Shanks took out his prized wine, poured a glass for everyone, "Come! Let's have a book club! Let's see how many secrets this 'author' knows!"
Then....
"Hey, hey, you're kidding, right?"
Yasopp snatched the phone from Lucky Roux, his fingers trembling as he scrolled through the pages, "The line I said to Luffy back then, 'The Pirate flag is calling you', even the interjection is exactly the same!"
His sniper scope reflected the dense text, "This author couldn't have been crouching under the bar back then, could he?!"
The cigarette Benn Beckman was holding suddenly broke in two. Even as calm as he was, he rarely showed a look of shock at this moment:
"What's even more outrageous is this—" He pointed at the description of the mountain bandit Higuma splashing wine, "It even wrote down what the Captain said after being drenched with wine, 'It was just wine spilled on me'..."
The atmosphere fell silent again,
All the Red Hair Pirates' officers looked at each other, seeing the same shock in each other's eyes. This was no longer ordinary intelligence leakage; it was as if someone had followed them with a camera the entire time!
"Wait!" Yasopp suddenly jumped up, "That Straw Hat is Captain Roger's..."
"Shut up!" Shanks and Benn Beckman shouted simultaneously.
Cold sweat seeped from Shanks's forehead.
The book's hint about the Straw Hat's origin was precisely the secret he least wanted people to know.
And now, this secret was spreading globally with over a hundred thousand reads per day.
Lucky Roux forgot to continue eating the half-eaten meat leg: "Captain, if the World Government sees this..."
"It's probably too late," Benn Beckman frowned, looking bitterly at Shanks, "Now the whole world knows you lost an arm in the East Blue and were still Silly Joy (happily foolish) about it."
Shanks suddenly burst into laughter, but there was a hint of relief in his laughter: "Interesting! Too interesting!"
"Benn Beckman..." Shanks's voice suddenly became serious, "Contact Morgans." A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, "Since things have come to this, why don't we preemptively open an official account?"
Yasopp muttered beside him, "Should we also livestream an explanation of the mountain bandit incident? The fans are all clamoring for a sequel..."
His response was a precise slipper attack.
Meanwhile, in a corner of the New World, Buggy was looking at the chapter describing how he was "entrapment (entrapment - harmed/tricked) by Red Hair", his red nose crooked with anger: "That bastard Shanks! So all of my unlucky life was cursed by him!"
He angrily smashed his phone, but found it futile; the phone didn't budge, "Minions! Prepare the ship! I'm going to demand an explanation!"
....
Marineford · Marshal's Office
The teacup in Sengoku's hand shattered with a "crack", tea splashing everywhere and soaking the floor, but he didn't notice, his eyes fixed on the 'One Piece' novel on his phone screen, his pupils contracting violently.
"This is impossible..." His voice rarely carried a hint of trembling, "Ace's lineage... the riot in the underwater great prison... even Sakazuki's decision at the execution platform..."
On the office walls, the portraits of past Fleet Admirals seemed to be staring at this "book of prophecy."
Sengoku's fingers scrolled through the "Marineford War" chapter. When he saw the book describe him transforming into his Great Buddha form to confront Whitebeard, his temples throbbed—these details were exactly like experiencing it firsthand at the scene. How could anyone describe it so thoroughly!
"Garp!!!"
A roar shook the entire building. Garp, who was secretly eating senbei next door, walked in scratching his nose: "What is it, Sengoku? This old man's afternoon tea time..."
"You still have time to eat!" Sengoku slammed the phone onto the desk, the screen showing the chapter "Monkey D. Luffy Ramps Through Impel Down", "Look at the good deeds your grandson has done! Leading a group of criminals to escape, and even releasing the Level 6 heavy offenders! If this were true... executing your grandson a hundred times wouldn't be enough!"
Garp leaned in towards the screen and suddenly burst into hearty laughter: "Puhahaha! As expected of my grandson!" He pointed at the description of Luffy knocking Magellan flying with a punch in the book, "That kid's punch has the style of me back then!"
Sengoku's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Do you know what this means?! If what the book says is true, that Ace is really Roger's son, and you've been hiding it..."
"But that didn't happen~" Garp grabbed a piece of senbei nonchalantly, "Thanks to that kid Ron for messing things up." His eyes suddenly deepened for a moment, "However... some of the other things written in the book are quite concerning."
The two looked at each other in silence, then simultaneously looked at the passage about "Akainu killing Ace" in the book.
The air in the office instantly froze.
"Sakazuki, he..." Sengoku slowly took off his glasses, "Would he really do that?"
Garp's smiling face disappeared for the first time, his fists unconsciously clenching: "If it's that madman who insists on 'Absolute Justice'... perhaps he would do that, but this old man doesn't know what he would do."
Sengoku snorted: "You don't know what you would do? The book says you made me hold you down, otherwise you would have killed Akainu."
Garp: "...."
After a moment of silence, Garp sighed and looked at Sengoku,
"Sengoku, if something like that really happens, you must not stop me. I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life."
"You!!!" A vein popped on Sengoku's forehead. He glared fiercely at Garp but said nothing, "Anyway, that matter is in the past. Now it's about your grandson!"
"....."
Suddenly, Sengoku's dedicated Den Den Mushi rang.
An urgent communication from the Science Unit came: "Marshal! Testing shows that the confidential information described in the 'One Piece' novel, such as the Devil Fruit encyclopedia and the Navy Six Styles training methods, has a similarity of 99% with the real archives! We recommend immediately..."
"Enough," Sengoku rubbed his brow wearily, "Garp, go call Kuzan."
He stared at the screen showing his resignation due to responsibility, a look of determination flashing in his eyes, "It's time... to re-evaluate some things."
Garp uncharacteristically didn't argue, just silently stuffed the last piece of senbei into his mouth. When he turned around, a deep worry appeared for the first time in those eyes that had always seemed carefree.
Outside the window, the sunset over Marineford was as red as blood, casting long, long shadows of the two men.
On the other side,
In Akainu's office, the power of the Mag-Mag Fruit overflowed uncontrollably, scorching blackened holes into the floor.
He stared intently at his phone screen, the veins on his forehead throbbing,
Because,
In the "Marineford War" arc of 'One Piece', he was the only one fighting desperately!
Aokiji was slacking, Kizaru was acting, Garp dropped the ball at the critical moment, and Sengoku, in his Great Buddha form, didn't even knock off a single one of Whitebeard's whiskers!
And what made his blood pressure skyrocket the most was—the book described him not only being hammered into the ground by Whitebeard but also being mocked by the dying Ace, and finally even being stopped by the rookie Koby from pursuing Luffy!
"Deserter King · Koby?!"
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