[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 5,000,000 negative points!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 4,500,000 negative points!]
[Ding...]
Inside Imu’s room.
Vir stood with a puzzled expression, facing Saint Saturn.
As soon as Saturn entered, Imu’s face had already started to look off.
Initially, her cheeks were only slightly flushed, but now they were bright red.
The Negative Points Imu was generating completely shattered Vir’s expectations—five million! Was this for real?
In just a short mont, he had already racked up over ten million Negative Points.
Without hesitation, the instant his Negative Points hit the threshold, Vir imdiately redeed an ability designation finger from the System Shop and used it on the spot.
Twelve million points vanished just like that.
After using the item, a panel appeared before Vir’s eyes.
It was densely packed with all sorts of powerful abilities.
[Shadow Control: You can generate a shadow of any shape proportional to your physical strength. The shadow possesses overwhelming attack power!]
[Conqueror’s Haki - Pinnacle: The most extre level of Conqueror’s Haki in this world.]
[Nightfall Convergence: You may rge the shadows you create into your own body. The more you rge, the greater the amplification—up to a maximum of doubling your strength.]
[Observation Haki - Pinnacle: ...]
[Armant Haki - Pinnacle: ...]
[Physical Attributes - Pinnacle: ...]
[...]
Line after line, every ability listed was terrifyingly strong. This was, in a way, a sneaky thod of gathering intel on Imu.
Among so many abilities, asking him to specifically draw Physical Attributes was practically like joking—it was almost impossible.
The probability was ridiculously low.
Vir didn’t hesitate and imdiately selected [Physical Attributes - Pinnacle].
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the ability: Physical Attributes - Pinnacle!]
The mont he made his choice, the System’s notification chid, and Vir instantly felt an overwhelming surge of power coursing through his body.
Before, his body was only that of a re Admiral-candidate. Sure, he’d improved a little recently, but he was far from Admiral-level.
But now—this body that wasn’t even Admiral-class began to grow stronger at a terrifying rate!
Power surged forth like a tidal wave, so intense that Vir felt like he might burst from it.
The sensation lasted a few seconds before the swelling feeling gradually subsided.
The torrent of power finally ca to a halt.
Vir imdiately assessed his body, and the result brought a faint smile to his face.
An unbelievably powerful physique!
The feeling of being able to shatter space with a re flex was overwhelming, and he couldn’t fully control this newfound strength yet.
If he tried to take a couple of steps right now, he’d probably demolish the entire building with one stomp.
The power had co too quickly for him to adapt.
Seeing Imu preparing to unleash her fury, Vir hurriedly worked to get a handle on his new, overwhelming strength.
"Who let you in?!"
Imu’s voice, laced with barely suppressed rage and a hint of killing intent, echoed slowly.
At the door, Saturn flinched. He could tell Imu was genuinely furious.
But anger wasn’t the issue right now.
’I just barged in and caught you screaming, and you’re already this mad. If you found out the whole world saw you like that, wouldn’t you kill for real?’
Saint Saturn was starting to panic.
But if he didn’t give Imu an explanation now, he might not survive the mont.
*Thud!*
Without hesitation, Saturn dropped to his knees before Imu.
Bowing his head to the ground, he hurriedly said, "Imu-sama! Just now, everything that happened in this room... the outside world—no, the entire world—saw it clearly!"
At those words, Imu froze.
The entire world saw it clearly? What did that an?
She quickly scanned the room with her Observation Haki, a room she had already confird was secure. The conclusion remained unchanged.
There was nothing here. How could the events in this room have been broadcast to the world?
Even during the treatnt, Imu hadn’t let her guard down. She had been constantly sensing her surroundings, but she hadn’t detected anything unusual.
Yet, looking at Saturn groveling on the floor, Imu was genuinely confused.
First, this guy would never dare deceive her with such an easily debunked lie, even if she couldn’t find any recording devices.
Second...
Imu turned to glance at Vir, who seed perfectly normal, her eyes glinting with cold suspicion.
But no matter how she looked at him, he appeared to be just an ordinary Marine.
If it wasn’t him, then who?
There were only the two of them in the room. If it wasn’t Vir, who could it be?
Imu’s expression darkened.
She knew exactly how she had looked monts ago. Even Saturn catching her like that had sparked killing intent toward him.
And now, the entire world had seen her?
Though Imu was the King of the World, she was still a woman.
Upon hearing this news, her expression imdiately shifted.
anwhile, on Vir’s side...
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 8,000,000 negative points!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve earned 7,000,000 negative points!]
[Ding...]
An even larger flood of Negative Points than before surged in, and a glint of shock appeared in Vir’s eyes.
As expected of the most important figure in this world aside from Luffy!
The Negative Points were coming in like they were being air-dropped by a fleet of cargo planes.
In just a short mont, the Negative Points from Imu had already surpassed twenty million.
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Over twenty million Negative Points! In all his ti since debuting, Vir hadn’t collected much more than this.
Imu was, without a doubt, a powerhouse.
Looking at the massive pile of Negative Points in his inventory, Vir imdiately redeed the [Fad Blade: Fate’s End] from the System Shop.
It was the only combat-related item available in the shop.
*Puru puru puru puru...*
At that mont, a Den Den Mushi rang, interrupting Imu’s skyrocketing negative emotions.
Snapping out of her emotional spiral, Imu quickly regained her composure. As the King of the World, she had experienced too much to be completely consud by sothing like this, even if it was a first.
*Click.*
She answered the call, and the voice of the bald swordsman ca through.
"Imu-sama, everyone has been brought back."
Imu’s expression softened slightly at the news.
With a brief acknowledgnt, she hung up the call.
The mont the call ended, faint traces of airflow appeared in the room—visible black currents.
The black currents swirled around Imu, growing denser and denser.
And Imu’s aura began to surge uncontrollably.
Saturn, wide-eyed with shock, lifted his head to look at Imu, whose presence was growing stronger by the second.
After a mont’s thought, Saturn turned to glance at Vir behind him, his face now filled with deep astonishnt.
It’s this guy!
It must be him!
At this mont, Imu’s aura was surging—absolutely skyrocketing.
There simply couldn’t be any other reason for this to happen. It had to be that guy’s healing!
*Hiss~*
Realizing this, Saint Saturn couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.
This kid—had he lost his mind? Was he really this outrageous? Had he reached so kind of perverse, conceptual level of power?
This was Imu-sama! The King of the World!
And yet, he could even boost Imu-sama’s strength!
Saturn’s face was filled with shock.
He had initially thought Vir’s healing would, at best, give soone like Sengoku a slight power-up. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Imu to be affected too!
And judging by the situation, it seed to be a full ten percent increase!
What does ten percent of Imu-sama’s power represent? That was terrifyingly significant!
At that mont, Saturn was utterly dumbfounded.
Ahead of him, Imu was equally astonished.
Though she had decided to let Vir attempt the healing, she wouldn’t have been surprised if her strength hadn’t increased at all, or only marginally.
After all, she was well aware of her own overwhelming power.
But now, she had *truly* grown stronger—and by a solid ten percent, no less.
Even for soone like her, who had weathered countless storms, this result stirred an excitent she could barely contain.
She had been stuck at this level for a full two hundred years.
Her strength hadn’t budged an inch, rely stagnating in place.
She had long given up hope, but now Vir’s appearance had rekindled a spark in her heart, which had been as still as dead water.
The black mist swirling around her began to dissipate as her power-up concluded.
In monts, the mist vanished completely, absorbed into Imu’s body. She opened her previously shut eyes, a gleam of uncontainable joy shining within.
She had really grown stronger.
"Boy! You’re impressive!"
As if forgetting everything that had just transpired, Imu looked at Vir and offered rare praise without reservation.
Initially, she had planned to kill Vir once the healing was done. But since he had proven capable of boosting her strength—and the entire world had witnessed that scene—she abandoned the idea.
"You don’t need to return to the Marines. Stay here at Mary Geoise. I will personally oversee your training!"
In her elated mood, Imu’s words sent another shock through Saint Saturn.
Personally train him?
Trained by Imu-sama herself?
What did that an? Was Imu-sama planning to take this kid as a disciple?
In an instant, Saturn’s gaze toward Vir shifted. It was no longer casual but carried a newfound seriousness.
A disciple of Imu-sama would hold a status nearly second only to her, standing above all others!
He had to take this seriously.
How was this kid’s luck so insane? To be noticed and taken as a disciple by Imu—it was like ascending to the heavens in a single step!
Grumbling inwardly, Saturn kept his thoughts to himself. Vir’s status now surpassed his own.
Vir didn’t respond to the offer, but Imu didn’t need his agreent.
She was the ruler—the one who dominated everything, including Vir.
Imu’s decision to train Vir wasn’t out of gratitude for the power boost. It was for the potential of future enhancents.
If this kid could boost her strength once now, then when he grew stronger, there could be a second, a third ti!
Who would ever complain about being too strong?
No one!
This was why she wanted to keep Vir here—both to ensure his safety and to prevent him from having any other ideas.
And it wasn’t like she was keeping him for nothing.
She said she’d train him, so naturally, she ant to make him stronger. A stronger Vir could better enhance others’ strength, after all.
Without waiting for Vir’s response, Imu turned and walked out after speaking, beckoning lightly with her hand. A wisp of mist pulled Vir along behind her.
Just like that, she led Vir toward the Five Elders’ eting hall.
Luffy and the others had all been captured and were being held there.
As for Imu’s talk of keeping him here to train, Vir wasn’t interested.
If training was so useful, why would he need the system?
Besides, his current combat strength wasn’t low. He had no need for her training.
Seeing Imu leave, Saturn hurriedly followed.
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Inside the eting hall at that mont:
Bright sunlight stread through the glass windows, making the room unusually radiant.
The sofas where the Five Elders usually sat had been removed, replaced by a single throne.
Below it lay a fluffy carpet, made from who-knows-what kind of animal.
The carpet wasn’t large. In front of it, the Straw Hat crew was bound tightly with seastone chains.
Behind them stood four of the Five Elders with their hands clasped behind their backs. Zero was also present, standing alongside them.
On the other side was an elderly man with red hair.
This was Figarland Garling, the Supre Commander of the Holy Knights.
At that mont, they all stood solemnly, awaiting that person’s arrival.
Yet within their hearts, they couldn’t help but feel unsettled.
They had witnessed the events that had just unfolded in the sky. When they saw Imu-sama display such an expression, each of them had been left utterly dumbstruck.
Even now, that image lingered in their minds, shaking their perception of her.
As for the Straw Hats, they felt uneasy in another way.
They weren’t afraid of dying themselves. They were afraid Vir might actually show up here because of them.
Nami kept her head down, her expression somber.
Zoro and Sanji nearby also looked grim. Chopper, who had been sneakily captured by Garling, had lost his usual cheer.
The Straw Hat crew’s mood was anything but bright.
At that mont:
A woman in a red-and-black robe with a strikingly alluring figure strode through the door.
The instant she appeared—
*Pfft!*
A sound like sothing gushing rang out, followed by a long stream of blood shooting toward Imu.
With a light wave of her hand, Imu made the blood vanish instantly.
All eyes turned to Sanji.
His chained hands were clamped tightly over his nose, but blood still seeped through his fingers.
His eyes kept shifting—one mont turning into a giant heart, the next snapping back to normal under the force of his own slaps. He was truly bouncing back and forth.
Zoro, utterly speechless, nearly exploded into curses. But seeing Sanji’s state, he held back. This wasn’t the ti. He forced himself to endure.
Truly, it wasn’t Sanji’s fault.
Seeing too many "okama" would do that to you.
Imu didn’t bother with it. She walked straight to the throne and sat down slowly.
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