Chapitre 46: To The Sky!
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Arriving at Jaya Island, Jack began his search for Walter Jimenez. According to the captain, Walter's goal in life was to find the Gold City mentioned in Norland's legend, but despite wasting his life, he had yet to find it. He had even gone to the Sky Island but returned empty-handed.
Jack's search led him to a small, rundown shack at the edge of a cliff. The door creaked open as he approached, revealing a frail old man with a weathered face and a patchy beard. Walter Jimenez eyed Jack warily, suspicion in his gaze.
"Who are you, and what do you want?" Walter asked gruffly, his voice hoarse from years of shouting into the wind.
Jack's eyes, a calm blue, met the old sailor's gaze evenly. "My name is Jack, and I'm looking for information about the Sky Island."
Walter's eyes narrowed, and he leaned heavily on his cane. "Why should I help you?"
Jack's expression remained impassive, but a storm brewed in the depths of his eyes. "Because I need to reach the Sky Island, and I believe you have the knowledge I seek."
For a moment, Walter seemed to consider Jack's request, then sighed and motioned for him to enter the shack. As they sat down, the old sailor began to recount his own journey to the Sky Island and his failed quest for the Gold City.
"I went there, boy," Walter admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "But I returned empty-handed. The Gold City eluded me, just as it has for centuries."
Jack grinned at Walter, his eyes still calm despite the brewing storm within. "I'm not interested in the Gold City or the riches it holds. I'm seeking adventure, and the Sky Island is part of that journey."
Walter studied Jack for a moment, and then sighed. "Very well. To reach the Sky Island, I once sailed to a place called the Summit of High West. It's where the Grand Line borders the West Blue, and there's an upward current there that leads to the Sky Sea. But it's not easy to find; no Log Pose can lock onto that location. It took me almost four years to find it, and even then, I lost many men."
Jack looked at the old man and shook his head. "I can't waste four years searching for a place. There must be another way."
Walter stared at Jack for a moment, then asked, "Do you really want adventure, boy?"
Jack's eyes met Walter's, the calm blue unwavering. "Yes."
The old man leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Then you'll want to know about the Knock Up Stream. It's a powerful pressurized water stream that shoots upwards to the sky from the Blue Sea. The phenomenon only happens five times a month, and the strength of each occurrence varies dramatically. If the strength is too much, it can destroy a ship; if it's too small, the ship will never reach the sky. It's dangerous and unpredictable, but it might be your best chance."
Jack considered the old man's words, his curiosity piqued. "When was the last occurrence of the Knock Up Stream, and how many times has it happened this month?"
Walter pulled out a tattered journal and flipped through its pages. "It's happened three times already, but all of them were weak. As for when it will happen next, I can't say. The Knock Up Stream appears at different times and locations, and there's no way to predict it."
Jack's eyes flickered, the storm within them growing stronger. "I'll take my chances. I trust in my luck."
For the next ten days, every day, Jack rode the Bead Rider to the open sea, listening to the water and waiting for any sign. If he could catch the Knock Up Stream early and his location was close, he could rush to the location with the fast speed of the Bead Rider.
On the eleventh day, as he was about to give up again, he felt the sea begin to boil. Using his senses to the max, he found the location where the sea was most restless, and a whirlpool was about to form. He steered his vessel to the center of the whirlpool, his heart pounding in anticipation.
In the next second, a giant stream shot the Bead Rider into the sky. The force of the water was immense, like a powerful geyser, propelling the vessel upwards at breakneck speed. Jack held on tight, his face set with determination as they rocketed through the air. The wind roared in his ears, and the sea below became nothing more than a distant memory.
Higher and higher they climbed, the air growing thin and cold as the Bead Rider continued its ascent. The pressure was intense, but Jack refused to give in, his iron will pushing him onward. As they reached the peak of the stream, the vessel seemed to hang in the air for a moment, suspended in time, before beginning its descent.
Jack cursed as the Bead Rider started to fall. The stream hadn't been strong enough, and he was about to plummet from 9000 meters. Swiftly storing the Bead Rider in his Pocket Space, he employed a technique he had hoped to avoid: Sky Sprint - Air Walk. This move allowed him to kick the air to remain aloft, but it took a heavy toll on his body.
Desperation painted his face as he used the technique over and over, his muscles tearing with each kick. He gritted his teeth against the pain, his eyes locked on the sea in the sky, the elusive goal he refused to let slip away. Sweat poured down his face as his body screamed for relief, but he knew he couldn't stop now.
"Damn it," he muttered, forcing his body to endure the grueling technique. Each kick was a symphony of pain, but he refused to give in. The sky grew closer and closer, his determination unwavering. Finally, with a cry of defiance, he broke through into the white sea, a thin layer of clouds obscuring the world above.
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