This was a name Raynor had decided on early, inspired by Big Mom's "Totto Land" from the original story.
"Raynor, based on your original design, I modified some unsuitable areas and made adjustments. But they don't affect the overall integrity."
"Judging by the current results, it should be pretty good," Tom said happily from the side, his enthusiasm returning.
He was truly satisfied with this creation.
Raynor, equally satisfied, nodded slightly and began to inspect the exterior of the Totto Land.
The Totto Land:
Length: 660 meters
Width: 200 meters
Height: 100 meters
Structure: Six decks above the main deck, two decks below—eight levels in total!
Starting from the bottom up.
Two decks were located below the waterline, with a draft depth of roughly 25 meters.
Moving upwards were the living quarters for Raynor and the crew, along with other functional zones.
Each deck had a height of about ten meters, give or take a meter.
This height perfectly met their needs. Even Linlin, who possessed a physique resembling a giant, would only reach close to nine meters tall when fully grown.
The highest deck had a ceiling of about 25 meters. This was the living and activity area for Hajrudin, the giant.
The average height of a giant was around 20 meters. Even if they recruited more giants in the future, a 25-meter ceiling was more than sufficient. As for the exceptionally massive ones... Raynor figured their fate wouldn't be that deeply intertwined.
"Alright, don't just stand there gawking. Go inside and take a look at your future ship," Den said, waving at Raynor and the others with a smile.
Snapping out of their awe, Raynor led his crew onto the deck.
As soon as they stepped aboard, their attention was immediately drawn to the lush green turf covering the deck and the shaded open-air lounge.
"Wow, this is amazing! No more getting sunburnt," Linlin exclaimed happily, rushing over to try it out.
Eight years had passed, and the now eighteen-year-old Linlin had transformed completely. She was no longer the chubby girl from before.
She now had wavy hair cascading past her shoulders, a tall, curvaceous figure, and skin so tender it looked like water could be pinched from it. Compared to Shakuyaku, she was in no way inferior—perhaps even superior.
In short, compared to eight years ago, she was a completely different person.
"Alright, Linlin, let's go check the inside."
Seeing Linlin already lying on a rocking chair, looking like she was about to fall asleep comfortably, Raynor called out to her.
"Coming, Big Bro!" Linlin responded, quickly getting up and running over.
The First Deck (Above Deck): This was primarily the male crew members' living quarters. The rooms were furnished with luxurious, soft beds, ensuring sweet dreams for everyone.
Inside these lavish rooms were all sorts of toiletries, storage cabinets, and fireplaces for warmth in winter. Basically, everything needed for daily life across all four seasons was prepared.
Besides these necessities, there was a giant fish tank with various fish swimming inside, adding a touch of life to the rooms.
The Second Deck: This was Raynor's residence, as well as the living quarters for the female crew members. Its luxury rivaled, if not exceeded, the first deck.
Everything one could need was available. Raynor, who enjoyed red wine, had specifically requested a massive wine cabinet, now stocked full.
After training, he would often share a drink with Linlin or Shakuyaku. A slight flush on their faces added a certain charm to the evening.
Additionally, this deck contained various trinkets and items specifically requested by Linlin and Shakuyaku.
Also on the second deck was the kitchen, Streusen's domain—no further explanation needed there.
Another section was dedicated to entertainment facilities, such as a café and a library, where the crew could rest, play, or read.
The Third Deck: This was the training area. It was equipped with all sorts of training aids, allowing the crew to sweat it out freely.
Since many in the crew practiced swordsmanship, Raynor had spent a fortune purchasing several massive diamonds for them to train on.
Diamonds were dozens of times harder than steel, allowing them to unleash their skills without holding back.
The Fifth Deck: This housed the zoo and botanical garden. The area here was relatively larger.
It contained various ornamental flowers, edible vegetables, and pens for livestock raised for food.
On the east side was a massive aquarium filled with various fish—though these weren't for viewing, but for eating.
Oh, and to prevent scurvy, Raynor had specifically designated an area to plant numerous tangerine trees for Vitamin C.
Essentially, any plant or animal that could survive in these conditions could be found here.
The Sixth Deck: This was Hajrudin's living area. The contents were similar to the first and second decks, just several sizes larger to accommodate his giant physique.
Compared to other decks, it looked a bit empty, but that couldn't be helped.
Of course, Raynor didn't play favorites; Hajrudin also had his own private training room here.
Whatever the others had, Raynor arranged for Hajrudin to have as well. This moved the giant so much he shed tears the size of gold beans.
Below Deck (Two Levels Below Waterline):
First Level Below Deck: This was mainly for storage and cannons. It stored most of their daily necessities like food, fresh water, and medical supplies.
Additionally, the perimeter was lined with defensive cannons, all large-caliber.
To make the space less suffocating, Raynor had planted some hardy flowers and plants around the area. Otherwise, entering this level would feel quite oppressive.
Second Level Below Deck: The perimeter here was also densely packed with defensive cannons.
The central open area housed two types of machinery, ship maintenance tools, and construction materials.
The two types of machinery were amphibious jet skis and submarines capable of diving deep underwater.
Raynor had commissioned Tom to build these as well, and they were equipped with their own weapons.
Although he didn't know if they would be useful, compared to the colossal Totto Land, these vehicles were undoubtedly much more agile and could handle special situations at a moment's notice.
A rapid transit channel connected this level to the deck. Once on a jet ski, opening the channel allowed for instant access to the main deck.
As for the submarines, after discussing with Tom, Raynor had several hatches installed directly into the hull on this level, allowing deployment straight into the sea.
To prevent flooding, they used coating technology, effectively solving the problem.
The materials used for these hatches were the strongest available, designed to withstand emergencies. Furthermore, without Raynor's order, no one could open them.
It could be said that Raynor had considered every single aspect of the pirate crew's needs.
After inspecting every corner, everyone in the crew, Raynor included, was extremely satisfied.
"Hahahaha... well? I trust I haven't disappointed you?"
"Satisfied? I'm beyond satisfied! This is exactly what I imagined a pirate ship should be!!"
"As expected of the world's best shipwright! The reputation is well-deserved!!"
"Amazing!!"
While thanking him, the crew didn't forget to flatter Tom a bit.
"Alright, alright, you brats."
Tom, clearly enjoying the praise, waved his hand and continued, "As for the Totto Land's performance, you don't need to worry. We've tested everything."
"Even in the New World, as long as you don't capsize, she can handle any weather."
"Sigh..."
At this point, Tom looked at the Totto Land with a complex expression.
"I haven't built a ship of this magnitude in years. The ones I built before... they pale in comparison to this one."
"I've poured everything I've learned in my life into the Totto Land."
"That's true," Den added from the side, also gazing at the ship. "Raynor, perhaps one day you really will make a name for yourselves in the New World. When you shake the seas, maybe we'll become famous along with you."
He finished with a hearty laugh.
"Shake the seas? Perhaps that day isn't far off," Raynor murmured.
The pirate crew was fully formed. It was time to carve out their own territory in this vast, turbulent ocean.
Everyone's face, Raynor's included, was filled with longing and anticipation for the future. After eight years of dormancy, they couldn't wait for the adventure to begin.
...
"Raynor, are you leaving today? Won't you stay a couple more days?"
Although he knew this day would come, when it finally arrived, Tom suddenly felt reluctant to let them go.
Over eight years—whether it was Raynor guiding his training (occasionally), discussing the details of the Totto Land, or just daily life—he and Raynor had built a deep friendship. It was far more than a simple buyer-seller relationship.
"Yeah, why not stay a few more days? Test out the Totto Land's performance before you go," Den chimed in, also reluctant to see them leave.
"Tom, Den, all good things must come to an end. We've stayed here for eight years. It's time to go."
"Besides, if we don't go to the New World, how are we going to make our names known across the seas?" Raynor smiled.
"Alright then."
Seeing that Raynor had made up his mind, Tom didn't push further.
"Master, I'll be leaving with the Captain now."
Rupert walked up to Tom, tears welling in his eyes. He had followed Tom since childhood; Tom was like a father and a teacher to him.
"You brat, go on. Go see the outside world with Raynor. But listen to me carefully—if I hear you're running away from people out there, just wait until you come back. I'll deal with you then."
"If anyone's running, it should be the other guys running from you! Do you hear me??"
Tom raised his fist threateningly as he spoke.
"Master!!"
Thud.
Unable to control his emotions any longer, Rupert fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily to Tom several times.
"Alright, get up, hurry up."
Tom, his voice trembling as he struggled to keep his composure, helped Rupert up. He then looked at Raynor seriously.
"Raynor, I'm entrusting this kid to you. Don't let him die out there."
"Don't worry," Raynor patted Tom on the shoulder. "As long as I'm around, nothing will happen to him."
Knowing Raynor's strength, Tom nodded. "Good. That's all I have to say. Now go, get moving."
Not wanting to prolong the sadness, Tom waved his hand, urging them to leave.
After thanking them once more, Raynor and his crew departed.
However, just as Raynor stepped out the gate, a massive pile of gold suddenly appeared out of thin air inside the room.
Tom and Den froze simultaneously. A moment later, Tom nodded heavily. "That kid Raynor... he's a real one!"
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and put it away before someone sees!"
"Right, right!"
...
"Big Bro, are we leaving? I still want to play with Tom," Linlin said, looking back with every step, her eyes full of reluctance.
"Give me a break," Raynor gave Linlin a sharp rap on the head, making her wince in pain.
"Last time you almost dismantled the poor guy. Tom can't hide from you fast enough."
"Che, I didn't do it on purpose," Linlin pouted, rubbing her head in dissatisfaction.
"Captain, are we heading back to the New World next?"
Roger, walking in front, suddenly turned back and asked.
"That's right. We're heading back to the New World. Those guys are getting restless, and we can't just sit around and wait. It's time to let them know the power of the Raynor Pirates."
"Hahahaha... Captain, I've been waiting for you to say that! I haven't been idle for a single moment these past eight years!!"
Just then, a sound erupted from the sky.
Whoosh—
Accompanied by the crackling sound of lightning, the Ark Maxim (Golden Ark) whipped up a strong wind as it roared over their heads.
"Hey, Jace, you asshole! Can't you stay a little further away from us? It's dangerous!!"
An annoyed Shadow pulled out his dagger and pointed upwards.
"Shadow, what are you gonna do about it?"
"If you've got the guts, catch me!!"
"I'm out of here!!"
Jace laughed loudly, steering the Ark Maxim until it quickly vanished from everyone's sight.
"That bastard Jace... just because he has the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, he acts so arrogant. One day, I'm gonna eat a god-tier Devil Fruit too and teach him a lesson he won't forget!!!"
Shadow grumbled as he sheathed his dagger.
"Captain, you can't play favorites," Shadow turned to Raynor, putting on a pitiful act.
"Look at our crew: Roger has the Golden Lion fruit, Streusen has the Cook-Cook Fruit, Jace has the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Rupert has the Pocket-Pocket Fruit, and Sister Shakuyaku has the Soul-Soul Fruit. You and Linlin are so strong you don't even need Devil Fruits."
"Now it's just me and Hajrudin without one. Captain, can't you find a way to get us one?"
"Besides, if my strength increases, it benefits the crew too, right?"
At this moment, Shadow looked nothing like a cold-blooded assassin; he was purely a sycophant.
Glancing at Hajrudin, who remained unresponsive and uncooperative, Shadow kicked him.
"Ouch—"
"Yes, Captain, I want a Devil Fruit too," Hajrudin quickly caught on and chimed in urgently.
Seeing the two putting on a double act, Raynor rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
However, it was indeed a valid point. Hajrudin was less of an issue; as a giant, his physical constitution was naturally robust. His mastery of the Marine Rokushiki and dual Haki had reached a high level, making him extremely formidable even without a Devil Fruit.
Shadow was the exception. Although talented, his expertise lay in assassination. In a head-on collision with an enemy, he lacked the advantage.
"Alright, I'll keep an eye out. If there's a Devil Fruit suitable for you, I'll find a way to get it."
Raynor took note of the request.
"Thank you, Captain! Long live the Captain!!"
Shadow jumped for joy.
It was worth noting that shortly after Shakuyaku followed him to Water 7, Raynor had given her the Soul-Soul Fruit obtained from killing Carmel.
In his view, compared to Linlin, the Soul-Soul Fruit suited Shakuyaku better.
Perhaps in Linlin's hands, the Soul-Soul Fruit could unleash greater power, but Linlin already had her "Iron Balloon" talent.
Raynor felt the Tremor-Tremor Fruit (Gura Gura no Mi) would suit Linlin far better. With her monstrous physique as a foundation, coupled with the destructive power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, the result would be unimaginable.
Of course, a Mythical Zoan fruit would also be suitable—imagine her tankiness then!
He wasn't sure if Whitebeard had already obtained the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
If they couldn't find the powerful Devil Fruits from the original story in the future, he would buy a Mythical Zoan for Linlin.
Devil Fruits were already scarce and expensive, let alone top-tier Mythical Zoans.
But money makes the world go round. As long as the price was high enough, it wouldn't be a problem.
If one billion Berries couldn't buy it, then two billion. If two billion wasn't enough, then three billion.
There was always a number that could define its value.
After all, while Mythical Zoans were expensive, they weren't true priceless treasures like Pure Gold.