Chapter 426 Porusalino: The Water in the Weakest Sea Is Very Deep! Most People Can’t Grasp It!

(Content errors have been corrected)

Back in time, a few days before the naval fleet arrived in the East China Sea, newspapers like snowflakes were sent out from one newspaper office. Various news were either detailed, exaggerated, or stood in the way of a navy that had just been severely wounded by "Golden Lion" Shiji and two monster generals. It may have been written with the attitude of supporting the Navy Headquarters' global conscription to end the era of great pirates, and was eventually shipped to various parts of the world.

"Resurrection from the dead? Nonsense!"

Moonlight Moria sneered and threw a newspaper with a sensational title to the ground, "There is no power in this world that can bring people back to life. If there was, it would have been destroyed by the World Government long ago. The big shots have the power in the world firmly in their hands, but they are more afraid of death than anyone else...These newspapers really don't think seriously at all about how to attract attention and how to write."

But then, Moria seemed to think of something again, put away his disdain, and frowned:

"That skeleton, 'Nose Song' Brooke, if he has the fruit ability..."

An ugly-looking middle-aged man with a huge belly came to Moria. He picked up the newspaper from the ground with some difficulty and glanced at the title. This man was Moonlight. The core of Moria's zombie army. Talented, gifted surgeon Hogbark.

He asked in a sharp voice:

"Can the power of the Underworld Fruit be copied?"

"How do I know this question? I should ask the world's number one brain, Vegapunk."

Moonlight Moria said casually, "But maybe I can ask our powerful General Kizaru to find out the specific situation... He was severely injured? With his cunning and speed, can anyone in this world touch him if he is serious? Get him? It’s hilarious!"

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The East China Sea is a small island that is clearly marked as a desert island on the map issued by the World Government.

Since the pirate group that used this place as its secret base was eradicated by the navy, it has been abandoned, leaving only some dilapidated building ruins. Other pirate groups have basically no interest in coming to this remote and exposed place. The pirate island that was once relatively famous in the East China Sea pirate world has gradually become inaccessible.

But today, the place became lively again. Naval warships of similar shapes and sizes were parked on the surrounding coast one after another. Although none of them flashed red lights and entered combat status, looking at the sailors walking on the deck carrying guns and swords, one knew that these warships could enter battle at any time.

Some of the lieutenants here knew each other, and after meeting each other, they called for friends on the coast. Eventually, they came ashore in small groups and accompanied each other. Most of the sailors were left on the warships by their commanders, and then they took one or two confidants into the desert island.

Colonel Mouse, the base commander of Donghai Navy Branch 141, who had just welcomed the delegation from the Navy Headquarters, had been waiting at the door of a basement in the ruins. Seeing navy colleagues of similar rank arriving, he signaled them to leave their men outside and led them into the basement.

Gradually, more and more naval officers entered the basement, and the closed door could no longer cover up their complaints.

"The headquarters' fleet will stay in the East China Sea for half a year? What about our accounts? What if those big shots suddenly have a whim and conduct a surprise inspection?"

"When Mouse organized everyone before, he said that the Grand Line was taken care of by him and Altruk III, so we have to let them, who have contributed more, be the ones involved and listen to their arrangements, and the profits will be reduced. Give them an extra 20%. We foolishly thought there was nothing wrong with it at the time, but now we are fine. Our headquarters directly dispatched a fleet led by three vice-generals to stay in the East China Sea for half a year. Is this their plan? Bah!"

"The troublesome bosses from our headquarters are left here in the East China Sea. I think, not only will we not be able to survive the rest of our lives, it's hard to say whether we can save our lives!"

"What? The big guys in this department can kill people directly? Just because of our little problem? After all, I have been a sailor for so many years, and my hard work can fill up the East China Sea! I will be driven to a panic by then!"

After saying this, the room suddenly became quiet for a moment, and then buzzing discussion started again. Under normal circumstances, these local naval commanders in the East China Sea, whose highest military rank is only colonel, would not dare to face the large fleet led by the three vice-generals of the headquarters, even ordinary colonels who casually come down for training from the headquarters. rash.

However, now that the situation has changed, many guys who are accustomed to speaking out in their own branch are worried that their years of hard work and their lives will be wiped out, so they don't take the big bosses of the branch seriously in their words.

It's just that they said it fiercely, but when the door of the room was pushed open again and the figure of the mouse appeared at the door, these corrupt naval officers still fell silent in unison.

The mouse walked slowly into the house and sat on the main seat.

His face was still a little pale, and the fear in his heart that was initially frightened by Lieutenant General Garp's domineering aura had not completely dissipated. There were also several circles of bandages on his forehead - when he was frightened and fell to the ground, he was very unlucky and hit the gravel.

After the mouse entered the house, followed by a few of his men, he closed the door.

As soon as they saw the mouse, more than a dozen naval officers in the room started making noises. Some were threatening, some were threatening, some were talking nicely, and some were trying to make things worse. In short, in two sentences, let the mouse solve the problem, or let the mouse sacrifice himself and explain it.

There was no expression on Mouse's face. When he and Altluk III established the corruption network in the East China Sea and provided these guys with corruption plans and solutions to problems again and again, these guys promised that they would never Such a day appears.

The significance of Mouse and Altluk III in building this corruption network so carefully is, on the one hand, to improve the efficiency and strength of extracting profits, and on the other hand, to improve their ability to resist risks.

After all, the guys who can appear here start as lieutenant colonels at the lowest level, and they all have more or less their own abilities and connections.

However, the mouse never expected that these guys would look so ugly when eating. One-third of the excess profits I received from them in the past were actually used to manage the relationship with the Grand Line. Otherwise, they would have been betrayed by the inspection team sent by Malinfando just based on their own deception. Checked everything.

Now, these guys are even talking nonsense about asking him to die alone. What a scum among scum! The scum of the scum!

"Dear colleagues,"

After the naval officers had finished talking and gradually became quiet, the mouse spoke up and asked pretending to be confused, "At this time, I don't know why you are still having unrealistic fantasies. Don’t you know that your own disaster is coming?”

The faces of the naval officers in the room changed when they heard this, and someone said angrily:

"Don't be alarmist! Rat!"

"It's obviously your catastrophe. The big shots in this headquarters have chosen you among so many branch bases in the East China Sea, but we haven't been noticed by them!"

Another person said loudly.

The mouse looked at the speaker coldly, chuckled lightly, and said:

"I forgot, you still don't know what Lieutenant General Dalmecia and Lieutenant General Stoloberg said to me when I was at Base 141."

"'Captain Mouse, you are a very good commander. The sailors of the 141st branch and the entire navy in the East China Sea are also very good under your influence!'"

"'Colonel Mouse, in this model of peace in the East China Sea, except for you and your 141st branch, all the other naval branches and so many sailors are not elites'!"

"Do you understand what these two big guys mean?"

"This is a real compliment. It means that I, the mouse, have entered the sight of the great figures in Malinfandel, and mediocre guys like you will only be eliminated in my comparison!"

The mouse spread his hands and said, "After all, in this peaceful sea like the East China Sea, how valuable are you colonels and lieutenant colonels? Just find someone below you to replace you!"

"Then you, the rat, will be spared? You must have gained a bad reputation by being named! That is clearly a warning to you!"

The famous lieutenant colonel was unwilling to accept what the mouse had to say.

The mouse looked at the colleague who was speaking as if he were a fool:

"Lieutenant General Dalmecia is a direct descendant of Akainu. His behavior is exactly the same as that of that monster general. It can be said that he hates evil as much as he hates it."

"If he really thought there was something wrong with me, would I still be here? Would I still have a chance to survive?"

Everyone in the room was silent for a moment, and most people believed what the mouse said. After a long time, a middle-aged colonel sneered:

"So you called us here to tell us that you are safe and we are about to be unlucky, right?"

"No, I wouldn't do something so stupid,"

The mouse stood up and shook his head, "Because I know that you will definitely try your best to drag me down before something happens to you."

"You know it, rat!"

Many naval officers had smiles on their faces.

"So I called everyone together because we are all in the same boat and no one can really survive,"

The mouse clenched his fists, "We need all the talkers in the East China Sea to truly unite and use actions to tell the big shots in the headquarters that they are great and powerful, but the East China Sea is our territory!"

The words of the mouse were very powerful, but unfortunately there were very few people who responded.

A tall and thin colonel asked with a gloomy face:

"Action? What kind of fighting ability do you think the big shots in this department have?"

"Even putting aside their own strength, the fleet they brought alone can crush our warships like toy ships!"

"Of course the navy in our headquarters is as big as the ocean behind us, but who the hell told you that we were going to war with the big guys in our headquarters? You don't want to be a navy anymore, but I still want to!"

The mouse slapped the table hard.

"Isn't that the action you mentioned?"

The tall and lanky naval captain continued to question, "You still want us to unite!"

"There are many ways to unite, and fighting is never the only option,"

A wicked smile filled the mouse's face, "Let me ask you, is our navy the only one in the East China Sea? Are there only pirates who are against us?"

"No, there are 55 World Government member countries in the East China Sea, as well as tens of millions of civilians in these countries!"

"We can't influence the big shots in the headquarters, so why can't we influence these people?"

"Your bases have been stationed in these countries for at least nearly 20 years. I think it shouldn't be difficult to start a series of chaos caused by pirates, right?"

"Then we, the weak East China Sea Marines, cannot solve the problem, so it is reasonable to seek help from our own naval elites staying in the East China Sea, right?"

"If they agree - what about the 55 participating countries and such a huge East China Sea? They still have their own tasks. Can they be busy?"

"And it won't be easy for the kings and reporters to talk to them if they don't agree!"

When the mouse said something he was proud of, he paused and continued to say to his colleagues who were at a loss:

"Also, although we are considered by the big shots in the headquarters to be a weak navy with no fighting ability, we all obey their orders and are very conscientious and have a spirit of justice. Any place where pirates are suspected of being found must not be let go. Strict inspection, even if it is the property of the nobles of the franchised countries! Do you understand?"

The naval officers looked at each other, and they were all shocked - such an insidious and effective large-scale method is not something that rats who usually only engage in corruption can come up with, and these words give people the feeling

From now on, it seems that I will be even more friendly with the great nobleman Altluk III who is in charge of the Kingdom of Goa!

However, didn’t that great nobleman always keep a low profile? He didn't even want to sit in the king's seat, so why would he give such an exaggerated idea to the mouse?

Goa Kingdom, Altluk Family Manor.

"That rat guy should be discussing plans with his colleagues now, right?"

On the table in the study room, there is a large map of the East China Sea spread out. There are a lot of strange marks on it, and there are also some numbers and symbols written on it. At this time, Altluk III was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, leaning over the map, looking at it carefully, and asked without raising his head.

"Yes, sir,"

The housekeeper looked at the clock on the wall and said, "If everything goes well, the mouse should call you in half an hour."

"Well, even though this guy Mouse is a bit stupid, it's quite appropriate to use him as cannon fodder."

While saying this contemptuously, Altluk III took out a pen and clicked on an island on the map. Then he decisively drew a circle to surround the island, and wrote a line of small words outside the circle:

"The place where the Celestial Dragons fell."