For every 100 PS = 1 bonus chapter
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The moment that number was uttered, everyone's brains buzzed and instantly went blank, unable to process a single thought.
The room fell into stunned silence.
Only Ron remained calm and composed, standing with a serene expression, completely unfazed.
After all, this was just the first livestream. And with Hancock's appearance alone, she could mesmerize any living creature—man, woman, young, old. Raking in gifts was practically effortless.
Not to mention, she didn't even do anything special during the stream. If she so much as waved her hand a little, the earnings would've shot past this already.
This was also Hancock's first time seeing so much money in one place. She may not have had a solid concept of what "wealth" meant, but she did understand that five billion was a terrifyingly massive number.
"Ron… Ron-sama… there's actually this much money…" Hancock's voice trembled, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief.
Ron smiled. "Withdraw some. Improving your people's lives is also part of your duty as a ruler."
"Mhm mhm ♡" Hancock's face turned red. "Is Ron-sama caring about me?"
Ron: ".…"
This woman's completely lost in love.
Sandersonia grinned and turned to Nyon. "Elder Nyon, how much do we need right now to ensure the citizens are well-fed?"
"Hmm…" Nyon thought for a moment, then raised two fingers. "Twenty million would be enough. But if you want to improve their lives, you'll need more."
"Only twenty million? This Empress shall give two hundred million!" Hancock said proudly. She immediately opened TikTok's backend, entered the withdrawal amount, and confirmed.
Suddenly, a small black vortex opened beneath her phone.
Then—
Bundles of banknotes began pouring out with a rustle, stacking quickly into a small mountain right in front of them.
"Nyon was utterly shocked by the pile of Berries. She was finally, truly convinced.
So this was real. Playing with phones and watching videos could actually make this much money!
She looked at the three sisters with awe and declared, "It was this old woman who misunderstood you. I never imagined livestreaming and videos could make so much. My thinking was too outdated. From now on, I won't interfere in your business anymore."
With that, she dove into the pile of cash, picked up a bundle, and began counting it joyfully. She even checked for counterfeit bills.
All real.
"Hahaha! From now on, Amazon Lily's women don't need to sail out and plunder anymore! This is fantastic!"
Seeing Nyon so gleeful, the three sisters exchanged looks and saw the same joy reflected in each other's eyes. Deep in their hearts, they knew…
This was all thanks to Ron.
The group turned to face Ron. Then, they bowed in unison.
"Ron-sama, you're truly the lucky star of Amazon Lily!" Sandersonia said, choking up slightly with gratitude in her eyes.
"You saved us sisters over a decade ago. And now, you've saved the entire island!" Marigold followed, her voice trembling with emotion.
"And you resolved the worries of our people. Now we no longer need to risk our lives as pirates, fighting tooth and nail for survival."
Even Nyon stood up from the money pile and bowed solemnly. "Ron, thank you… truly."
"What are you doing? Get up, get up!" Ron waved his hands awkwardly, a helpless smile on his face. "We're just helping each other. You don't need to thank me so seriously."
Then, he quickly shifted the topic. "Anyway, let's hurry up and start making the clothes. We should train more seamstresses and get more people involved."
"Later, find a contract factory. You can take a commission off production. Otherwise, with tens of millions of orders, who knows when you'll fulfill them."
The moment Ron finished, the others exchanged confused glances. They understood the first part, but after that… it was like a foreign language.
"Ron-sama, what's a contract factory? What's a commission? We don't understand," Sandersonia asked with a bewildered look.
"Yes, this Empress doesn't understand either," Hancock added, equally puzzled.
Clearly, this was another knowledge blind spot. Ron just smiled and began patiently explaining the basics of contract manufacturing.
"A contract factory is simple. It's…"
...
After Hancock's livestream ended, the entire TikTok landscape flipped on its head.
Now, one in every three videos was just women showing off their looks.
Cheongsams, especially, had become the dominant style—because they were modeled after Empress Hancock's cheongsam.
It was like they cracked the traffic code. Just wear a cheongsam, and the likes would roll in. If it was the same model as the Empress's? Guaranteed traffic surge!
...
Meanwhile.
On a certain sea near Loguetown, a pink pirate ship cruised along.
On deck stood a very different Alvida.
After eating the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, she had transformed from a bloated old hag into a sleek, curvy beauty.
Sunlight danced across her skin as she stood proudly, a self-satisfied smile on her face.
Suddenly, a scream erupted from below deck, startling the two brothers, Heppoko and Peppoko, who were scrubbing the floor.
They instantly looked up, panicking.
"What's wrong?! What happened to the Captain?!" Heppoko shouted, nearly dropping his mop.
"I don't know. Ever since she got that metal block, she's been acting strange," Peppoko whispered, confused.
"You mean that thing called a phone, right? She's glued to it, morning till night," Heppoko muttered.
"What's creepy is how she dances in front of it, twisting her waist and everything! Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it," Peppoko said with a shiver.
As the two whispered, their captain emerged from the cabin—wearing a pink cheongsam, looking absolutely thrilled.
"Hahaha! Worth it! Totally worth it! I knew it was smart to be the first to place an order! I have the sharpest eye on the sea!" Alvida laughed proudly as she admired the cheongsam she wore.
No doubt about it. She had ordered the dress the night of the livestream. Before the crowd. She was ahead of the trend!
By the time this cheongsam went viral, it would be sold out for months.
She would be the first pirate to ride this wave!
"Hey, you two! Come here and hold my phone!" Alvida suddenly called.
The two brothers froze, then rushed over, holding her phone obediently like human tripods.
Then—
Alvida began performing the viral "Zero Two" dance.
She'd only practiced it for a few minutes and hadn't mastered the moves yet, but with her beauty and figure, none of that mattered.
Her presence alone made the whole performance pop.
"I still need 300 more followers. Once I reach that, I can start livestreaming and get a Shopping Cart… but what should I sell?" Alvida pondered.
She had to sell something different. Something exclusive.
Not clothes. That market was already dominated by Amazon Lily. No competing there.
Just then—
She glanced down at the cheongsam on her body.
An idea sparked like lightning.
What if I sell "used" clothes—ones that I personally wore?!
Those old perverts would fight to buy them!
She, Alvida, was going to be famous!
And she'd definitely get that official TikTok verification badge!
"Hahaha! I need more followers—fast! I must beat everyone to the punch!"
Then, she turned to the two brothers and ordered, "Hey, have you two followed me on TikTok yet?"
"Huh? C-Captain, what… what's a TikTok account?" The brothers looked completely lost.
"Huh?" Alvida stared, then suddenly remembered, they didn't have phones yet.
She sighed.
What era are we in? No phone? You're not even qualified to be my crewmate.
Fine. She'd buy them phones as a year-end bonus.
But then, an idea hit her like a bolt of lightning.
Her eyes lit up. Her body trembled with excitement.
That's it!
She was missing over 300 followers. So what if… she bought 300 phones and handed them out?
Each phone came with a follower. Boom. Problem solved.
"The plan actually made sense! TikTok's rules didn't say anything about buying phones for people, right?
With that, Alvida ran to the bow of the ship and shouted with manic glee, "Let's go! Head for Loguetown! I'm buying phones! One for each of you!"
"Buy… phones?" The two brothers exchanged a glance, a chill running down their spines.
The Captain had gone mad from staring at a phone. Would they end up the same?
But disobeying her meant death. So, wearing the look of doomed men, they shouted together:
"Yes, Captain!"
"Set sail! We're buying phones!!"
(To be continued.)