[OP Marine Officer Luffy] Chapter 436- 440

Chapter 436: Sabo’s Thank You Gift

Even as Luffy spoke, his eyes flickered between Ace and Sabo, scanning their hesitant and restless expressions.

Seeing their internal struggle, he couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

The "Rayleigh" he had mentioned was, of course, none other than the legendary "Dark King" Silvers Rayleigh—the retired vice-captain of the Pirate King Roger’s crew, now living in seclusion on Sabaody Archipelago as a coating craftsman.

Luffy was especially curious about what Rayleigh’s reaction would be if he found out Ace’s true identity.

Would Rayleigh be shocked to see Roger’s own son standing before him?

And how would Ace react when he learned that Rayleigh had once sailed under his father?

Just thinking about it is hilarious…

Luffy smirked at the thought, but his expression didn’t go unnoticed.

Sabo glanced up and immediately caught the amused look on Luffy’s face.

A strange feeling stirred in his gut.

"Something about this 'Rayleigh' guy feels… off."

Still, he didn’t doubt Luffy’s intentions. No matter what, Luffy would never harm them.

And truthfully, they owed him a great debt this time.

Luffy hadn’t just dissuaded them from a reckless decision—he had saved their lives.

On top of that, he had given them guidance for their future growth and even pointed them toward a suitable teacher.

Sabo realized just how deeply indebted they were.

With that in mind, he straightened his posture and looked at Luffy seriously.

"Thank you, Luffy," he said, his voice solemn.

"If you hadn’t warned us, we might have blindly rushed off to fight Red-Hair… and gotten ourselves killed."

He took a deep breath and continued.

"After thinking about it, Ace and I decided that we can’t just walk away without showing our gratitude."

As he spoke, Sabo reached for his military cap.

Under Luffy’s bewildered gaze, he reached inside and pulled out an object.

A long Devil Fruit with an unusual shape—one end larger than the other, resembling a gourd.

"We stole this from a pirate crew on the way here," Sabo explained.

"Since we didn’t know what kind of fruit it was, we were planning to sell it on this island. But now… we’re giving it to you."

Sabo lowered his head slightly and extended the Devil Fruit toward Luffy with both hands.

"This is our way of thanking you for saving our lives. Please, accept it."

Luffy raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, I want to say there’s no need for this between us—we’re brothers, after all—but..."

Despite his words, his hands carefully reached out to take the fruit.

"A Devil Fruit is a Devil Fruit. You can never have too many."

Grinning, he gave the fruit a once-over before nodding.

"Since you’re offering it to me, I’d be an idiot to refuse."

Then, as if remembering something, he added:

"But I won’t let you suffer a loss. Based on the current market price for Devil Fruits, I’ll have someone send you 100 million Berries in exchange."

Sabo immediately waved his hand.

"No, no! I already said it’s a gift! There’s no way I’d take your money."

Ace crossed his arms and smirked.

"You saved two future pirates. What’s one Devil Fruit in comparison? Just take it."

Luffy rolled his eyes.

"‘Future pirates? You mean you, an idiot who almost got himself killed?"

Ace’s face turned red with embarrassment.

"S-Shut up! You don’t have to say it like that!"

Luffy laughed but shrugged.

"Well, whatever. If you won’t take the money, that just means I get to save some cash. I’m broke as hell right now, so every bit counts."

With that, he grabbed a bag, placed the Devil Fruit inside, and secured it shut.

Seeing Luffy finally accept it, Ace and Sabo let out relieved sighs.

With that settled, they moved on to other topics of interest.

After a while, Ace’s curiosity got the better of him.

"Hey, I heard your business on Onigashima is booming."

Luffy raised an eyebrow.

"What about it?"

Ace leaned forward.

"I also heard that you started a company selling computers and video games… and that you’re making insane amounts of money."

Sabo nodded in agreement.

"Rumors say you’re the richest admiral in the entire Marine."

Ace smirked.

"A guy like you—rolling in cash—claims to be broke?"

Luffy choked on his tea.

"Ahem—WHO the hell is spreading these rumors?!" he coughed violently.

Clearing his throat, he quickly denied it.

"That company—Olive Corporation—belongs to my girlfriend. It has nothing to do with me."

Sabo and Ace exchanged knowing glances.

Luffy continued, waving a hand dismissively.

"At most, I can borrow some money from her when I need it."

That part was only half true.

Luffy had, in fact, strong-armed Olivia into giving him 50% of the shares.

But to avoid suspicion, the shares were still officially under her name.

Of course, every quarter, Olivia sent Luffy dividends—essentially making him a silent partner.

Ace and Sabo weren’t buying it.

"This guy…" Sabo thought. "He’s acting like we’re investigators sent by the Marine. Why is he being so secretive?"

Ace resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"You’re not fooling anyone, Luffy."

Luffy, meanwhile, ignored their skeptical looks and changed the subject.

"Anyway, don’t let my ‘glamorous’ image fool you. I’ve been going through hell lately."

Ace and Sabo raised their eyebrows.

"Hell?"

Luffy sighed.

"I’ve been recruiting new marines on a large scale. My forces suddenly expanded to 10,000 men."

He rubbed his temples.

"The little money I make now barely covers their salaries. I don’t even have enough to buy proper weapons and equipment."

He let out a deep sigh.

"And on top of that, pirates somehow got the ridiculous idea that Onigashima is some kind of gold mine. Now, I keep getting random idiots attacking me—thinking they’ll find treasure."

His frustration was obvious.

"I swear, it’s a pain in the ass dealing with them."

Ace and Sabo exchanged looks once more.

Finally, they understood.

"This guy…" Ace thought. "No wonder he’s been so successful."

Sabo smirked.

"To be a businessman, you need two things: shamelessness and the ability to talk nonsense."

They glanced at Luffy.

"And this guy has mastered both."

Chapter 437: The Agreement Between Three Brothers

"Oh, by the way, things have gotten even worse for me recently."

Luffy leaned back in his chair, arms crossed behind his head, exhaling a long sigh.

"Did you know that the Four Emperors, Kaido and Big Mom—Charlotte Linlin—have formed an alliance?

And guess what? Their alliance is actually aimed at me. Right now, I’m caught between internal and external threats. You have no idea how miserable I am."

Luffy continued his complaints, expecting some sympathy, but his brothers, Ace and Sabo, were no longer paying attention. They exchanged glances, both clearly uninterested in hearing Luffy's gripes.

"Alright, alright, leave this kind of trouble to the big shots in your Marine," Ace interrupted, waving his hand dismissively. "No matter how tough things are for you, it's still way better than what we’ve been dealing with."

Sabo stood up and stretched, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. He gave Luffy a regretful smile before speaking.

"Sorry, Luffy, but we can’t help you with this. We’re just passing through. We plan to restock some supplies on Onigashima and then set sail again."

Luffy blinked in surprise, his complaints forgotten as he straightened up.

"Huh? You're leaving already?"

Sabo nodded, his expression unusually serious.

"I don’t have a choice. After hearing what you said, I realized that my strength is still far from enough. If I truly want to explore the world freely without any regrets, I need to get stronger as soon as possible."

His voice carried a deep conviction, an unwavering determination.

"That's why Ace and I are heading to the Sabaody Archipelago as soon as possible—to find the old Rayleigh you mentioned."

Luffy recognized the weight behind those words. This time, Sabo had been too reckless. He had failed to fulfill his responsibilities as both vice-captain and strategist, nearly leading Ace and their crew to their deaths. That kind of failure wasn’t something he could just brush off.

Sabo clenched his fists. If he wanted to protect his dream—and Ace’s—he had to master Haki. He had to become stronger, strong enough to face any threat that came their way.

Ace, standing beside him, shared the same thoughts. Though he was more carefree on the surface, this failure had shaken him.

They had barely set foot in the New World, yet they were already forced to retreat.

To Ace, who had always moved forward without hesitation, this setback was a bitter pill to swallow. He had to accept the fact that he wasn't strong enough. Not yet.

Perhaps this defeat would serve as a wake-up call. A chance for him to reassess himself, to grow stronger without reckless overconfidence.

Luffy remained silent for a moment before grinning and standing up.

"Well, since you've made up your minds, I won’t stop you," he said, clenching his fist and holding it out. "Keep pushing forward, and next time we meet, let’s see who stands at the peak."

Ace and Sabo smirked, bumping their fists against his.

Ace couldn’t resist adding a playful jab.

"What peak? If we wait for that, it’ll take forever. I was planning to challenge you after I finished my training—gotta get back at you for mocking me, after all."

Luffy shot him a sideways glance and smirked.

"What’s wrong? Our super rookie, Fire Fist Ace, suddenly lacking confidence?"

His smirk widened as he added in a sarcastic tone:

"I plan to become a Fleet Admiral within three years. By then, even if you’re not aiming to be Pirate King, you should at least become one of the Four Emperors, right?"

Ace and Sabo burst into laughter, but Sabo shook his head in exasperation.

"A Fleet Admiral in three years? You sure know how to talk big, Luffy."

He sighed, rubbing his temples as if he had a headache.

"But since you said that, we can't afford to slack off either. Just wait and see—I’ll make sure Ace becomes one of the Four Emperors before you reach your goal."

"Damn right," Ace added confidently. "Don’t get scared the next time we meet."

Seeing their determination, Luffy felt a fire light up inside him as well.

"Then it’s settled!" He grinned, clenching his fist. "If you can’t do it, it’ll be really embarrassing."

"Don’t worry, we’ll definitely make it happen!"

With their promise sealed, Ace and Sabo prepared to leave.

Luffy personally walked them to the edge of the restaurant, watching as they disappeared into the bustling crowd. Even after they were gone, he stood there for a long while, lost in thought.

Then, shaking himself from his reverie, he turned and headed toward Olive headquarters

Luffy knew that the world was shifting, deviating from its original trajectory.

Sabo and Ace will have Rayleigh’s guidance. Ace had his own ambitions. Their fates had already changed.

If things continued down this path, Ace would never join the Whitebeard Pirates. That single fact alone could alter history in unimaginable ways.

If Ace never became Whitebeard’s son…

Would the Marineford War, The Paramount—the battle that shook the world—still happen?

Would the world still follow the same course?

Or would Ace and Sabo carve out a new path, one where they were the ones standing at the top?

Perhaps, in another timeline, Ace and Sabo would take up the mantle of Pirate King, becoming the greatest enemies of the World Government.

Or maybe, in some cruel twist of fate, they would fall in battle before ever reaching their dreams.

One thing was certain—the butterfly’s wings had already flapped, and the winds of change were sweeping across the world.

But Luffy wasn’t concerned. He had his own path to follow.

One day, he would wrest this world from the hands of the Celestial Dragons.

"Joy Boy? What a joke."

"In the future, people will only remember one name—Luffy, the Thunder God and the King of the Marine!"

Olive’s headquarters was located close to the Marine’s base. The surrounding area was filled with major businesses, towering skyscrapers, and high-end shopping districts.

To avoid drawing attention, Luffy transformed into a bolt of lightning, flashing across the sky in an instant.

A second later, he reappeared on the rooftop of the Olive building, overlooking the city below.

Without hesitation, he stepped into a private elevator—one constructed solely for him.

It descended swiftly, heading straight for his personal office on the 22nd floor.

Chapter 438: The Women's Comments, Violet's Troubles

Every time Luffy came here, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy.

Even though his G-66 branch base was situated on a high hill, standing five stories tall with a wide perimeter of land around it, it still couldn't compare to the towering Olive Company building.

Despite being a newly established business, Olive had started strong—acquiring a prime location, luxurious floors, and the tallest building in the district from a powerful chamber of commerce.

Looking at its grandeur, Luffy felt a strong urge to rebuild his own branch base into something just as extravagant, if not more. However, he restrained himself.

"No point in rushing," he thought. His business was still in its early stages, and unnecessary expansions could be a waste of resources.

Besides, Olive Company was technically his as well. There was no need to be envious of something that already belonged to him.

With those thoughts in mind, he quickly took the elevator to the 22nd floor.

As soon as the doors slid open, he found himself stepping into Olivia's office, which was located directly outside the elevator.

Alpha and the others who had separated from him earlier had also gathered here, their chatter filling the room.

However, Olivia, the company’s president, was absent. She had gone with Vegapunk on other business.

Seeing Luffy enter alone, Alpha tilted her head and asked curiously,

"Where’s your good brother? Didn’t he come back with you?"

Luffy strolled over to the central office chair and sat down without hesitation. Before he could answer, a knock came at the door.

"Come in," he called.

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a graceful woman dressed in a maid outfit, her long, slender legs accentuated by black stockings and high heels.

The former princess of Wano Country, Hiyori, walked in leisurely, carrying a steaming cup of coffee.

"Master Luffy, the moment I saw the exclusive elevator signal, I knew you had arrived," she said with a soft smile.

"This is your coffee. Please enjoy it."

Luffy nodded, allowing her to place the cup on the table before turning back to answer Alpha’s question.

"They left to resupply on the island and prepare for their return to Saobody Archipelago. Once they've mastered Haki, they'll re-enter the New World."

Hearing this, Kujaku tapped her chin thoughtfully before reclining on the sofa. She folded her arms across her chest and crossed her long, beautiful legs.

"That makes sense. They’ve only been out at sea for less than a year. It’s already impressive that they managed to defeat a Shichibukai so early on," she mused.

"But if they think that alone is enough to let them charge into the New World without a care, that would be far too naive."

As she spoke, Kujaku silently placed another cup of coffee in front of Luffy and then quietly retreated to the side.

Pouring herself tea, she added,

"I've read the reports on your two brothers. For rookies, they do have promising potential, especially Ace, considering he has a Logia-type Devil Fruit."

She took a small sip before continuing,

"If they refine their abilities and master Haki, they'll definitely earn a place among the powerhouses of the New World."

Sitting at the table, Violet lazily stirred the tea in her cup, resting her chin on her hand.

After Kujaku finished speaking, she smirked and added,

"But they're still far from reaching your level, Luffy. I've heard the same thing from Ain, Hina, and the others—Haki is the key to stepping into the true battlefield."

She sighed dramatically and leaned back.

"Honestly, learning Observation Haki has been a nightmare for me. Even with my Glare-Glare Fruit’s enhanced vision, I still struggle with it."

She let out a frustrated sigh before mumbling,

"And let’s not even talk about Armament Haki. With my current physical abilities, the only people I can overpower are ordinary weaklings."

Hiyori listened quietly as she moved around the room, refilling everyone's tea.

In the past six months, her life had taken a drastic turn.

Initially, Luffy had taken an interest in her, but it wasn’t long before he lost interest in the fallen princess of Wano and handed her over to Olivia instead.

Under Olivia’s leadership, Hiyori had completely redefined herself.

She discarded her traditional Wano attire, abandoned her old identity, and fully embraced her new role.

At the same time, she made a significant offering—she voluntarily gave Luffy her father Oden's two legendary swords.

These weren’t just ordinary blades.

They were famed among the Twenty-One Great Grade Swords:

Enma – A blade so powerful it was said to "cut even through hell itself." Luffy had gifted it to Zoro.

Ame no Habakiri – A sword fabled to be able to "sever the heavens." Luffy had given it to Ain as a present.

Since Hiyori had willingly surrendered the swords, Luffy had loosened his vigilance over her. He even allowed her the freedom to settle wherever she wanted, be it Onigashima or Wano Country.

Surprisingly, rather than running away or trying to reclaim her status, she embraced her new life.

In fact, the people of Wano had come to revere her even more.

If Luffy hadn’t evolved his Observation Haki to the point where he could read thoughts, he might have suspected Hiyori had hidden motives—perhaps biding her time for revenge.

Even the other women in his circle initially distrusted her, believing she was scheming something.

However, there were no deceitful intentions—only complete devotion and admiration toward Luffy and his people.

As the conversation returned to Haki training, Violet groaned again.

She massaged her temples, still struggling to accept how difficult it was for her to learn.

Noticing her distress, Hiyori stepped behind her and gently placed her hands on her shoulders, beginning a soothing massage.

Violet let out a pleased hum, her body relaxing as the tension eased.

"That feels amazing," she murmured, closing her eyes.

As she enjoyed the massage, a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

Remembering the unique use of Armament Haki in Wano, she couldn't help but wonder…

She turned her head slightly and asked curiously,

"Hiyori, Wano is famous for its mastery of Haki, right? Do you know any unique training methods for Armament Haki?"

Chapter 439: The Order of the Celestial Dragons

Hiyori continued moving her hands, pursing her lips as she thought deeply.

Unfortunately, the methods she knew for training Haki were quite similar to Luffy’s approach. They required rigorous physical conditioning as a foundation, something not everyone could achieve easily.

With a helpless sigh, she eventually shook her head regretfully and apologized, "I'm sorry, Lady Violet. As far as I know, the only way to master Armament Haki is through relentless training—constantly honing one’s body to its limits.”

"And to make things worse, before Kaido was finally overthrown, Wano wasn't exactly a strong country. We never had the luxury of understanding even the basics of Observation Haki, let alone mastering it."

Violet let out a long sigh, slumping slightly as she shook her head in disappointment.

"I figured as much…" she muttered.

She had hoped for a shortcut, but it seemed like there wasn’t one. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t sought help before—she had even asked Hancock about it. If any place in the world had a unique method for cultivating Haki, it would undoubtedly be Amazon Lily.

After all, it was an island full of warriors, a nation where women thrived through sheer strength. There had to be some secret technique for rapid mastery, right?

But alas, Hancock’s explanation had been just as discouraging. The women of Amazon Lily were raised in a culture of combat. They fought from a young age, constantly sharpening their bodies through battle after battle. It was through this brutal cycle of experience that their Haki naturally manifested.

There were no shortcuts.

Violet groaned inwardly.

"Ah… What should I do? Even that girl Nami has already mastered Armament Haki… I don't want to be the weakest one in the family!"

Across the room, Alpha was flipping through a magazine he had picked up from who-knows-where. Hearing Violet's complaint, he suddenly became interested and asked curiously:

"Speaking of which… who do you guys think is the weakest in the family right now?"

Without hesitation, Violet and the others answered in unison.

"Olivia."

The timing couldn't have been worse.

At that exact moment, the office door swung open, and Olivia stepped in, fists clenched.

"Unbelievable," she seethed. "In my own office, you're drinking the tea I bought, lounging around like royalty while getting massages from my maid, and on top of that, you're badmouthing me behind my back? Do you people even have a shred of humanity left?!"

Violet and the others instantly stiffened, guilt flashing across their faces. They sat up straight as if trying to look innocent, but the awkward silence was deafening.

Meanwhile, Luffy, who had been watching the whole exchange, nearly burst out laughing. He had already sensed Olivia approaching, but Alpha’s perfectly timed question had made the situation all the more entertaining.

The fact that the women had answered so decisively—only to get caught red-handed—was priceless.

"Hey, don’t drag me into this," Alpha quickly backpedaled, waving his hands in mock innocence. "I didn’t say a word. I just asked a question!"

Hiyori, who had been diligently massaging Violet, chose this moment to step forward. She hurriedly walked up to Olivia and helped her remove her coat, though Olivia seemed too annoyed to acknowledge the gesture.

Shooting one last glare at the troublemakers, Olivia strode toward her desk without the slightest hesitation. Without any regard for Luffy still sitting there, she promptly pushed both him and his chair aside as she bent down and rummaged through one of the drawers.

Luffy, now slightly displaced, tilted his head, taking the opportunity to admire Olivia's perfect curves from his new vantage point. With an amused smirk, he casually asked, "So, what brings you back from the lab? Something new in the works, or did something go wrong?"

Olivia finally found what she was looking for—a thick stack of documents. Flipping through them quickly, she pulled out a single sheet and handed it to Luffy.

"This," she said flatly. "This is the reason I came back this time."

Curious, Luffy took the paper from her and began examining it carefully.

While he read, Olivia walked over to the girls, sat on the armrest of the sofa, crossed her legs, and began explaining.

"Three days ago, I attempted to build a batch of more advanced computers—ones capable of running highly sophisticated games. I originally placed them in my hotel for VIP guests to try out."

She paused, then added, "But then, today, I received a message from someone wanting to purchase a batch of these computers… for the Celestial Dragons."

The room fell into silence.

Alpha, being a CP agent, immediately tensed up. Just hearing the words "Celestial Dragons" was enough to send a chill down her spine. She had spent years serving under the World Government, and now, as someone who had effectively defected, she feared the repercussions of this new development.

Panic spread across her face as she shrank into the couch, trembling.

Gion, Kujaku, and Violet were in slightly better shape, but even they couldn't hide their unease. When it came to the Celestial Dragons, nothing was ever simple. Any dealings with them usually spelled trouble, and this situation was no different.

What caught everyone off guard, however, was just how much of a reputation these computers had already gained. Even the Celestial Dragons—living in their untouchable world within the Holy Land of Mariejois—had heard of them and sent people to negotiate a purchase.

Luffy, meanwhile, had an entirely different reaction.

While the others remained tense, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha! Seriously?!" he grinned widely, still holding the document. His expression lit up as if he had just stumbled upon a treasure chest filled with gold.

The girls all turned to look at him, watching as his smile stretched from ear to ear.

"Hahaha! There’s actually something this good happening for once!"

Still chuckling, Luffy waved the document in the air and turned to Violet. His eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Hey, how much is this new computer going to cost? What’s your pricing plan?"

Chapter 440: Master Celestial Dragon, Are You Still Short of That Little Money? Sell It at a Higher Price!

In the world of One Piece, where social status determined one's worth, luxury products had become symbols of power. Yet, Olivia couldn't help but wonder why Luffy was laughing so foolishly at the mere mention of computer sales.

She furrowed her brows and replied matter-of-factly, "As for the cost, each computer requires at least 150,000 to produce since we use the highest-end components available.

Since the target market is primarily the high-end sector, I've set the selling price at around 1 million per unit."

The moment the words left her mouth, Luffy's reaction was instantaneous.

"One million?!"

His loud exclamation startled Olivia, who assumed he thought the price was too steep. Just as she was about to explain her pricing strategy, Luffy slammed the document onto the table and scowled at her.

"You're practically giving it away! That price is robbery—against yourself!"

"Huh?"

Olivia, Gion, and the others were completely dumbfounded.

While one million might not seem like much to them, for ordinary people, it represented years—if not decades—of savings. The fact that Luffy called this "cheap" made absolutely no sense to them.

But Luffy wasn’t done yet.

Tapping his fingers against the table rhythmically, he leaned forward, his gaze sharp.

"Let me ask you something—is 1 million a lot for you?"

Olivia blinked, hesitating for a moment before answering honestly.

"Not really."

"Exactly," Luffy nodded in satisfaction. "You're just a nouveau riche, so you don’t think 1 million is much.

"But now imagine the Celestial Dragons, those so-called ‘masters’ who have been hoarding wealth for 800 years. To them, that amount is nothing—not even pocket change."

At this point, Luffy genuinely couldn't understand how Olivia had built such a successful business when she failed to grasp such a simple truth.

"When we were first introducing computers to the world, sure, I didn’t have any crazy expectations.

"But now? With Dr. Vegapunk improving our technology and perfecting the formation diagrams, things are different.

"It’s time for Olive Industries to establish a proper business model—one that doesn’t involve us selling ourselves short!"

The girls stared at Luffy in confusion, their expressions blank.

Seeing that his point wasn't getting through, Luffy sighed and decided to take a different approach.

"Fine, let me put it this way."

Turning to Alpha, who was currently curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow nervously, Luffy posed a question.

"Alpha, imagine you're a noble. There are two items with identical functions, but one costs 30,000, and the other costs 300,000. Which one do you buy?"

Alpha blinked, then gave it some serious thought before responding.

"Definitely the 300,000 one."

"Why?"

"Well…" She hesitated before stating the obvious. "Because I'm a noble. Nobles are supposed to buy the most expensive things, right?"

Luffy grinned.

"Exactly!"

Now shifting his gaze to Olivia and the others, he smirked and said, "You see? Even an government agent like Alpha understands this.

And if even low-level nobles think this way, imagine the Celestial Dragons, who are so obsessed with their superiority that they can’t even breathe the same air as commoners!

Do you really think they’d ever take home a 1-million product and show it off to their fellow Celestial Dragons?

They'd be embarrassed!"

Luffy let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness he had been here today.

If he hadn’t, this silly woman would have sold computers for a measly 1 million each, and they would have lost a ridiculous amount of money.

He straightened up and announced firmly, "Starting today, I want you to classify computers into six tiers."

He raised a finger.

"Tier One: The most basic, entry-level model. Barely usable. This will be priced lower than what we currently sell."

Another finger.

"Tier Two: The standard model we’ve been selling, staying at the same price."

Three fingers.

"Tier Three: Slightly higher-end. Designed for the low-to-mid-range market, priced between 800,000 to 1 million. This will attract wealthy families and small business owners."

Four fingers.

"Tier Four: High-end computers. Minimum price? 2 million. Target audience? Rich merchants and minor nobles."

Five fingers.

"Tier Five: Very high-end models, exclusively for the nobility. The minimum price? 5 million.

"And, to purchase it, the buyer must present an official noble certificate issued by a World Government member nation."

Finally, Luffy lifted his sixth finger and smirked.

"Tier Six: The Ultra-Luxury VIP Celestial Edition, exclusively for the Celestial Dragons.

"The name alone will be synonymous with absolute prestige. If you can’t afford to drop at least tens of millions—if not hundreds of millions, don’t even think about it."

The more Luffy spoke, the more exaggerated the girls’ expressions became.

A computer with six different classifications?!

What was he trying to do—start a revolution in the luxury market?!

But Luffy wasn’t finished yet.

"Of course, hardware isn’t the main selling point." He waved his hand dismissively.

"The real value comes from the brand, the prestige, and the social status these machines represent."

The room fell dead silent.

Olivia, Hiyori, and the others exchanged glances.

Then, in perfect synchronization, they blurted out:

"Understand? We don’t understand anything!"

Even Olivia, a seasoned businesswoman, and Hiyori, a former noble, looked completely lost.

Luffy sighed, rubbing his temples.

"Alright, let me make it even simpler for you."

He stood up from behind the desk, walked over to Olivia, and gently lifted her chin with one finger.

"As a Celestial Dragon, would you ever use the same fourth or fifth-tier junk that ordinary nobles buy?"

"Of course not!"

Luffy grinned.

"Exactly. That’s why they’ll pay any amount to prove they’re superior."