Isn't like what Luffy said isn't true at all.Could he actually store his blood? Would it still work, or did it need to be freshly drawn from his body?
If it still worked after being stored… No— that would mean his blood was literally priceless. He could sell it, trade it, make a fortune if he wanted.
A slow, dangerous grin spread across his face.
He could become filthy rich. He could manipulate entire nations. If a single drop could heal wounds, imagine how much people would pay for a vial of his blood.
—And then he snapped back to reality.
His grin vanished immediately, replaced by cold dread.
If his blood was that valuable… he was basically asking to be kidnapped, experimented on, or enslaved. The moment the wrong people learned about it, he'd never have freedom again.
He pressed his lips into a thin line. No. That was not an option.
But if he really could store a small amount for emergencies, then maybe—just maybe—it would be worth testing. It could save their lives someday.
Then another thought hit him.
That also meant he was going to get into some serious, life-threatening situations.
His stomach sank. He knew this adventure wouldn't be peaceful, but the reality of it was setting in fast. Dangerous people, terrifying enemies, impossible odds.
But worst of all—
He wasn't watching through a screen anymore.
Back then, sitting comfortably in front of his laptop or phone, everything felt distant. The action, the fights, the near-death experiences—they were just entertainment. Pixels. Drawings. Animations.
Now?
Now he was here. In the middle of it.
He wasn't just watching Luffy and Zoro face impossible battles—he would have to fight too.
His fingers curled into fists.
He had to get stronger. No matter what. If he wanted to survive, if he wanted to stay free— he had to prepare for everything.
His jaw tightened as his eyes darkened, a cold determination settling deep inside them.
—And then reality hit him like a truck.
"…Wait a minute."
Other than his healing power, wasn't he just a normal-ass human?!
His face remained completely blank, but inside, he was screaming.
Sure, he took down some marines earlier, but what if that was just pure luck?! What if the next guy he fought wasn't some weak, nameless grunt but an actual monster like Mihawk or some Warlord?!
He could already see it—some terrifying opponent lunging at him, and all he had was his fists, some stupid anime moves, and a healing power that did NOTHING to stop him from getting his ass kicked in the first place.
Oh god.
He felt a deep, existential crisis creeping up his spine.
"…I'm gonna die."
His lips twitched, his chest felt tight, and for the first time since waking up in this world—he genuinely wanted to cry.
...
Luffy, in his infinite stupidity, reached for the massive bird soaring above them, probably thinking he could just grab it like a free ride.
Except the bird had other plans.Literally dont let them know your second move.
With the most nonchalant and disrespectful move ever, it simply clamped its beak around Luffy's head and flew off—like it was taking out the trash.
"HELP!!!"
Zoro's brain short-circuited. One second, they were all peacefully on the boat. The next, their captain was being kidnapped by a bird.
Zoro's eyes went wide with pure panic. He grabbed both oars and started rowing at full speed, practically tearing through the ocean.
"MORON WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU EVEN DOING?!" he roared at the sky, as if Luffy's stupidity could actually hear him.
Meanwhile, Nexús—who was not built for this kind of high-speed madness— felt his soul leave his body.
At first, he was impressed. A giant bird?! In real life?! That was insane! He wanted to be surprised!
But then his stomach flipped.
The boat was moving so fast that the world blurred around him. His vision spun, his brain felt like it was being violently shaken like a maraca, and his stomach—oh god, his stomach.
His eyes swirled as he clutched the side of the boat, looking like he was about to pass out on the spot.
"Help... help..." he wheezed weakly, his body swaying like a noodle.
Zoro, still furiously rowing, turned his head and angrily shouted, "WHY ARE YOU ALSO ASKING FOR HELP?!"
Nexús couldn't even answer. He was too busy dying in the background, questioning every single life choice that led him to this moment.
As Zoro continued rowing like a madman, trying to chase after the Luffy-napped-by-a-bird situation, two figures suddenly popped up in front of them— stranded in the middle of the sea.
One of them, a guy with a black hat and the weirdest hairstyle Nexús had ever seen, started yelling, waving his arms like a lunatic.
"HEY! STOP! YOU THERE! STOP!"
Zoro glanced at them, annoyed. Like, seriously. Why were shipwrecked idiots showing up at a time like this?
"I CAN'T STOP! JUMP ON IT YOURSELVES!" he yelled back, his voice full of pure stress.
Meanwhile, Nexús—whose face was now a very unhealthy shade of green thanks to the ridiculous speed rowing—was in his own world of suffering. His brain felt like soggy noodles, and the constant noise from his surroundings wasn't helping.
The voices, the shouting… everything just blurred together. In his hazy, nauseous state, all he could hear was an annoying buzzing sound.
Confused, he slowly turned his head to Zoro, his expression completely blank and lifeless.
"Zoro… why are you talking to mosquitoes?"
Zoro's entire body twitched.
"SINCE WHEN SEA HAVE MOSQUITO YOU IDIOT!!" he snapped, looking one second away from throwing Nexús overboard.
Nexús, still dizzy and half-dead, just blinked slowly like a broken NPC.This was, without a doubt, the worst boat ride of his life.Zoro will fail the license.
As it turned out, there weren't just two stranded idiots—there were actually three.
One had ginger hair, another had an afro with green streaks, and the last one sported a buzz cut. Despite the chaos, they managed to latch onto the canoe's side and haul themselves in without much issue.
Zoro, still gripping the oars, smirked—though it was the kind of smirk that didn't really look like a smirk. More like a "Wow, you're not as useless as I thought" kind of face.
"I'm impressed you got on."
The three men, still panting from the jump, immediately snapped their heads toward him with the same amount of rage.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO RUN US OVER!?" They yelled in unison, veins practically popping out of their foreheads.
But before Zoro could give them an attitude-filled reply, the three suddenly pulled out their swords, pointing them at both Zoro and Nexús.
"Hey, stop right there!" one of them barked, puffing out his chest.
"We're members of Buggy the Clown-sama's crew!" the ginger-haired one added, trying to sound intimidating.
Nexús' eyes widened in realization. Inside his head, all he could think was:
" So I will meet Buggy "
But that thought lasted only two seconds before the nausea from Zoro's insane rowing slammed back into his body like a brick wall.
He tried to open his mouth to respond, maybe throw in some sarcastic comment—except, instead of words...
He vomited.
Right in front of the three Buggy pirates.
HUEKK
"..."
A heavy silence fell upon the canoe.
Zoro just stared, expression unreadable. The three pirates, who were mid-intimidation mode, looked at him like they had just witnessed a war crime.
Then, out of nowhere—
"YOU—YOU DARE TO UNDERESTIMATE OUR CLOWN-SAMA!?" They suddenly screamed in rage, mistaking his sickly reaction as some sort of disrespectful gesture toward Buggy.
Meanwhile, Nexús, still completely lost in his own misery, was mentally floating through an imaginary void. Suddenly, mathematical formulas started appearing around the three pirates in his vision—
Equations. Numbers.
Confusion.
He stared at them blankly.
Did they need medical help...?
"THIS BOAT IS GONNA BE OURS NOW!" the three pirates declared confidently, puffing out their chests like they had already won.
Hearing that nonsense, Nexús immediately shut his eyes, pretending he hadn't heard a thing. He knew exactly where this was going. There was no point in wasting his energy.
Zoro's face darkened, his aura turning downright terrifying in an instant. His sharp gaze locked onto the idiots in front of him.
"Huh!?" he growled, his voice dripping with pure disbelief and irritation.
Meanwhile, Nexús, in his effort to ignore reality, accidentally slipped into an actual nap.
He didn't even realize he had dozed off.
....
Why his healing power isn't healinging?
There's certain condition?
After they arrived at Buggy's hideout, Nexús and Zoro immediately started searching for Luffy even though Nexús still suffering with nausea.
Well—they tried.
They ended up getting lost more times than they could count because neither of them had any idea where Luffy actually was. The place was bigger than they expected, and every alley looked the same.
As they walked in circles for what felt like the hundredth time, Nexús sighed. "Zoro… are you sure we're going the right way?"
Zoro scowled. "Why are you asking me!? You're the one who was paying attention earlier!"
Nexús stopped walking, looking at him like he was an absolute fool. "You expect me to believe you weren't paying attention at all?"
Zoro crossed his arms. "Yeah."
Nexús facepalmed. "Why am I not surprised? No wonder you always get lost…"
"Oi, what's that supposed to mean!?" Zoro glared at him.
"It means that if you ever go somewhere without a guide, there's a high chance you'll end up in another country."
"Tch. I don't get lost that easily."
"You do."
They stared at each other for a solid few seconds before Zoro just scoffed and kept walking.
After a few more turns, Nexús sighed again. "Just admit we're lost."
"We're not lost. We're just… taking a different route."
"Yah different route to hell."
Zoro stayed silent, refusing to admit it, while Nexús just rubbed his temples in frustration.
A huge explosion echoed through the hideout, making the ground tremble beneath their feet. The sudden noise caught both of them off guard, but Nexús, always quick to piece things together, immediately realized—
That had to be Buggy.
Even though the clown was hilarious in his own way, Nexús hadn't forgotten what he did to this town and its people. The destruction, the cruelty—it wasn't something he could just laugh off.
But then it hit him.
Nami.
She was here.Oh my god he felt excited—wait!
And according to his memory, Zoro was supposed to protect her!
How he can forget this!?or there's no nami!
His stomach twisted with urgency as he turned to Zoro, eyes sharp with panic. "Let's follow the source of the sound—hurry up!"
Zoro, who had paused for just a second to assess the situation, immediately took off after Nexús without hesitation.