Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

Seeing that the enemy's armed forces suffered countless casualties, the remaining ones chose to retreat to a farther distance, disappearing in the gradually stopping rain, and the unrest slowly subsided.

"Victory? We..."

"Win! Win!"

"Great! We are free! Woohoo..."

The slaves looked at the ruins of the Kingdom on the Bridge and cheered loudly with excitement.

Afterwards, uncontrollable crying broke out in many places among the crowd. It was an emotional catharsis and a symbol of relief.

Standing far away, Deus and the others smiled at each other, said no more, and turned around tacitly to return to the direction of the pirate ship.

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt that the light suddenly became much brighter. This change made them all look up at the sky at the same time.

Only then did they realize that the huge water cover that had been covering the earth had disappeared without a trace, and the continuous rainstorm had quietly turned to clear up. Strands of weak but warm sunlight were shining through the thick clouds, filling the sky and the earth.

"Hello, Long Quan, I'm Barney Joe from the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army. Thank you very much for your help!"

Barney Joe, a young revolutionary who had been secretly organizing and directing the people's actions, came up to Jerry and bowed like a gentleman.

Standing on the bridge, waiting to welcome Deuce and the others back in triumph, Jerry nodded and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Hello, no need to thank me, your efforts cannot be ignored."

"But without your help, we might not be able to achieve the current results even if we work harder for a few more years."

Barney Joe looked humbly at the slaves whose eyes had regained their sparkle, and spoke matter-of-factly.

This is not because he is too modest, but because of his experience.

He had also seen other countries and peoples liberated by the revolutionary army, but few had been able to arouse the spontaneous resistance of the people on such a large scale as this time.

Even Belo Betty, the captain of the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army who possessed the power of the Encouragement Fruit, could only temporarily inspire the power of the people. After the incident, most of those cowardly people would return to their original state.

Otherwise, the revolutionary army would have overthrown the numerous tyrannical countries long ago.

The revolutionary army not only wants to overthrow those countries with bad regimes from a physical perspective, but also wants the people to fight spontaneously from the bottom of their hearts to defend themselves, their relatives, friends and their homes.

Jerry shook his finger lightly, looked at the slaves in front of him who were showing all kinds of behaviors, and said calmly: "No, I think you, the Revolutionary Army, have not figured out a key point, so you feel this way."

Barney Qiao blinked his eyes, not understanding what was going on. Then he humbly asked, "I'd like to hear more about it."

Jerry put his hands behind his back, raised his head and took two steps forward, acting like a knowledgeable scholar, and said loudly:

"Nothing can stop people's yearning for freedom!"

After saying this, Jerry maintained his posture, standing upright.

"Boss Jerry, what are you doing here with your chest sticking out and your butt sticking out? Are you looking for the toilet?" Scar's curious voice sounded at an inopportune time.

Deuce and the others happened to walk nearby and saw Jerry posing nervously, with a strange young man standing behind him scratching his hair and with a constipated expression on his face.

"Get out! No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak!" Jerry lost his composure instantly and casually uttered an old complaint.

Then Jerry turned around, pointed at Deuce with an unfathomable look on his face, and said to Barney Joe, "He understands. Do you understand?"

"Oh, I'm really sorry. I'm not well-educated and I still can't fully understand what you mean." Barney Joe pondered for a moment and finally admitted his confusion.

"Uh...then take this sentence back to the revolutionary army. There will always be someone who understands it." Jerry said casually, stroking his chin.

After he finished speaking, Jerry waved to Barney Joe, said a simple goodbye, and planned to return to the Blackie with Deuce and others.

"Hey! Wait a minute, aren't you going to wait until things here are over before leaving?" Barney Joe made Erkang's classic pose and stretched out his hand to keep them.

He said eagerly: "There are still some brothers who want to thank you..."

Deuce and the others looked at each other and shook their heads slightly. Jerry continued walking forward without looking back, saying as he walked:

"It's good that you revolutionary army are here. We should withdraw."

"As for thanking them, there's no need. Let them cherish the results of their hard work and live a good life."

Before he could finish his words, Jerry leaped forward and returned steadily to the deck of the Heizi.

Suddenly, his gaze focused, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he stared at the sea in the distance.

In the sight, there was a ship that had shrunk to smaller than a little finger and was still moving farther and farther away.

Jerry quickly took out his telescope and looked carefully. He could vaguely make out that it was a warship. The shape of its bow was clearly the image of a dog holding a bone.

"Is it Karp, who is known as 'Little Kirby' in the underworld?" Jerry muttered to himself.

"Jerry, what are you doing with the telescope? Is there anything over there?" Deus, who returned to the deck behind Jerry, asked curiously.

He looked in the direction Jerry was looking, and saw only a calm, empty sea under the sky that had just cleared after the rain.

Jerry put down the telescope and shook his head: "Nothing, where are they?"

Deuce pointed back without looking back and shrugged, "They are all in the back. However, Cavendish is still the same, walking around in circles, and Brooke... said he wanted to play a song before coming back."

"Skaar is exchanging some information with the Revolutionary Army. Kalina, Carrot, and Bonnie are already under the bow with Kodaz."

"Okay, let's wait for them." Jerry nodded his chin and asked, "How is it, passionate young man? Are you feeling better now?"

"Uh..." Deuce scratched his cheek with his fingertips, revealing a bright smile that matched the bright sunshine after the rain.

Then, he raised his thumb and made a gesture of approval:

"Of course it's much better, but when it comes to passionate young people, I can't compare to you. You can actually say such a thing."

"Not only them, but even I was ignited."

Zeus turned his head and looked back at the people behind him who were joining the soldiers who had returned from the battle in the front, and who were venting their excitement, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Jerry waved his left hand up and down, grinning: "Basic, basic, don't be silly! This is just the most basic mouth-to-mouth technique. I'm sorry that I got you excited. Next, are you going to start being naughty?"

"Get out!" Deus started instantly and kicked out.

The two didn't have to wait long before the rest of the people returned to the Heizi one after another.

Amidst laughter and joy, Jerry once again brought currents from the sea, lifted the pirate ship up on it, and quickly returned to the sea surface.

This time, the spectacular scene of Jerry controlling the ocean current attracted the attention of the rescued people.

They spontaneously gathered at the bridge, cast their eyes towards the Heizi, and expressed their deep gratitude and solemn thanks to everyone on the ship.

"Boy! Even though your words are not very nice, we sincerely thank you!" A white-haired old man in his fifties with a hoarse voice hugged his young granddaughter tightly and waved his arms excitedly.

"That's right! It's you who made us face ourselves again and regain the courage to take up arms. Thank you!" A skinny young man with a determined face clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! Woo woo..."

A seemingly weak young woman gently put down the shovel in her hand, carefully picked up her young son, and after hugging her husband who had a broken leg for many years for a long time, she stood up, waved and spoke with a smile in tears.

No matter whether it was the people who stepped forward at the beginning or the people who followed closely afterwards and their relatives and friends, at this moment, they all showed beautiful smiles and watched with gratitude as Jerry and others gradually disappeared beyond the distant horizon.