Ding! "Due to the host's actions, Katakuri has been repeatedly shocked three times in quick succession. Evaluation: SS. Reward: Flame of the Golden Emperor – Lv. 2."
Ding! "Stussy has been significantly startled by the host's actions. Evaluation: A. Reward: A set of Stussy's personal undergarments."
Ding! "Morgans has been overwhelmed with excitement due to the host's actions. Evaluation: A. Reward: 5 billion Berries."
Ding! "Charlotte Brûlée is shocked by the host's behavior. Evaluation: A. Reward: Key to the Mirror World (Effective only for Mirror-Mirror Fruit users)."
A flurry of notification chimes echoed in Jacob Bovan's mind, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter. Still, he stared speechlessly at one line in particular.
"Stussy's personal undergarments?"
What the hell kind of reward is that?! This twisted system really had no chill.
But regardless of the absurdity, victory was his. No matter the method, he had defeated Big Mom one of the Four Emperors.
On the sidelines, Morgans' lips twitched. He turned to Stussy with disbelief written all over his face.
"You knew this would happen, didn't you?"
"Knew what?" Stussy's usual indifference had vanished. In its place was a faint, mysterious smile. Deep down, she thought: Prometheus… no, Jacob Bovan… you really do know how to surprise me.
Morgans scoffed, clearly not buying it.
Women and their secrets always too dangerous to trust.
"I'll have the News Coo deliver that Devil Fruit to Pleasure Street," he muttered.
Back on the battlefield, Katakuri the strongest force present stood frozen. Sweat beaded on his forehead.
He wanted to avenge his mother, but his body wouldn't move. Deep down, he knew he couldn't outlast Jacob Bovan.
As Katakuri hesitated, Jacob rose high into the air, his eyes sweeping down over the shocked crowd below.
"I really enjoyed this tea party," he said with a smirk. "Be sure to send me an invitation to the next one… otherwise, don't blame me for crashing it uninvited."
And with that final parting line, Jacob shrank his massive form and soared out of Totto Land's skies.
Once he was beyond the range of their observation, he touched down in a remote, desolate clearing and activated his Shifting Form Technique.
Behind him, the crowd stood frozen in silence. No one could speak. No one dared to chase.
Jacob's new form was… breathtaking.
His face was chiseled, his features sharp and symmetrical like a statue come to life. Though he carried the air of a carefree rogue, there was a fire behind his eyes that dared anyone to underestimate him.
A tall nose, well-balanced lips, and that timeless, otherworldly elegance he looked like a young noble from an ancient dynasty. Blood trickled from the corner of his lips, only adding a seductive touch of mystery.
He licked it away, tasting the coppery sting in his mouth. The pain in his gut made him frown slightly.
During his Solar Form, his body had no organs just pure elemental force. But now, as a human again, his internal injuries manifested physically. Big Mom's last blow had packed more than raw power; it had been infused with the essence of her Soul-Soul Fruit and advanced Conqueror's Haki.
Not the beginner-level Haki that just knocks out fodder. No, this was the real deal the kind of Haki that warps reality and tears through matter itself. A terrifying force.
In a dim alley, Jacob leaned against a wall, feeling his body slowly mend itself. His internal organs were displaced, blood vessels ruptured, and he was bleeding heavily inside.
Still, thanks to his Greatsword Master-level physique, he wasn't too worried. Give it some time and he'd fully recover.
While resting, Jacob finally gave in to his anticipation and summoned a few items from his system inventory.
First up: the Blazing Warblade, one of the legendary Twelve Supreme Grade Blades.
Its reputation preceded it unsurpassed craftsmanship, deadly sharpness, and fearsome elegance. The blade was nearly as tall as Jacob himself. Golden thread wrapped around its hilt, and its jagged wave-patterned edge radiated lethal energy.
It was said that anyone who could wield the Blazing Warblade could unleash devastating strikes purely through the blade's innate sharpness.
With this weapon, combined with Jacob's swordsmanship, battle aura, and untapped potential his name would echo across the seas in no time.
He didn't swing it just yet. Instead, he sheathed it carefully and slung it across his back.
He wasn't like Mihawk, who preferred a longsword at his hip. The Blazing Warblade was massive and better suited across the back for quick access.
As for storing it in the system inventory?
Hell no.
What would be the point of owning a Supreme Grade Blade if you didn't carry it around and make people jealous?
Jacob grinned wickedly. With that face and that weapon, any girl who saw him would swoon on the spot.
Next, he pulled out a tiny humanoid figurine small enough to fit in his palm.
He didn't dare underestimate it. After all, this had dropped from Big Mom herself and was labeled SSS-rank.
There was no way something like that would be simple.
"What does this do?" Jacob asked the system.
Ding! "The Universal Doll can act as a vessel for the host's energy. It can be programmed with a custom personality and controlled remotely…"
Jacob stopped listening after that. To him, only two words mattered:
Energy Vessel
Remote Control
Exactly what he needed.
This was a god-tier tool a utility item with limitless potential. It would help him act behind the scenes and protect his real identity.
"I love you, System."
He tucked the Universal Doll back into storage. He'd set it up later, once he was out of enemy territory. Totto Land was still crawling with people too risky for now.
Next item: a silver key, which he held up to the light.
"This came from Charlotte Brûlée. A dreamworld key… must be related to her Mirror-Mirror Fruit."
Though not combat-focused, the Mirror-Mirror Fruit was absurdly strong in terms of utility and mobility.
Now that Jacob had this key, he didn't have to worry about being ambushed or trapped by Brûlée ever again.
Not that he was particularly worried about her. That woman practically had a death wish anyway.
Still, better safe than sorry. He tossed the key into the back of his storage and moved on.
Then his eyes landed on a certain… indescribable… item.
A set of undergarments, delicately folded and glowing faintly.
Was it his imagination, or could he smell a hint of perfume?
He squinted suspiciously.
"System, you wouldn't happen to have an alternate name… like, I don't know… 'Pervert System?'"
Ding! "This is the Shock Value System. It evaluates the host's awe-inspiring actions and assigns rewards based on public reaction."
The monotone voice didn't waver.
Jacob sighed. Dumb system or not, as long as it helped him grow stronger, he could live with it.
In this brutal world of survival, only power made the rules. Only strength brought freedom.
And Jacob Bovan was just getting started.