Perfect World - Chapter 1957

He became the Emperor when he was just a boy and was beheaded before reaching adulthood. It was a tragedy brought about by his fate as the first noble wizard.“Ian, don’t be born in your next life.”He thought everything was over, listening to the traitor’s heartless words. He knew, but…“You are a symbol of peace. Where else would you find such honor as a lowly one?”He became the Margrave’s bastard son, whose family went extinct 100 years ago.A lowly, unsophisticated one, destined to be sold as a hostage to the barbarians across the border.

Traveling through the world of One Piece and becoming Luffy’s brother, Monkey D. Summer, he followed the dragon around the revolution since he was a child.

Until the age of sixteen, Xia Xia left the Revolutionary Army, sailed alone on the sea, and recruited partners to form the Smile Pirates, out of control, the young and powerful Xia quickly entered the eyes of the Navy, and issued an invitation letter, making Xia a The youngest Shichibukai ever.

Warring States: After all, I paid the wrong person. I didn’t expect that the most vicious criminal in the world, Monkey D. Long, had his revolutionary ideas from Xia Xia. The most outrageous thing was that Xia Xia turned out to be your grandson, the bastard Karp. Sure enough, the source of all the chaos was you.

Karp: (*￣rǒ￣)

Crane: I didn’t expect such a smart child to be Karp’s grandson. It’s too surprising. Who would have thought that the most peaceful country in the world is actually governed by a revolutionary army. What a great irony, alas! .

Karp: ค(TㅅT)ค, Xiaohe, I’m heartbroken

Akainu: Compared with the pirates, Xia Xia, who has the evil blood of the revolutionary army dragon, is even more difficult to ignore. It must be solved as soon as possible!

Xia Tian: Oh, just rely on you rock dog?

Fly with one punch!

Kaido: Even me, under the iron fist of summer, I have to cowardly, this guy is simply not human.

Summer: It is necessary, but I want to become the existence of One Punch Man in the world of pirates.

Whitebeard: It’s really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves. The title of the strongest man in the world has changed hands.

Summer: Hey, low-key, low-key, just a fake name.

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- Description from novelbuddy

Song Zhong’s parents were the geniuses of the sect. But they were apparently killed while on a mission when he was barely 6. As he apparently did not excel in any of the 5 elements, in fact, all 5 elements are in balance in his body. Thus, our fatty is deemed to be trash and does not deserve the respect his parents had.

He is allowed to have one task, to collect garbage of the sect until he reaches the initial test-age where he has to prove that he is worthy to stay in the sect.

Our fatty has no choice but to cultivate the only heritage his parents gave him. A mysterious black pearl.

Unfortunately for him, this pearl seems to be only useful for… collecting garbage…

- Description from Novelupdates

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”“You must think I’m mad.”“But it doesn’t matter.”“It has already seen you.”——————Oil is Its blood.Thick smoke is Its breath.Ore and steel are Its food.The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.They claim they are mere mortals.Child, you’d best not argue.You must understand:Their technology is beyond comprehension.Their production capacity is unimaginable.A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.How will you stop them?With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.——————“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”