On the day of time travel, Zhong Shan thought he was getting an ordinary script.
Starting with a wine barrel, encountering Luffy, wandering around in the East China Sea, and just messing around step by step. Until that day, he was dragged into an open-air cinema by a white light on the sea, and sat on the stone steps to watch "Nobita and the Three Dream Swordsmen."
When the show ended, I had a silver sword and a full set of swordsman heritage in my pocket. He changed his name to Noah and began pretending to be a swordsman.
The second time I was pulled into the theater, the open-air stone steps were turned into leather seats, and the movie shown was "Fist Wish Asura". After the show ended, I had a complete Erhu style in my body.
Indestructible, ghostly, pre-borrowed, Shura martial arts that exchanges life for strength.
He didn't know when the theater would come again, or who would be drawn in next time or what movie would be shown.
That theater showed up completely randomly, never saying hello, never explaining. The only thing that is certain is that after every screening, someone will gain power that does not belong to this world.
Luffy's fist is harder than in the original work, Zoro has learned the Wu clan's secret technique of liberation, and Nami has the insight to see through people's hearts. Even the minions of the Bucky Pirates received gifts that could change their lives in the theater.
All power comes with a price tag. Everyone who receives a gift will pay a price at some point.
Zhong Shan stood at the dock of Orange Town, with the silver sword intent and the strength of Erhuliu in his body slowly converging. On the distant sea, the flag of the Buggy Pirates was blown by the wind.
He didn't know when he would be pulled into a theater next.
