The door to the Base has been completely opened.
Ard army soldiers lined up on both sides of the road, and a group of smartly dressed governnt officials, led by Addison, were waiting for soone in front of the gates.
However, that person did not keep them waiting for long. With a swirl of yellow sand, she appeared out of nowhere outside the door.
Holding a Kabane of blue light with one hand and grabbing the Governor's back with the other, Crocodile slowly erged from the whirlwind of sand.
[Bang!]
Crocodile carelessly threw the Governor away, leaving him in the hands of a man in black who was approaching, and said smiling: "This is the Governor of Yashiro Station, interrogate him yourselves, and as for this..."
But just as he raised the blue light Kabane and still hadn't finished speaking, an old man dressed in white appeared at a surprising speed from the crowd. Pushing his glasses up, he observed the Kabane in Crocodile's hands.
"It's really blue light. Can it really absorb other Kabane?"
"Who are you?" Crocodile looked at him dissatisfied.
"This is Professor Fritz, the director of the Institute of Biochemistry. He is personally responsible for the research on Kabane." Addison ca over and smiled.
"Okay, I've given this to you too." Crocodile nodded indifferently and threw the Kabane in his hand to the open space aside, not caring whether it would hurt anyone.
A 'core' without control and a replenishnt of Kabane is dangerous, but a 'core' with nothing, even if its heart, blood vessels and pupils are blue, can only be considered a Kabane that glows blue.
As for the ntal wave, it was obviously not dangerous, furthermore, even if it was, Crocodile wouldn't care.
If it can hurt people in this base, then Crocodile really has to reconsider joining the Army. After all, that would an they are too useless.
As expected, a man in black who ca out at random easily pinned down the Kabane, skillfully stuffed an iron ball into its mouth, and tied the straps to both sides of its head. Then, he cuffed his hands behind his back and quickly led him away by grabbing the back of his neck, the whole process taking no more than ten seconds.
Seeing the special Kabane being taken away, Professor Fritz lost interest and left.
At the sa ti, an army officer walked forward, holding a neatly folded black military uniform, shouting vigorously: "Welco, Lieutenant General Crocodile, to join the army! Please wear your cloak."
"Oh?" Crocodile raised his eyebrows, looked into the eyes of everyone present, then grabbed the fur coat on his shoulders and threw it aside. Then he picked up the cloak of black justice and placed it on his shoulders.
At this mont, the pirate's Crocodile is dead, and the army's Crocodile is reborn.
Suddenly... The army officer and Addison acutely noticed that Crocodile's montum had changed, or rather, his presence beca much stronger. They felt as if a sand-colored crocodile was raising its head behind him.
"Are there any cigarettes?"
"Lieutenant General, please!"
The army officer seed to have been prepared for a long ti, he took out a cigarette, lit it and offered it to Crocodile, who took it and took a deep inhale.
When he exhaled the smoke, holding the cigar between his fingers, he opened his mouth and smiled with a complicated mood. "Kuahahahaha..."
...
The army continues to develop at full speed on the world of Kabane, while on Starfish the navy remains busy with large-scale operations to end the slave trade.
During this process, the reputation of the World Governnt in various nations has gradually shifted from fear to good awe. This is actually a very rare thing.
On this day, the live public broadcast resud worldwide.
In the RL0002 region, on the continent of Red Earth, separated only by the RL0001 area where the new headquarters of the World Governnt was being built, an event was taking place.
Today this region was very lively and full of people, becoming the center of attention of the entire world.
"Are we really going to be let go?"
"My God... Is this real?"
"This is a dream, right? Wuwuwuwu~"
Enslaved n and won were freed from explosive collars, and under the direction of officials, they ford long lines heading to predefined areas, awaiting the liberation process.
In this process, the slaves newly arrived at Mary Geoise in recent months, overco with emotion, cried uncontrollably. So even hugged each other, feeling each other's warmth, even if they were strangers and regardless of gender.
At this mont, everyone was the sa.
They were unfortunate people who regained freedom and a new life!
And all this was broadcast by the propaganda departnt staff through the Den-Den Mushi to the world audience.
The scene was crowded, with spectacular aerial shots showing that the entire RL0002 region was filled with slaves waiting to be freed.
At that ti, except for a few people who were skeptical and prejudiced against the World Governnt, most people believed that the Celestial Dragons really did sothing good this ti.
No one bothered to ask if simply releasing them was enough. How would physical injuries, ntal injuries, and lost ti be accounted for?
This world, after all, was not like a world with a complete legal system.
In the eyes of most people, the descendants of the Creator, the Celestial Dragons, known as the nobles of the world, are willing to respect and cooperate with the agreents of the Levely. This is the first ti in hundreds of years that they have shown great rcy.
This day was called the 'Great Liberation of the Holy Land' by later generations. It was also included in history textbooks that beca widely popular in the future.
But if you want to free hundreds of thousands of slaves, it cannot be completed in one day. It took three days to officially announce the end.
These three days, the live broadcast Den-Den Mushi took turns continuously, even when most people went to sleep, the live images were still broadcast to prove 'authenticity'.
Not to ntion, this trick thought up by the Propaganda Departnt really fooled 80% to 90% of the people.
But what was the truth?
The truth is that only more than 10,000 carefully selected slaves were actually released. These slaves had not been in the Holy Land for a long ti, had not been tortured too much, and had relatively normal minds. And most importantly, they did not harbor extre hatred. They were 'high quality slaves'.
Where did the remaining slaves go?
In fact, their explosive collars were also removed, but they were sent to the neighboring areas RL0003 and RL0004. The workers of the Construction Departnt have built infrastructure sufficient to accommodate their lives.
Although these regions looked like fairly decent cities from afar, upon getting closer they beca quite rudintary.
When the global live broadcast was closed and all the spotlights dissipated, the rest of the forr slaves gathered again in the central plaza according to the radio orders.
A senior official from the Administration Departnt stood on a high platform that had been prepared, holding a large loudspeaker and shouting at the thick crowd below.
At the sa ti, Den-Den Mushi with gaphones broadcast his voice in various locations.
"From now on, this will be your ho!"
"No one will enslave you, and no one will beat or scold you. You are the official residents of the first ordinary city on the Red Earth Continent, and you should be honored and proud of it!"
"But you must also learn to be self-reliant!"
"The great world governnt has decided to fund all your agricultural tools, machinery, seeds, chickens, pigs, a year's worth of food and supplies, and you will also be exempted from four years of heavenly tribute!"
"In other words, in the first year, you can live here without any worries, but from the second year on, you have to eat and use your own food!"
After saying all this, the official paused, then raised the gaphone again.
"I know it may be difficult to adjust to life here right away, but don't worry. We officials will stay here temporarily to help you and guide you on the right path."
"If anyone gets sick or injured, please notify us imdiately. We will provide full dical services. However, once you have your own productions and inco, all services will be chargeable. Of course, the governnt will also purchase goods from you."
But even though he shouted like this with all his strength, the crowd below was still silent, with a numb look on everyone's face.
However, the World Governnt officials present were not surprised. They believed that ti was the best redy and that, over ti, in a relaxed and comfortable environnt, normality would gradually be restored.
This senior official stepped down from the stage and whispered instructions to his subordinates who ca over.
"Let the undercover agents lurking among them keep an eye on them. Once you find soone showing hatred towards the World Governnt and the Celestial Dragons, report it to the police imdiately, but you must be careful not to be discovered by too many people."
"Understood!"
...
Imu was of course aware of foreign affairs, but after a brief understanding, he stopped paying attention because he was thinking about sothing very important.
The security problem at Mary Geoise.
The Rayleigh intrusion incident a few days ago has shown that the towering cliffs several kiloters high on the Red Earth Continent cannot stop determined and powerful people.
In this aspect, both the Celestial Dragons and Cipher Pol were overconfident.
Therefore...
He had already ordered the Five Elders to solve this problem, at least ensuring that the edge of the Red Earth Continent within Mary Geoise's range is controlled, so that it can no longer happen that soone can directly enter the Holy Land simply by climbing up.
However, Imu always felt that the asures taken were still not enough. It's a sha that Imu still has no idea how to improve security. With no other option, we could only let the CP personnel stationed at Mary Geoise patrol in pairs.
...
At Reverse Mountain, when boats from around the world follow the climbing currents to reach the top and then ride the rapids toward the Grand Line, they can always see two sets of bright lights from below.
Although most people wouldn't choose to go over Reverse Mountain at night. In the dark waves not far from Twin Cape, a whale floated in the sea and slept peacefully.
A figure appeared in front of the small stone house next to the lighthouse and gently knocked on the door. When the person inside opened the door, the yellow light instantly illuminated both of their faces.
"You are..." A middle-aged man, dressed in a pink T-shirt and blue shorts, with a yellow and purple floral ornant on his head, looked at the visitor in surprise.
"We haven't seen each other in over a year, Crocus-sama."
"Gaban, what are you guys doing?" Crocus hesitated for a mont, finally he stepped aside and said, "Co in."
"Thanks." Gaban looked at Crocus with respect, then thanked him and entered the house. The four people behind him also followed in turn.
These people are the forr crew mbers of the Roger Pirates.
Among them, the leader, Gaban, is the third most powerful person on the ship after Rayleigh.
"Why are you all together? Shouldn't they have returned to their respective sea areas?" After closing the door, Crocus turned around and looked at these people doubtfully.
His situation is different from these people. Although he has been on the Roger Pirates' ship for a while, he is not strictly a formal crew mber. He is only a temporary ship's doctor responsible for treating and suppressing Roger's terminal illness.
"Sir, are you aware of Rayleigh's passing in Mary Geoise?" Gaban asked seriously.
Crocus nodded and said: "Of course, I have nothing else to do but read the newspaper all day."
"Then you should know that Rayleigh is not that kind of impulsive fool. He must have sensed that there was sothing important going on in Mary Geoise before he took the risk to sneak in!"
"In fact, I was also surprised by Rayleigh's behavior when I saw the news, so are you going to..." Crocus looked at them hesitantly, and at the sa ti had an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
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