Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Spandam knelt on both knees, bowing before the Gorosei.
"Gorosei, CP0 has successfully transmitted that message according to the plan."
"According to intelligence, 'Calamity' Jack and Charlotte Katakuri, the head of the Three Sweet Commanders, are currently en route!"
The Gorosei exchanged glances, and the Old Man with a Crutch gently waved his hand.
"You may leave. CP0's next mission is solely to capture Wan Luo and Wan Shi. I hope to hear both pieces of good news simultaneously, understood?"
Spandam was practically prostrated on the floor, respectfully saying, "As you command!"
After speaking, he backed out the door while still kneeling, only rising after he was outside before leaving.
The Old Man with a Crutch watched Spandam's movements, sneering with a tone of utter disdain.
"This is Spandine's son. Truly, like father, like son!"
The Sword-wielding Bald Man adjusted his glasses. "Even a napkin has its use. Moreover, the father and son are very loyal!"
The Old Man with a Crutch nodded, sighing, "Indeed, loyalty. That is too rare!"
The Blond Man spoke up at this moment. "Regarding that guy's conflict with Taro this time, what result do you think would be most advantageous for us?"
The Long White-Bearded Old Man chuckled softly. "What does the final result matter? The winner will only ever be us!"
The Walrus-Mustached Old Man laughed along. "That guy has been threatening the World Government and the Celestial Dragons with the secret of the 'National Treasure' for a long time. Taro is also a major hidden danger. Regardless of who wins this conflict, it will resolve a serious threat for us!"
"Only Taro will die, right? After all, two Sea Emperors have sent people to support the fight!"
The Sword-wielding Bald Man thought for a moment. "That works too. It's about time Sakazuki was taught a lesson!"
Speaking of this, the Gorosei exchanged glances, their expressions relaxing... New World, Totto Land, Wheat Island.
Katakuri walked back with a gloomy face. Blue Fatty Jinbe's heart tightened when he saw his expression.
"Katakuri, why has your face become like this after visiting Cake Island?"
Katakuri frowned deeply, shaking his head only after a moment.
"Jinbe, although I introduced you to join Mama's fleet, you are not my subordinate. There is no need for you to stay on my island permanently."
Jinbe was stunned. Katakuri's irrelevant answer made him feel uneasy.
"In that case, I will leave as soon as possible!"
Katakuri nodded, looking out at the sea.
"Jinbe, you brought the poneglyph to Mama, which goes without saying. However, as your introducer, shouldn't you also give me something?"
Blue Fatty became even more confused. Katakuri was acting very abnormally today, completely different from before, but what Katakuri said was true.
"What do you want?"
"I heard that the specialty desserts of Fish-Man Island are delicious. I hope you can send some over!" Katakuri's face was expressionless and somewhat cold.
Jinbe suddenly became wary, quickly pondering the situation.
"Alright, I will arrange for a batch to be sent over!"
Katakuri nodded and walked toward the dock.
"Make it quick. Once it arrives, hand it over to Brulee, and have her send it to Mama."
Jinbe watched the direction Katakuri left, lowering his eyes in deep thought... Sabaody Archipelago, two days later.
Taro sorted and stored the Materials he had organized. Just as he opened the door, he saw George waiting outside.
"Oh, George, you're back from your leave?"
"Yes, Vice Admiral!" George bowed.
"I came to ask you about the 'Film City.' The first two phases of the project are complete. Should I..."
Taro poked his head out and looked around outside the door. After confirming no one was there, he pulled George into the room.
"You came at the perfect time. I have some things here. Distribute them to the people listed on the paper!"
George took it with a blank look, seeing names like Hina, Vivi, Mike, and his own listed on it.
"Vice Admiral, this is...?"
Taro waved his hand, interrupting George.
"Read it yourself later. I need to leave immediately to meet with Vice Admiral Vergo, the Base Commander of the G5 Branch. I won't say goodbye to everyone; please apologize to them for me."
"Uh, yes!" George bowed again.
Taro patted George's shoulder. "Then I'm off!"
After Taro left, George opened his own file. The paper was somewhat wrinkled, causing him to pause briefly. He quietly leaned in to smell it.
"Hmm, it smells like apple juice. Did the Vice Admiral change his preference recently?"
Although two days had passed, Taro still didn't know how to face Vivi, so he could only avoid her for now.
Conveniently, the meeting he promised Vergo had also been delayed for a few days.
He was still very curious as to why Vergo, the Undercover Agent, had sought him out.
He wanted to know what tricks the impatient Doflamingo would pull!
G5 Fortress is in the first half of the New World; after flying over the Red Line, it only takes a few hours to arrive.
When he landed at the base dock, he felt a little surprised.
This branch, which was unique in the entire Marine organization, truly had almost no one properly wearing a uniform; at most, they wore poorly tailored, bizarre Marine Cloaks.
However, Taro was also wearing casual clothes this time, with a pair of Supreme Grand Slippers on his feet, a style that unexpectedly matched the atmosphere here.
"Who are you?"
Taro, having descended from the sky, naturally drew the attention of the Marine Soldiers. Many of them were shirtless, with "Marine" written on their chests and abdomens to identify themselves, and some even had "G5" written on their foreheads.
Taro's mouth twitched. "I am Taro. I came at the invitation of your Base Commander Vergo!"
Among the Marine Soldiers with the odd aesthetic, someone recognized Taro's appearance.
"He looks quite a lot like Taro..."
"His attire is different from usual, but it must be him!"
Taro was speechless regarding these guys and walked straight toward the interior of the fortress.
"Is Vice Admiral Vergo here?"
"Mr. Vergo is not here!" Someone finally responded.
"Then is Smoker here? Tashigi works too!"
"They are!"
Taro noticed a Pirate tied to a pillar nearby, with firewood stacked underneath. It looked like these Marine Soldiers were planning to play the game of "Barbecued Pirate."
This scene made his eyebrows twitch wildly.
"Will one of you show me the way!"
This kind of tormenting "game" has been G5's signature tradition for many years. Since Taro was new here, he naturally wouldn't object.
He had neither the authority nor the inclination to bother with such matters.
"No need, I'm already here!"
Half of Smoker's body turned into white smoke, drifting over from the air.
Taro looked at Smoker's defiant expression and chuckled internally.
You're wearing such a smug expression, but do you know how badly you'll be beaten more than a year from now?
Thinking of this, Taro smiled even more brightly.
"Ah, Rear Admiral Smoker, long time no see!"
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