hotmtlnovel Chapter 152 Food Guide
Chapter 152 Food Guide
Chapter 152 Food Guide
The sunset cast a golden glow on his dark figure, and the sea breeze rustled the hem of his coat.
"Plan changed."
Kuroro's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to every corner of the deck, carrying an undeniable authority.
A chilling calm.
"Our goal remains the supernova."
But before that, we need to give thanks to this beautiful bubble archipelago, and to the descendants of those high and mighty gods—
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the dreamlike halo below before finally settling on the center of the island, in the direction of the most luxurious yet most filthy area—the palace and auction house where the Heavenly Dragons resided.
"—Present them a gift they will remember for a lifetime."
"Let the world remember the name 'Phantom Troupe' in a more—loudering way."
The deck was silent, with only the faint sound of bubbles bursting coming from below.
Then, Uvogin grinned wildly, Nobunaga gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, Phinks's sneer widened, Feitan's golden pupils shrank to dangerous pinpoints, and in the eyes of Machi, Shizuku, Bonney, Robin, and Nami—a different color, yet equally intense flame, ignited.
The Black Whale began to adjust its posture, like a real deep-sea whale, silently and resolutely sinking towards the islands shrouded in bubbles and twilight, about to be ignited.
"Uvogin, Nobunaga, Phinks, Feitan," Kuroro's gaze swept over the four combatants who were already eager to fight, "Areas 1 to 29, the lawless zone."
Your goal is to create chaos, but remember, controlled chaos.
To draw the attention of the navy and other forces, and to ascertain the island's defensive capabilities and reaction speed.
Avoid the Celestial Dragons' direct guard and naval officers of the rank of admiral or colonel for the time being, unless they provoke you.
Free time to explore. Meet at Soap Bubble Park in Area 30 before evening to share information.
"clear!"
Uvogin let out an excited growl, Nobunaga nodded, Phinks rubbed his hands together, and Feitan let out a soft, ambiguous hum.
Like wild beasts released from their cages, the four men leaped from different parts of the Black Whale almost simultaneously.
"The rest of you," Kuroro said, looking at Machi, Robin, Nami, Shizuku, and Bonney, "follow me. Our destination is areas 50 to 59, the Coating Craftsmen's Street."
Upon hearing this, Bonnie immediately raised her hand in protest: "Huh?! Kuroro! Didn't you say I was going to eat something?!"
There are definitely more delicious black market food options over there from the 1st to the 29th!
She stared longingly in the direction where Uvogin and the others had disappeared, as if she could smell the aroma of roasted meat and fine wine.
Kuroro glanced at her indifferently: "Follow me. After we finish our business, you can choose any food you like on the island."
Now, we need to find craftsmen who can handle the Blackwhale.
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the area below, which was filled with countless large and small docks and oddly shaped workshops, his mind rapidly filtering through the known information.
"If there is anyone on this archipelago who could possibly perform a perfect coating on such a massive and uniquely structured Black Whale, then there is probably only one person."
"Silbaz Rayleigh," Kuroro said, "the right hand of Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, a legendary figure."
According to reliable intelligence, he is living in seclusion in the Sabaody Archipelago, disguised as a coating craftsman.
Finding him is the key to our trip.
Machi nodded slightly, indicating that she had no objection.
Xiao Di adjusted her glasses and asked, "Captain, we find him, and then what? What if he doesn't agree?"
Kuroro's lips curled slightly: "He will agree." His tone was calm, yet it exuded an undeniable confidence.
"Now, let's go."
Instead of jumping directly off, he walked toward an inconspicuous hatch on the side of the Blackwhale, which led to a small, streamlined black assault boat.
The crowd filed in.
The assault boat silently detached from the mothership, its stern spewing out a faint stream of air as it nimbly weaved through the floating bubbles, avoiding the main channels and busy areas, and quietly glided toward Area 50.
Along the way, the unique landscape of the Sabaody Archipelago unfolds before your eyes.
Giant bubble cable cars glide between the trees, carrying screaming tourists;
The bubble Ferris wheel slowly rotates;
Some people are riding specially made bubble bicycles at low altitudes;
There were even makeshift houses wrapped in giant bubbles floating in mid-air.
But everywhere you look, you see people dressed as pirates gathering and making a ruckus, ragged slaves wearing collars being driven away, and bounty hunters in cloaks scanning their surroundings warily.
Fantasy and sin intertwine nakedly here.
The assault boat landed in a relatively quiet forest clearing near the edge of Area 50.
Kuroro stepped out first, his black coat appearing exceptionally serene in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves.
"They split up to inquire about Xia Qi's 'knock-off bar',"
He instructed, "Rayleigh often hangs out there."
Machi and Robin were in one group, Nami and Shizuku were in another, and Bonnie and I were in the third.
Maintain contact, remain discreet, and avoid unnecessary conflict.
"Return here to assemble within one hour, regardless of whether there is any news."
Machi and Robin nodded, and the two women, each with a distinct personality, quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street.
Although Nami was a little nervous, with Shizuku by her side, she mustered up her courage and pulled Shizuku away in another direction.
"Let's go, food guide," Kuroro said to Bonnie beside him, his tone slightly teasing. "And while you're at it, keep an eye out for information about the tavern."
Bonnie pouted, but remembering the feast Kuroro had promised, she perked up, tossed her long pink hair, and twitched her nose like a little animal: "Hmph, looking for a tavern? No problem!"
In places like these, the food in the taverns is often the most authentic; I can find it just by the smell!
She wasn't entirely exaggerating when she said that.
Bonnie is a "big eater" with an extraordinary obsession with food, and her ability to track the scent of food can almost be considered a special talent.
She stopped complaining and instead walked ahead with great enthusiasm, her sharp eyes scanning every sign on the street, her nose twitching occasionally as she filtered the complex smells in the air:
Wood, resin, sea odor, sweat, spices — and the aromas of food and wine.
Kuroro followed behind her at a leisurely pace, seemingly casually observing the surrounding environment.
The area around the coating artisans' street is slightly better ordered than the lawless zone, but it is still a mixed bag of people.
The clanging and hammering sounds emanated from various workshops, and the air was filled with the smells of resin, paint, and metal.
The greasy-looking craftsmen talked loudly, haggling over prices;
The pirate captains pointed at the blueprints of their battered ships;
There were also some suspicious-looking guys making a deal in the alleyway.
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