Arrival

Chapter 44 Arrival

Above the beautiful and magnificent clouds.

Suzuki was traveling at high speed in a huge, specially made "Whiplash".

The Waver is a special navigational tool for the residents of Sky Island; it is a vehicle that requires mastering the direction of ocean currents to operate smoothly.

It utilizes the "shells," a specialty of the Sky Island, for rapid travel.

The ship that Suzuki is currently riding on is a super-large Veyron made using countless "shells".

Not long ago, he came to the White Sea from the Western Peak and is now sailing towards the Gates of Heaven where he pays his fees.

The Veyron sailed swiftly across the White Sea, stirring up layers of misty seawater behind it.

Suzuki went up to the deck and looked at the beautiful scenery of the White Sea.

This navigable sea, formed by "ocean clouds" in the cumulonimbus clouds at an altitude of 7000 meters, gives people a dreamlike feeling.

The countless soft, fluffy sea clouds make everyone who comes here want to try touching them.

Suzuki's heart was also somewhat stirred.

In a short period of time, he witnessed two incredible natural wonders.

Whether it was the summit of the Western Paradise or this white sea at an altitude of 7000 meters, it was undoubtedly something he had never seen before.

The vastness, richness, and wonder of the pirate world filled him with anticipation for his future journey.

At this time, apart from Suzuki, everyone else on the deck was a local resident of the Sky Island.

They were still very curious about this rare outsider.

One of them, a man who looked to be around twenty years old and wearing a burgundy shirt, approached Suzuki and asked with a curious expression:

"Hasso! Sir, are you from Qinghai down there?"

Suzuki knew that Qinghai referred to the four seas and the Grand Line below.

He was also somewhat interested in the inhabitants of the Sky Island.

These people live high in the white sea for many years, and not only are they accustomed to it, but their appearance is also quite different from that of normal humans.

The inhabitants of the Sky Island are all quite handsome, like angels from a fairy tale.

They even had a pair of wings on their backs that looked like decorative items.

However, these wings are so small that it's obvious they can't carry a person.

Suzuki was quite puzzled. If it couldn't fly, what was the purpose of evolving these wings? Was it just for looks?

However, these questions cannot, of course, be asked directly in front of the locals.

So, Suzuki nodded to the man in the burgundy shirt who had approached him and asked if he was from Qinghai.

"Yes, are there usually very few people from Qinghai visiting Sky Island?"

The man in the burgundy shirt looked at Suzuki, who didn't even have wings on his back, and felt a surge of excitement.

At first, no one said anything. When he saw Suzuki, he thought he was a resident who tucked his wings into his clothes, or a Shandian resident of Kumogakure who often fought with the Sanctuary.

It wasn't until he heard a surprised question from one of his companions that he realized Suzuki was from Qinghai.

This is so strange!

The man in the burgundy shirt quickly and happily replied to Suzuki:

"Hasso! Of course! I've lived on Sky Island for over ten years, and I've never seen a person from Qinghai before!"

Then, with great curiosity, he asked Suzuki:

"Sir, what is Qinghai like? Is it different from Baihai?"

"I've heard that the lakes in Qinghai are all turquoise or blue, is that true?"

"Are people from Qinghai really not allowed to grow wings?"

"I heard you don't have any shellfish where you live. How do you usually manage?"

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The man in the burgundy shirt was clearly very curious, and asked a series of questions.

This prompted the other sky island residents on the deck to gather around, eager to hear about Qinghai.

Suzuki did not seem annoyed by this series of questions.

He carefully noted down every question the man in the burgundy shirt asked, and then meticulously answered them one by one.

"Yes, it's a bit different from the Sky Islands, the Blue Sea..."

"Oh, I see."

"Is it really that amazing? I really want to see it."

"Hehehe, thank you, sir!"

"..."

After a long while, having answered the questions of these curious sky island inhabitants, Suzuki began to inquire about his own affairs:

"Do you know where this floating island of Pika is?"

The people on the deck had just received a series of worldviews from Suzuki that were very different from the sky islands they had lived in before, and they were still not in a state of shock.

Most of the inhabitants of these sky islands are still immersed in the magical Grand Line, the four seas, and the Reverse Mountain described by Suzuki.

However, because of Suzuki's patient explanations, many of these people had developed a good impression of this young gentleman from Qinghai.

After hearing Suzuki's question, a middle-aged man dressed in a light blue shirt gave the answer:

"Sir, I know! Hasso~"

"I've been to Bica before on merchant ships, it's quite far, sir."

"Bika is probably in that direction."

The middle-aged man pointed to the eastern side and then continued:

"Getting to Bika, even by Veyron, would take at least several months!"

"If you start from here, you'll pass Hallelujah Island, then White Mountain Island, and then..."

"Then we arrived at Apayado, and after sailing southeast for more than two weeks, we arrived at Bica."

Upon learning Bika's location, Suzuki smiled slightly.

After thanking the middle-aged man who had shown him the direction to Bika and the sailing route, Suzuki chatted with the sky island residents on the deck about the differences between the Blue Sea and the sky islands.

Before long, the massive Veyron arrived at the "Gate of Heaven".

The Gate of Heaven sounds impressive, but it's actually just a place where ships and people pay tolls when they pass through the Sky Island.

Whether you come from Gaya Island or from the summit of the West, the fees that need to be paid are unavoidable.

However, the cost wasn't too high. Suzuki was traveling on a merchant ship, and he didn't have any companions with him.

The toll is only 50 million Ik, which is the currency of Sky Island.

If converted to Pelés, it's only about 5,000 Pelés.

The exchange rate between Ik of Skypiea and Beli issued by the World Government is 10,000 to 1.

After paying the fees, Suzuki continued his journey aboard the massive Veyron towards the nearest sky island.

Not long after, they arrived at a sky island called Nianyu Island.

As he disembarked, Suzuki waved goodbye to the friendly and curious inhabitants of the Sky Island, and for the first time, he set foot on the island's ground.

Although it's not in Qinghai, it still has places that resemble ports.

Suzuki changed into a very loose trench coat to better conceal his conspicuous lack of wings.

Then he continued walking on the dock, carefully observing the conversations around him.

"Selling silver coins, selling silver coins, eight million Ik kroner each!"

Good morning, Second Uncle!

"I caught a big fish in the White Sea today! Look, look! Hahahaha!"

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Just when Suzuki thought there was no more information worth noting.

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