Pirates: There is no prohibition of fishing in Marijoa.

The G1 branch of the Navy is located on the side of the Red Earth Continent close to the New World. It echoes the Navy Headquarters Marinford on the side of Paradise, and together they guard the holy land of Marijoa above the Red Earth Continent.

Although it is a branch, the importance of the G1 branch is self-evident due to its special geographical location.

However, judging from the current deployment of the G1 branch, it has far exceeded the military strength he should have.

"Report to Marshal Aokiji, everything is ready."

"Okay, got it." Aokiji waved away the marine who came to report, stood up, walked to the window and looked out at the numerous checkpoints and obstacles that were arranged in a hurry. His eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

……

Fishman Island, the Kuroko is docked steadily at the port.

“Welcome again!”

Jinbei and several princes of the mermaid tribe, who had not been seen for a long time, waved enthusiastically to everyone on the shore.

In the distance, soldiers guarded the streets near the port and set up a makeshift cordon.

This move naturally caused complaints and curses from many pirates and other outsiders nearby, but when they learned that the ones who had landed were the recently famous Kuroko Pirates, they immediately shut their mouths, and many of them simply slipped away.

The Kuroko Pirates are no longer what they used to be. Except for some people who want to become famous by making false accusations, not everyone dares to provoke them.

Seeing an old acquaintance, Jerry and his companions responded one after another, and then, led by Jinbei, they swaggered across the street towards the direction of the Imperial Palace.

After being treated to a sumptuous banquet, everyone rejected the invitation to stay directly in the palace and chose to find another place to stay on the island.

"Jerry, what's going on?"

"That's fine. You guys just hang out here for two days and take a rest. In two days, the real action will begin."

In the single-family villa they had contracted, Jerry answered with a normal expression when he heard Deuce's question.

"Ace, you there?" Deuce nodded and turned his gaze to Ace.

"I mentioned it to my dad, and they said it's no problem, but I think they'll probably come anyway..." Ace sighed.

In fact, he didn't want to involve the members of the Whitebeard Pirates. After all, this was different from ordinary events.

Pirates usually fight with the navy and rarely confront the World Government directly, not to mention that the Kuroko Pirates are in direct confrontation with the Celestial Dragons this time.

That would be equivalent to directly provoking all the official armed forces, which in the eyes of the world is simply like hitting a rock with an egg and overestimating one's own capabilities.

Haven’t you seen that the revolutionary army is shouting enthusiastically, but after so many years, it has always been operating in the dark and has never declared war directly. This shows that the power of the World Government should not be underestimated, otherwise it would not have been possible to maintain 800 years of stable rule.

"Relax." Deus didn't know what to say, so he patted Ace's shoulder and said so.

Then, he exchanged glances with everyone and turned to look at the silent Jerry, only to see that the latter seemed to have been paused in time, sitting back in his chair with empty eyes, motionless.

Perhaps he noticed Zeus's gaze, Jerry's originally lifeless eyes suddenly regained their luster.

He glanced at Deuce and the others, then stood up and said, "I'm going to take action, you guys take your time bragging."

With that, Jerry turned and strode toward the room.

……

On a moonlit night with few stars, not far from the holy land of Marijoa Pangu City.

In the air, there was a vague light and shadow moving slowly.

"Little guy, as long as I want to fish, there is no mouth that I can't find as long as I have a location!" Jerry glanced around and thought to himself proudly.

Around Jerry was a shield made of water. Unlike before, the shield now seemed to be able to transmit scenes from all directions. From a distance, it was difficult to tell whether it existed or not, as if he was wearing an invisibility cloak.

In addition, Jerry used the technique of Observation and Killing to slightly display his domineering aura and suppress his own aura, thus eliminating the risk of being discovered by others with Observation and Killing Haki.

This combination of stealth skills passed the test of the observation Haki of everyone on the ship, including Ace and Cavendish.

The result was that without exception, they all failed to sense Jerry's presence. Even Cavendish, who had been enhanced by the Thunder Fruit and had a powerful observation Haki similar to Eneel's Mind Net, was helpless.

The only drawback is that it does not allow people to observe it closely at a close distance. Otherwise, unless one is blind, one can still see with the naked eye that there is a slight delay and disharmony in the scene behind the water flow.

However, Jerry was confident that in this situation, he would not let anyone approach him silently. After all, his Observation Haki was not a vegetarian. Therefore, this set of skills might only work at specific moments in battle, but it was very useful outside of combat.

"Pangu City, right? Brother is here!"

Looking at the wall of Pangu City, Jerry did not choose to walk in the air. He swung the fishing hook and flew over in a few seconds.

After a long time, Jerry found a secluded place along the river in the city, sat down, and quickly fiddled with the tools.

"Let's get started." Jerry threw down the fishing hook, fixed the fishing rod, and started night fishing in Pangu City.

"This should be the last small task in the big task, right?" Jerry fixed the fishing rod, leaned down, and lay down, muttering to himself.

Time passed quietly, and before we knew it, the moon had climbed across the sky.

Jerry put his hands on the back of his head, his eyes slightly closed, his legs crossed, and he was shaking from time to time, as if he was thinking about something happy in his heart.

"Huh? Why is there a fishing rod there!?"

Suddenly, a doubtful voice broke the tranquility of the riverside at midnight.

Jerry stiffened, opened his eyes and turned his head to look.

I saw a guard who seemed to be on patrol. He was fully armed and looking around, obviously trying to find out the owner of the fishing rod or other clues.

Perhaps they were afraid of the Celestial Dragons' unpredictable moods and worried that doing something wrong would lead to punishment or even losing their lives.

When he discovered the abnormality, he did not approach immediately, but looked around cautiously first.

After a long time, until he still didn't notice any signs of other Celestial Dragons playing pranks, he began to approach cautiously.

"What is this?" Walking closer, the guard's eyes widened as he looked at the slightly distorted air and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Boom!"

A low muffled sound was heard, and Jerry slowly retracted his knife.

"Mary Joa is really a place with hidden talents. It's really not easy for any small soldier to hide from my observation Haki." He stretched out his hand to drag the unconscious guard in front of him, threw him into the dark corner next to him, and said in a low voice with a serious expression.

Of course Jerry would never admit that it was because he was daydreaming and absent-minded that he failed to notice someone approaching in advance.

"Whatever, keep going. What kind of biological clock do the fish in Mary Joa have? They don't all go to bed early and get up early, do they? Why don't you go out!" Jerry returned to lie down beside the fishing rod, glanced at the calm and clear river, and said with a hint of confusion:

"Or is it that when the water is too clear, there are no fish? There are no fish in this river at all?"

"Forget it, let's see again."

Although he could use his Observation Haki to get the answer, Jerry would never use external force to destroy the fun of natural fishing unless under special circumstances.

As his voice faded away, the surroundings returned to silence again, with only the occasional chirping of insects in the grass accompanying Jerry.

However, it wasn't long before the quiet atmosphere was broken again.

"Pfft!"

A clear sound of someone entering the water spread throughout the silent night and attracted Jerry's attention.

"Help!"

"Quick! Grab her!"

The noisy sound came from a distance and gradually became clearer with the vibration of the air.

At first, it was clear that the sound was coming from a distance, but in the blink of an eye, the sound was approaching rapidly.