Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: One Piece World

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[T/N: I guess, the Naruto world journey is now over. Paving the way for One Piece. This is the original notes of the author:

**The era of Shinobi has come to an end, paving the way for pirates.

Many claim that pirates are reckless and long to explore new worlds, but the truth is that I, the humble author, haven't watched much anime. One piece is one of the few I did watch.

You can say pirates seeking freedom are a significant part of my youth.

I am eager to witness the clash between Naruto and Luffy. I want to see Uchiha Madara take on the challenges of the New World.

I also wish for Red-Haired Shanks to experience what the Wood Style really is. (Possibly referring to Shanks when he scared that wood admiral)

I want to discover who the true god is in comparison between Im and Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.

In this volume, I indulge myself a bit. While the protagonist play a role, there are many other characters involved.

If you can accept this premise, then take your time reading.**]

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In the first half of the Grand Line, at the entrance to the sea route, there were seven islands, one of which was Whisky Peak.

On the surface, it appears to be a small-town welcoming pirates, but in truth, it was a hub for bounty hunters.

A few days ago, several strangely dressed individuals arrived in town, yet their arrival caused no stir.

The reason was simple: they had no bounties on their heads.

For the bounty hunters, who live off capturing pirates, these newcomers were of no interest.

In an unremarkable inn, this small group gathered.

Among them was a tall, muscular bald man doing something unexpected-teaching.

He held a wooden stick and pointed at a blackboard.

"The climate, ocean currents, and celestial phenomena of the Grand Line are chaotic. Without

a Log Pose or an Eternal Pose, you'll lose your way," he explained.

The people in the audience sat with bored expressions, half-listening.

A young man at the back frowned slightly before slamming his palm onto the table.

Bang!

The loud sound didn't startle his companions, but it did terrify the burly man who had been speaking.

He immediately dropped to his knees.

"Spare my life, sir! I've told you everything I know!"

This guy who was pleading was Daz Bonez, also known as Mr. 1, a member of Baroque Works and wielder of the Dice-Dice Fruit.

His ability made him a formidable swordsman, yet even he had been humbled by these strangers.

The young man, who had just slammed the table, wasn't interested in Daz's pleas.

"Can't you pay attention during lessons? This man was hard to find," he said, his tone exasperated.

He had located this guy so that he could teach the group about various things pertaining to this world.

Deidara slouched at a table, and looked defeated.

"Colt-san, this is so boring. I haven't been this bored since my time in Iwagakure. I just want to blow something up."

Another youth with a long sword at his waist scoffed.

"Hmph, I could conquer these seas with ease. What's the point of all this nonsense?" It was Uchiha Sasuke.

"Don't speak so arrogantly, Uchiha," snapped Senju Tobirama, his gray hair swaying as he reprimanded Sasuke.

The latter merely rolled his eyes and turned away.

Colt, now leaning back in his chair, sighed. His countenance was much paler than before, and he even appeared a it sickly.

This group was too unruly to settle down and absorb the common sense of this new world.

It seemed they weren't going to adapt to the pirate world; instead, the world might have to adapt to them.

Looking back at Daz Bonez, who was still on his knees, Colt asked, "Do you have anything else to teach us?"

Daz broke into a cold sweat, his mind blank.

He had already shared all he knew with these terrifying strangers.

"Do you know how to use Haki?" Colt inquired.

Daz remained silent, the sweat on his forehead dripping faster.

Haki was a symbol of power in this world, and not many in the first half of the Grand Line had mastered it.

As a minor leader in a criminal organization, how could he be one of those who had learned it?

Seeing his expression, Colt waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, Sasuke, do it."

Sasuke's Sharingan flashed red, and in an instant, Daz collapsed, unconscious.

"Meeting time," Colt announced, calling everyone to gather around.

With no outsiders present, it was safe to discuss their plans.

The group consisted of Uchiha Sasuke, Senju Tobirama, Kisame Hoshigaki, Sasori, and Deidara-all individuals brought to this world by Colt.

Despite their diverse backgrounds, they shared one thing in common: loneliness.

All had been outcasts in their respective lives, now united under Colt's leadership.

"Over the past few days, you've familiarized yourselves with this world. What are your thoughts?" Colt asked, reclining like a nobleman.

Sasuke spoke first, his tone laced with disdain. "Barbarism, sin, filth, and chaos"

"I disagree," Deidara countered, eyes gleaming with excitement.

"The explosions in this world are way more interesting than in the ninja world. Here, I can

unleash my art without worrying about elemental weaknesses."

Colt glanced at Deidara, feeling sorry for him.

Every time Deidara tried to use his explosive art, he inevitably faced an opponent proficient in

Lightning Style, nullifying his efforts.

"True art is eternal," Sasori interjected, correcting Deidara.

"No matter the world, as long as I exist, I will bring true art with me."

He paused before adding, "It's a shame that Kakuzu didn't make it here. He would've loved

this world."

Kisame grinned and nodded toward Colt.

"It doesn't matter what this world is like. As long as you're with us, we'll follow your lead."

Colt waved off the compliment.

"I'm just a no-name right now."

"Modesty doesn't suit you," Sasuke muttered, rolling his eyes at Kisame and Colt.

Finally, Tobirama leaned forward, his expression serious.

"I want to know why we're here. What's our purpose?"

Everyone turned their attention to Colt.

"The ninja world is too small," Colt began, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"We need more space. Both for ourselves and for our people."

He stretched out his hand, and a green sprout grew from his palm, wrapping itself around his

fingers affectionately.

"Even my Divine Tree needs nutrients."

The group exchanged uneasy glances.

They all remembered the devastation caused by the Divine Tree back in the ninja world.

Though it was merely a sprout now, the memories of its destructive power were still fresh.

"You want to plant a Divine Tree in this world?" Tobirama asked, his voice strained.

Colt chuckled.

"Don't worry. The natural energy here is abundant. One Divine Tree won't harm this world."

With a snap of his fingers, the sprout disappeared, and Colt sat up.

"Now, let's discuss our next steps."

"I need all of you to master Haki before we make any significant moves. It's the most effective

way to increase your power in this world."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"Where do we learn it?"

Colt pulled out a map, pointing to the Sabaody Archipelago.

"There's a place there called Shakky's Rip-Off Bar. You'll find Silvers Rayleigh, the former

first mate of Gol D. Roger. He'll teach you."

Sasuke was intrigued.

He had heard of Gol D. Roger, the legendary Pirate King, whose actions had plunged this

world into chaos.

"This is a test," Colt continued.

"I won't offer any help. Only those who can make it to Sabaody and learn Haki will be able to

participate in the future plans."

Deidara grinned.

"No problem. I'll handle this easily."

The others remained silent, but their determined expressions spoke volumes.

Colt nodded, satisfied.

"Good. I knew this wouldn't be an issue for you."

"What's next after that?" Tobirama asked again.

"Should we start claiming territory?"

Colt shook his head.

"Not yet. I have a plan. You'll all act according to my instructions when the time comes."

He turned to Tobirama.

"You might need to go undercover for a while. Tell me, are you interested in joining the World

Government?"

"The World Government?" Tobirama frowned.

"Yes. Specifically, I need you to infiltrate the CP organizations."

Tobirama considered it for a moment before agreeing.

"Fine. I'll work my way up."

Colt smiled, then shifted his attention to Sasuke.

"Once you learn Haki, I want you to join the Whitebeard Pirates."

Sasuke scowled.

"I prefer rking alone. Send Kisame instead."

Colt raised a finger, smirking.

"One thousand performance points per month."

"I'm in," Sasuke replied instantly, earning envious looks from the others.

Performance points were a reward system Colt had introduced, allowing them to exchange points for various benefits, including powerful ninjutsu and even... resurrection.

Five hundred performance points can be exchanged for an A-rank ninjutsu.

Two thousand points allow you to exchange for an S-rank ninjutsu.

Five thousand points can be exchanged for a dual-attribute bloodline limit.

And so on...

With 100,000 performance points, you can even ask Colt to resurrect someone for you.

When this last option was revealed, it drove countless people to the brink of obsession. Who doesn't have a friend or family member they regret losing?

As long as you work hard and accumulate enough points, you can reunite with your loved ones

once again.

However, earning performance points was not easy. There was a strict evaluation system in

place.

D-rank missions don't earn points, while C-rank missions offer 10 to 30 points.

A-rank missions reward between 50 and 100 points.

As for S-rank missions, they provide only a few hundred points.

Of course, you can earn contributions through other means, but they were closely regulated.

The ninja world of today was far too peaceful.

There weren't enough high-level missions for everyone to complete.

No wonder Sasuke's drive intensified instantly.

He longed to see his parents again.

A thousand points a month!

That's equivalent to completing four or five S-rank missions in that time.

Colt watched Sasuke's newfound energy and felt a sense of relief.

No matter how rebellious a teenager might be, the weight of life's pressures will make them

yield.

At least, the once-cocky Sasuke had transformed.

Now, he was a hardworking, determined kid, fighting for the revival of the Uchiha clan.