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OP: My Aircraft Carrier Evolves#142+143: Robin: The Brooding King's in Love with Me? Mock Town and Doflamingo!

Added 2025-10-26 13:00:20 +0000 UTC

In the blink of an eye, two weeks passed.

The Sky Base was complete.

Jin left Niji, one of the Vinsmoke brothers, and 200 Germa soldiers to manage the base. He also left behind ten of the new, synthesized [Tiger]-class fighter jets from the Munch-Munch Factory and ordered them to recruit and train pilots from among the sky people.

"Lord Jin, are you leaving?"

Jin summoned the old chieftain and Gan Fall. He instructed them to manage the affairs of the sky people together.

"Don't worry," he said with a smile. "I'm going to grant Wyper a certain power. From now on, he'll be able to return to Skypiea whenever he wishes."

Grant him power?

The idea was strange, but Wyper followed the "god" onto the ship nonetheless.

It was nothing like he had imagined.

He stepped through the hatch and found himself not in a ship's cabin, but in a space of pure darkness.

The god's voice echoed around him.

"Wyper. Do not resist."

"I won't," Wyper replied, his resolve firm. He knew that if this god wanted him dead, he wouldn't need to resort to such elaborate theatrics.

Jin opened the ship's interface.

A lot has changed. Let's see the latest status report.

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[Primary Authority: Captain Jin]

[Hull Data: Length 85m | Width 25.2m | Height 14.6m | Weight 2750 Tons]
[Internal Space: 25.8 x 15.2 x 1.4 km³]

[Armaments: Main Cannons (56) | Heavy Cannons (325) | Firearms (12,068) | Blades (11,564)]

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After devouring Elegia, the ship's internal space had expanded dramatically. With the power of the Castle-Castle Fruit, it was now divided into four levels.

The upper level, primarily composed of the former Germa 66 fleet, had been converted into the carrier's primary research and technology center.

The second level housed the mycology labs and cultivation bases.

The third level was now the former kingdom of Elegia itself—a massive recreational center.

And the bottom level contained the boilers, engines, and workshops—the core of the demonic carrier.

As for personnel, Uta had been officially appointed as the ship's Musician.

In terms of materials, the battle against Tot Musica had consumed over a thousand soul crystals. The production of the new rifles and fighter jets, along with routine maintenance, had also taken its toll. The refined steel, used for the base at Cocoyasi Village and the construction of the concert hall and arena in Hannabal, was completely depleted.

But that was a problem for another day. He could get more steel from Sandy Island.

Gold, however, was a different story. It was a rare commodity. But here on Skypiea, after scouring the ruins, he had hit the jackpot, unearthing over four thousand tons of it.

To put that in perspective, the gold reserves of his entire home country had been just over two thousand tons. If he were to return now, he would be richer than entire nations.

Shandora truly was the City of Gold.

And it was all-natural gold, not the artificial kind created by the Gold-Gold Fruit. It made sense. Shandora was a city built by the Lunarians a thousand years ago. They had likely gathered gold from all over the world—or perhaps even brought it with them from another planet.

The Golden Bell alone weighed fifty tons.

But given its historical significance, Jin had mercifully decided to spare it. He'd had it moved to the shrine, to be rung every year on the day of the festival.

Time to grant Wyper some power...

Jin entered "Calgara Wyper" into the sub-boatswain position on the crew roster and focused his will.

"Woooooooooom..."

A long, low hum echoed through the Empress.

In the darkness, Wyper felt a soft substance pressing in on him, releasing a strange, viscous liquid. It was cool, then warm, a pleasant sensation, like soaking in a hot spring. A current of heat began to gather in his chest, growing hotter and hotter.

Wyper's information appeared in the sub-boatswain field.

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[Position: Sub-Boatswain]

[Name: Calgara Wyper]

[Authority Level: 4]

[Height: 183cm]

[Abilities: None]

[Haki: Armament]

[Composite Doriki: 2590 - 4215]

[Evaluation: A fierce and skilled warrior with an indomitable will. A true warrior who will rise again and again, no matter how grievous his wounds, for the sake of his beliefs.]

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Jin nodded. With a basic grasp of Haki, Wyper's combat power had already increased. And he was only nineteen. He still had plenty of room to grow.

In the original story, he had taken numerous fatal blows from Enel, fired his Reject Dial three times, and had still managed to get back up.

Give him a purpose, put him through the crucible of battle, and he would become a monster on par with Zoro.

Jin had high hopes for him.

For now, he would remain on Skypiea, an anchor point for future teleportation.

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With everything settled, Jin and Robin departed.

The Gate of Heaven was a magnificent sight, a waterfall of clouds that seemed to fall from the Milky Way itself.

The old woman at the gate waved them off warmly.

Robin's gaze shifted from the river of clouds to Jin. This enigmatic king... what was he thinking? Though she had been by his side for some time now, he was still a complete mystery to her.

Young, powerful, knowledgeable... and completely unpredictable.

A light breeze stirred, parting the thin layer of mist.

"Aren't you going to ask me about the Poneglyph?" Robin asked, her voice hesitant.

Jin, pulled from his thoughts, glanced at her. Without a touch of makeup, Robin was already beautiful. But with a hint of red on her lips, she was utterly captivating.

"If you want to tell me, tell me," he said with a slight smile. "If you don't, I won't force you."

"And if it contains information about the Ancient Weapons?" she pressed. "You're really not interested?"

Jin shrugged. He already knew what was on it. "Even if I knew, what then? Take the Ancient Weapons, become a Yonko in the New World, or the Pirate King? Overthrow the World Government? Okay, let's say I overthrow the World Government. Then what? Who rules? The slaves, the commoners, or the nobles? Can a new ruler really govern the world? What about the more than 170 member nations? A tyrant's dictatorship, or another council of five elders? If you don't think it through, you're just swapping one set of rulers for another. Or maybe you don't even have to swap them. The kings are still kings, the nobles are still nobles, the slaves are still slaves..."

"A single weapon can't change the world," he continued, his voice taking on a distant quality. "And what's even harder to change... is human nature."

Robin listened, her expression thoughtful.

Jin laced his hands behind his head. "Thinking about all that is exhausting. I much prefer fast cars and beautiful women. You know why I keep you around, don't you?"

"Why?" she asked, surprised.

Jin turned and looked her over, a slow grin spreading across his face. "What do you think?"

His gaze was predatory.

Robin felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks. She rolled her eyes. "I always thought it was my talent you were interested in. Turns out it was just my looks."

"Can't it be both?" Jin said. "You're beautiful and talented. Doesn't that just make you all the more captivating?"

"Save it," she said, though the corner of her mouth twitched. "Your sweet talk won't work on me."

"Oh?" Jin chuckled. "The books say women love that kind of thing. The whole 'princess falls for the knight' trope... or the 'brooding king falls for the common girl' thing."

Robin said nothing. She simply produced a piece of paper. "This is the translation."

Jin took it.

Robin turned and walked away.

Jin glanced at the paper—it was more or less what he expected. A spark of electricity shot from his fingertip, and the paper ignited, turning to ash and scattering in the wind.

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Under a clear sky, on the tooth-shaped island of Jaya, lay the infamous town of Mock Town.

It was a lawless pirate haven, known for its culture of extravagant spending.

It was also a key port on one of the trade routes controlled by the Warlord Donquixote Doflamingo. In the original story, Bellamy and his crew were stationed here, managing Doflamingo's illegal underground dealings.

But with Bellamy's crew having been wiped out in the North Blue, and with the opening of Hannabal, Mock Town's revenue had taken a significant hit. Doflamingo was not pleased. He had taken the opportunity of Sengoku's summons to the Warlords to make a stop here.

He had brought one of his subordinates, Machvise, to take over the town's affairs.

Doflamingo was already on his way to Marineford for the meeting. Machvise was still in his room, fast asleep.

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Outside a tavern, at an open-air table, sat a lone figure.

He wore a strange hat and an eyepatch over his right eye. His face was long, and he was wrapped in a black cloak, giving him an air of mystery.

Van Augur was cleaning his rifle. He often operated in this area, hunting valuable targets who had just entered Paradise.

People had tried to recruit him, but because they were weaker than him, he had killed them.

'That is fate,' he thought, picking up his beloved rifle, Senriku. It had an unusually long barrel and a flared, trumpet-like muzzle.

He was from the East Blue. He had set out to sea for the chance to face off against Yasopp, the sniper of the Red-Haired Pirates.

But when he had arrived on Jaya, he had found that his Log Pose had "broken." The path forward was gone. And so, respecting the will of fate, he had stayed.

Van Augur breathed on his monocle-like scope, wiped it clean, and raised the rifle, scanning the distance.

Hm?

He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He looked again.

A massive ship was falling from the sky.

Van Augur was stunned.

Could it be related to the sound of the bell a few days ago?

Forgetting about the breakfast the waitress had just brought him, he leaped from his seat and sprinted in the direction of the falling ship.

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On a diagonal line from Mock Town was the temporary base of Mont Blanc Cricket and the Saruyama Alliance.

Ever since they had heard the bell from the sky, they had been working on modifying a ship to be able to reach it.

"Man, it's hot," Masira, the captain of his own salvage crew, said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over the ground.

Clouds? Is it going to rain?

He looked up, and his pupils dilated, his eyes bugging out of his head. "HEY! A SHIP! THERE'S A SHIP IN THE SKY!"

"EH??"

Everyone looked up.

The shadow of the ship grew larger and larger. The initial surprise gave way to panic, and everyone scattered.

"Look out!"

"It's... it's coming down!"

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!"

SPLASH!

The Empress crashed into the sea, sending up a massive wave.

The members of Masira's crew were sent flying.

Even Cricket and Shoujou, who were farther away, were drenched.

"Dammit!"

"I'm gonna tear it apart!"

"Strange... how is that ship still in one piece?"

"Hey! Look! There's someone on the ship!"

As their shock began to fade, they saw a young man standing on the prow of the ship.

To fall from the sky and be completely unharmed?

Who was he?

Jin noticed them as well. The chestnut-shaped head, the ape, the orangutan... he recognized them immediately.

"Sorry about that," he called out. "Didn't mean to get you wet."

"Hey! You think a simple 'sorry' is gonna cut it??"

"That's not good enough!"

"At least try to sound like you mean it! What kind of apology is that??"

Masira and Shoujou were furious, jumping up and down in a rage.

"Alright, alright, it's fine," Cricket said, stopping them. "You just fell from the sky, didn't you, kid?"

"More or less," Jin replied.

"Did you hear the bell?" Cricket asked, his voice filled with excitement.

The bell. So they had heard it on Jaya. That was what Jin had come here to confirm.

Once the bell began to ring regularly, the existence of the sky island would go from "legend" to reality.

And to pirates, a mysterious, unknown land meant treasure. Many would risk their lives to reach it.

This would have a major impact on Skypiea, and it might even attract the attention of the World Government.

"I heard it," Jin said.

"So that means... the sky island really exists?"

Jin didn't answer directly. "If you're going to go... then good luck to you."

The reason Skypiea had remained outside the World Government's jurisdiction was that the journey there was incredibly dangerous.

You either took the normal route, with a casualty rate of over 95%.

Or you rode the Knock-Up Stream.

You either all lived, or you all died.

Cricket and his crew were more adventurers than pirates, so Jin didn't mind them going. They could finally resolve the 400-year-old conflict.

But the others...

Jin decided that he needed to take control of Jaya. Those who wanted to ride the Knock-Up Stream would gather here. He could station men here, gather intelligence. And if any pirates did manage to make it to Skypiea, he would be ready for them.

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"Who's in charge of Mock Town right now?" he asked.

"Mock Town has always been a lawless land," Cricket replied. "It's full of pirates who chose the wrong route at the start of the Grand Line, who can't go forward and can't go back. But I hear that one of the Warlords, Doflamingo, started running some illegal businesses here a few years ago."

The main part of Jaya was in the sky. When a pirate followed their Log Pose here, it would point up. To record the next magnetic field, they would have to get to the sky.

So, those who chose this route either had to buy a new Log Pose and switch routes, or they had to risk their lives trying to get to the sky.

That's why Luffy and his crew had their famous clash with Bellamy here over the nature of dreams.

"But I heard Doflamingo was here yesterday," Masira suddenly said. "He brought one of his officers to manage Mock Town."

"An officer? What's his name?"

"I think... it was Mach-something."

Mach... Jin checked the intelligence records Ai had compiled.

Machvise?

'Doflamingo has several Devil Fruits in his crew... And I still have a score to settle with him.' Jin thought, a glint in his eye.

'Sorry, Flamingo. But your family has too many ability users. If I dismantle your whole operation, I could probably get ten Devil Fruits out of it. And I'd be doing Law a favor. This is a fleece I'm definitely going to take. Not even a Celestial Dragon can save you this time.'

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Jin glanced at Cricket and his crew. "You should probably stay away from me for a while, You don't want to get caught in the crossfire."

"Eh??" They had no idea what he was talking about.

"Ai," Jin commanded, "—raise the flag. We're clearing out the trash. One of my crew members went missing in Mock Town. I need to go conduct a search."

"You got it, boss!" Ai chirped.

The black dragon flag was raised.

It billowed in the wind, a fearsome, predatory beast.

The Empress sailed along the coast toward Mock Town.

Cricket, Masira, and Shoujou watched, stunned.

"That flag..."

"Could it be...??"

A short while later, the sky above Mock Town was filled with a dense web of crackling lightning, a spectacular and terrifying sight.