One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 143 I'll PUA you to death, you bastard!
under night.

"No money? How disappointing."

Goode, losing interest, waved his hand.

"You have no sincerity at all, yet you come to me for advice. These days, you have to pay money to find girls to drink with."

"Don't ask, it's a trade secret!"

"I can roughly guess why you're here. Even if I answer you, it won't make a difference, because my experience here can't be applied to you."

Dorrag remained silent.

Goode had said everything, and for a moment he didn't know how to start the conversation.

But because of the doubts in his heart, he did not want to leave, even if it meant humiliating himself, as it concerned the future of the revolutionary army.

Goode took a sip of tea, his eyes darting around.

"What are you still standing there for? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and go home, wash up, and go to bed."

"Mr. Goode."

Dorrag sighed inwardly, took out a pocket watch from his pocket and handed it to Goode: "This is the only valuable thing I have."

"Oh, an old item."

Goode picked up the pocket watch, looked at it, and quite liked it.

Very contemporary.

There was an old photo inside, a family portrait of three, but it was so blurry that it was barely visible, probably because of the passage of time.

"Ok?"

Good felt increasingly uncomfortable looking at it.

The black-haired man in this picture looks so much like Garp!
Damn, he's a pirate.

Garp is a plague to him!
"Snapped!"

Goode quickly closed the pocket watch, wanting to return it but reluctant to part with it, thinking that this thing might come in handy sometime.

Then let's keep it for now!

"Since you're so sincere, feel free to ask me any questions, but I don't have much time, so please focus on the important ones."

"Mr. Goode."

Dorrag's eyes were filled with gloom.

"I want to change the status quo of the revolutionary army!"

The revolutionary army has been established for nearly twenty years. Although it has gathered a group of like-minded partners, the revolutionary army is still in an extremely difficult situation.

They were constantly on the run, living in constant fear.

Two years ago, even Ivankov and Lightning were captured and imprisoned in Impel Down.

"That's a cunning question!"

Good stroked his chin.

The issues covered such a wide range that he didn't know where to begin, and he also only had a superficial understanding of the revolution.

Given the Revolutionary Army's dire situation, if he were Dragon, he would most likely lead his brothers to become outlaws and even become one of the Four Emperors.

Wouldn't it be great to be a pirate who rules over a region?

Hey, I've got it!

Goode's wicked intentions surfaced, and he asked in a sarcastic tone, "Drag, do you know what the Revolutionary Army's most serious problem is?"

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Dorrag shook his head slightly.

There are many problems, and he could point out which one is the most serious, but he would rather hear the other party's opinion.

Goode gave a cold laugh.

"It's you!"

"I?"

Dorag was stunned.

"Yes, it's you!"

Goode looked completely certain.

Explaining the revolution is too complicated, and besides, his knowledge might not be enough. It would be better to just use psychological manipulation on Dorag.

"In the past ten years or so, your revolutionary ideas have spread widely around the world and have indeed achieved some results. The revolutionary army has also overthrown many tyrannical countries."

"Over the years, countless people have devoted themselves to the revolution, but the revolutionary army has not grown much and is still like a rat."

Goode's eyes revealed a mocking glint.

The Revolutionary Army, a formidable force feared by the World Government, has only a few army commanders among its members possessing any real strength.

They're not even as good as the Four Emperors' crew.

It is incomprehensible that a country carrying the ideal of revolution could not attract many strong individuals to join it.

No matter the era, there will always be martyrs who are like moths drawn to a flame. This can only mean that the leader has a problem.

Goode's eyes gradually turned hostile: "The reason is simple: you value revolution too much, to the point of being cold-blooded, while ignoring the human heart!"

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Dorrag fell into thought.

His main purpose in coming to the New World was to observe how Goode won people's hearts and minds, so that he could learn from this experience and apply it to the Revolutionary Army.

"Drag, in your companions' eyes, you should be a calm, reliable, meticulous, and unapproachable leader, right?"

"Not going to refute?"

"Looks like I guessed right."

Goode was just guessing.

After meeting twice, Dorag gave him a very oppressive feeling. He was the kind of domineering CEO who was hard to approach, with a tense face and no one knew what he was thinking.

He doesn't like to be friends with this kind of person.

As a subordinate, if you're not familiar with him, you probably wouldn't dare to breathe loudly in front of Dorag; it would be hard not to be nervous.

"There's nothing wrong with being aloof, but you should at least make your subordinates feel that they can rely on you and entrust their lives to you. But what have you done?"

The ancient dagger was revealed at the end of the journey.

"Ginny, the commander of the Eastern Army, was kidnapped by the Celestial Dragons and became the most pitiful slave. What were you doing during this time? Did you think of a way to save her?"

"The Grand Line Army's commander Ivankov and vice-commander Lightning are still imprisoned in Impel Down. What preparations have you made to rescue them?"

"Former executive Bartholomew Kuma, now a Shichibukai, is eliminating the World Government's enemies everywhere, more loyal than a dog. Don't you plan to bring him back?"

"Gabur, forget about this one."

Asked three times in a row.

Dorrag lowered his head, obscuring his expression.

"If you can abandon even the army commander, what do you expect the other officers to think? What do you expect the people below to think? What do you expect the people who are revolting to think?"

How can you expect them to trust you?

Goode slapped his thigh, spitting as he spoke.

"A few days ago, I fought with Shanks and only suffered a minor loss. My older brother Kaido didn't say a word and chased after the Shanks Pirates all by himself for three days and three nights. It was a bloodbath!"

"That's what a real boss is!"

"And what about you? You swallowed your pride for the sake of the so-called big picture. Bah! What big picture? You're just a spineless coward!"

"Please, wake up! The revolutionaries are all normal human beings. They can't be sustained by just passion. Even if you don't pay them, you should at least provide them with some support regularly, right?"

"Even just pretending is fine!"

"Don't just focus on your revolution; occasionally show concern for your subordinates' feelings. They are your greatest asset in making your business bigger and stronger."

"I'm thirsty, let me have a drink of water first."

Goode picked up his thermos and drank some water, secretly observing Dorrag's reaction out of the corner of his eye, secretly pleased with himself.

Hey, PUA is so satisfying.

Dorrag's eyes were filled with gloom.

"What do you think I should do?"

"Simple!"

Good grinned.

"They kidnapped Ginny, so why can't you kidnap a Celestial Dragon to retaliate? Don't you understand hostage exchange? If that doesn't work, just kill her. At worst, we'll just go our separate ways."

"Ginny will understand in heaven!"

"Ivankov is in heaven—oh, he's not dead yet, he'll understand anyway!"

"If we can't capture the Celestial Dragons, then we'll capture high-ranking officials of the World Government, naval commanders, and if that doesn't work, we'll capture the kings of the member states!"

"And that Vegapunk too, arrest him, and the World Government will definitely back down!"

"Please be a little tougher. You're being hunted down by the World Government every day. What good will it do if you become more aggressive? You'll still be hunted down by the World Government."

"Why would someone who's barefoot be afraid of someone who's wearing shoes!"

Dorrag's face was dark.

Goode's point is valid, but if they did that, their revolutionary army would become a terrorist organization.

Goode got up, stretched, and turned to go back inside.

"Dorag, that's enough of the chat."

"Let me give you one last piece of advice."

"In this filthy world, when facing enemies ten or a hundred times stronger than ourselves, only by being more ruthless than them can we have any chance of defeating them!"

"Weakness cannot bring peace."

(End of this chapter)