Chapter 1: Whitebeard

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In a village on an island in the East Blue, a middle-aged man was resting in his house.

"Larsson! Larson!"

Urgent shouts echoed from outside. The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed a long sword, and rushed out.

He opened the door and saw his neighbor's aunt calling him from the yard.

Noticing the anxious expression on her face, Larson grew serious. "Auntie, are pirates coming?"

"No pirates, no pirates," the aunt replied. "There was a man driving a small boat who just parked on the shore and shouted your name. I think he seemed to be looking for you, so I came here to tell you."

"Come for me?"

Larson paused for a moment before suddenly recalling something. He exclaimed excitedly, "Is that man tall and does he have a white beard?"

"He is quite big, but I was standing far away, so I couldn't see if he had a beard," the aunt said worriedly. "I don't think he seemed like a good person. Is he here to seek revenge on you?"

Larson chuckled hoarsely. "He's a friend of mine, not a bad person."

"That's a relief," the aunt sighed. "I'm glad to hear that."

Larson replied, "Auntie, I'll go over first."

The aunt suddenly thought of something. "By the way, your uncle caught a big fish today, and I can't finish it with him. You can come over for dinner tonight."

Larson smiled and nodded. "Yes."

With that, he walked toward the seaside while the aunt continued to shout after him, "You must come tonight!"

...

Before reaching the beach, Larson spotted a strong figure standing on the shoreline.

Although he was far away, the overwhelming presence of the man felt as heavy as a boulder.

The man noticed Larson at that moment and waved to him excitedly. "Brother, I'm here to pick you up!"

As Larson got closer, he could see the man's features more clearly.

The man standing on the coastline was over six meters tall, with long blond hair and a naginata in his hand. The most striking feature was his half-moon-shaped white beard.

Edward Newgate. Yes, the man in front of him was Whitebeard, known as the strongest man!

However, this Whitebeard looked different from the one portrayed in the world of One Piece; he appeared much younger.

As Whitebeard approached, Larson's excitement grew.

He waved his arms excitedly and called out, "Newgate, you made me wait for so long!"

Looking at the completely different Whitebeard before him, Larson couldn't help but feel how quickly time had flown by!

More than 20 years had passed since he entered this world.

Larson was not an original inhabitant of this world; he hailed from a place called Earth.

At the age of 20, he arrived in the world of One Piece due to an accident. When he first came here, he was only eight years old.

But he did not come alone. A system accompanied him to this world. Although he hadn't gone far from home over the years, with the help of the system, he transformed from an ordinary person into someone capable of working alongside the top masters of the pirate world.

This transformation happened when he was 15, after he accidentally saved the seriously injured Whitebeard, who was just 20 years old at the time.

Whitebeard had been on the run, cornered by enemies, when Larson rescued him from the pirates. It was during this time that he and Whitebeard met.

Whitebeard stayed on the island for three months to recover, and during that time, Larson and he developed a deep friendship. At the time, Whitebeard was just a small crew member of the Rocks Pirates.

After three months of recovery, as Whitebeard prepared to leave, he invited Larson to join the Rocks Pirates.

The Rocks Pirates were arguably the strongest pirate crew at that time, but Larson understood the ultimate fate of this crew and respectfully declined Whitebeard's offer.

However, as they parted, they made an agreement: if Whitebeard ever left the Rocks Pirates to form his own crew, Larson would definitely join him.

In the blink of an eye, 17 years had passed since that agreement was made.

Last year, news spread through newspapers around the world that the Rocks Pirates had been defeated by the Roger Pirates and Marine Garp.

From that moment on, Larson knew Whitebeard would come looking for him, and he waited a whole year for that.

Now, looking at Whitebeard, Larson noted that while the man had changed in appearance over the years, his blond hair and iconic beard remained unchanged.

Larson and Whitebeard stopped in their tracks, standing 20 meters apart.

From 20 meters away, Edward Newgate's mountain-like figure exuded a fierce pressure that enveloped Larson.

Whitebeard grinned, spinning the massive naginata in his hand. "Brother, let me see if your strength has declined!"

Larson smiled lightly in response. "Let me see how strong you've become in these past ten years."

Before he could finish his sentence, Larson's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and three magatama around his pupils slowly rotated.

Three hook jade Sharingan!

These were clearly the eyes of the Uchiha clan from Naruto.

When discussing this eye, one must mention Larson's system.

Larson's system, called the Basic Exercise System, rewarded him with improvements to his physical abilities as long as he completed his daily training regimen set by the system.

How basic was this training?

Complete a hundred push-ups, a hundred sit-ups, a hundred squats, and run around the island every day.

Does that training regimen sound familiar?

When Larson first started, he feared he might suddenly become bald one day from all the physical exertion.

He received this Sharingan when he was nine years old, having just completed a year of training.

Since then, every time he completed his basic training, he would see partial improvements in his Sharingan. It took him five years to progress from the first magatama to the second, and another seven years to gain the third magatama!

Whitebeard noticed Larson's three magatama Sharingan and muttered to himself, "Three magatama—one more than when he saved me."

Larson was 15 years old when he first met Whitebeard, and at that time, he only possessed two magatama.

Whitebeard was deeply impressed by Larson's eyes, remembering how he had seen Larson use them to navigate through hordes of pirates, killing countless foes and ultimately saving him.

However, Larson had been quite weak back then, and today, those eyes, which once seemed very powerful, were nothing more than that to Whitebeard.