One dark and stormy night, I went out and bought a late-night snack from a roadside stall: a simple yet elaborately made tea egg, supposedly something we couldn't afford. Just as I peeled off the shell and took a bite...
I found myself in a terrifying place. Had I really transmigrated, just from eating a tea egg? This tea egg has to be cursed.
Do you think that's where it ends? Not a chance. That tea egg actually contained a Tea Egg Peddler System... And the world I'd arrived in was the world of the Pirate King. Damn it, I'm done for...
Could anything be more of a trap? Of course. I had to face the full might of the Marines alone, sitting in front of a tea egg pushcart and chatting amiably with the Pirate King, persuading him to buy tea eggs, then persuading Red-Hair, Hawkeye, and all the other major figures to buy them too... I...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
