"Stop joking!"
Kuro nearly roared, "Attention-grabbing? What attention-grabbing am I supposed to attract?! What, am I supposed to take care of you in your old age and then bury you?!"
"How could that be? It was all Sakazuki's idea. I was initially very opposed to it."
Kizaru chuckled and said, "You know Sakazuki's temperament. Once he's made up his mind, it's not going to be changed. Unlike me, I only feel sorry for you and will consider things for you."
What's with that overly teasing tone you use?
"Enough, enough! Just tell me if there's any room for negotiation? I can't carry such a heavy burden," Kuro asked.
"It's not as complicated as you think, Kuro."
Kizaru said, "This is just a newspaper, mainly targeting the remnants of Roger's era. People like that, who already have a foothold in the New World, and retired pirates won't specifically come looking for you."
After filtering, only those pirates who escaped from the sixth level and want to make a comeback remain. If they want to regain their fame and announce their return to the world, finding you is their best option; the other pirates won't care about that.
only?
Don't you have any idea how many people escaped from the entire sixth floor? And you still use "only"?
Kuro's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water.
Kizaru continued, "Those pirates are scattered all over the place, and we can't gather information on them all. But if we concentrate on one point, we can easily defeat them. Besides, you are in charge of the entrance to chaos. Whether you let them in or not is entirely up to you."
That's true. G-3's location is unique, being at the very top of the top. From here, they can freely choose their routes. If they send out those troublesome ones, they can cause a new wave of destruction in the current New World situation.
Simply put, he became the 'gatekeeper' again.
He used to be the gatekeeper of Sabaody Archipelago, preventing young pirates from passing through. Now that he's here, he's still the gatekeeper, preventing old men from passing through.
Kuro, unwilling to give up, asked, "Is there no other way?"
"Yes, I'm retiring, and you'll take over..."
"Farewell!"
Snap!
Kuro slammed the receiver onto the Den Den Mushi, and the call ended after the sound.
"What the hell!" he cursed, then looked out the window and said:
"Has the person been caught yet?"
Kro adjusted his glasses and said, "The search is already underway, and we've sent people down to retrieve the bodies of our colleagues."
“Very good. Bring them back intact. Their sacrifice shouldn’t have been in vain.” Kuro nodded.
“Mr. Kuro, in that case, how should the report be written…” Kuro asked.
Kuro glared at him and said:
"Are you stupid too? Write it exactly as you're supposed to. Show me all the battles between the Navy and the pirates, downplay my role, and emphasize the contributions of others, especially those who sacrificed their lives. You've been writing reports for so long, do I really need to teach you this?!"
Despite his flirtatious nature, Kuro still had to complete the reports properly; he couldn't let down those who had sacrificed their lives.
Otherwise, what about those people who died in a shipwreck?!
Although Kuro didn't want to be famous, he couldn't bring himself to do something as heartless as denying his colleagues' contributions!
"Yes, Mr. Kuro." Kuro stood at attention and saluted.
"Found it."
Just then, Lida spoke up. Her face fell, and she rummaged through her bag, pulling out a green Devil Fruit. "Another waste of my snacks!"
Kuro looked over and said, "It's been shipped? Looks like it's a Paramecia type."
He was no longer surprised by Lida's shipments.
All five ability users died right next to Lida this time. Given the nature of this backpack, it's impossible that it won't deliver anything.
Although I don't know the underlying principle, shipping the goods is a good thing, and Kuro won't lose money anyway.
However, he still harbored some resentment about the Paramecia system he had inexplicably obtained last time.
No one knows where that fruit came from.
"Bolo bolo bolo..."
The Den Den Mushi rang again, but not on my desk.
Kro pulled out a Den Den Mushi from his pocket, answered the call, and said, "Moshi moshi, this is Kro."
"Colonel Crowe, we've captured a merman."
A navy voice came from the other end, faint and accompanied by some noise.
Kuro looked at Kuro, who narrowed his eyes and said, "Go down and take a look."
A group of people stood up and walked towards the deck below.
On the deck, a group of sailors surrounded more than twenty bound and kneeling fishmen, glaring at them.
"Hey, let us go right now!"
One of the fishmen, captured, roared menacingly, "You lowly humans! Release us! We are fishmen, a superior race!"
Bang!
Sazir rolled up his sleeves and punched the merman in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"What a joke! When did merfolk become a superior race!"
Sazir roared, "You are nothing but lowly fish swimming in the sea, yet you dare to stab our ship!"
"You humans! It should be an honor for us to sink your ship!" Another fishman struggled to get up, but was quickly stopped by a number of marines pointing their guns at him.
"It's just a gun! Kill me if you dare!" the merman roared.
call out!
Just then, a gas blast suddenly shot out, piercing through the fishman's temple and spurting out a spurt of blood. The fishman's eyes glazed over, and he collapsed to the ground.
“Everyone here has this ability.”
A voice came from the side.
Everyone looked over and saw Kuro bend one of his index fingers, walk over and say calmly.
That refers to a gun.
"Lieutenant General Kuro."
Sazir and the others turned around and saluted Kuro.
"Karen!"
A group of fishmen looked at the dead fishman, their eyes filled with resentment towards Kuro. One fishman struggled with the rope, trying to charge at Kuro. Just then, Kuro pointed a finger at the fishman and said, "Finger Gun."
Bang!
A bloody gash appeared between the fishman's eyebrows, causing the man to fall backward.
This caused the fish to fall silent.
"The World Government will not approve of your indiscriminate killing! We from Fishman Island are also participating in this World Conference. Aren't you afraid of causing conflict?" a fishman said through gritted teeth.
"Oh ho, so you know about the World Conference."
Kuro exclaimed in surprise, "So, you guys recently came from Fishman Island..."
He looked at the fishman's chest and saw two tattoos: one resembling a shark, and the other depicting a human body and a severed head within a circle.
"What's wrong with Jinbe? At this critical moment, he still dares to let fishmen out to become pirates. Most importantly, he even dared to stab through my crew's ship, causing me to lose a bunch of men. Well done, fishmen."
Kuro, cigar in mouth, walked over, looked down at the fish-man, and said coldly, "What am I supposed to do with you...?"
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