Chapter 31 Personality [VIP]

Faced with the two's abnormal behavior, Smoker simply thought they were doubting the truth of what he said.

After all, the navy had no identification documents, and the clothes he was wearing were not navy uniforms.

"I can't prove my identity."

Smoker was also helpless about this.

In this world full of islands, the reputation of a navy stationed on a single island, no matter how famous it is, will not spread far.

"The only thing you can believe right now is that we are also the ones who have resisted Yale's mental control."

Coby also introduced: "Belumeb and I are not from Rogue Town. We are from Shields Town. We were originally handymen at the naval base. Later - it's a bit embarrassing to say this, I was controlled at first, but when I saw the news that Mr. Luffy was defeated by Yale, I woke up!"

Coby's earnest and sincere gaze and harmless appearance made both Nokigo and Ajian relax their vigilant expressions.

"Mr. Luffy is my savior. I am very grateful to him. Please trust us!"

Nokigo sighed and explained tactfully, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that we've encountered a despicable navy before, and now we don't have a good impression of them."

"……what happened?"

Smoker, who didn't expect this to be the reason, frowned and looked even more ferocious.

Ajian: "Alas, our island was once occupied by the Dragon Pirates..."

The navy of the nearby naval branch not only did not rescue them, but also colluded with the evil dragon gang. Not only did they turn a blind eye to the matter, they also wanted to rob Nami of the money she had worked so hard to save to redeem the entire village in the name of a thief.

After listening to Ajian's explanation, Smoker's face could no longer be described as simply black.

He almost wanted to rush to the rat colonel and beat him up.

After being transferred to the East China Sea for so many years, he had no idea that the Arlong Pirates were actually here.

If there was a responsible navy who sought help from others after failing to resolve the issue himself, he would not have known the truth until now.

"That's too much!" Coby clenched his fists in anger.

Bellemeber was also very excited, completely forgetting that he was also a scum who bullied men and women in the past.

"That guy is a disgrace to the Navy!"

"Haha, it's all over. The Straw Hat Pirates defeated the Arlong Pirates."

Looking at their angry expressions, Nojigo smiled and became less wary of them.

She asked about the issues that concerned her most.

"Mr. Smoker, did you see a girl with orange hair when you were in Rogue Town?"

Ajian immediately said: "That's a child from our village. She joined the Straw Hat Pirates!"

Smoker recalled and shook his head in shame.

When the two were disappointed, he comforted them: "Don't worry, although I don't know what that man's purpose is, he shouldn't hurt the Straw Hat Pirates."

He had seen the man let Bucky go.

As to whether he really let them go or killed them after letting them go, he couldn't be sure. He could only refer to the fact that he was still alive and speculate that the other people with special abilities were still alive.

What Yale wanted was obviously not to kill them directly, but to look down on their lives and choices from a higher perspective, enjoying the pleasure of domination and having fun for himself.

Of course, this was just a sudden guess when he saw a few children playing with ants on the road.

Nojigo nodded regretfully. Although she didn't know Nami's situation, since the other party didn't know, she couldn't throw a tantrum and blame the other party.

"Anyway—" she asked curiously, "What's the matter with you guys coming here? You almost got into a conflict with the villagers."

"We are here to find someone who is awake." Bellemeber explained immediately.

Their organization is now quite large, with at least hundreds of people, all of whom are not under control or have been controlled and suddenly woken up for some reason.

Everyone was terrified by Yale's existence, and was afraid that he would control their relatives and friends to kill each other in the future.

Although no one has figured out a solution to this problem yet, it is better to bring together those who are sober first than to let them spend every day in fear.

*

“Dangdangdang!”

The sound of the synth metal is quite crisp.

Yale nodded with satisfaction, and under Wapol's anxious gaze, he held both sides of the alloy with both hands and gently broke them apart.

A crisp breaking sound was heard.

Wapol opened his mouth in amazement, staring at the alloy fragment that was broken into two by Yale in shock.

Is this... unsatisfactory?

Cold sweat broke out on his back and he was shaking as if he was going to faint in the next second.

It's over.

His throne, his kingdom, his Drum Island...goodbye forever.

"not bad."

Just as Wapol was about to die, a voice like the sound of nature rang out.

Yale was quite satisfied with the hardness of this alloy. Although it was synthesized from local materials, the quality was surprisingly good.

Wapol sniffed and asked expectantly, "Sir, you just..."

"Captain, do you understand? I don't like people calling me sir." Yale was in a good mood and spoke patiently.

His gentle voice carried a certain unquestionable power, enough to implant the command into the deepest part of the human brain like an engraving.

Wapol readily changed his words and asked with a smile on his face.

"Captain Yale, if you are satisfied... please let us go."

He pointed outside and said confidently.

"My kingdom still needs me. Without my protection, my country will definitely be invaded by pirates!"

A more heavenly voice sounded.

"Okay." Yale's straightforward answer not only stunned Wapol and his subordinates, but also surprised Morgans.

Wait, this domineering, cruel, and self-centered captain is really going to let Wapol go just because of a lie he told?

Fortunately, before Wapol could feel happy and Morgans could feel sad, Yale restored his image as a villain.

He hooked his finger, and the hatch not far away slammed into the wall with a bang.

Outside is the boundless blue sea and the pure white waves raised by the fast-moving ships.

The sea breeze blew in, like a sharp knife cutting into Wapol's suddenly cold heart.

"If you want to leave, just jump. This saves me the trouble of throwing you out. You can choose how to fall into the water."

A few strands of red hair blown by the wind covered her eyebrows and eyes.

Yale held his chin with one hand, and his cold golden eyes were slightly cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wapol tactfully took a few steps back and stayed away from the door.

"I suddenly feel that working for the respected Captain Yale is more suitable for me! My country...can have other suitable...kings."

Although it was very difficult for Wapol to admit the last point, as long as he could save his life, he would definitely have other ways to escape in the future.

This is how Wapol encouraged himself.

The Shiragi Pirates' ship, the Iron Bucket, was also driven by its near-ground levitation engine and quickly returned to the islands in the East China Sea at a speed far exceeding 1,000 kilometers per hour.

*

"Everyone from the Shiragutetsu Pirates, please follow me."

A metal ball took Wapol and his men away.

Wapol's eyes flickered, and he began to have evil thoughts again.

"Respected Captain Yale, can't I stay with you?"

Yale glanced at the other party and did not expose Wapol's careful plan.

He gave a gentle smile, "Yeah, I'm going to Future Island and might not be back for several days."

"Oh!" Wapol cried out excitedly, and then used his lifelong acting skills to make himself sad.

"I will work diligently, Captain Yale, you can go with peace of mind!"

"Yeah, go ahead and get to work."

Yale said perfunctorily and walked towards the newspaper office of the World Economic Daily.

Morgans followed him not far behind, and only after making sure that Wapol couldn't hear him did he respectfully ask him why he didn't directly expose Wapol's thoughts.

The other party's unwillingness and desire to escape were written on his face.

Even Morgans, who didn't have the ability to read minds, could see it clearly.

Looking at Morgans in confusion, Yale was a little confused.

"Morgans, you are the president of the number one newspaper on this planet, how could you not understand such a simple truth?"

Morgans hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.

"What do you mean...?"

"Giving people hope and then despair, isn't this a very interesting thing~"

After saying this, as if he had already anticipated a very interesting scene in the future, Yale laughed softly and hummed a broken melody in a good mood.

The tune was very cheerful, and it must have been a song that brought joy to people, but when Morgans heard it, it made him shiver all over.

Because of the holiday, the World Economic News office was empty.

Morgans rummaged through his office and found his target - a permanent pointer that recorded the magnetic force to Future Island.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling very glad that he hadn't remembered it wrong.

If he can't find it, given the captain's temper, who knows what he will do to him.

"Respected Captain Yale, I...you...what are you doing?"

When Morgans walked out of the office, he saw Yale in the office area with his left hand on his waist and his right hand on his forehead, as if posing for a photo.

With a slight "click" sound, the metal ball floating in front of Yale exclaimed excitedly.

"As expected of Captain Yale, he's so handsome!"

...As expected, they were taking pictures.

Morgans lowered the arm that held up the permanent pointer and reluctantly changed to a comfortable standing position.

After spending some time together, he also knew a little about Captain Yale's preferences.

He loves to eat devil fruits and seastone. He has a tough personality and is quite narcissistic. He likes to be flattered by others. He is easy to talk to when he is in a good mood, but this depends on whether the content you bring up happens to be interesting to him.

The plan made in the previous second may be changed in the next second due to other things. Once you enter the mode of self-admiration, it will not stop for an hour or two.

That is to say, he might wait here for Yale to take pictures for an hour or two.

The author has something to say:

There is no shortage of talented people in the universe, but there is a lack of ways to spread their talents throughout the universe. Thus, a profession was born - star hunter.

With the support of their respective companies or forces, they travel between different planets, searching for dusty pearls. Among them, the most unprincipled type is the star hunters who are looking for celebrity idols.

After bringing those potential and naive natives back to the company, they will train and package them for a period of time, build momentum on StarNet, and hold public talent competitions. In the end, only the champions will stay and truly become the objects of support from the company.

As for the rest, if they encounter a responsible company, they will be sent back to their home planet; if they encounter an irresponsible company, they will be directly auctioned off.

This kind of behavior is often resisted by "human rights protection agencies", but their verbal resistance is unlikely to have a real deterrent effect.

The one who really curbed this behavior was the captain of the Eternal Night Pirates. He disclosed the true information of a group of notorious star hunters on the star network. Since then, there have been more rules within the star hunters. No one wants to offend the Eternal Night Pirates because of a few idiots.