Big Talk About One Piece

Family members, who knows! When I woke up, I, an Internet expert, turned into Wang Luffy. The man destined to become the Pirate King in the future was curled up in a wooden barrel in a very disowning posture. Yes, you read that right, barrels. Not Simmons, not a capsule, not even a decent doghouse. It was dark all around, accompanied by a rhythmic swaying feeling and the sound of crashing waves. This experience, how should I put it, is comparable to a rocking car, a low-end version that can rock for three minutes for one dollar. "Ah, bah, bah, bah..." I yawned hugely and rubbed my black hair, which was like a hen's nest. "I'm so hungry..." It feels like watching short videos for 24 hours straight... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.