HxH in One Piece World

Let someone like Shiliu join the team...

Even the trainee crew is too messy.

Everyone looked at Maud, and the expressions on their faces changed slightly.

Even Xia Qi outside the team felt that Maud's decision was a bit hasty.

This reminded her of the pirate group she used to be in, and the captain who once awed her.

For any strong person who wants to join the pirate group, the captain has never refused to come.

Although this approach can quickly increase the size of the team, it will also bury hidden dangers.

The same is true.

When the team was on the verge of collapse, it was not so much in the hands of the enemy that it was in the hands of one's own people.

After realizing that Maud's decision was inappropriate, Shaqi did not remind him.

Strictly speaking, she is an outsider.

Even if it is not an outsider, it is impossible to interfere in the affairs of other people's pirates at will.

Lafayette and Jaya also felt inappropriate, but they could only acquiesce to Maud's approach.

As the first to follow Maud, they know that once Maud makes a decision, no one else can change it.

As a crew member, their duty is to support the captain's decision while spending more thought and energy to eliminate the possible negative effects of each decision.

As for Aokiji, he is relatively calm compared to Lafayette and Jaya who are concerned.

Because the stronger the person, the most important thing is self-confidence, and naturally there are not so many concerns.

Among them, the most typical person is undoubtedly the beast Kaiduo.

After Maud intimidated Shiliu, he suddenly thought of something.

Shiliu, I have something for you to do.

What's up?

Shiliu took advantage of the situation and walked towards Maud, in order to get rid of the encirclement of Aokiji and the others.

But after taking a few steps, Shiliu realized something and immediately stopped, and quickly glanced at the sunlight covering his feet.

His shadow was still in Maud's hands, and if it was hit by the sun, it would turn to ashes like a vampire.

Maud noticed Shiliu's little gesture of being forced to avoid the sun, and didn't care too much.

In a short period of time, it is impossible for him to return the shadow and heart to Shiliu.

Looking at Shiliu, Maud did not directly tell the content, but asked: You were originally the head guard of the advance city, you should be familiar with the prison, right?

Yes.

Shiliu nodded.

That's good, I plan to build a prison on the ship... Maud said immediately: Then, this task will be handed over to you.

no problem.

Shiliu was surprised, but he did not hesitate to take up the task.

He is very aware of his current situation on thin ice, and he is even more aware of what he should and should not do in this team.

Only by showing value and loyalty as soon as possible can he be truly accepted by Maud.

In this process, it is necessary to let Maud recognize his pursuit.

If it fails...

It means death that ends here.

After entrusting the task of building the prison to Shiliu, Maud did not stay long and went to the place where the prisoners were temporarily placed.

Next, he had to cut off the shadows of the captives one by one, and then stuffed them into the corpses one by one, creating coolies who didn't need to rest, charge, or eat 24 hours a day.

The number of captives was 500, and there were only 200 corpses.

But it didn't matter, there were still Moria's corpses in the castle's freezer, and it was more than enough to satisfy the supply of 300 shadows.

This is a big project.

Maud was walking on the unrepaired trail, thinking about the manufacturing project of 500 coolies, and whispered to himself.

What big project?

Perona's voice came from mid-air.

As usual, she floated in mid-air holding a small flower umbrella.

Maud looked up at Perona, spread his hands and said: To create 500 coolie zombies.

Ah, the workload of 500 zombies...

Perona was shocked and sighed: Isn't that going to be very hard?

Yeah, it will be really hard.

Maud agreed.

Perona regretted: It's a pity that only you can do this kind of thing, otherwise I will definitely help you.

I got it, but it's okay. The workload is a little hard, but it's nothing to me.

Maud smiled at Perona.

Oh, really.

Facing Maud's gaze, Perona subconsciously turned her head to look at the messy grass by the roadside and muttered softly.

certainly.

Maud said, and turned the shadow into a shadow clone.

In less than a second, the shadow clone turned into his own.

The job of making zombie coolies is left to you.

Maud reached out and patted the lower shadow clone's shoulder lightly.

The shadow clone nodded, then strode forward.

midair.

Perona was still regretting that she couldn't help Maud, but now she stared blankly at the back of the shadow clone.

Does this work too? !

Seeing the shadow clone go away, Perona slowly retracted her gaze, and then looked at Maud with remnant thoughts in her eyes.

Is this a big project...

certainly.

Maud smiled and said with emotion: But fortunately I have a shadow.

...

Perona was silent.

........

World Economic News, mobile newspaper base.

hiss--

In the slightly messy office area, there was a neat sound of gasping for air.

The well-informed staff of the news agency were all shocked at the moment.

The main culprit that made them react like this was the few papers that had just been faxed on the desk, as well as more than a dozen photos.

Is such a thing possible? I'm not dreaming, am I?

A reporter looked at one of the photos of Maud holding the quake fruit and murmured in disbelief.

Beside him, a warm-hearted colleague happened to be standing.

Snapped!

The warm-hearted colleague raised his hand and gave him a slap without saying a word.

The reporter who was slapped suddenly gasped again, it hurt.

Great, you're not dreaming!

Seeing the reporter's reaction, the warmhearted colleagues breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not too much to shock the world seven times overnight for these faxed documents spread on the desk.

If it was a dream, it would be a great misfortune for the journalism industry!

Ah, I'm not dreaming, it's real, it's real!!!

After the slapped reporter took in the cool air, he was as excited as a 200-pound little fat man.

This kind of headline event... gotta get published!!! I can already imagine the reaction of the whole world!!!

What about President Morgans?

I don't know, I just went to look at the photos.

It seems to have gone to Dada's office...

Ah? It really doesn't look like the style of President Morgans, obviously the big news is on the table!

It should be comforting Dada, after all...

One of the reporters picked up Maud's high-definition handsome photo without dead ends and said with emotion: Dada has always provided the blockbuster news related to this dazzling man, but I didn't expect it to be preempted by Habakak this time...

Only in this case, President Morgans will not deliberately comfort Dada. The key is that, according to Mr. Habakak, these violent materials were handed over to him by Maud himself!

It turns out that Nadada must be very sad now.

Just as everyone was discussing, the door of Dada's office was pushed open.

Morgans walked out of it, and under everyone's attention, he walked quickly to the desk where the Dressrosa incident report was placed.

This is big news.

Morgans picked up the extra-detailed Dressrosa incident report written by Habakak himself in one hand, and picked up the photo of Maud's shaking fruit in the other hand. He looked extremely excited, and immediately looked around. The subordinates who are present.

It's still the old rule, using the double-headed page, but this time it's a little different. I want to make the front and back of tomorrow morning's newspaper only publish reports related to Maud, then, everyone... From now on, let's look forward to the world of tomorrow. Well, hahaha!

Long live President Morgans!!!

Hey, you called the wrong person.

A sharp edge flashed across Morgans' eyes, pointing at the subordinate who had just shouted long live, and said solemnly: It's Bacardi, Long live Bacardi!

Oh yes, long live Bacardi Maud!!!

Long live Bacardi Maud!!!

The excited voices spread to the distant wilderness through the gaps in the doors and windows of the mobile newspaper office.

that night.

As the industry leader in the World Economic News, the long-lost work has been working all night.

According to the request of President Morgans, tomorrow morning's newspaper must be a double-headed page, and only Maud-related reports can be published on both sides.

This kind of extremely special care is the first time in the history of the newspaper, so there is no room for sloppy.

the next day.

The results of all the employees of the newspaper after working all night have turned into newspapers that fly all over the world.

Chambord Islands, naval base.

A group of heavily armed navy hurried out of the base, and rushed towards the No. 13 tree island with nervous expressions.

ten minutes later.

The navy arrived at Tree Island No. 13 and looked at the three figures of different heights standing below Tree Island No. 13 as if they were facing a big enemy.

The right-hand man of Roger One Piece, Silbaz Reilly and Spark Jabba...

There's also the Strange Gun Sol...

Why are these three people here!?

The navy clenched their weapons tightly, watching the legendary crew of the Roger Pirates gathered together in horror.

Rayleigh looked up at the Shaqi bar that had been razed to the ground on the roots of the tree. After a while, he slowly retracted his gaze and glanced casually at the navy who surrounded them.

Jabba, Sol, it looks like we old guys are quite popular.

Should you be proud?

Jabba took a sigh of relief.

Saul was also smoking a gilded pipe, breathing in the mist, and said expressionlessly: What I am more concerned about is the wine?

The bar is gone, where's the wine?

Without waiting for Reilly to respond, Jabba responded for Reilly.

Reilly sighed, a little helpless.

I wanted to bring the two old buddies to taste Xia Qi's collection of fine wine, but I didn't expect people to come, and Xia Qi and the bar disappeared.

There is a tavern on the island that has good wine, but it's a bit expensive. Why don't you go there first to satisfy your cravings.

Also, but do you have any money on you?

Sol glanced sideways at Reilly and asked the most crucial question.

With a smile on Old Rayleigh's face, he said without any psychological burden, No money.

... Sol.

... Jabba.

The three old men chatted casually, completely ignoring the navies who were already lined up around them.

Pluto Rayleigh, what is the purpose of your coming to the Shambert Islands?

The head of the admiral looked at the three of Rayleigh with a solemn expression.

Rayleigh tilted his head and looked at the admiral who was shouting.

On the other hand, Sol and Jabba also looked over.

Being stared at by three legendary figures all at once, the admiral felt unimaginable pressure and couldn't help swallowing, his heart beating fast with nervousness.

Do you have any money with you?

Rayleigh stared at the admiral and asked suddenly.

What, what!?

The admiral, who was always nervous, was stunned after hearing what Rayleigh said.

Reilly said seriously: I want to borrow some from you because of the lack of wine money.

???

The navy was all stunned.

Haha, you even borrowed money from the Navy. After all these years, you still haven't changed at all, Rayleigh.

At this moment, there was a loud laugh in the distance that Rayleigh and Jabba were very familiar with, but Thor felt harsh.

The three of them followed the laughter and saw Garp in a navy coat striding over.

There's a troublesome guy here.

Jabba sighed softly, turned his head and glanced at Sol, and saw that the other party was calm, so he was a little relieved.

Rayleigh looked at Garp and sighed softly.

It's Lieutenant General Garp!!!

On the other hand, after seeing the arrival of the naval hero Karp, the marines were all refreshed and felt inexplicable peace of mind.

Under everyone's attention, Garp crossed the crowd and strode to the front of Reilly and the three, his eyes swept over Reilly and Jabba one by one, and finally paused for a moment on Sol's body.

Sol narrowed his eyes to meet Garp's gaze.

The sight of the two old men intertwined in mid-air, and bursts of sparks burst out invisibly.

After a while, Sol took the lead and scolded: You old man is not dead yet.

That's what I should say.

Karp raised his brows and said rudely: It must be very inconvenient to have no legs, Wei Gun.

Hey, it's not very convenient, but it's better than one less arm.

Sol looked at Garp's empty left arm, and said negatively: I really want to know what you were thinking when your arm was cut off by Maud.

...

A few blue veins appeared on Garp's forehead, not in the mood to play tricks with Thor, and turned to Rayleigh.

Just as Garp was about to inquire about his purpose, several newspapers fell from the sky.

Karp and Reilly each took a newspaper and spread it out. The first thing that catches the eye is the photo of Maud holding the shaking fruit in his hand, which occupies a small half of the page.

This is……

Seeing the photos and the contents of the newspaper, Rao was Karp and Reilly, the two experienced old men, and they couldn't help showing shock.

Rayleigh's reaction made Sol and Jabba a little curious, so they leaned over to read the newspaper content together.

Defeat BIGMOM and the top cadres of the beasts, declare war on Charlotte Lingling and Kaido at the same time, repel the Whitebeard Pirates, destroy the Blackbeard Pirates and the Don Quixote family, and get the shock fruit……

Sol and Jabba stared blankly at the contents of the newspaper.

After a while.

Sol's cheerful laughter spread to several nearby tree islands.

But a few seconds later, an extremely domineering tyrannical arrogance swept the entire No. 13 Tree Island in an instant, interrupting Sol's laughter.

The person who released this domineering arrogance was not Garp.

Pfft...

The surrounding navy was stunned by the tyrannical arrogance, and even the generals who led the team were not spared, and fell to the ground one after another.

In just a second or two, the only people who could stand on the court were Karp, Reilly, Sol, and Jabba.

Um?

The four old men of the old era all looked in the same direction.

A burly and strong man wearing earmuffs and a military uniform with a newspaper in his hand was striding forward.

Looking at the man, the faces of Garp, Reilly, Sol, and Jabba all made waves.

When the man approached, not only did he not restrain his arrogance, but he recklessly used his arrogance to attack the four old men who had left legends in the past.

But this kind of behavior, in addition to provocative effect, is unlikely to have a substantial impact on them.

Long time no see, Rayleigh, Jabba, Thor.

The man raised his chin slightly and looked down at the crowd.