One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 85 All actors, please take your positions!
Beehive Island, Central Square.

Countless pirates gathered here.

"Good, this is the liveliest place on Beehive Island. Pirates often play the three-coin game here."

Marco introduced Goode to the local customs and culture of Beehive Island.

Located in the heart of the New World, just a few stops away from the end of the Grand Line, Beehive Island holds a special place in the world.

Those pirates who couldn't find Laugh Tale had no choice but to return. With nowhere else to go, they had no choice but to stay on the lawless Beehive Island, except to rely on one of the Four Emperors.

Over time, Beehive Island became a paradise for pirates.

But problems followed one after another.

When a large number of pirates gather together, the resources available for plunder do not increase, which will inevitably lead to mutual slaughter and annexation.

In order to reduce bloodshed, a game of kidnapping people among pirates was born.

Good sighed deeply.

"No matter where you go in this world, war will never stop. How wonderful it would be if there were a place where people could live in peace."

"It would be great if it really existed."

Marco shook his head bitterly.

The only place that could be called a paradise is probably the peaceful East Blue, but it is a paradise for the powerful and wealthy, and pirates cannot set foot there.

People like them are lucky to even have a place to stay.

"It will definitely happen!"

Goode looked at Marco with the solemnity of someone making a vow.

Hey, that's what he's here to do!

Marco was taken aback.

Looking at Goode's serious expression, he was inexplicably moved. Goode seemed different from them.

This man is serious!

"Gurgle~ Gurgle~~"

Newsbirds circled in the air.

Goode waved to the newsbird and spent 50 Berries to buy the latest newspaper; the price hadn't gone up yet at this time.

Two years from now, when Luffy sets sail, newspapers will sell for 100 Berries each.

"what?"

Looking at the exaggerated report on the front page, Goode frowned, his expression extremely serious, but inside he was overjoyed.

Taking things out of context and distorting the facts.

This is the captivating moment of journalism!
Heh heh, just as he predicted, that bird really knows how to grab trending topics; no wonder it studied journalism.

Marco's heart skipped a beat as he watched Goode's expression gradually darken.

"what happened?"

"See for yourself."

Goode shook his head and handed the newspaper to Marco.

Marco looked at the newspaper, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"That bastard Morgans!"

Although most of the report is speculative and lacks clear evidence, that's not how it is perceived by the public.

as predicted.

"Look! Big news! Whitebeard and the Beasts are about to start a war!"

"Really?!"

"Haha, I want to participate too!"

The fears soon came true. As more and more people received the information, the pirates in the square instantly erupted in cheers, raising their weapons.

For them, a life of hedonism and decadence, only war could bring back the passion they had long lost!
"It's Captain Marco!"

Many pirates noticed them.

"Marco, let's get out of here."

"it is good!"

The two quickly made their escape; if they didn't leave soon, they would definitely be surrounded by fanatical pirates, and then it would be difficult to get away.

A moment later, in a secluded alley.

Goode apologized with a wry smile.

"Marco, it's all my fault."

"No, it's not your fault."

Marco shook his head in frustration.

Actually, it's not that serious.

After all, it's just an exaggerated rumor.

But if it's not handled properly, the old man's authority will inevitably be affected, just like those pirates on the island whose emotions have been stirred up.

They had sharpened their knives and were ready for a big battle, only to be told that it was all a misunderstanding.
They're going to explode!

"Good, let me contact my dad first."

Marco took out a Den Den Mushi. Something this serious had happened; he had to inform his father as soon as possible.

The next moment, Marco was dumbfounded.

"What? You've gone out to sea?!"

"Hey, are you kidding me!"

"What about me? I haven't boarded the ship yet!"

"Are you planning to leave me to deal with these rampaging pirates all by myself?"

"Where are you? I'm flying right now—"

"Kacha!"

The Den Den Mushi lost contact.

Marco stared at the Den Den Mushi for a full three minutes in silence.

He was abandoned.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Damn it, not a single one of them is loyal!"

Has Whitebeard set sail?

Goode narrowed his eyes, and a mischievous thought immediately surfaced in his mind.

Whitebeard's decision to avoid the limelight did indeed effectively reduce the heat, but it also gave him more room to maneuver.

Without Whitebeard overseeing things, his land grabbing and property buying plans can be more aggressive. Now the whole world is watching them, and every move they make will be magnified infinitely.

He wants to capitalize on this hype.

However, there's still one last condition missing!
There are still some actors who haven't entered the theater for this play that he directed.

"Marco."

Goode smiled slightly and said, "The pirates on the island are too excited right now. If we don't do anything about it, it could easily lead to a big incident. I think we can secretly gather the captains, explain the situation clearly, and ask them to help quell the unrest."

"Well, you're right."

Marco thought about it and agreed that it made sense.

Beehive Island is their base of operations, and we can't just stand by and watch things escalate. If we don't quell this incident soon, who knows what outrageous things the pirates might do?

Secretly summoning the captains and instructing them to return and reassure their men would indeed be more efficient.

He wasn't worried about the captains having objections. Compared to the mindless pirates, the captains were more rational and easier to communicate with. Besides, the captains still had to give him this much face.

He was the first division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates. Ever since his father stopped getting involved, he had been handling most of the affairs of the crew.

The captains had to be mindful of his mood!

But there's a problem.

Gathering the captains would naturally require going to a tavern, where drinking and entertaining would be essential, which would be a considerable expense.

Inviting a few captains is not a problem, but inviting dozens of captains for drinks is.
Marco looked embarrassed.

"Good, that one."

"Don't worry, I'll pay the bill!"

Goode smiled and waved his hand.

"I don't have many good points, except that I have a lot of money."

"Um, thank you."

Marco thanked him awkwardly, feeling both grateful and a little jealous.

Damn it, it's so good to be rich!

They treat people to meals whenever they want, as if money is just paper to be spent casually.

He also wants to be rich!
Night falls.

The largest tavern on Beehive Island was still brightly lit, echoing with the laughter of pirates, as prominent captains arrived one after another.

Outside the tavern, the pirates of the Beasts were bringing wooden crates into the tavern.

"Ouch!"

One of them appeared to trip and fell to the ground, box and all. The box lid opened, and the swords and guns inside slid out.

"You bastard, what are you good for!"

"I'm sorry, I'll get ready right away!"

The pirates, startled, gathered their weapons.

In the dark alley, Drake, dressed in a cloak, watched this scene unfold, his eyes immediately sharpening.

"It really is a weapon!"

They had gathered intelligence that Marco had summoned all the captains to the tavern, seemingly to discuss important matters.

It now appears that things are more serious than we imagined.

Drake took out a Den Den Mushi from his pocket.

"Peacock, how are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm inside!"

Inside the tavern, a beautiful waitress carrying a tray looked up at the noisy pirate captains and licked her lips.

These bad guys are worth disciplining!
(End of this chapter)