Prologue: Pirates? I Used a Bucket to Break Akainu's Defense
At the Battle of Marineford, Akainu swung his Hellhound with a fierce grin.
"All pirates deserve to die!"
Cheng Lang calmly placed a bucket of water beneath his feet.
The magma instantly solidified into obsidian.
Akainu froze.
"What is this?! Why isn't this little puddle evaporating?"
"This is MC's infinite water." Cheng Lang pulled out another bucket.
"Want to try the Demon Sealing Wave?"
"Nani?! Nooo!!!"
New energy—red... scratch that—magma is in hand.
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One Day, Somewhere at Sea...
"Oh no! Cheng Lang's fruit has awakened!"
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Chapter 1: Eat the Cube Fruit and Become Steve? Ganges River
"Die! Die! Die!"
Cheng Lang was sprinting wildly, tongue hanging out, as a three-meter-tall wild boar with massive tusks charged after him.
Just as the beast was about to strike, a giant meatball fell from the sky and slammed into it.
The boar rolled its eyes from the impact, crashing through several trees before collapsing.
It squealed in defeat.
But Cheng Lang, still running like a madman, didn't notice.
He was too deep in panic mode.
Let's be honest—anyone who sees a three-meter-wide wild boar would be terrified.
Especially a gaming nerd. If he manages to run, that's already impressive.
Fueled by pure adrenaline, Cheng Lang tripped over a tree root and faceplanted.
His lungs felt like a broken bellows.
Pain radiated through his body.
Only one thought remained:
I'm dead.
But nothing happened.
The tank-like boar had vanished.
The forest was eerily calm.
Panting, Cheng Lang rubbed his eyes and looked around.
Ten minutes ago, he was playing Minecraft—just returned to the Overworld after defeating the Ender Dragon.
Then bam, he was here.
Face-to-face with a monster boar.
"Did I time-travel? Or did I eat some bad mushrooms?"
After scanning the area and confirming the boar was gone, he leaned against a tree to rest.
He pinched himself. It hurt.
No dream. No mushrooms.
He had really traveled through time.
"I'm not even lucky! Why me? Where's the system? Where's the cheat code? Come on, give me my golden finger!"
As if answering his call, a square fruit fell from the tree above.
It landed perfectly in his hand.
Cheng Lang stared at it, stunned.
He looked up at the sky, then back at the fruit.
It was square, covered in threads, and the color scheme was painfully familiar.
Green on top, earthy brown underneath.
It looked exactly like a Minecraft grass block.
"Is this... a Devil Fruit?"
He stood up and scanned the area.
There was a collapsed tree, a crushed wild boar, and a fat figure nearby.
A pockmarked face. Round body.
"Alvida?!"
"This really is the One Piece world. Then... is this the Slip-Slip Fruit? No, that one's pink. This clearly isn't."
He spotted the pink fruit nearby—easy to find in a forest.
Now he had two Devil Fruits in hand.
Cheng Lang still felt like he was dreaming.
But he quickly tossed the pink one aside.
He focused on the square fruit.
"Whatever!"
It was crunchy at first... but then the taste hit him.
Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, rotten, foul—all at once.
It was like a homeless man who hadn't bathed in twenty years had used his foot rag to scrub Cheng Lang's mouth.
Tears streamed down his face as he forced it down.
"That was disgusting."
They say one bite is enough to gain a Devil Fruit's power.
But Cheng Lang ate the whole thing.
By the last bite, he felt his soul ascending.
Thankfully, the taste faded quickly.
His vision blurred.
He looked down—no changes.
Still the same skinny guy. Still handsome (in his opinion).
"Hmm... Did it not work? Or is this some specialty fruit from One Piece? Just nasty and useless?"
He stroked his chin and eyed a nearby tree.
A strange feeling bubbled up inside him.
He walked over and tapped the wood.
Barely any force—but the wood cracked.
With a scraping sound...
Poof.
The wood turned into a small cube and dropped to the ground.
It floated toward Cheng Lang and landed in his backpack.
Instinctively, he opened it.
And saw something familiar... yet surreal.
Minecraft's player inventory.
Steve's backpack.
He placed the log into the 2x2 crafting grid.
Four planks appeared.
He crafted a workbench and placed it on the ground.
Only then did it hit him.
The golden finger has arrived.
But why did it come in the form of a Devil Fruit?
No point overthinking.
If you want to get rich, start chopping trees.
The instinct of land reclamation was kicking in.
He crafted tools and dug underground.
At first, it was all dirt.
Eventually, he found stone.
After collecting three blocks, he ditched the wooden pickaxe.
Naturally, Cheng Lang started a proper mine.
Fishbone layout.
Torches? Nah. Real men don't use torches.
Finally, he looked at his backpack—full of stone and dirt.
"This mining trip sucks. Wait... I'm not even playing a game!"
He rushed back to the surface.
Alvida was still lying there.
With all this going on, who wouldn't complain? Even he wanted to.
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