Chapter 14 World Economic News

Above the sky, inside an airship towed by countless seagulls, the headquarters of the World Economic News is located here.

At this time, the newspaper office was bustling with activity, and everyone was busy at their workstations.

Some were writing manuscripts, while others were organizing and compiling news faxes sent from various newspaper branches.

They learned the news of Garp's trip to the East China Sea and the disappearance of the East China Sea islands through a fax from a reporter from the East China Sea branch.

Some time ago, the biggest news on the sea was the pirate Yale who controlled Den Den Mushi to broadcast live to the world.

They have only published one issue of the newspaper so far, but they will definitely continue to follow up.

Reporters from the East China Sea branch are rushing to the sea area where the two disappeared islands are located, just to obtain first-hand information.

In addition, they also need to record, package and report other major events happening on the sea.

For example, recently, a major event happened in the New World - there was a suspected conflict among brothers within the Whitebeard Pirates - for this reason, their president Morgans personally went to the New World.

If the news is true, it is definitely big news.

The Whitebeard Pirates, who are bound together by non-blood ties, are not united internally, or Whitebeard is really old and can no longer control his subordinates - and other headlines can serve as breaking news later.

They have now prepared various plans and drafts, and are just waiting for the president to come back to add details so that they can be printed and sold as quickly as possible.

Just when the employees at the newspaper headquarters were full of confidence, their president, Morgans, a leader who could easily manipulate world public opinion, appeared.

He always maintains the appearance of an albatross in human-animal form, wears a black top hat, and appears to be full of energy at all times.

"The news is true!" He started shouting excitedly as soon as he entered the newspaper headquarters.

"Teach, a little-known member of the Whitebeard Pirates' Second Division, brutally murdered Thatch, the captain of the Fourth Division, and successfully escaped from the Whitebeard Pirates!"

He adjusted the yellow bow on his shirt, and an idea suddenly came to him.

"Blackbeard—this guy named Teach's ambition is absolutely worthy of a code name that's the complete opposite of Whitebeard's! He's declaring war on Whitebeard. Quick, incorporate all of this into the previous draft!"

"Yes!" the employees responded immediately.

Professional copywriters began to skillfully use the Spring and Autumn style of writing to incorporate Morgans' words into the previous draft in a euphemistic way.

Morgans, with his hands behind his back, asked if there was any other big news during his absence.

"The most important thing is that red-haired pirate—only a pirate group at the level of the Four Emperors can afford the expenses of a scientific research team! Where's the manuscript I asked you to write about 'He and Red-Haired Shanks are brothers'?"

He had new ideas for the content of his next report.

Just as Morgans was getting ready to write the manuscript himself, a voice came from behind him, denying his idea.

"I don't think I'm related to a native of a planet—in fact, I don't even have parents in the conventional sense."

Morgans turned around quickly and looked warily at the uninvited guest standing behind him.

The employees also looked up in surprise, looking at the man who had plunged the noisy newspaper office into silence.

The man's platinum-colored slim-fitting long gown looked even more sacred, clean, and spotless in the bright and messy newspaper office.

Her rose-red hair fell smoothly and neatly behind her, and her inhuman golden eyes looked down arrogantly at the clown-like newspaper president in front of her.

"Narcissistic psychopath?" He laughed, his voice soft as if he was reciting a love poem.

"No kidding, this is the first time I've received such an evaluation, especially when I wanted to generously save you - it really hurts, can you feel it?"

Everyone's heart ached, not emotionally, but truly.

Their hearts seemed to be squeezed by invisible hands and were almost crushed.

Everyone knelt down in pain, holding their chests.

The pain and panic felt by Morgans were the most intense.

He knelt on the ground, the cold sweat of pain soaking his feathers. In a trance, a pair of platinum metal boots appeared in his sight.

“M-Mercy…Mercy…”

He struggled to squeeze out words of begging for mercy.

Morgans realized with despair that from the moment the man appeared, the life and death of all of them were in his hands.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now. The emotional damage you've done to me can never be easily repaired with words."

Yale stood in front of Morgans, squatted down, raised his hand, and pressed his palm on the other's chest.

As Morgans watched with increasing horror, his palm slowly sank into the other person's body until it passed through completely.

Countless strands of white energy are connected to the fingertips.

When he withdrew his hand, a devil fruit that looked very familiar to Morgans was quietly lying in his palm.

The feathers on Morgans' face and body disappeared, and he returned to his original human appearance in the blink of an eye.

The pain in my heart disappeared without a trace.

The employees raised their heads and looked in surprise at the unfamiliar president with a human face, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

It was indeed the first time for them to see the president in human form.

Morgans still hadn't reacted.

He even looked at the devil fruit with some confusion, not understanding why this fruit was exactly the same as his own.

It was not until Yale stood up with the devil fruit that he noticed the strange looks from the people around him.

Morgans was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and looked down at his raised hands.

It was a completely human hand that even he himself felt unfamiliar with!

He immediately touched his face in horror again.

Without feathers or beaks, he could only feel human skin and facial features!

Regardless of how desperate and collapsed Morgans was, Yale sat back and leisurely let the metal chair take him around the newspaper office.

Wherever he passed, newspaper employees retreated, too frightened to even raise their heads for fear of meeting his eyes.

Yale was very satisfied with their performance. A newspaper like this - he picked up an unfinished newspaper draft and threw it away - that liked to spread rumors and slander would not change its ways unless it was taught a lesson.

The discarded newspaper drafts fluttered to the ground.

The scribbled title reads: The Four Emperors' Red-Haired Conspiracy! Five Key Details from the Clone 'Brothers' Live Broadcast.

What are the five major details? Even he himself doesn’t know what the details are.

"Do you want to live?" Yale put the devil fruit to his mouth and took a bite under Morgans' desperate gaze.

Well, the texture and taste did not disappoint, and the feeling of the energy melting into the mouth and being absorbed by the body was also quite wonderful.

"Your president is no longer capable. If you don't want to die, you'll have to listen to me from now on. If you want to die, the way you'll die is by falling from a height of ten thousand meters and being smashed into a pulp."

*

Admiral Aokiji finally returned to the Navy Headquarters.

After passing through the doldrums, he landed on a nearby island with a naval base.

He boarded the warship from there, and after separating from Mihawk, he returned to Marinford as quickly as possible.

It was obvious that the marshal had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as he stepped onto the wooden planks of the harbor, a patrolling navy came over and told him to report to the marshal's office as soon as possible.

When he arrived at the Marshal's office, not only was Marshal Zhan Guo there, but also Chief of Staff Crane and two other naval admirals.

Four pairs of eyes looked at him. Kuzan smiled bitterly and saluted the marshal.

"I'm sorry, Marshal Zhan Guo, I'm late."

"It's okay, you've worked hard too." Zhan Guo nodded, picked up a newspaper from the table and handed it to Kuzan, then got straight to the point.

"I've learned some of the details through Karp's phone call. Have you read the latest newspaper? Take a look first."

Kuzan glanced at the cover of the newspaper and returned it.

"I've read the newspaper. There's no doubt that Morgans has been controlled by that man."

Just a few days ago, when he had just left the doldrums and arrived at the naval base, he saw a newspaper that was talked about a lot.

The World Economic News has changed its style of spreading rumors around the world and has become the exclusive publicity ambassador of the pirate captain Yale.

Eight out of ten articles in the newspapers are full of flattery for the respected Captain Yale.

The remaining two were advertising for Captain Yale, belittling the government's naval rule and the Celestial Dragons, and urging them to quickly give up their seats for Captain Yale to sit on.

Of course, such a newspaper cannot be sold. The World Economic Daily is not even profitable and is distributed completely for free. After printing, they run to the streets to distribute it, and the newspaper delivery guys do the same.

These seagulls, which have long been tamed, will not leave the world just because their devil fruit abilities disappear.

They have already lost the ability to find food on their own, and it would be nice if they were fed and had no worries about food and drink.

The bounty orders for other pirates will no longer be printed.

Everything in the newspaper turned into a photo poster of Captain Yale.

The World Government naturally couldn't tolerate this, but no matter how they tried to contact Morgans, they couldn't.

Zhan Guo has been having a headache about this recently. Although he doesn't like the president, it is undeniable that the existence of the World Economic News has indeed saved their navy a lot of time.

Not to mention anything else, the issuance of the bounty alone is enough to make them take this incident seriously.

What's more, that Yale not only controls the World Economic News, he can also control the Den Den Mushi all over the world, and make several islands - yes, now there are more than two - disappear from the world out of thin air, and even steal the devil fruit ability of the navy admiral!

Thinking of this, Zhan Guo asked seriously: "Kuzan, was your ability really taken away by that Yale?"

"Absolutely true." Kuzan said with a wry smile, "I don't understand why I am still alive after having my devil fruit taken away from me."

“…Being alive is already a good thing.”

Zhan Guo's expression became more and more solemn.

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