One Piece: Power-Power Fruit

Chapter 289 Landing on Proshurst Island

Chapter 289: Landing on Prosule Island

The island where the Kingdom of Soderle is located is called Proshurr Island. The entire island is concave, and the inland lake formed in the middle of the island successfully divides the island into two parts.

The right half is mostly covered by mountains and forests, with a small portion of plains where a few small villages are nestled, their houses dilapidated and their inhabitants impoverished.

The left half of the island, compared to the desolate right half, appears much more prosperous, as most of the land on the left is composed of plains, dotted with towns of varying sizes.

As for the royal palace of the Kingdom of Sodler, it stands on the left side near the inland lake, a location that allows it to enjoy the prosperity of the left side while suppressing the commoners on the right.

At this moment, Mu Chong and his group landed at the port of the small town on the left.

"Tsk tsk tsk! At this time, someone still dares to land on Prosule Island?"

"Sigh! He's obviously someone who doesn't know the situation."

Should we go up and remind them?

"Hey! You bastard! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you! Go! Go!"

Just as Mu Chong and his group appeared on the town's streets, they heard a group of people whispering together at the entrance of a nearby alley.

When they noticed the gazes directed at them by Mu Chong and the others, two of them quickly pulled and tugged away from the group, while the others continued chatting and laughing.

"Captain! Should I go...?"

Bartolomeo, a former gang leader, took a few steps forward and pointed to the two departing passersby, saying...

"Hehehe! Ignore them! Barto! I'm not someone who can't stand a few words! Let's find a place to drink and eat first, then we can all go about our own business!"

Mu Chong casually waved his hand, rejecting Bartolomeo's idea, completely disregarding the two men, and continued walking forward on his own.

"Captain! Something seems off about this town."

At this moment, Hill Bott, who was walking behind, suddenly spoke up.

"Oh? Is something wrong?"

Mu Chong became interested upon hearing this, and with a slight raise of his eyebrows, he asked a question. The others nearby, hearing the voice, also kept turning their heads to observe their surroundings.

"Captain, look! Judging from the exterior of the buildings on both sides of this street, each one must have cost a fortune to build. In that case, this town must be quite wealthy!"

Hill Bot pointed to the buildings lining both sides of the street and slowly began to express his thoughts.

"However, since we entered this street, it has been visibly desolate. There isn't even a decent shop on either side of the street, and every passerby looks like they are in a hurry! So, I always feel that something is wrong with this town!"

As Hill Bott's voice faded, the others nodded in agreement. Upon closer examination, they all realized it was indeed as he had said—strangeness lurked in every detail.

"Hmph! What else is there to say? It must be caused by the cruelty and inhumanity of the king here!"

Baku suddenly spoke up, his tone slightly angry, but his expression didn't seem to care much.

Tap! Tap! Tap...

As Mu Chong and the others walked forward, discussing amongst themselves, a group of men suddenly emerged from the opposite street corner of the town. They were all armed with guns and clubs, and were currently driving away a fat man covered in wounds.

"Hiss! Run! Run! It's the King's personal guard!"

"My God! That guy's still not dead? How many times has this happened...?"

"Sigh! I always end up badly injured like this, it's such suffering, why bother?"

When the group of people appeared at the street corner, the surrounding pedestrians and scattered vendors immediately tensed up. Some even turned and ran away, and the vendors hurriedly began to pack up their goods.

But there were still onlookers, pressed tightly against the wall, quietly pointing at the badly injured man on the ground and whispering among themselves.

Bang! Bang...

"Hmph! They deserve to die! Everyone listen up! This is what happens when you force your way into the palace. Anyone who dares to disrespect His Majesty the King deserves to die!"

The captain of the personal guard kicked the fat man lying on the ground hard, then pointed at him and shouted loudly before leading the rest of the guard away with a disdainful look.

However, the captain of the personal guard who turned to leave glanced at Mu Chong and the others, his eyes flickering slightly, but he did nothing.

"Sigh! Let's go, there's nothing to see..."

"Ugh!"

Watching the departing guards, the surrounding onlookers shook their heads and sighed, but not a single person stepped forward to check on the injuries of the obese man on the ground.

Boom!Boom!thump...

Just then, a group of teenagers suddenly ran out from a narrow alley and swarmed towards the man on the ground.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the group of teenagers used all their strength to lift the obese man off the street and quickly disappear from everyone's sight.

"This……"

Mu Chong and the others watched this scene with great curiosity, each of them wearing a face full of question marks, but no one offered them an explanation.

"Hehehe! An interesting fellow!"

Mu Chong's gaze remained fixed on the direction where the group of teenagers had disappeared, his eyes gleaming brightly. After muttering to himself softly, he continued walking forward.

creak!

"Oh! Welcome! Please come in! Please come in!"

After walking for a while, Mu Chong and his group arrived at a restaurant that was still open. As soon as they entered, they were warmly welcomed by the owner.

The restaurant was clean and tidy, and the decor looked quite luxurious. However, although it was only a little past noon, there weren't many customers.

The restaurant owner looked quite old, with gray hair at his temples, but he was still diligently serving Mu Chong and his group.

"Everyone! What would you like to eat?"

After Mu Chong and the others sat down, the boss stood beside them with his hands at his sides, a smile plastered on his face.

boom!boom!

"Hey! No need to ask any more questions! Bring out all the good food and drinks you have in your shop, make enough for a hundred people first. Remember, make it well, or you won't pay!"

No sooner had the boss finished speaking than Bartolomeo slammed his hand on the table twice, then spoke first with a brash, thuggish manner.

"Huh?? One...one hundred copies??"

Bartolomeo's words not only startled the owner, but even the diners nearby turned to look, their faces filled with surprise.

boom!

"Huh? What? What I said was... Ouch! Brother Slad, why did you kick me?"

Just as Bartolomeo was about to speak again, he was kicked by Slade next to him before he could finish his sentence.

"Idiot! Barto! If you slam your fist on the table again, go eat by yourself over there!"

"Pfft! Hahahaha!!"

"Hmph! Serves you right!"

Everyone burst into laughter at the sight of the pitiful-looking Bartolomeo. Even Caroline, who rarely spoke, remarked that he deserved it.

"Hey! Boss! Just do as he says! Don't worry! We won't waste any food! But remember to make it taste good!"

Hill Bot slowly stood up, gently patted his boss's shoulder, and began to speak slowly.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"