One Piece: My Crew is from Other World-Chapter 194: Mink Tribe, Genetic Technology!

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Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Mink Tribe, Genetic Technology!

Chapter 194: Mink Tribe, Genetic Technology!

Pekoms had tried to convince himself it didn’t matter.

If he never used that ability again in front of the Mink Tribe, maybe... maybe he could pretend it never happened.

But now, standing before Conrad—and with so many of his tribesmen gathered around him—there was no escaping it.

He’d been exposed.

And there was no going back.

"’Stole your fur?’" Ryuunosuke asked, tilting his head. "This some kind of genetic experiment?"

Conrad had still been fuming, but at Ryuunosuke’s words, he fell silent.

He was crew. And if the captain spoke, you listened.

"...Yes," Pekoms admitted at last, shame coloring his voice.

"But the researchers weren’t part of our crew. Mother... entrusted it to someone else. I don’t know who."

Ryuunosuke’s expression shifted thoughtfully.

The science of this world really was a mess.

For a world ruled by marines with muskets and pirate ships armed with cannons, there were also cyborgs, pacifistas, and now—genetic technology.

There was no consistent logic.

Only chaos.

And yet... somewhere in the shadows, someone like Vegapunk exists...

"Pekoms," Ryuunosuke said firmly. "Tell Charlotte Linlin this—I’m coming for her."

He turned and began walking away.

"Wai—"

"Leave."

Conrad stepped forward, cutting Pekoms off coldly. His face twisted in disgust.

Whatever Pekoms reasons, there was no forgiveness here. Not now.

Still, the captain needed him alive—for now—to deliver a message.

So Pekoms would live. But he would not be welcomed.

The rest of the Dragon Hunter Pirates left without another word.

They had no more interest in him.

"Mother..." Pekoms whispered to the air, eyes lingering on the space where Ryuunosuke had stood.

"I think we’ve provoked something far beyond us."

"He’s a monster..."

No matter what punishment awaited him back home, he knew what had to be done—deliver the message, and live.

Because if Charlotte Linlin was unprepared when he came knocking...

It wouldn’t just be Pekoms who suffered.

And so, Pekoms turned and left Fishman Island.

Later, inside a quiet tavern tucked between coral buildings...

The Dragon Hunter Pirates gathered.

When they entered, every other patron made themselves scarce. Even if Ryuunosuke hadn’t harmed a soul on Fishman Island, his reputation alone sent chills down spines.

After all, this was the most dangerous pirate crew on the seas.

"Conrad," Ryuunosuke said, sitting down. "That Sulong form Pekoms used... was that normal?"

Conrad’s face grew grim.

"No," he said flatly. "It’s not."

"The Sulong—or Moon Lion—form is a total release of our primal instincts. It strengthens our Haki—both Armament and Observation."

"But it’s extremely dangerous. If you can’t control it, you become a mindless beast. A killing machine."

"Eventually, your body burns out and... dies."

He paused, then added, "It’s not like we haven’t studied it before. In fact, our tribe nearly destroyed itself trying to master it."

"That’s why such research was declared a taboo. No one—not even nobles—are allowed to tamper with the Sulong."

Ryuunosuke nodded slowly.

No wonder Conrad had lost it when Pekoms used that pill. It wasn’t just dangerous—it was sacrilege.

"I understand now," Ryuunosuke said.

"Conrad... I’ll go to Totto Land myself and investigate this."

"Someone’s playing god with your people."

"I know this means something to you."

"And if you’re one of mine—then your tribe is under my protection too."

Ryuunosuke offered a rare smile.

BANG!

Conrad dropped to his knees, forehead slamming against the wooden floor.

"Thank you, Captain...!"

"I—I don’t have the strength to take on the Big Mom Pirates. Not yet."

"I wanted to uncover this myself... I wanted to kill them with my own hands..."

His voice cracked.

"But I knew... if the Dragon Hunter Pirates didn’t care, I’d have no choice but to stay silent. For the sake of the crew. For survival..."

"But now—thank you!!"

Behind him, the other Mink Tribe members followed suit.

They dropped to their knees in unison.

They hadn’t just been rescued from slavery. Now, their pain—their blood—was being recognized.

They’d been seen.

---

"Since you’re my crew," Ryuunosuke said, "I take responsibility."

"Go. Prepare the ship."

"We leave Fishman Island tomorrow."

"Yes, Captain!"

They stood with misty eyes, wiping away tears as they hurried to fulfill their orders.

"You’re really gonna pick a fight with Big Mom, huh?" Ace said, arms crossed as he leaned on a pillar.

"She’s a Yonko, you know."

He sighed. "Then again, you’ve never been scared of that sort of thing."

There was no point trying to stop his brother. He knew that now.

Ryuunosuke always walked his own path. And Ace? He had his own future to chase too.

"By the way—why’d you want me to come along?" Ace asked, raising an eyebrow. "I don’t think you need my help."

"You’re right," Ryuunosuke replied, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"But I need you to pass a message to Uncle Whitebeard."

"If things go south between me and Charlotte Linlin—I don’t want him to interfere."

"I’ll handle it."

Ace stared at him for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Ryuunosuke turned and left.

There was one last thing to do before they sailed.

Say goodbye to Shirahoshi.

---

The next morning...

Neptune himself came to see them off. Shirahoshi stood beside him, eyes misty, but smiling.

As they prepared to depart, giant Sea Kings emerged from the deep, summoned by Shirahoshi’s voice to escort the Dragon Hunter Pirates on their journey.

"Uncle Neptune," Ryuunosuke said, pulling out a small snail.

"This is our Den Den Mushi."

"Consider it a symbol of our alliance. If you need anything—anything—call us."

He placed it gently in Neptune’s hand.

He didn’t give it to Shirahoshi.

Not because she wasn’t important—she was.

But she still didn’t quite understand what a tool like this truly meant. Neptune, as king, would know when and how to use it.

"I understand," Neptune said, voice deep and respectful. "May our friendship last forever."

Though Whitebeard’s name still guarded Fishman Island, it was never a bad thing to have more powerful allies.

Especially ones like him.

Neptune could tell—Ryuunosuke wasn’t just strong.

He had ambition.

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