Before he could even utter the word "look," the Popeye-like man stared intently at the short, white-haired girl, his pupils gradually widening.

"Big, big food..."

"cough!"

Before he could finish speaking, Kuro coughed and said to Popeye, "We've come to eat. Find us a seat."

Popeye looked closer and realized that this domineering man looked somewhat familiar, especially considering his identity as the gluttonous woman...

Seeing that he didn't move, Kuro simply tossed him a stack of Berries, saying, "Here's a reward for you."

"clear!"

Popeye, having received the money, immediately brightened up and put on his obsequious smile again: "The customer is God! Please sit down, please sit down!"

Kuro and his group found a round table in the center and sat down, while the remaining Marines stood obediently at the back.

"Find a table for yourselves and don't just stand there," Kuro said, waving his hand.

"yes..."

A navy officer called out and led the rest of his colleagues to sit down at a nearby table.

At this moment, Popeye rubbed his hands together and said, "Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Who's in charge of the cooking?" Kuro asked.

"It is I."

He had barely finished speaking when the sound of a wooden stick tapping echoed across the floor. A bearded man with a missing leg walked over, tapping the floor with the stick he had attached to his foot. He looked at Kuro and said, "You coming here means..."

He glanced around and whispered, "We'll leave tomorrow."

This man is remarkable; he is now a lieutenant general with a code name, the pride of the East China Sea.

But he is a Marine, not a pirate.

But the fact that this celebration even attracted the navy, and that they were all in civilian clothes, means that something very serious is going on.