One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The eyes of the video Den Den Mushi flashed with light, broadcasting Jin An's figure and voice to every corner of Fishman Island.

On the huge screen, his figure was as steady as a mountain, and his voice was clear and powerful, spreading across the entire island.

In the streets, shops, docks, and even in the most remote corners of Fishman Island, millions of residents stopped what they were doing and looked up at the human general on the screen, whom they once thought was strange and distant.

At first, there were constant whispers among the crowd, and many people were wary of this human, even a little hostile.

But as his words reached his ears, the flames of hatred and distrust gradually subsided.

Jin An's tone was not harsh, but every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting directly on the hidden pain in the hearts of those fishmen.

He does not try to avoid the historical gap between Fishman Island and humans, but rather acknowledges the existence of these problems.

On a busy street, an elderly fishman sighed softly and looked at Jin An on the screen with complicated eyes.

His face was full of traces of time, and he had obviously experienced those dark days.

"Perhaps, this human general is different from the humans we met before..." he muttered to himself.

Not far away, a young fishman stopped and stared at the screen intently.

He clenched his fists, with hesitation and wavering on his face.

Hatred was already deeply embedded in his heart, but Jin An's words made him start to reflect.

He had never seen any human being willing to stand in front of Fishman Island and face this huge contradiction instead of choosing to escape or ignore it.

"Is this human really different from the humans who brought us pain?"

He looked at the screen, his tone somewhat shaken.

At the busiest market on Fishman Island, a group of fishmen gathered together, their eyes all fixed on the screen.

Jinan's figure was no longer just that majestic human being wearing the admiral's cloak, but a person who truly stood up to them.

As Jin An's words become more profound, he slowly changes from his original cold and distant image to a lively and real one.

He on the screen is no longer a simple symbol of authority, but a living being of flesh and blood.

"He's right, hatred will only hold us back."

"Princess Otohime has always talked about coexistence with humans, but no human has ever stood up directly like he did."

Farther away, deep in Fishman Street, a little girl was sitting in a dark corner, holding her doll.

Her eyes looked through the half-open window at the screen outside.

She had heard about the horrors of humans since she was a child, and her parents told her not to believe them.

But at this moment, the human standing on the screen had a gentle expression and a firm tone, as if he had an invisible force that dispelled the fear in her heart bit by bit.

"Mom, will he...will he hurt us?" the little girl asked in a low voice, with innocent confusion in her eyes.

Her mother was silent for a moment, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and then she shook her head: "I don't know, but we are just spectators... maybe... maybe not, but I hope not."

At this moment, residents from all over Fishman Island were looking at Jinan silently, with hesitation and confusion, but more of a glimmer of hope.

In their hearts, Jin'an's figure gradually changed from a distant and untouchable symbol to something flesh and blood and alive.

"Lord Jin'an," a middle-aged fishman sighed in a low voice, standing in front of a shop, looking at the clear face on the screen, "Maybe he really wants to bring us peace."

Jin An in the picture still maintains that calmness and composure, and every word he says touches people's hearts: "The future of Fishman Island will eventually belong to you, but all of us must work hard to make this future bright, not to indulge in the hatred of the past, but to fight for new hope."

His voice echoed across the entire Fishman Island, like a gentle yet firm tide, gradually smoothing the sea that was turbulent with hatred.

Millions of eyes were watching him. The figure who was originally just a powerful but unfamiliar figure gradually came to life in front of them and became a real and credible existence.

Jinan stood in front of the camera of the video Den Den Mushi, his eyes calm and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Although his voice was not loud, it carried a steady and convincing power, allowing everyone who watched to feel the sincerity in his words.

However, he also knew that the seeds of hatred had been deeply planted in the land of Fishman Island, and a few words alone would not be enough to uproot them.

"Of course, I know it's not easy to let go of hatred." Jin An paused, and glanced at everyone in the palace, as if he was staring at every hostile fishman resident, "In fact, you don't have to let go now."

His words were like the tide in the deep sea, slowly seeping into those wary hearts.

In front of the screen, some fishmen frowned. Their hatred had long been deeply rooted, and Jin An's words seemed to give them room to vent their anger.

"You can't let it go either." Jin An continued, his voice carrying a slight low echo, "Because the harm you have suffered is real, and it was the pirates who hurt you, the cruel human traffickers who treated you as commodities."

Every word he said seemed to tear open the defense line built of hatred, exposing the pain to the sun.

Later generations have no reason and no right to forgive their predecessors and those who have been hurt.

In front of the screen, several fishmen couldn't help but clench their fists, with sparks of anger flashing in their eyes.

Their families, friends, and even the entire history of Fishman Island are deeply engraved in their bones by the disasters brought by these humans.

Jin An did not avoid these facts, his tone was firm, as if to promise them that he not only saw these hatreds, but even understood their existence.

“But,” Jin An’s tone suddenly became softer, like a gentle breeze blowing across the sea, “the most important thing now is not to continue dwelling on the pain of the past, but to achieve a greater goal—the future of Fishman Island.”

He raised his head, as if looking through the screen at the blue sky, "If we can get you out of this seabed and stand in the sunshine, that will be the real victory."

There were some whispers among the crowd, and some fishmen began to waver in their hearts.

They knew that Princess Otohime had been striving for this goal, but her ideals were shattered time and time again in hatred and violence.

And now, this great human being stood here, acknowledging the existence of hatred, but at the same time painting a broader future for them.

Jin An continued, "Once you reach the ground and enter the sunlight that truly belongs to you, you can naturally deal with those humans with bad intentions. You can even seek help from the navy."

These words were like a stone dropped into the air, creating ripples in the ocean of Fishman Island.

Some fishmen began to discuss in a low voice, and more people looked up at the screen, and a distant hope began to emerge in their hearts.

Human help?

They have always regarded the navy as their enemy, but now, Jinan in front of them seems to have broken their inherent perception of the navy.

"Of course," Jin An's voice returned to its previous calmness, "There may not be many people willing to help you. There may only be a few people who truly understand your situation."

His words were honest and direct, without any false promises.

However, it was this honesty that slightly shook the stubborn defenses of the residents of Fishman Island.

They knew that in this chaotic world, there were only a handful of people who were willing to speak up for Fishman Island.

Jinan is one of them, and this support from a minority of people may be enough for them to take the first step.

A young fishman stood in the crowd, raised his head, and a determined light flashed in his eyes. He whispered to the person next to him: "He may be right. We can't stay in this seabed forever. We have the power and the right to stand in the sun."

Many fishmen were silent for a moment and nodded.

The light of the video Den Den Mushi was still flickering, and Jin'an's figure echoed across the entire Fishman Island, leaving a deep impression on everyone.

Hatred is indeed difficult to let go, but at least, for a moment, they began to realize that there might be another possibility waiting for them ahead.

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