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As the Whitebeard Pirates and their company entered Pokémon Island and faced the boundless prairie before them, all were uniformly struck dumb.
Even Newgate's eyes widened, his mouth agape, momentarily forgetting the Happiny hanging on his beard.
"Hey, hey. Is this for real?"
Marco wiped his forehead where no sweat existed.
"The truth is right before our eyes, isn't it?"
Jozu, although surprised, quickly became distracted by a few small Pokémon nearby.
These kids had previously been seen at the Hatchery; he hadn't expected to see them again.
"This world... no, it's another world altogether now, I guess. This universe is far bigger than we imagined."
Vista placed his hand on his hip, only to grasp at air.
He then remembered that Old Man had instructed them all to leave their weapons on the ship.
Old Man trusted the Mystery Hatchery House, believing they wouldn't attack and wouldn't allow the Navy to do so on their turf.
"Vista is excited, huh."
Thatch, ever the relaxed one, was slightly surprised but mostly thrilled, casually draping an arm around Vista.
"Ah, I'd like to see the level of swordsmen in other worlds."
Vista nodded, a smile spreading across his face, "And I'd also like to see what level I can perform at now."
When Vista said this, everyone fell silent.
They were all top-tier fighters at sea, naturally aware of their own current capabilities.
"At most... probably just a bounty of tens of millions in the Four Seas."
It was Izou who spoke, his dual guns less demanding of physical prowess than other captains.
"I might be at a few million level."
Blamenco clenched his fist, then looked towards the nearby fishman, "How about you, Muel? You should be stronger than the average person, right?"
"No, it's about the same, a few million. But if there's a lot of water nearby, I could probably reach tens of millions."
Muel shook his head but then looked ahead, "There should be a sea or a huge lake up front, the wind blowing from there is very moist."
"Don't just stand there, sons, let's go see what the Mystery Hatchery House has to offer."
Newgate snapped back to reality and took the lead, walking ahead with his sons.
As for whether his sons might feel rebellious at such a time, Newgate never considered it.
He trusted Dak, an outsider, so why wouldn't he trust his own sons?
But soon, Newgate encountered a roadblock.
"Munch~."
The young Munchlax opened its mouth wide, pointed at its throat, then rubbed its belly.
Clearly, it wouldn't move without food.
"Hey, Munchlax, stop messing around, the boss will beat you up if you keep this up."
The guide tried to pull the little Snorlax away, but to no avail.
"Hahaha, too funny, here, try the new Pokémon food I've been working on. Happiny likes it a lot."
Thatch came from behind, pulling out a biscuit and handing it to the Munchlax.
Munchlax tossed it into its mouth, chewed twice, and its eyes instantly lit up.
It shared the Normal type with Happiny, so if Happiny liked the food, there was a good chance Munchlax would too, barring any significant difference in personal taste.
"Munch~"
Munchlax immediately hugged Thatch's leg, clearly intending to cling to him.
"Hey, what are you doing, acting all spoiled."
Thatch tried to shake his leg free but couldn't!
His strength was suppressed, and he couldn't handle the weight and strength of Munchlax. At this moment, Thatch truly understood how powerful Pokémon could be to those weaker than themselves.
Remember, this Munchlax was just over a month old, a lazy creature that, until now, did little more than eat and sleep.
"That, guest, according to our leader, Munchlax might have taken a liking to you."
The nearby guide explained.
"Ha? I'm not getting married."
"?"
Slap!
"Baka!"
Newgate couldn't help it; he slapped Thatch on the back of his neck. If his strength hadn't been suppressed, Thatch would have been laid flat on the ground from the hit.
"He obviously wants you to be his trainer, idiot."
Marco rolled his eyes at Thatch, perplexed at how such a simpleton had managed to earn the favor of a Pokémon.
"Is that so? Do you want to go with me?"
Thatch laughed upon hearing this, thinking it wouldn't be bad to have a little glutton Pokémon by his side to help him taste test his food creations.
After all, the taste preferences between humans and Pokémon could be quite different.
"Munch~"
Munchlax nodded without hesitation.
"Alright, alright, let's go!"
Thatch wasted no time, pulling Munchlax along as they continued forward, leaving the other Whitebeard Pirates speechless.
Then came Mihawk.
Silently, he walked on until they reached the grand tournament venue.
And then, the world's first batch of Pokémon trainers arrived.
"Feeling it?"
Sengoku had just entered this world, and his first action wasn't to focus on the affairs of this world, but rather to look to his side at Karp and Zephyr.
"Same as in the Hatchery, it suppresses a person's strength to the range of an ordinary person."
Zephyr had also noticed this and was carefully observing the surroundings.
Clearly.
"Quack!"
Just then, Garp suddenly made a sound like a duck's quack. Everyone turned to see Garp's mouth wide open, a long stream of snot flowing out.
"What are you doing?!"
Sengoku had had enough of his antics, unsure what Karp was up to this time.
"This place is simply wonderful. If I could spend my free time lying here in the sun, eating senbei, and watching Luffy and the others play, it would be the perfect vacation life!"
Garp shook his head, his saliva nearly dripping, already reveling in the prospect of such a life, "Sengoku! I'm resigning! I'm going to live here from now on."
"Idiot! Stop talking nonsense! This is the Mystery Hatchery House's territory, how could they possibly let you stay here forever!"
Sengoku clenched his fists, barely holding back from punching Garp.
But admittedly, he might not be able to beat Karp right now.
"Mr. Garp's idea isn't bad at all. After I retire, I might consider it too, try to buy a permanent residence here from manager Dak. Given his way of doing things, as long as there's enough Belly, it shouldn't be difficult to buy such rights."
Kuzan deeply agreed with Garp's idea.
If everyone from the pirate world came to such a place, where the gap in strength wasn't so vast, the world would surely become much more peaceful.
Such a world was too wonderful to even imagine.
"What if this Mystery Hatchery House takes this opportunity to take us out? Right now, we don't have the strength to fight back."
Sakazuki was somewhat wary, looking at the nearby guides and the Pokémon on the ground.
At this point, he might not even be able to beat the seemingly harmless Pokémon lying around.
How could he feel at ease under such circumstances?
"I think there's no need to worry that much. A power capable of creating such a place probably no longer harbors any designs against us in the Navy."
Borsalino saw things more clearly than Sakazuki.
As the most level-headed of the three admirals, if anything was amiss, he would have been the first to run, not still casually strolling on this grassland.
"That's right, so far, everything the Hatchery has done involves money and Pokémon, they have no need to take us out, and Dak's attitude seems to lean more towards justice."
Tsuru agreed with Borsalino's view.
This time, the Navy's doves and neutrals were on the same page.
"The power of Pokémon hasn't been weakened, if we want to ensure our safety in this world, we'll have to rely on our Pokémon partners. Clearly, this world crafted by the Hatchery is meant to elevate Pokémon's status in the hearts of their trainers, their talk of creating a Pokémon era wasn't just for show."
Whiskers stroked his beard, watching the Pokémon at the back of the group voice his opinion.
With the Navy's strength suddenly diminished, some were unable to control their energetic Pokémon.
Like that Tauros, who, seeing the prairie, couldn't help but start sprinting, his trainer hanging on his back still unable to restrain him.
It was only with the help of other Navy members and Pokémon that they managed to calm Tauros down.
"Hard to imagine what this world will turn into, but based on the current situation..."
Sengoku looked down at the grass beneath his feet, tiptoeing slightly.
"Ah, I understand what you mean. When people's strengths are similar, many considerations arise in their minds, making them hesitant to act rashly, even someone like Sakazuki wouldn't just strike at a pirate in this world."
Zephyr murmured beside Sengoku, only those close like Tsuru and Garp able to hear their conversation.
"That way, this world would become much more peaceful. Those villains without the aid of Pokémon couldn't achieve much, and someone like Dak wouldn't hand Pokémon over to a bunch of reckless villains."
Tsuru's thoughts also quickened, having known her old friends for so many years, how could she not understand the intentions of Sengoku and Zephyr?
Even the usually dopey Garp was silent at this time, his eyes flickering with an indescribable light.
(End of Chapter)