Ghost Shark, but in the world of One Piece

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A sense of panic suddenly arose in her heart. She was very familiar with this unpleasant feeling; it was being outshone in appearance, outshone in ability, and outshone in temperament just a moment ago.

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"Is my heart calling out, yearning for a dream that stirs my soul?"

"Though sadness may always repeat itself, I'm sure I'll meet you somewhere...."

The melody, striking straight to the heart, travels through the dreamlike current, like a gentle breeze in the forest, caressing the cheeks of every listener.

The melody came from the guitar she was playing, crisp and lively, light and graceful.

The singing was like a spring flowing in the wilderness, ethereal and distant.

"That singing!"

The entire audience seemed to be bewitched, their souls being cleansed by the pure sound, shedding the filth and darkness of the past, and embracing purity with their hearts.

Haiya shuddered and instinctively gripped the recording Den Den Mushi in her hand.

Her expression almost froze.

Not just her, but her pure voice alone, with just the first two lines, captivated everyone's musical sensibilities.

It's like a melody from the land of elves!

The song is unrestrained, joyful and unrestrained, like a river flowing into the sea, birds returning to their homeland, flowing seamlessly, as natural as the wind.

Hancock was stunned, her expression incredibly complex. This woman was practically her nemesis. She had practiced singing so hard, she had already reached the pinnacle of her craft.

And this woman, practically riding a rocket, grinned and said to herself: Hey! I'll show you what music is all about!

So it broke through countless ceilings and flew straight to the moon.

Is this what you call music?!

Even knowing the road ahead is lonely and uncertain, I am still willing to use these hands to seek the light...

The light and airy tunes filling the stadium are warm and comforting, like a lovely elf wandering through the fields, inviting the forest breeze to dance a beautiful waltz.

Uta, backstage, was almost stunned, much like Hancock.

The beautiful melody of "The Fool" seems to evoke the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind, weaving together the past and instantly transporting the listener to a forest filled with the sound of waves, stringing together a past that flashes by like a revolving lantern.

It's Windmill Village and Luffy!

She felt as if she were sitting in front of Makino's tavern, with Shanks drinking and chatting at the door, and little Luffy squatting on the steps in a small ball. The evening breeze of the grassland blew over, embracing the notes in the song, unforgettable and beautiful.

It's our friends from the windmill village!

Uta burst into tears instantly.

Let's create a new era together.

"Okay!"

On the coast at dusk, two children made a promise by linking hands.

The wind of my childhood, the sea of ​​my childhood, the little bar where laughter echoed at night, where did all those lost juice bottles go?

Shanks...why did you betray us?

Uta covered her face, tears streaming through her fingers, crying uncontrollably.

"Adjust all shots to close-up." Morgans walked over to a photographer and issued the order forcefully.

The photographer, holding a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter), felt overwhelmed and reminded him, "President, this is a masked contest."

"Then one camera will capture her gaze, another will capture the movements of her hands, and you can choose the last camera position."

Morgans looked at the Fool with fervor, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Take pictures as you please?" The photographer was furious but dared not speak out. Wasn't this making things difficult for working-class people?

Finally, seeing the birdman's gaze completely absorbed, he stammered, "Could you... define this 'casual'?"

"You're still asking this? What an idiot! An idiot!" Morgans, whose music had been disturbed, instantly turned red and smacked the other person on the head. "Film wherever it looks good! Film her figure! Film the audience's reaction!"

Listen to what you're saying.

The photographer's eyes widened in surprise, then his expression turned sour as he kept adjusting his position.

The evocative songs continue.

The Fool, with her eyes closed, was filled with delicate and rich emotions. She was unaware of the exaggerated reactions from her opponents and the audience, nor did she know how high this song would rise in the future.

She simply sang with complete focus, without any distractions, and then smoothly transitioned into the humming part of the song.

"La la la la la la la la la la la~ Mmm mmm mmm mmm lulu lulu lulu~"

The soothing melody leaped out of the fool's throat in a line, vying to be the first in a childlike chase game.

Humming knows no bounds, drifting freely from mountains and forests to plains, from fields to streams, floating unrestrained in the blue sky, flowing into memories with a tinkling sound.

"By the quiet window in the early morning sunlight, my empty body gradually felt fuller?"

"I no longer need to search across the ocean, because the dazzling and precious treasure has always been here?"

"It exists in my heart?"

The soothing song quietly came to a close with a long, drawn-out hum, leaving the listeners, immersed in the Fool's Song, with this scene in their minds.

—The evening bells tolled, signaling the end of the day. Herds of cattle and sheep leisurely and slowly crossed the fields. Weary farmers walked home under the starlight, leaving only me and the twilight to share this world.

The song ended, but the lingering melody remained, and the audience lingered, unwilling to wake up.

Ghost Shark smiled, didn't disturb them, bowed in thanks, and waited quietly.

Life is already so hard; it's rare to find something that can cleanse our souls.

You, Hancock, advocate adventure? I'll purify your souls!

The Dao Power Test Stele says it well: Give them a little modern musical shock!

After a while, the audience woke up, all looking dazed.

Chapter 138 This little thing is really good at drawing lots (Please subscribe)

The audience below the stage were looking at the fool with expressions as if he were a monster.

The peacock and the lark had blank stares, clearly completely bewildered.

Smoker exhaled a puff of smoke thoughtfully, a nostalgic look on his face.

It reminded me of my childhood.

The photographer directed the third Den Den Mushi (snail phone), circling the camera and focusing it on the audience whose expressions had become uncontrollable.

He was the first to recover from her daze, and she clapped, breaking the silence with applause. At that moment, her smile was incredibly kind, and her wrinkled face shone brightly, as if she had become ten years younger.

As a senior naval officer, Tsuru keenly perceived the positive significance of this song for this world filled with hostility.

Led by He, the stunned audience erupted in a huge cheer, still wanting more.

The celebrities and elites quickly realized what was happening and applauded enthusiastically.

Several kings of the member states were even more tempted, willing to accept any conditions as long as they could bring the Fool into their countries to serve as the royal chief music master.

The sentimental girls screamed out loud, thanking the Fool for the spiritual journey he brought, and all the doubts they had before the concert naturally disappeared.

The cheers from all directions seemed to merge into an ocean. Ghost Shark glanced at Tsuru and Tina, who were clapping enthusiastically, and a smile spread across his face.

Hancock, watching from backstage, stared intently at the scene. Her wine glass clattered to the ground from her weakness. Salome was startled, and by the time she came to her senses, the cold wine had already soaked the snake's body.

In the first row of the audience, some balding judges, including BBB, were particularly effusive in their praise.

"In today's world where musical tastes are declining, the positive impact of an excellent work on the market's recovery is self-evident. In recent years, mainstream music has gradually declined, while various novel music genres such as rock, electronic dance music, and city pop have become very popular."

"Some songs that sell well at the top of the charts are more novel than excellent. Peel back the pretty shell and you'll find dark, empty, nihilistic, and incomprehensible filth."

"Personally, I felt sad and lost when these works reached such a high level, until I heard Ms. Fool's 'Always With Me,' and the feeling of warmth returned to my heart."

"The melody that urged me to cry, along with the rather Zen-like lyrics, slowly flowed into my mind. The incredible nature of life, the incredible nature of death, the incredible nature of tranquility."

"It's like going back to that long summer afternoon, when I was running alone down the street. There were clouds, wind, cicadas chirping, boat girls singing through the blue sky, ancient trees swaying in the breeze, and lazy kittens dozing off..."

"My aesthetic sense tells me that this is a good song!"

My gut feeling tells me this will be a hit!

Thank you, Ms. Fool, for this gift before summer. I look forward to the physical single release of "Forever With You" soon. Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Fool.

The part-time columnist for the renowned music magazine "MUSIC LIFE" stood up solemnly, bowed slightly, and his insightful comments ignited the discussion at the scene.

"Sparashi! How long has it been since I've experienced such an unparalleled feeling?" A spectator's limbs writhed like maggots, his expression one of extreme fervor. "I'm... totally high!"

"Awoooooo~" Some people enjoyed listening to it, but they had already said everything, so they could only howl.

"From now on, Father! The fool is my real father!!!" Someone uttered these outrageous words, which were shocking and unconventional.

"It's been so long since graduation, I didn't expect you to still be singing, Fool. Long time no see. I lost my contacts before, could you send me your phone number privately so I can add it back? We're old classmates, let's chat more often." Someone said sincerely.

other people:? ? ?

You've got abacus beads flying right in my face.

With the audience's enthusiastic support, the Fool's momentum reached its peak!

Amidst the audience's shouts of "Encore! Encore!", the Fool playfully made a "baa baa" gesture, then subconsciously adjusted his veil, looking dashing and cool as he waited for the first three singers to come on stage and for the final scores.

The results came out quickly, and the Fool deservedly took first place.

Her vote count was an almost epic crushing defeat compared to the other three.

Although the second-place winner, "The Hanged Man," also advanced, the two had vastly different numbers of votes: one had nearly 70,000 recommendation votes, while the other only had a little over 1,000.

It can only be said that there are differences among those who advance.

"What are your expectations for the upcoming matches?" The Fool looked up and thought for a moment. "There's not much to say, is winning the championship inevitable?"

Her tone was relaxed and cheerful, as if she were hosting a tea party. It was as if winning the championship was no different from eating and drinking for her, and the thing is, the audience didn't object; on the contrary, they nodded in deep agreement.

"Compared to that, I'd like to talk more about the meaning this song conveys." The Fool's voice was gentle, making listeners feel comfortable.

"This world is cruel. Sometimes you will cry for no reason, you will suddenly break down while walking on the street, and you may even encounter pirates. But this does not stop us from watching the sunset and falling in love with this world again."

"In short, live well."

These words, of course, were only directed at the navy and civilians.

Wow, she's so gentle!

A thunderous applause erupted, sincere and enthusiastic.

With the group stage over, it's time for the draw.

Based on the principle of "let's have some fun and not be afraid of making things worse," the guest chosen for the lottery was Alice, the lucky goddess and representative of the medical team from Round Moon Island.

The deep-sea fleet's naval personnel were all looking forward to this moment, and no one knew how the game would go with Alice's luck.

Alice, dressed in a blue and white evening gown, walked step by step to the front of the stage. Her smooth, long golden hair slightly obscured her vision, and her profile in front of the camera was as beautiful as autumn leaves falling in the wind.

The Deep Sea Fleet's attractiveness is undeniable; its command team comprises almost all of the new generation of beautiful female naval officers, not to mention one of the world's top...

A beautiful woman.

It looks so good... oh?

With a thud, Alice, wearing high heels she wasn't used to, twisted her ankle and fell straight into the Fool's arms, causing a gasp from the crowd.

Now, even those Marines who hadn't mastered Observation Haki were forced to learn the Fool's identity.

Alice's divine fall, complete with its own navigation, has long been legendary. Her landing point is directional and binds to one person, so even if others are nearby, the unlucky one can't fall in.

Fortunately, these guys had all been warned by their superiors to watch the game with a fair and open mind and not to listen to the songs with a bias.

However, even without taking sides, Colonel Specter's strength is beyond doubt!

Two draw boxes were set up at the competition venue, and Alice, who had been reassigned, had one on each side, quickly determining the match schedule for the two-on-one duels.

First Half: [World] (Uta) vs. [Judgment], [Tower] vs. [Empress]

Second half: The Fool vs. The Magician, The Lovers (Hancock) vs. The Hanged Man

"Hey, are you kidding me? The Fool and the Lovers are going to face off in the semifinals?"

"No! I'm a fan of both! Tying the wings into knots is too cruel!"

"This little thing really knows how to draw lots!" (Gritting teeth)