"More than 600 million..."
Bessem grappled with the word, then sighed, "And how much does that even translate to?"
This is their living situation; no one sells to them because of severe discrimination.
There are indeed greedy businessmen in the world, but can these businessmen really sell them everything they want?
They are human beings too. They need not only basic survival, but also entertainment, medicine, books, and all sorts of other things.
Money can buy everything, but once their channels are monopolized, prices will be driven up.
Only the World Government or the kings of the underworld can meet all their living standards. The World Government will ignore them, but the kings of the underworld know their situation, so the price of goods has naturally increased. More than 600 million, after conversion, their purchasing power is probably not much.
"Why can't we be a proper pirate crew?" Taylor said, somewhat indignantly. "We're powerful. We can take back everything we want with our own hands. We can raid those towns, conquer those humans, and make them serve us. We can do it!"
"Taylor!"
This time, Rudolf looked at Taylor with a serious expression. "We are human beings too. Don't say things like that again!"
"Boss, I refuse to accept this!" Veins bulged on Taylor's forehead. "We're so much stronger than them. Those pirate crews can live so well, why are we being treated so miserably!"
“Because only we can survive,” Bessem said. “You haven’t considered our companions at all.”
“Yes, so don’t say things like that, Taylor, or Rudolph will get angry.” Dagon shook his head slightly.
Taylor looked at Rudolph, only to find that he had stopped smiling and immediately shut his mouth, no longer speaking.
"No matter how strong we are, can we be as strong as the World Government? Can we be as strong as the Navy? Or can we be as strong as the Four Emperors?"
Rudolph said slowly, “How long can we live? Taylor, you are the youngest, but you are thirty years old. I am forty-seven years old. How long can I last? Thirty years? Forty years? But we still have our tribe and our companions. Perhaps Peckerin will take over in the future, but how long will he guarantee our survival?”
"Taylor, you need to understand that you don't just represent yourself. We have thousands of compatriots, and we have to ensure their safe survival, instead of being like this, with a deserted island where we're like groundhogs, afraid to face the sun!"
The cave is above an island, and they could have lived on the island, but they didn't because Rudolf was worried about the casualties of his compatriots.
The New World is a dangerous place. If they are not there one day, or if they are not careful and a passing pirate crew fires a few shots, their own people will die.
But Rudolf valued the lives of his fellow countrymen most!
These words not only saddened Taylor, but also the other two.
They were half-fish, and their situation was so difficult that all sorts of crazy ideas arose from it.
If it weren't for Rudolf's prestige, Taylor would probably have already let himself go.
"But this time our chance has come. If we can satisfy that person, we have a very high chance of becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"
Dagon was startled by what he heard. "What do you mean?"
Rudolph sat down on a stone platform inside the cave and said, "I went to G-3 Fortress and found the Golden Lion. I was honored to find no discrimination against us half-fish people in his eyes. He is a big shot, a big shot who has the power to decide our living environment."
There are many people who do not discriminate against them.
If the Four Emperors can do it, then the big shots in the Navy can do it too.
But the only thing that could give him what he wanted was the Golden Lion.
Dagon's pupils contracted. "The Seven Warlords of the Sea..."
G-3 Fortress, Jinni, and many other things are related to it.
Redfield, Bondi Wald, is rumored to have also killed the Golden Lion. Along with numerous powerful pirates, he earned the title of "Nemesis of the Old Era" among the Marine Vice Admirals.
But what's been the subject of much discussion lately is that the power of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is in his own hands.
Edward Weevil, formerly one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, was killed. Rumors circulated that the man displeased him, while others suggested it was because he had offended the man in the past. Meanwhile, Crocodile, who had been removed from the list of warlords, has returned.
All of this suggests that the Golden Lion chose the Seven Warlords of the Sea based on his own feelings, not on the rules of the World Government.
Instead of going through the World Government, he's just trying to please one person...
"Are you sure it can succeed?!" Dagon breathed heavily.
If they could become Shichibukai and be recognized by the World Government and the Navy, their living environment would completely change.
It's important to know that the rules for the Seven Warlords of the Sea set by Jinni are incredibly tempting.
Many pirates in the New World are trying their best to increase their prestige, and recently the density of pirate activity in the New World has been much higher than before, all hoping that Golden Lion will notice them.
It's really tempting.
Within a shipping route, they can choose a base to collect taxes from passing merchant ships, and the only price is to do their best to combat pirates along that route.
Their survival as half-fish people also depends on eating pirates; essentially, there's no difference, just in a different place.
But once the location changes, the treatment becomes completely different!
"I don't know."
Rudolf shook his head: "I can only say that there is a high probability that the Golden Lion thinks the head I'm going to use to exchange for something with Umit isn't enough, and he wants a much larger head!"
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