The following day, Sabaody Archipelago.
Six hundred pirates, dressed in tattered clothes, were placed in the plaza of Zone 10. The highest-ranking pirate had 80 million, while the lowest-ranking were ordinary pirate crew members who didn't even have a fraction of that amount.
"The deadline is the last day."
“Apart from using force to coerce you, you can do whatever you want.”
"We cannot take action during this period. The pirates can do anything except leave the island."
Lin Feng gave a brief explanation, and seeing that everyone understood, he didn't bother to say anything more: "I'll lead from among us, and what about you?"
"Then... I, the old man, will do it?" Old Zhang suggested, and the others around him nodded in agreement.
"Kongxiu, go." Fist Saint Star pointed, and Kongxiu immediately put his hands together and nodded.
"Alright, so, what are your thoughts on the selection?" Lin Feng pointed to the six hundred pirates in the distance: "Two hundred each, who wants to choose first?"
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk desires those great pirates; it would be much easier to manage them that way," Kong Xiu said.
"Then I'll choose some younger ones," Old Man Zhang had already prepared for this.
"Oh, then the rest are mine." Lin Feng didn't hesitate and directly accepted the remaining group of pirates.
Soon, the three teams were separated. The great pirates were mostly strong and powerful; the old man Zhang's team consisted of young and vigorous men; and finally, Lin Feng's team consisted of older pirates with weaker fighting skills.
“Alright, then we’ll head to area 20.” Lin Feng said, pointing in the direction of 20 to the group of pirates.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk is number 1 to 9."
"Numbers 10 to 19." Old Zhang waved his hand, leading all the young pirates in front of him over.
"Fourth Brother...do you know what he wants to do?" Tang Hong asked, puzzled, as he watched the crowd leaving with Lin Feng.
"I don't know..." Shizang said with a calm expression. "Don't you know everything?"
Looking at that face, Tang Hong really wanted to slap him: "You've known each other for so long, you should be able to guess what's going on, right?"
"I don't know, I'm not a mind reader." Si Zang glanced at Tang Hong out of the corner of his eye: "Why don't you go ask Yu, she'll definitely know."
"Yu..." Tang Hong turned his head, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds before looking away.
The first day passed quickly.
Kong Xiu's pirates, centered around a few major pirates, quickly reorganized into a hierarchical structure; while Zhang Laotou's pirates had a different look, each one instilled with various new concepts, their eyes filled with a different kind of brilliance.
The people in Linfeng were left to their own devices for a day, allowed to buy food in the nearby commercial district, and then left unattended.
Will this work?
The three of them were puzzled. The broadcast was being shown to the whole world. Not to mention the hope that Old Man Zhang was instilling in them, or the power that Kong Xiu was talking about, it was all frantically influencing people's judgments, but Lin Feng seemed to be in no hurry at all.
"Who knows? But what that old man said makes a lot of sense." Si Zang's eyes flickered a little, then he yawned: "Never mind, as long as we're prepared, we'll just have to wait and see."
As the second day passed, the pirates under Kong Xiu's control underwent a further overall change. They shed their pirate swagger and, under Kong Xiu's promise, became like believers who believed that doing good deeds would bring them success, each one brimming with enthusiasm.
The pirates beside Old Man Zhang retained their original roguishness, but their actions gradually became more composed, and the light in their eyes became more genuine.
In contrast, the pirates around Lin Feng seemed unchanged. Apart from not being able to do whatever they wanted as before, they could only honestly buy groceries, cook, and live a somewhat familiar life as ordinary people.
"Is he trying to awaken those people's past memories?" Si Zang wondered, and couldn't help but have the idea of going up to ask Lin Feng: "It's hard to go from luxury to frugality. These people are used to living a life of feasting."
As the third day came to a close, things remained calm on Lin Feng's side, and some people even started going out to buy groceries.
But the struggle also began at this moment. Friction broke out between the other two teams, who tried to insert their ideas into Lin Feng's camp and win over more people.
With the allure of power on one side and the beckoning of dreams on the other, more than a dozen of the 200 pirates were immediately drawn away.
"I will not interfere with your choices. Whether you go or stay, it is your own decision." Lin Feng spoke calmly in front of a hundred people, without any of the grim atmosphere he had during the Marineford War.
One of the pirates quietly asked, "Can we come back again?"
"Yes." Lin Feng nodded.
"I see."
These pirates roughly guessed Lin Feng's meaning and understood the differences between the three pirate crews.
"I'll go buy some timber tomorrow; this place is too spacious," Lin Feng said, then walked directly to his spot, sat cross-legged in the shadows, and began practicing his visualization technique.
On the fourth day, the number of pirates in front of him had decreased by more than twenty, but the timber had also been returned.
"It seems he's really going to do that..."
Si Zang and the others realized that Lin Feng's purpose was to live the simplest life and try to awaken the memories in those people's hearts.
On the fifth day, a row of houses appeared on the open space. On the sixth day, the seventh day... he was left with no more than thirty people, but the row of houses had a total of two hundred rooms.
Meanwhile, the other two teams have already clashed fiercely, their ideologies turning them into enemies.
"Although dreams shouldn't be linked to money, it's certainly accurate to measure dreams with money." Shizo sat in front of the Den Den Mushi broadcasting the news, sipping his juice and watching the pirates go mad, and let out a long sigh.
Kong Xiu and the people under Zhang Laotou were still driven by evil desires at their core.
"However, these pirates don't have any firm beliefs at all. They're just charging around with a lot of energy. It's not a waste of effort to change them. That's definitely a better approach." As Shizo spoke, he crossed his legs and looked at the few star pirates who had caught their attention during the past few days of battle.
With the end of the eighth and ninth days, only four hundred out of the six hundred pirates remained. Among them, Kong Xiu's pirates were the most numerous and elite, while Zhang Laotou's pirates were mostly severely injured, and Lin Feng's pirates were down to ten.
Five of them were too old and lacked the strength to fight. One had a broken leg and ran to him on his hands. Three were too timid to fight. The last one came from Kong Xiu's hands and had also been under Zhang Laotou's command.
With the final two days approaching, the three pirate crews launched their final battle, and the ultimate winner is about to be determined.
"You have one last chance to choose." At the intersection of the three areas, Lin Feng looked at the group in front of him and said loudly, "After their battle ends, you can choose any one of them to end this battle."
At a glance, half of the ten people were looking at Kong Xiu, perhaps because of his strength, or perhaps because of those blatant promises.
Just then, Lin Feng's voice reached their ears again: "Of course, you can also choose to stay. No one here will force you..."
force?
The group watched silently, as if this place, which they usually looked down upon, had acquired some kind of magic.
Home?
Home, perhaps, is a small house that these ten people don't care about at all...
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