The following days passed uneventfully. With so much free time i got upon the completion of 'Island Exploration', I decided to spend it in reading the Journal.
The book took me days to finished and to said that its good is understatement.
It was very interesting and inspiring.
The plot, characters was just amazing that I almost mistake it as a novel.
It was very refreshing and considering the fact that's it from a non-fighter point of view was even more eye opening. Literally, it change the way I view the world.
This world isn't only about pirates and marines. There's also common people, artists, musicians, farmer, fisherman and such on which each one have a unique story of thier own.
Realising that, made me rethink a lot of things.
I remember the first time I came in this world. That time I only had one thing in my mind, 'To survive'. Discovering that I'm in the world of 'One-Piece' turns it into 'to Adventure', and now after reading Albert's Journal... I'm not sure anymore.
This world is real, the people, the pain, the sensation.. everything was real. Beautiful yet cruel.
"Sigh, I don't know anymore." I sighed as one side of me wanted freedom, while the other wanted security.
Am I scared? maybe yes... but at the same time i felt hate.. hate to myself, anger at how weak willed and pathetic I am.
Now what? Freedom or Security?
".. troublesome." I sighed as I really don't know what to do. sighing i shook my head again. "Oh well, I'll decide it when the time comes."
It's been a week now since I discover the ship and lot of things was still a puzzle.
Like, How did this ship end up here? or Did Albert died? He offended people he shouldn't after all, and the outcome? everything!
His hometown along with his family and natives was burn, everyone that was associated with him was either killed, torture or assassinated... The guy was so depressed that he spend the last chapter whoring and drinking to his heart contents.
"Sigh, If only I could have those notes and blueprints." I wondered out loud as I really don't care about Albert, what I wanted is his research.
That guy was after all a freaking genius. He turned his dog (ricky) into a biological weapon that can turn Towns into a wasteland, creating a virus that can enhance ones physique, brain implanted chips that can turn someone into a slave and such...
"Unfortunately, I can't, he leave nothing of those in this ship... sigh, guess I can only reinvented it using the clues from the Journal." I mumbled but then sighed again as there's another problem.
I ain't no genius. How can I reinvented those?
*GROWWWL*
Chuckling, I shook my head. "It seems that thinking too much consume a lot of energy."
I got up from my table and leave the study room. Heading towards the kitchen and then start preparing the ingredients.
Chopping the meat into various pieces, Before turning on the stove (that somehow works just fine despite all those years), pour 5 cups water on the cauldron. Minutes later, I added the meat and boiled it to extract some oil and kill bacterias.
The process took an hour to finished, boiling, frying, seasonings and such, WALLLAA!
"Not bad." I nodded my head, the steak, while not good as the one in my world was very superb.
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AN: Another Boring Chapter