For every 100 PS = 1 bonus chapter
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Ron saw the message and burst out laughing. What a low-level insult. Does this guy not even know how to curse properly? He decided to go all in:
>"A Celestial Pig is a Celestial Pig. Can't you read? Did you not even finish elementary school? I'm cursing you, you useless garbage Celestial Pig. Got it now? Don't ask me again, my IQ doesn't allow me to talk to you anymore."
What the hell?
Everyone watching the stream was stunned. This was a blatant, ruthless insult. The best part? It was hilarious. They were about to laugh themselves to death.
They all wanted to join in and curse too, but everyone had their own reservations.
Marine Headquarters Base
Garp and Sengoku were also tuned in.
At first, they were both stunned by Hancock's beauty and were about to send her a small gift to show support.
But before they could even click the button, they saw Ron send a Universe. They froze. That thing cost 100,000 Berries!
This guy's seriously loaded.
Then—
Just as Sengoku was getting ready to spend Garp's food allowance, Saint Charlos popped up on the screen.
What followed wasn't really an argument, it was a one-sided roast session from Ron, and it made the two old men feel incredibly refreshed.
"Hahaha! Looks like Ron's temper hasn't changed one bit since leaving the Marines," Garp roared with laughter.
"Damn satisfying. It's been ages since I've felt this pleased," Sengoku stared at the name floating on the screen and sighed. "It was because of those dog-like Celestial Dragons in the first place. If it weren't for them, Ron wouldn't have been forced out of the Marines."
"Wasn't it your plan in the first place?" Garp grumbled.
"They wanted Ron executed! If we hadn't handled it this way, the outcome would've been much worse," Sengoku explained.
"Damn it! There's just no dealing with these Celestial Dragons!" Garp cursed again, but then laughed, "Still, Ron's the real winner here. He's cursed that walking chandelier until he can't even speak."
"Is that so? Let me see." The two turned their attention back to the live stream.
Only Ron's insult was still floating across the screen, but the response they were all waiting for never came.
Everyone grew more puzzled. Could it be... Charlos was scared?
That shouldn't be. The guy's a Celestial Dragon.
Just then, someone in the chat followed up with a curse: "Where's the Celestial Pig? Why aren't you talking?"
After more than ten seconds with no reply, the commenter got bolder: "Mute now? A pig who thinks he's a god, choked to death on pig slop?"
Still no reply after another four or five seconds.
The chat exploded.
Everyone collectively turned their guns on the Celestial Pig, cursing with abandon.
After all, it's not like the guy could follow the internet cables and beat them up. What was there to be afraid of?
Just then.
Ron dropped a nuclear bomb of a message, giving everyone permission to go all-out:
>"Feel free to curse. Just block the guy afterward. Once you add him to your blacklist, he won't be able to see your profile at all. He definitely can't find you. I tested it myself. 100% legit!"
The whole livestream chat went wild.
You can do that?!
What a good man!
They went completely unhinged. As long as they blacklisted the guy, he'd never find them, couldn't even get a whiff of their usernames, let alone track them down.
And with so many people in the livestream, what were the odds of being singled out?
Even if he could find someone, what could he do? He didn't even know what island you were on. Stomping his feet in rage was all he had left.
A wave of collective cursing surged through the chat. Even if each person only typed one insult, the screen filled up instantly.
At that moment, Saint Charlos had already fainted from pure rage.
Ron's earlier comments had already left him speechless. And now, with the metaphorical walls collapsing and everyone kicking him while he was down, the barrage of insults finally pushed him over the edge—he couldn't even breathe and passed out on the spot.
That's why he never responded to any of the later insults.
The few slaves nearby were scared out of their minds.
Saint Charlos fainted like this… if anything happened to him, they'd all be executed!
They kept shaking him, but he didn't react at all.
Meanwhile, the chat was having the time of their lives.
They had never cursed a Celestial Dragon to his face like this before and now, they didn't even have to take responsibility. Just curse, block, and boom, you're safe forever!
>"Guys, if another Celestial Dragon shows up next time, @ me immediately. Even if I'm out pillaging, I'll stop just to log in and curse!"
>"Hahaha, I'm in too! These Celestial Pigs deserve to die! If I ever catch one, I'll torture him for three days straight!"
>"Thanks, TikTok, and thanks to the developer. Without you guys, I might never have had the chance to curse out a Celestial Dragon—uh, I mean, Celestial Pig—until I drop!"
>"Yeah, thanks TikTok, thanks devs!"
The chat slowly shifted tone, and everyone started thanking Ron again.
Ron's expression twisted slightly. Why aren't these guys sending gifts? Hurry up and send them!
Saying "thank you" was nice and all, but it wasn't nearly as satisfying as a couple hundred thousand Berries worth of gifts.
"I'll lead the charge again," Ron muttered. Then, he sent another gift!
[Ron sent a Fireworks 🎆 ×1]
When Hancock saw that Ron was sending gifts again, she immediately stopped drinking water and looked at the stream. Her eyes lit up like stars.
"Thank you, Ron ♡, for the Fireworks ♡~"
Just like that, the livestream's atmosphere exploded again!
People began furiously sending gifts just to get a thank-you from Hancock!
[Onigumo sent a Sports Car 🏎 ×1]
[Onigumo sent a Private Jet ✈️ ×1]
[Onigumo sent a Heart Me 💟 ×20]
[Onigumo Romantic Fireworks 🎇 ×10]
[Helmeppo sent Candy Cane 🍭 ×10]
[...]
"Wait, Marines watch streams too? That Rear Admiral just spent a fortune—must've blown his whole paycheck."
"Hahaha, you're right. What can you even buy with a Marine salary? Being a pirate is way more fun. I just looted a crew earlier, and I'm spending all the money today!"
"Hmph! I just got my pocket money and I'm throwing it all to support Goddess Hancock!"
"…"
Special effects flooded the screen like waves, never stopping.
Meanwhile, on the backend, Ron watched the recharge amount skyrocket, a wide grin spreading across his face.
He'd already passed 1.35 billion Berries!
And this was just the beginning.
[Jean Bart sent Motorcycle 🏍 ×10]
[Dellinger sent Heart Me 💟 ×20]
[Genzo sent Shiny Air Balloon🎈×2]
[Sanji sent Shiny Air Balloon 🎈×5]
"Goddess Hancock! I spent all the pocket money Nami-san gave me to support you~"
"Oi! Bastard Sanji, you used up this month's food budget too!"
"Ah, crap! Are we going to starve again?!"
"..."
The Straw Hats' complaints got buried instantly in the flood of messages. They appeared for just a second before disappearing like a ripple in the sea.
Ron smirked.
Looks like the Straw Hats were in for another sleepless night. And Sanji getting beaten up again? That was probably just the start.
(To be continued.)