Blowing Usopp's Head Off

Tang An, just a few steps into his walk, stopped again.

"Auntie, do you have anyone named Zoro, Nami, or Usopp in your village?"

He didn't mention Sanji's name because Sanji could be on some isolated island or at the Baratie on the sea.

"I haven't heard of Zoro and Nami, but we have a Usopp here. However, he's just a kid who loves to lie since his mother passed away."

"Auntie, I was saved by yasopp once. Can you tell me where Usopp lives? I promised Yasopp that I would visit him when I had the chance."

Tang An smiled gently, surprising the woman.

"Oh, so that's how you know Usopp! It's because of that man who abandoned his wife and child, yasopp!"

"Just follow this road. At the third fork, you'll see a path going uphill. Walk for about five minutes, and you'll find a house."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Tang An thanked her again and left.

Following the auntie's directions, Tang An reached the third fork, took the uphill path, and after about five minutes, found a run-down house.

Poverty emanated from both inside and outside.

"Knock, knock!"

Tang An knocked on the door.

"Who are you?"

The rickety door opened, revealing a six or seven-year-old boy with a prominent long nose.

"Are you Usopp? Is your father Yasopp?"

Tang An smiled, although he had guessed this was Usopp, he wanted to make sure.

"How do you know my father?"

Usopp's eyes lit up.

But instead of an answer, a dark barrel greeted Usopp, accompanied by brain matter and blood. Fear filled Usopp's eyes.

"Let's go!"

Tang An didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Without even glancing at Usopp lying in a pool of blood, he turned and walked away.

Activating the screen, it displayed the message: [Usopp, an important supporting character has been killed.]

Behind him, Raphael shuddered, watching the scene of brains and blood in the room. He couldn't understand why Tang An did it. Wasn't he acquainted with the boy's father?

Not even four sentences were exchanged before shooting him in the head.

And he was just a child.

This level of ruthlessness surpassed Bluejam pirates.

"So soon? Usopp isn't home?"

Passing by the vegetable garden again, the women wiping sweat were surprised to see Tang An and Raphael returning.

"We've seen him. Thanks, Auntie, for showing us the way."

Tang An continued to smile and left as he came.

"Really strange."

Watching Tang An and Raphael leave, the woman muttered, then continued with her work.

Not long after, the pirate ship set sail again.

From arriving on the island to leaving after dealing with Usopp, not even an hour had passed.

The action was swift, like flowing clouds and water, ruthless and efficient.

This was a heartless person devoid of emotions.

[Successfully hunted down the crucial supporting character, Usopp. Depending on the situation, dice rolls will be rewarded. Congratulations, you get three chances, and your luck increases by +1.]

Reading the instructions on the screen, it's no different from killing Portgas D. Ace, just a name change.

Tang An effortlessly starts rolling the dice, and the model plane jumps three spaces when the dice show three. He doesn't use his luck.

The familiar glow disappears, and an item appears in front of Tang An, accompanied by an explanation.

[A bottle of expired Laoganma.]

Tang An's face turns pale. He has nothing to say about getting a bottle of Laoganma, considering he had gone from mid-stage cancer to late-stage cancer. But what the heck does 'expired' mean?

"Phew..."

His heavy breathing gradually steadies; he regains composure.

On the second dice roll, the plane jumps four spaces. Tang An frowns but still doesn't use his luck.

The familiar glow disappears again, and Tang An's breath intensifies.

[The Nine Yin Manual

Explanation: To practice divine arts, use a knife for self-castration... Understandable in any world.]

Damn.

Tang An can't help but react. Moving on quickly, he rolls the dice and gets a five. The plane roars over five spaces.

[Do you want to use your luck]

With the use of luck, the glow flickers. Tang An's originally grim face suddenly returns to normal, now with a hint of excitement.

[One of the Six Rokushiki - Shave

Explanation: One of the six Rokushiki in One Piece. In an instant (0.36 seconds), rapidly stamp the ground dozens of times to generate explosive reactive force for high-speed movement.]

[Do you want to learn]

"yes, learn it!"

Another skill reward, and it's Shave, one of the Six Rokushiki in One Piece. Tang An knows the power of these six skills, especially Shave. It's unparalleled for both offence and escape, almost like teleportation.

The familiar epileptic seizure starts, the last shudder, and knowledge and skills about Shave appear in Tang An's mind.

As the exhilarating hormones gradually fade, Tang An's face falls.

Like basic military combat techniques, one still needs to practice step by step; it's not an instant mastery.

This cheat, just as useless as ever, doesn't even provide a shortcut.

Why not directly achieve mastery in Rokushiki?

Why must he endure such hardship?

In the past two days, just practising military combat techniques, doing various push-ups, sit-ups, and more, has left Tang An half-dead tired. And now, adding Shave to the mix, can't he catch a break?

It's as if the sweat and blood continue to flow, the only benefit being the acquisition of the manual.

"It seems mastering destiny isn't that simple."

Tang An isn't scared. Compared to the last life where even effort was futile, at least in this life, effort brings rewards. Tang An, who has experienced suicide, isn't afraid of shedding blood or sweat.

As he stares at the screen, he assesses everything laid out. So far, he has rolled the dice ten times. A Type 92 pistol with ten bullets, one used. Mid-stage cancer progressed to late-stage. 60ml sold for berries. Online poker advertisement. Skill type: Basic military combat technique. Random time travel +1. A copy of "film: War Horse." A bottle of expired Laoganma. Skill type: The Nine Yin Manual. Rokushiki: Shave.

In summary, it's a mix of good and bad, and he can't quite grasp the pattern of this golden finger. It seems that the blank spaces hold surprises, whether expected or not. Relying on rolling the dice once a natural month may not lead him to life's peak.

The chances of getting something good are too low. Only by completing continuous tasks, hunting the Sons of Destiny, fate villains, time travellers, reincarnators, important characters, or supporting antagonists, can he possibly reach the peak or become stronger.

It's a shortcut, but Tang An wonders about the safety of his golden finger, having tested it many times. Unfortunately, it seems as dead as a flight Ludo mini-game, simple and understandable. Regardless of the danger, he must keep a cautious eye. Perhaps practising those skills with blood, sweat, and tears isn't a bad thing. Just in case the golden finger has issues or leaves him, he won't be left with nothing. Thinking this way, the previous bad luck seems to have disappeared.