Ordinary Group Owner: "Enough with these buzzkills. Has anyone tried the free lottery yet?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Normally, the first draw should have a bonus."
Do Me a Favor: "Kulala! Let me give it a try."
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "It's free anyway; hope I don't get something terrible."
Namikaze Minato: "Since it contains items from all group members' worlds, it's truly exciting."
Most Evil Spirit: "Exactly because it includes all items from everyone's worlds, the probability of drawing something valuable is extremely low."
After all, it probably included even trees and flowers.
To get something decent from so many items—that probability was minuscule.
Child of Nature: "The chat group should have considered probabilities. There might even be a safety net. With our luck, the chances of getting something good aren't high, but getting something terrible should be impossible."
Child of Nature: "Let's see what Dad, Ban, Da Gu, and Minato will draw."
Bai Xuan's eyes glimmered with curiosity; he wanted to know what items the other group members would get.
Meanwhile, in the One Piece world, Whitebeard stared blankly at the giant lifelike doll in his hands, his face full of disbelief.
Although his world's technology was different, that didn't mean he didn't know what it was. Even if he didn't, the chat group's notes explained everything.
[1:1 Lifelike Giant Doll — customized for Giants, perfect for relieving loneliness and releasing enthusiasm]
[Note: See? I'm thoughtful! (???)/]
Thoughtful? What was he supposed to do with that?
If he hadn't drawn it himself, he would have smashed it with his naginata. Thankfully, he had gone to his room before drawing; otherwise, if his sons saw it, it would be embarrassing.
Slightly relieved, Whitebeard gathered a gentle white glow in his hands, preparing to destroy the doll—but just as he was about to act…
"Creak."
"Dad, the banquet is going well. Why are you leaving? Is your health—?"
Marco, worried about Whitebeard's health, walked in and saw the giant lifelike doll.
Silence. His concern vanished; there was nothing he could say.
It was a health problem, but one beyond his sons' ability to fix. After all, their father was already old.
They hadn't paid attention to his private life; they didn't even know when he had ordered the doll.
But no matter what, a doll couldn't replace him.
"What's wrong, Marco? What did Dad say?"
"And why are you just standing at the door?"
Jozu saw Marco frozen at the door, asked a couple of questions, and walked over. The other division captains, curious, came too.
Seeing Whitebeard holding the oversized doll, they fell silent.
"Pfft!"
"Never thought you were like this, Dad."
"Dad truly is the world's strongest man, thriving even in old age."
"Hahaha!"
Someone couldn't hold back their laughter, and soon everyone joined in. They never imagined their father had this side.
Whitebeard's face went from red to black; he immediately threw the people at the door out and slammed it shut.
A lifetime of reputation ruined by a lottery! If this got out, how could he still be their father?
He didn't realize this was just the beginning.
After being thrown out, Ace and the others discussed their father's marital future.
"Dad's situation needs attention."
"But with Dad's body, ordinary women probably couldn't handle it."
Marco nodded, thinking of women on the sea suitable for Whitebeard. He and Ace spoke in unison:
"Big Mom?"
But that thought was immediately dismissed—they were impossible as a match.
Apart from her, they couldn't think of anyone suitable.
"Should we ask a news agency to find a wife for Dad?"
"Giants are rare, but they exist."
Jozu suggested this idea; Marco and the others nodded.
"Only this option remains."
Whitebeard never expected to experience a "social death" across the entire sea.
And Marco and the others' "thoughtfulness" and backstabbing gave him a new reason to "train" them.
Ordinary Group Owner: "@Do Me a Favor, @Uchiha Dance King, @Cook Da Gu Into Soup, @Golden Flash, what did everyone draw?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Why is no one saying anything?"
Most Evil Spirit: "I guess they drew something embarrassing."
Child of Nature: "I think you're right."
Otherwise, they would have boasted immediately.
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "I don't know what to say. Look for yourselves."
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "Image."
[Skill Book: Postpartum Care for Sows]
[A gentle tap will teach you the highest-level postpartum care skills for sows, making you a friend of pigs everywhere.]
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "Who wants to be a friend of pigs?! Why did I draw this skill book?!"
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "Why put this in the lottery pool? This is messing with people's minds!"
Shooting, driving, combat skills—he could accept those. Why a book about sow postpartum care?
Ordinary Group Owner: "Hahaha, Da Gu and pigs? Impossible, can't imagine that combo."
Child of Nature: "Though it's hard to imagine, it's not actually a bad thing."
Child of Nature: "If you leave the Victory Team, you could raise pigs. There's a saying: 'Raise pigs to get rich.'"
Child of Nature: "Does that make you feel better?"
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "No! Even if I leave, I don't want to raise pigs!!!"
Most Evil Spirit: "Nothing we can do, shrug."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Ban, Dad, what did you draw?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "With Da Gu at the bottom, it can't be worse, right?"
Cook Da Gu Into Soup: "I hate to admit it, but nothing could be weirder. Even a rock would be better."