Reborn with all the memories of "One Piece", but only got the most useless paper fruit.
When the world laughed, I wrote down the first rule on paper:
[All blades that attack me will surely rust].
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On top of the war, my paper bird broadcasts live to the world.
On the execution platform, Ace's fire fist was quietly extinguished - according to the "suspended death contract" I planted three years ago.
The muzzles of Marine Fando's cannons collectively rusted, and every page of the order book in Sengoku's hands turned into white doves.
A new world, Blackbeard's black hole opened up to me.
I just handed over a piece of paper: "The ability you stole, the lease is up."
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They call me "Roland of Paper Wings", the Fourth Emperor? I'm just a businessman selling the future.
My chamber of commerce is spread all over the world, my contract binds the Shichibukai, and my paper bird monitors Marie Joa.
The redhead asked me what I wanted, the dragon invited me to revolution, and Luffy said my adventure was interesting.
And I caressed the first page of the diary:
"If the world were a tome of injustice——"
"I will use paper as my wings to change my destiny."
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[Machiavellian management + concept awakening + power development]
[Use the weakest fruit to write the highest rules]
