and unpretentious.

Silver stood on the highest observation platform, his eyes closed, feeling the flow of the wind.

The ship was designed with aerodynamics in mind, and the airflow generated during navigation was perfectly guided, creating countless wind tunnels that could be used for ultra-high-speed movement.

Here, his speed will reach a whole new level.

Meanwhile, in his new kitchen, Ryan was like a king surveying his domain.

This kitchen is larger than the entire cabin of the previous wrecked ship, and it is equipped with a full set of steampunk-style kitchen utensils that Master Max tailored for him.

There are octopus-shaped stir-fry robots that can automatically stir-fry and precisely control the heat, and ultra-low temperature freezers that can instantly freeze or thaw any food.

There is also a huge, spring-driven multi-functional cooking station that integrates dozens of functions such as cutting, grinding, and mixing.

What pleased Renn the most was the specially designed incubation room located in the center of the kitchen.

The Heart of the World was carefully placed in a container made of temperature-controlled crystal, a specialty of Clockwork Island. The container was connected to the ship's energy core, which could stably provide it with the energy it needed to grow.

Several feeding ports were also designed around it, making it convenient for Raine to "feed" it various high-grade ingredients as nutrients at any time.

At this moment, the seven-colored fruit is radiating a soft light, as if expressing its satisfaction with this brand-new home, full of energy and care.

Its growth progress bar also slowly jumped from a negligible 0.01% to 0.02%.

Although it's still a drop in the ocean, it's at least a solid step forward.

"Everything is ready, Captain."

Raine walked out of the kitchen and spoke to the man who was standing at the bow of the ship, facing the wind.

Newgate turned around, his gaze sweeping over the magnificent ship before him, then looking at his energetic family behind him. In his hawk-like eyes, there was an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and pride.

He walked to the figurehead, where a huge bottle of champagne, crafted from gears and crystal by the finest artisans of Clockwork Island, was already prepared.

"I announce!"

Newgate's voice was as loud as a bell, resounding throughout the entire dock and echoing in everyone's heart.

"This ship will carry all our dreams, glory, and bonds, to conquer all the storms on this vast sea!"

He raised the huge champagne bottle, tears welling in his eyes, and with all his might, smashed it against the enormous white whale at the bow of the ship!

boom!

The crystal bottle shattered with a crack, and the golden liquid scattered everywhere, as if giving the giant beast about to awaken its final baptism.

"Its name is... the New Moby Dick!"

"Oooo!"

"The New Moby Dick!"

"Our home!"

Amidst deafening cheers, Master Max pulled down the control lever of the main dock lock.

The massive slipway began to tilt slowly, and the Moby Dick, like a white whale that had broken free of all its shackles, glided smoothly and gracefully into the azure sea, without stirring up too many waves, as if it had always belonged there.

The steam-powered furnace at the bottom of the ship emitted a deep roar, and the huge propeller at the stern began to turn, propelling this behemoth slowly away from Clockwork Island.

On the shore, Master Max, along with his group of short, mechanical engineers, were waving their arms vigorously.

"Hey! Whitebeard!"

Master Max roared through his enormous megaphone, "Don't take my artwork apart! Remember to maintain it on time! Come back for more lubricant when you're low on it!"

"Gulalalalalal! I know, old man!"

Newgate's laughter echoed across the sea.

And so, a brand-new legendary ship, carrying a group of future maritime overlords, officially embarked on their magnificent voyage, destined to be recorded in history.

The performance of the new Moby Dick far exceeded everyone's expectations.

It sailed on the sea, so smoothly that it didn't look like a ship, but more like a moving island gliding on the sea.

Even when it encounters a giant wave tens of meters high head-on, it only sways slightly. The deflectors on both sides of the hull cleverly dissipate the force of the giant wave, turning it into a boost to propel the ship forward.

"My God... I feel like I could perform a whole set of drunken boxing on this deck without spilling any wine."

Dorum touched the smooth, mirror-like deck, his face filled with fascination.

The way he looks at this ship now is even more tender than when he looks at his own son.

Gatz fell completely in love with the fully automatic sea monster fishing machine at the stern, a gift from Master Max.

It was a huge, steam-powered mechanical arm with a sharp alloy hook at the end. It could automatically catch sea monsters within a radius of several nautical miles by simply throwing in some special bait made by Renn.

His favorite thing to do every day is to sit on a small stool next to the fishing machine and watch as huge sea monsters are easily caught and brought onto the deck.

Then, excitedly, he rushed up and knocked him unconscious with the anchor, dragged him to the kitchen door, and waited expectantly for Ryan to give him extra food.

This ensured an unprecedented level of meat reserves on board and allowed Raine's food catalog to expand at an astonishing rate.

Chapter 132 Concerto Without Wind

On this day, the New Moby Dick sailed into a peculiar sea area known as the Concerto of Stillness.

The sea here is calm and still, yet dozens of completely different weather phenomena exist simultaneously.

To the east were thunderstorm clouds with lightning and thunder, to the west was a hailstorm with heavy snow, to the south were mirages with visibility of less than five meters, and to the north there was even a fiery tornado descending from the sky.

Various extreme weather events intertwine and collide over this sea area, creating a chaotic yet magnificent natural symphony.

"My God! What kind of place is this?!"

Dorum looked at the scene before him, which resembled a battle of gods, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

"We need to turn back now! If we go in here, there won't even be any bone fragments left!"

"Gulalalalala! What are you afraid of!"

Newgate burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming with excitement and aggression: "Perfect! Let's see where the limits of the new Moby Dick lie!"

"Men, hold on tight!"

Newgate's voice boomed like a bell: "We're going in!"

"Captain! Are you insane?!"

Dorum let out a desperate wail, feeling as if his heart, like the weather in the sea, was experiencing a devastating storm.

"Gurarararar! How can a king who is preparing to conquer the world be frightened by a mere little storm!"

Instead of showing any fear, Newgate strode confidently to the bow of the ship, spreading his arms as if to embrace the chaotic world.

"Dorum, full speed ahead! Target: that fire tornado!"

"Yes Yes!"

Dorum looked miserable, but the captain's orders were absolute.

He gritted his teeth and shoved the lever hard.

The steam core of the New Moby Dick roared angrily, and the massive ship, like a white beast, charged headlong into the death symphony composed of countless natural disasters.

As soon as you enter, a gust of wind mixed with hail and flames hits you in the face.

If it were that old, dilapidated ship, it would probably have been torn to pieces the moment it made contact.

But the New Moby Dick only swayed slightly, and a special coating made of Wapo metal on the surface of the ship was automatically activated, forming an energy barrier that was barely visible to the naked eye, completely isolating the ice and fire.

"Hahaha! It's so warm! It feels like summer here, and winter over there!"

Gatz ran excitedly around the deck, sometimes to the port side, which was glowing red from the flames, and sometimes to the starboard side, which was covered with a thin layer of frost. He was having a great time.

"Quiet down, you idiot!"

Silver's voice came from the lookout tower: "Thunderstorm cloud approaching at twelve o'clock, intensity A, accompanied by high-density ball lightning!"

Before the words were even finished, dozens of head-sized, blindingly white ball lightning bolts rained down from the sky, like the wrath of the gods, crashing down on the deck of the Moby Dick.

"give it to me!"

Newgate laughed loudly. He didn't even use the Tremor-Tremor Fruit; he simply swung his naginata forward.

An invisible slash, formed purely from Conqueror's Haki, pierced through the air, detonating all the ball lightning in mid-air, turning them into a dazzling display of sparks, none of which landed on the ship.

"A mirage has been spotted on port, interfering with our navigational visibility!"

"A strong acid rainstorm has appeared on the starboard side, corroding the ship's armor!"

"A huge undercurrent and whirlpool has appeared at the bottom of the ship, pulling us down!"

Emergency alarms blared from all directions. Dorum was flustered and pale, feeling like he might faint from information overload at any moment.

"Don't panic."