After defeating Arong with Ye Yuying.

Suddenly I felt a sense of weakness.

The strength in the whole body was rapidly passing, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Life is passing by.

"It turns out that I can't die, but it's just that I'll be able to return to the future a little longer..."

Roach had to smile bitterly.

Then when he opened his eyes again from his sleep, he was already in a narrow room.

The top of the head is a ceiling made of brown wooden boards, and the four sides are walls made of the same material. A circular window is opened on the wall on the right hand side, and a desk is fixed with iron nails under the window frame.

Paper and books on the table have long been scattered all over the floor.

"I'm still alive..."

Roqi, who had just woken up, was dizzy and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to support his forehead. As time passed, his chaotic thinking finally became clear. After the terrifying memory slashed by the sharp axe faded away, he sincerely felt the joy of the aftermath of the disaster.

It's great to be alive!

With such a feeling of extreme gratitude, he began to care about the current situation.

"Where am I now?"

As his eyes continued to stretch forward, Roach looked at the room again.

The layout here is not complicated.

Apart from the desk on the right, there was only a hammock and a wardrobe in the corner of the wall. There were two sides of glass on the cabinet door, which were obviously used as a dressing mirror.

Strangely, there is no door in the room, only an upward ladder is hanging.

The staircase is covered with a square wooden board about two meters wide, which seems to be able to be pushed open from the inside out.

What will it look like outside?

Roche lowered his head and thought for a moment, and his eyes turned to the dressing mirror again.

He wanted to see what he looked like now.

In the mirror, Roche was wearing a hospital gown, with a layer of gauze wrapped around his head and chest. He was obviously a very young wounded man. Not only was he very tall, but he was also impeccably handsome, with a high nose bridge and a picturesque eyebrows. His appearance alone was enough to fascinate him.

But this face is not what he used to look like!

The facts are already obvious...

He is traveling through time!

There are many online articles that Roche has read and is not unfamiliar with the concept of time travel. He has written a novel with this theme, telling a story about time traveling to the world of One Piece. Unfortunately, the plot is arranged in a mess, and the worldview setting has added too many private goods, and the result is naturally like a dead dog.

"It seems that I won the jackpot..."

The fact of traveling through time suddenly came before my eyes, and Roqi's mood was inevitably a little complicated.

Uneasy, panic, excited, curious...

All kinds of emotions came one after another, and I couldn't tell what it felt like for a moment.

However, in the final analysis, most of them are still lucky.

If I hadn't encountered time travel, I'd probably have been buried under the sharp axe, right?

Then what else can you not be satisfied with?

"The most urgent thing is to collect information first." Roqi rubbed his eyebrows and began to think again: "At least you have to figure out my current identity and environment before you can decide what to do next."

Roach's eyes unconsciously turned to the desk.

"If there is a diary..."

He quickly walked to the desk, hoping to find out notes or letters, and get information about the original owner. Unfortunately, he still found nothing after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, so he had to settle for the second best and turn his attention to the books scattered on the ground.

"Survival Guide?"

“Planting and daily maintenance of orange trees?”

"Teach you to confess your love step by step?"

"It's all messy!" Roqi looked through it carefully for a long time, but didn't find anything useful, so he could only sigh helplessly: "Forget it, at least the words are connected, so I can feel more at ease."

He put down the book in disappointment and glanced out the window inadvertently.

There is a very magnificent scenery outside!

White clouds are floating in the clear sky. Under the white clouds are two seagulls flying, and all of this is reflected on the blue sea sincerely, but it is rolled into rippling light and shadow by the surging waves.

"The sea..."

Roqi took a long breath and finally understood something. No wonder there was only a soft ladder in the room without a door. It turned out that this room was actually a cabin!

But why didn't there be any movement in the navigation?

I didn't see the port outside the window. Could this ship be broken down?

There is only one way to solve these questions.

“It seems it’s time to go up to the deck.”

It was meaningless to stay in the cabin, and Roche finally decided to go up and see the situation. He first tried to see if the soft ladder was strong, then climbed along the ladder to the top, lifted the cover and went up the deck from the entrance.

What appeared before him was a tragic scroll!

The worn deck was full of broken limbs and broken arms, and the flowing blood could almost form a stream, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if a whisper to accus a cruel massacre.

A pirate ship was docked at the port side, and the skeleton flag on the mast was flying.

It is obvious who the murderer is.

"This is troublesome..."

Roche swallowed instinctively, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart!

"Did you show up on your own initiative?"

Before Roche could come back from his nervousness, a tall figure walked over the deck.

The man smiled and waved a serrated sword, and the sharp blade was covered with flesh and blood: "It just happened that your companions were dead, and it was your turn now. It was just a stolen ship. Do you really think you could escape from my palm?"

A strong murderous intent came in public!

"Who are you?"

Roqi thought something was wrong in his heart and quietly took a step back: "Does there be a grudge between us?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me!"

The other party smiled and showed his sharp teeth: "You tried your best to escape from Along Park, aren't you just going to the Navy branch to ask for help? Now that you are about to die, you don't even have the courage to admit it?"

Aaron Park? Naval Branch?

"I'm sorry..."

There was a thunder thunder in Roche's mind, which detonated a name deep in his memory: "One Piece!"

This is the world of One Piece?!

No wonder I always feel that the man in front of me looks familiar... with dark purple skin, jagged nose bridge, and a sun-patterned tattoo on the left chest. Isn't this exactly Aaron, the leader of the Fishman Pirates that dominate the East China Sea?

"Do you have any last words?"

Aaron approached step by step and said proudly: "I am in a good mood now. Maybe I will forward it to Nami for you! Oh, by the way, and that Noqigao. I heard that you have a good relationship! Hahahaha!"

Is the original owner a resident of Kekeyaxi Village?...
Chapter completed!