Alabasta, the royal capital, in a three-story luxurious villa.
"Father, something terrible has happened. It's a terrible thing!"
A young man in elegant clothes, holding a newspaper tightly in his hand, rushed into the reception room with sweat on his forehead.
"McGee, you are the son of a baron after all. How can you be so flustered?" The middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth scolded dissatisfiedly.
"Father, after you read this newspaper, you will know why I am like this." The young man called McGee said anxiously.
"Are we going to go to war with the World Government again?" The middle-aged man shook the newspaper in his hand and said nonchalantly.
"Alabasta National News? Where did this newspaper come from? I've never heard of it before."
The middle-aged man immediately felt something was wrong when he saw the name of the newspaper.
"That's not the point. The key is what's in the newspaper," McGee reminded anxiously.
"The royal family has returned to the world's nobility, Alabasta is leaderless, and the cabinet has proposed a reform bill."
"Reform? Bill?" Just seeing the title, the middle-aged man's brows were tightly knitted together.
"The exclusive power of the royal family will be transferred to all citizens of Alabasta."
Seeing this line of words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a breath and realized the seriousness of the problem.
"This, this, this! The world is going to change!" Then he hurriedly looked down.
"The 50-member parliament is elected through a referendum."
“Congress will have legislative power, decision-making power, and oversight power.”
"Cabinet members and members of parliament are elected for four-year terms."
“Whoever gets the most votes can run for re-election.”
The middle-aged man read the entire newspaper in one breath, and his mind suddenly fell into chaos.
"How could this happen? What on earth were those people up there thinking? Is Crocodile crazy?"
"If the royal power is completely stripped away and handed over to the entire nation, wouldn't we nobles become rootless duckweed?"
"There is no precedent like this anywhere in the world."
"This country is going to be in big trouble."
The middle-aged man's eyes were dull, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and he muttered to himself.
"Oh, father, you are really getting senile. How come you can't see the situation clearly at this critical moment?" McGee reminded again anxiously.
"What do you mean? Am I wrong?" The middle-aged man looked up in confusion.
"This is our chance! The chance to truly seize power!" McGee said excitedly.
The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he seemed to have grasped something in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.
"What opportunity? Tell me in detail."
"Father, think about it. In the past, we were nobles."
"Besides possessing this noble title, all I got was some barren land and less taxes."
"Other than that, we haven't received any other privileges or rights, is that right?"
"Yes, that seems to be the case." The middle-aged man nodded in agreement.
"If we can win the votes of a certain number of citizens and become members of Congress now, what changes do you think will happen?" McKee asked in a persuasive manner.
"Then don't we also have the powers mentioned in the newspapers?" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up when he thought of this.
"Yes, compared to being a member of Congress, a noble title is nothing."
"That's real power, a power originally only possessed by the king!"
"If we can become members of Congress, we will be able to restore the Wolf family's former glory."
McGee held his father's shoulders and shouted frantically.
"Quick! Call a meeting of family members immediately. Our Wolf family must secure a seat for this congressman."
"The influence of our Wolfe family is not comparable to that of other families."
With his son's reminder, the middle-aged man finally understood the importance of congressmen and spoke loudly with excitement.
In the Rapeseed Flower City, inside an old attic.
Five men in suits sat around a round table, each holding a newspaper.
"Tell me, who came up with such an incredible idea?"
"Of course it's Crocodile-sama."
"No one else in this country has such a brain except him."
"Even if someone else could come up with it, without this gentleman's approval, do you think they could write it down in the newspaper and show it to you?"
"That's right. After all, everyone knows that Crocodile is the real ruler of this country."
The five people took turns expressing their views on the reform, each speaking a sentence.
"Having said that, is this a good thing or a bad thing for our Chamber of Commerce?"
'At least it's not a bad thing. This country will no longer be ruled by a certain group of people.'
"If there were businessmen among the members of Congress, they would definitely fight for our rights."
"If we could lower business taxes and trade taxes, I think this country would be more prosperous and we would earn more."
"Then why don't we run for parliament ourselves? Doesn't it say that all citizens can participate in the election?"
The last person's words immediately made the other four look at each other with burning eyes, and everyone seemed to be very excited about this proposal.
"This matter is very important. If we can gain the support of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance, our chances of success will be much higher."
"They would probably be happy to elect an influential representative in Alabasta politics."
“Who will be the MP?”
"Let's draw lots."
"A fair way."
"I agree."
"Me too."
A village outside Juba
"Village Chief Shali, why are you the only one working in the fields today?"
A rough-looking man shouted at the old man who was weeding with his head down.
"I heard that Eden's caravan has come to the city again. My son is going to see if there are any useful farm tools." Shari said with a smile.
"Oh, I just received a free newspaper from the postman, and I wanted Ali to read it to me." The man said with some regret.
"The World Economic Times doesn't charge money now? That's really a rare thing." Shari exclaimed in amazement.
"It's not the World Economic News. The postman said it's our own newspaper in Alabasta." The man said, pointing at the newspaper.
"Oh? There is such a thing? Bring it to me and see it." Shari stretched out his hand with a curious look on his face.
"Ali is the only literate person in this area, and you don't even know him, village chief. What's the point of taking it? I'll come back later."
"Bring it here!"
The man turned around and was about to leave, but the old man snatched the newspaper from his hand.
"Be careful not to tear it." The man said with concern.
"Why do you think Ali knows so many words? I, his father, taught him all of them." Shari said with a cunning look on his face.
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