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Chapter 35 - Points Ample, Return to the Village to Develop!

In the afternoon, a passenger ship departed from the dock.

At the bow, Shanu leaned against the railing, gazing at the capital of the Goya Kingdom gradually fading into the distance.

From this angle, the cityscape truly looked magnificent, resplendent, as if blessed by the gods—a heaven on earth. The title of "most beautiful country in the East Sea" was well deserved.

But…

Shanu shook his head.

He turned and walked toward his cabin, twirling a delicate, compact dagger in his right hand.

This was the same dagger Ace had used to attack him, which Shanu had kicked away.

He had picked it up from the grass while the two hot-blooded idiots were distracted.

He hadn't expected it to earn many points, but even a mosquito counts as meat. Just like the night before leaving Shimotsuki Village, he hadn't forgotten to pocket Koshiro's glasses.

It wasn't that he forgot to disable auto-pickup—it was mainly for Guina's sake.

That way, Koshiro would truly understand the difficulty of his daughter's poor eyesight, and getting her glasses fitted would become a top priority, leaving no room for delay.

Swish—

The dagger spun in circles and suddenly vanished without a trace.

Shanu glanced at the newly displayed system information.

One pair of glasses, plus this dagger, yielded 700 points. That put his remaining total at 12,825 points.

Yet the panel now showed a far higher balance.

The reason, naturally, was—

[Sacrifice: Luffy's Straw Hat]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Value: 30,000 points]

[Appraisal: The straw hat of Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King, personally gifted to Red-Haired Shanks, who later gave it to Luffy. Witness to the legendary adventures of three generations. From that moment, "Straw Hat" became Luffy's nickname. At Mary Geoise, Im still keeps Joy Boy's enormous straw hat, a continuation of the D spirit that inspires awe or fear in some.]

[Remaining points: 43,025]

A full 30,000 points!

Twice as much as Red-Haired's severed arm!

The remaining points surpassed 40,000, filling Shanu with unprecedented relief and a profound sense of security.

With so many points, he could spend freely for a long time.

Even before officially reaching adulthood and setting sail, he wouldn't need to replenish.

Of course, nobody complains about having too many points.

Shanu planned that after next year's cooldown period ended, and once Arlong's threat was neutralized, he would go on a temporary sea voyage to check the value of Luffy's straw hat, which he had worn for an entire year.

He then glanced at the trade panel.

It was the twentieth day of his voyage, and the market hadn't refreshed yet.

Earlier, Shanu had asked the captain how long it would take from the Goya Kingdom to Cocoyashi—around ten days.

Meaning, by the time he returned home, a new round of market items would likely be available.

"Hopefully something useful shows up."

Shanu's eyes flickered with anticipation.

He closed the system panel, quickly washed up, and comfortably lay down to rest.

The past few days had been exhausting—struggling through the Korvo Mountains, withdrawing money, finding the ship. Both body and mind were completely fatigued.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

Time passed in a blink.

Twelve days later.

On the second floor of the ship's cabin, a spacious training room had been specially converted. Shanu practiced alone, focusing on one of the Rokushiki: "Soru".

He was no longer the poor boy on Old Gatt's merchant ship twenty days ago.

He had booked half of the ship's cabins, spared no expense on meals, and naturally enjoyed VIP-level treatment.

Even a small demand like a training room? The captain didn't hesitate—within half a day, the sailors had completed the transformation.

On the south side of the training room, at Shanu's request, three low wooden posts were arranged in a line.

The north side mirrored this setup.

In the corner stood a statue of Hercules, silently providing a triple efficiency boost to physical training.

Shanu stood on the middle southern post, eyes locked on the corresponding post ten meters away on the north side.

He took a deep breath, lifted his right leg slightly, arch tense.

"Soru!"

Whoosh! A sound of slicing air rang out. At the moment the word left his mouth, Shanu's figure vanished without a trace.

When he reappeared, he had landed on the middle northern post—but lost balance and stumbled off.

"Very close!"

Shanu stood up, his eyes filled with excitement rather than frustration.

After all, only a little over ten days had passed since he began training Rokushiki. The progress was astonishingly fast.

He had spent the first few days mastering the power technique of Soru, then spent a few more narrowing the landing error range.

Now, that range had been reduced to a negligible margin.

In actual combat, this allowed him to teleport precisely to any predetermined point—crucial for battle.

A misstep could land him on an enemy's head—or worse, put his chest in the line of their sword.

"Already considered beginner level?"

Shanu checked the skill panel on the system, nodding with satisfaction.

After reaching beginner level, he no longer needed to focus all daily training on this technique.

He could now practice other techniques, devoting only part of each day to Soru. Within a month, he could elevate it to intermediate mastery.

"Even with the statue's boost, this progress is faster than I expected."

After several more attempts, he consistently landed on his target posts. Shanu's mood brightened further.

The physical transformation from mastering "Breathing Fist" had an additional benefit: like opening energy channels in a martial arts novel, it accelerated his training of other techniques.

Speaking of which…

The principle of Soru seemed simple: rapidly stamp the ground dozens of times in a single instant, generating explosive reactive force.

This allowed high-speed movement, even teleportation before enemies' eyes.

Yet it demanded foundational physical qualities and precise micro-control of muscles. Talent alone couldn't compensate for deficiencies.

Shanu had advantages in both areas.

Combined with his inherent physical talent, his training progressed at a terrifying pace.

"Master Soru in ten-plus days. Next, another ten days to try mastering Tekkai"

Wiping sweat with a towel, Shanu opened his backpack to review Iron Block's training method, when a knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it? If it's the meal delivery, leave it at the door."

He called casually. For the past days, he had spent over ten hours daily here, meals delivered by staff.

"It's me, Lord Shanu!"

Scarface burst in, pointing excitedly out the porthole. "Time to disembark! Lord, Cocoyashi is here!"

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