Chapter 209: Mission Assignment

'Why do these goofy players always gather at the docks?'

Even though the items they sell are bizarre, their advertising lines are quite impressive, much better than that abalone seller at the Flower Country docks.

Adrian looked at the player hawking toilet paper, whose ID was displayed as "Nan Riri."

"Something about that ID seems off..."

At that moment, the player named Nan Riri, who had been loudly peddling toilet paper, noticed his "potential customer" who was secretly observing him.

His handsome face was partially hidden by yellow, semi-transparent sunglasses, making it hard to see his full face. However, his outfit—a lake-green plaid suit jacket, dark brown trousers, and orange-brown casual leather shoes—immediately marked him as a wealthy and stylish individual.

With an exaggeratedly enthusiastic smile, Nan Riri approached this rich and handsome man. As a basic player instinct, Nan Riri cast a detection spell.

[Based on your level and attributes, you obtain the following information:]

[?—Wealthy Handsome Man] (Yellow Name)

[Level: ?]

[Attributes: ?]

[??]

[Danger Level: Extremely Fatal!]

The notification panel sent a shiver down Nan Riri's spine. Since reaching the level 20 cap, he rarely encountered NPCs marked as "Extremely Fatal."

Unlike other players, Nan Riri was a lucky 'Emperor' who had consumed a Devil Fruit! Despite the complex feelings from experiencing the taste that surpasses feces, the fruit's power made him a rare ability user across the Four Seas.

His Devil Fruit, the Paramecia-type Roll Roll Fruit, was why he enthusiastically sold toilet paper—to gain experience and skill proficiency!

"Another 'Extremely Fatal'... I wonder how this compares to 'Greatly Deadly'... But no, 'Greatly Deadly' can be compared to a silver-gun-headed pretty boy like this!"

Despite his inner disdain (jealousy) for the wealthy and handsome man, Nan Riri enthusiastically approached.

"Sir, would you like to buy some toilet paper? My handmade paper is the cleanest, softest, and most comfortable on Otefi Island, ensuring an extraordinary bathroom experience!"

Adrian's mouth twitched at the skilled sales pitch. He scrutinized the goofy toilet paper seller and suddenly asked, "Are you a member of the Razor Gang?"

"Yes!" Nan Riri nodded, then suddenly realized, "Sir, are you looking to join the Razor Gang?"

Before Adrian could respond, Nan Riri continued his pitch, "In that case, sir, you can't miss out on this soft and comfortable toilet paper—it's the best gift on the island!"

After finishing, Nan Riri suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger and stabbed his own abdomen. Strangely, no blood flowed from the wound, which appeared more like a paper cut. White rolls of toilet paper began emerging from his abdomen, which he stacked in front of him. His face contorted from a warm smile to a twisted grimace.

"Ah, it feels so good to get this stuff out of my stomach—"

"Interesting, a rare Devil Fruit user?" Adrian was surprised that such a lucky player existed at this stage, akin to winning the lottery in real life.

"The scene is too bizarre. Hasn't Tommy banned you from selling toilet paper at the docks?"

Nan Riri was momentarily stunned.

"Wait, Tommy?!" Nan Riri looked at Adrian in surprise. "You know our boss?"

"Somewhat. Haven't seen him in over a year." Adrian stroked his chin. After introducing Tommy to the Donquixote family at North Blue's Sreed Island, he hadn't been involved with the Razor Gang, only occasionally contacting Tommy via Den Den Mushi to get updates on West Blue.

"Anyway, toilet paper guy, your ability is interesting. It combines human enhancement and object creation, though it's probably weak in combat."

Leaving these words, Adrian's figure vanished like a mirage.

Nan Riri's eyes widened, looking around.

"Big… Big Trouble!"

...

Moments later.

In the central building of the Razor Gang on Otefi Island, Tommy Shelby, now a mature gang leader, was quickly handling internal affairs for Shelby Company and the Razor Gang. The office was silent, except for the sound of a pen scratching on soft paper.

"Tommy..."

A sudden voice broke the silence. Tommy's pupils shrank, and his right fist clenched, causing the luxurious black pen to crack, with dark red liquid seeping from the cracks. It seemed the pen might explode in the next second.

Tommy Shelby, a Paramecia-type Pop-Pop Fruit user!

Adrian nodded approvingly. "Long time no see,."

"It's you, sir!" Tommy instantly deactivated his fruit ability, stood up from his chair, and the black pen returned to normal.

"When did you return?"

"I just got back from the Grand Line," Adrian briefly explained, then said, "I have a mission for you."

Tommy nodded respectfully. He knew his current status was largely due to Adrian's generosity, so he wouldn't refuse his requests.

"From now on, gather all the 'undying wanderers' in the Razor Gang. I need their help!"

"No problem, sir!"

Meanwhile, all players affiliated with the Razor Gang received a new task notification on their mission panels.

[You have triggered an A-Rank chain mission: Razor Gang's Summon!]

[Mission Brief: "First, don't inquire about others' Identities; second, don't deviate from your own Identity; third, don't expose the identity of wanderers."]

[Mission Hint: By order of the Peaky Blinders!]

[First Mission: Gather at the Razor Gang's central building!]

[First Reward: 20,000 experience points!]

Exclamations erupted across Otefi Island.

"Holy crap! An A-Rank chain mission!"

"Just for gathering, we get 20,000 XP. Imagine the rewards later!"

"Are we going to war with another gang? Razor Gang, hell yeah!"

Hundreds of players swarmed towards their base, eager to embark on the mission!