Bundy World took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
He had never imagined that he would one day be able to challenge the Red Line, a place that even the most powerful pirates could only look up to.
Now, as Jin'an's plan gradually unfolded, he saw a future he had never seen before, a new world created by their own hands.
"I can't wait."
Bundy World murmured, his heart already boiling with passion.
He had decided that no matter how great the challenges ahead, he would go all out to fight for this grand goal.
Jin'an nodded with satisfaction, a hint of relief in his eyes.
He knew that Bundy World had been completely drawn in by his ambition, and that every step in the future would be even more firm and powerful.
The Red Line, this land symbolizing supreme power, would eventually succumb to their conquest.
By then, the entire world's landscape would be completely changed by their joint efforts.
On this vast sea, a storm was brewing, and they were the ones in control of it.
Brook stood aside, silently watching Jin'an and Bundy World, two figures who dominated the sea.
The way they pointed out the country made him feel surprised and confused.
From their words, Brook had realized that the West Blue was actually the third sea they had captured.
This made him feel incredible—one was a Marine, and the other was a pirate. How could these two possibly cooperate with confidence?
Moreover, the World Government had not noticed their actions, which made Brook even more puzzled.
With doubts swirling in his mind, he finally couldn't help but ask the question in his heart:
"Have you done so much without anyone stopping you?"
His voice revealed a hint of unconcealed confusion.
In his opinion, an operation of this scale could not be concealed from the eyes of the World Government, but the reality was completely different from what he had imagined.
Hearing Brook's question, Jin'an and Bundy World couldn't help but smile at each other, as if this question was no longer a problem in their eyes.
Jin'an spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of ease and confidence:
"Because Mary Geoise can't take care of what's happening in the four seas right now, they're still in a state of desperation."
He spoke lightly, as if everything was under their control.
Bundy World took over the conversation, adding:
"And we strictly control the news. The guys who fought with me can hardly speak anymore."
His voice was low and powerful, as if every word carried an invisible sense of oppression.
A bloody scene couldn't help but flash in Brook's mind—those enemies who had fought with Bundy World were either completely defeated or had been silenced.
Brook's heart was shaken, but he was still puzzled:
"But the news in the four seas should spread quickly, right? How is it possible that no one has noticed your actions?"
Jin'an smiled slightly and continued to explain:
"You know, it's very troublesome to spread news in this sea, and even if it's discovered, only the most superficial part will be exposed."
His words revealed a hint of seasoned experience and wisdom.
He knew very well that in this world full of chaos and crisis, the flow of information was not as smooth as it seemed on the surface.
The vastness and unpredictability of the sea often caused news to be distorted or blocked during transmission.
"As long as you slightly blind the eyes and ears of those specific people, they will not be able to accurately obtain information."
Bundy World added, his voice revealing a cold realism.
His methods were simple and direct, but they were extremely effective in this world.
Controlling the flow of information and blocking the enemy's sight allowed their actions to be carried out in the shadows, without attracting too much attention.
Listening to the explanations of the two, although Brook still felt a little uneasy, he had to admit that their strategy was indeed effective.
The vastness and complexity of the four seas gave them enough time and space to carry out their plans.
And Mary Geoise was obviously unable to take care of the turmoil in these marginal areas at this time.
In this rapidly changing world, the control of power and information determines everything.
Brook felt a deep sense of powerlessness, the rules of the game in this sea were far more complex and cruel than he had imagined.
And Jin'an and Bundy World had obviously become the top players in this game.
Brook's mood was complicated, but he also knew that now was not the time to think too much.
He looked at Jin'an and Bundy World, and understood that he had been drawn into an inescapable storm.
Only time will reveal the ending of this storm.
......
Pangea Castle in Mary Geoise, at this moment, was in a state of chaos as Jin'an had expected.
The damaged city walls and crumbling towers all showed the catastrophe that had occurred not long ago. Although the Celestial Dragons were still high above, their "holy land" was no longer an inviolable symbol.
The whole city was filled with a tense and anxious atmosphere, and various restoration works were being carried out in full swing.
In order to speed up the recovery, many Marine soldiers were temporarily called in to work, and even senior officers were not spared.
Borsalino was also mixed in with a group of busy workers at the moment.
He had just returned to the Marine Headquarters from Egghead Island, thinking that he could enjoy a period of relaxation, but he didn't expect to be sent to do this kind of hard work as soon as he set foot on the land of the headquarters.
Borsalino leaned lazily against a broken wall, his hands in his pockets, his expression as usual without any waves.
But under his lazy appearance, the undisguised decadent aura could not help but attract attention.
His eyes looked around at the busy figures, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
"It's really terrible, I didn't expect the World Government's holy land to be destroyed like this."
Although he muttered "terrible" in his mouth, his tone was full of carelessness and helplessness.
"This world is still too terrible, I really want to go back to the Marine Headquarters..."
He complained in a low voice while slacking off, and he obviously couldn't get any interest in this kind of reconstruction work.
He even muttered in his heart, would any Marine really be willing to come to this place?
Anyway, he didn't want to stay here from the bottom of his heart.
Just as Borsalino was enjoying a rare moment of laziness, an angry voice suddenly came, breaking his peace:
"Borsalino, if you can't do it, get out!"
This voice came from Jaygarcia Saturn, as one of the Five Elders, his voice was full of unquestionable majesty.
Hearing these words, a look of surprise actually appeared on Borsalino's face, as if he had been relieved of something.
He was stunned for a second, and then showed an undisguised smile—he didn't expect there to be such a good thing, he could actually slip away in a grand manner!
However, Jaygarcia Saturn's anger did not subside because of Borsalino's expression, but made him feel even more helpless.
He glanced at Borsalino's lazy and smug look, frowned, and his face became even more gloomy.
Although the words had already been spoken, he obviously didn't intend to really let Borsalino leave.
At least he couldn't let him slip away so easily, this Marine's value was not just doing hard labor.
"Seeing that you have nothing to do here," Jaygarcia Saturn said coldly, with a hint of threat in his tone, "you go to Sabaody Archipelago first, someone is spreading false information there, you go and shut those people up."
After he finished speaking, he stared sharply at Borsalino, as if warning him not to think about being lazy again.
Although Borsalino still had a lazy smile on his face, he sighed secretly in his heart.
Escaping the boring restoration task of Mary Geoise was indeed good news, but he also knew that the matter of Sabaody Archipelago would probably not be easy.
That archipelago has always been the meeting point of various forces, and dealing with the people and things there is more of a headache than being lazy here.
"What a trouble..."
Borsalino complained inwardly, but he knew that there was not much room for refusal.
He patted the dust off his body and lazily agreed:
"Okay, then I'll go take a look."
When leaving Pangea Castle, Borsalino's eyes narrowed slightly. Sabaody Archipelago may not be peaceful now, but at least it's more interesting than being a coolie here.
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