Time Travel: Age of Discovery

Naval center.

A boat flying the flag of the King of the World slowly sailed into the harbor.

Three people walked down from the boat, wearing long robes like white silk and strange masks on their faces. At first glance, they looked quite humorous, but the mysterious aura and innate majesty emanating from them made people dare not approach them easily.

Anyone who knows its identity knows that this is CP0, and its significance here is not insignificant.

"Why is CP0 here?"

A bearded admiral, sweat dripping from his forehead, muttered to himself as he looked at the three men in white robes. The other admirals, knowing their identities, also expressed astonishment. For a moment, a sense of unease permeated the crowd.

CP0 made no small gestures, heading straight for the Naval Central Building. No one dared to stop them, but their undisguised dominance sent a chill down the spines of many ordinary sailors, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

One of the burly men snorted coldly, and caught a glimpse of the surprised expression on the face of a naval commander through his mask, and felt secretly amused.

The three of them arrived at the door of the Admiral's residence and walked straight in without knocking.

"Wait..."

The Admiral stopped talking before rising to greet them. He naturally understood the significance of the three people before him. With a sank heart, he gathered his composure and asked, "What is the important matter that has brought you here?"

Unexpectedly, the three opponents ignored his identity as the Navy Marshal, looked at him indifferently and showed no respect.

"I have been sent by the World Government to deliver a mission to you, the Navy."

Hearing the word "mission," Kong immediately sensed something was amiss. If there really was a mission, why hadn't the Five Elders communicated it, and why had they sent out CP0? Could something have gone wrong?

Kong didn't say anything more and directly asked about the details of the mission.

The leader spoke leisurely through his mask, "Escort 'Tian Shang Jin'."

Although Sora remained calm on the outside, his heart was already beating faster. "It's Heavenly Gold again."

"However, if there are no special requests, we don't have to come in person."

The man took a few steps closer, slightly taller than Kong, and now looked down at him. Kong could only look up.

"We need to send a lieutenant general or above with certain skills to escort the goods. We cannot repeat the mistakes of the last time."

This statement undoubtedly revealed a sore spot for the navy. Kong's expression darkened slightly, but he was more confused.

If the Navy was negligent due to the Tianshangjin incident, they should have already begun adjusting the escort force. Why is this being mentioned only now? There must be something fishy going on.

Kong Sui asked, "What's so different about this 'Heavenly Gold'? Why are there such requirements?"

The other party was clearly displeased, but he didn't react violently. After all, he was the Admiral of the Navy. There was still a hint of contempt in his tone, "This isn't something you should ask about, so there's no need to say more. However..."

Changing the subject, the other party sneered and continued, "It's okay to tell you. This ship is loaded with precious amber and lead as a tribute to the Tianlong people. I'm sure you already know the destination."

"Amber and lead treasures? They've been transported before. Since that incident, the navy has increased the size of the fleet when escorting Tianshangjin. However, this is the first time they've temporarily dispatched an additional lieutenant general or above. Could it be..."

Kong raised his doubts, but the other party scoffed at him, as if Kong had asked an extremely ridiculous question.

"Who knows the reason? But you must remember this: this may be the last batch of precious amber and lead in the world."

After saying that, the three of them turned and left, leaving Sora with a sullen face, staring at their backs.

The door slammed shut.

Kong slowly walked to the desk, unable to calm down for a long time. Angrily, he threw a punch, striking the desk, leaving a deep handprint. He sat back in his chair, took a deep breath, pressed his forehead, and picked up the communicator bug on the table.

"Hey, contact Sakaski for me."

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At this moment, in a certain area of the Grand Line, a warship was leisurely sailing on the sea, with some captured spoils piled on its deck...