From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

Thinking of this, Diarmait laughed and said, "How unpredictable things are... Humans are so complicated, they often make unexpected choices and decisions. But she's wishful thinking. She's only ten years old, it's too early for her to join the navy... But let her work hard. Having a goal is better than having no goal at all."

"What's wrong with ten years old? Didn't Lucci join the (bccj) navy at about the same age?" Gion teased with a smile.

"It's different. Lucci has been trained in a targeted manner since he was a child. Can Robin be the same?" Diarmait said with a smile.

After a brief pause, Diarmait continued softly, "But in the future, perhaps I can give her a chance. It all depends on her performance."

After finishing these things, Gion talked to Diarmait about some things about G-7 and the Calm Belt.

After Diarmait took the position of admiral, from the perspective of the high-level power of the navy, he basically had the final say on matters concerning the Calm Belt.

After all, it was he who proposed the plan, and he was the one who made the preliminary preparations himself. The G-7 was controlled by his direct subordinates. There was no reason not to let him take charge of the Calm Belt affairs. After all, he was an admiral of the navy.

However, at this stage, the Calm Belt is still developing step by step. When the plan of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is fully mature, Smoker will be able to become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Now that the Navy has a shell to protect it, the Calm Belt Plan can easily enter the next stage.

"So, this survey is likely to have discovered a gold mine?" Diarmait said with a light in his eyes.

"It's very likely, at least that's what we judged from the initial survey. We have already organized a team and started actual mining. Once we are able to open a gold mine, it will undoubtedly be a huge return for our investment in the doldrums." Gion said with a slightly excited tone.

"Gold mines... If the reserves are large enough, it will be the first step for our navy to break free from the shackles of military spending. It will be a good thing if we can firmly establish it. If there is any progress, please inform me immediately." Diarmait said with a smile.

"I understand." Gion replied.

"Well, is there enough labor and other things?" Diarmait asked again.

"At present, 7 prisoner laborers have been invested in the entire Calm Belt Development Plan. As of now, it is still sufficient, but we also need more manpower to guard against and suppress these large numbers of prisoners. So I plan to submit a new recruitment plan to the headquarters in the near future. I expect to form a -strong navy in G-." Gion said softly.

When Diarmait left, G-7 had grown to a size of navy personnel, but only members were stationed in the base all year round to maintain the base's daily operations.

The remaining 50,000 navy personnel were basically all stationed on the developed islands within the doldrums to suppress the pirate prisoners.

However, with the continuous development of the Calm Belt, the wave of the Great Pirate Era brought a large number of pirates, and Impelton was very cooperative.

The number of pirate prisoners under G-7 rapidly expanded to in just two or three years.

This does not mean that Diarmait and his navy recruited a total of 160,000 prisoners. If you count the actual number, it would be almost 200,000.

The remaining 40,000 was basically consumed due to various reasons. After all, land reclamation is a very dangerous and very hard work, especially mining...

In other words, from a certain perspective, in just less than four years, more than 40,000 lives have been lost directly or indirectly at the hands of Diarmait because of the plans he implemented.

But, this kind of thing seems to happen silently.

What does this prove?

Proves the power!

And now that Diarmait has become the admiral of the navy, his influence, his every move, and the consequences will become even greater.

Perhaps a simple order or a plan from him would affect millions of people. If the plan was worse, countless people would even die.

This is both a responsibility and a power, and it is exactly what Diarmait is pursuing at this stage.

With a command, thousands of heads fell to the ground; with a wave of his hand, millions of soldiers and horses gathered!

"Well, just hand the plan to me directly, and I will approve it as soon as possible." Diarmuid responded.

At this moment, a rear admiral hurriedly passed by the corridor. The moment he saw Diarmait, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over.

However, when he saw Diarmait talking on Den Den Mushi, he did not go closer, but instead stopped not far away.

Diarmuid naturally noticed the rear admiral and said to Gion on Den Den Mushi, "Well, well, that's all. You do your best in G-7. Well, don't worry, after the World Conference is over, I will take a long vacation and go on a trip with you, okay?"

After giving a few instructions, Diarmait hung up the Den Den Mushi call to Gion, stroked his chin, and smacked his lips. "Alas, being too charming is a problem. It always attracts women..."

After saying that boastfully, Diarmait waved to the rear admiral without wasting any time.

The rear admiral also ran over quickly, stood at attention in front of Diarmait, and saluted: "Admiral Diarmait!" "You look like you are looking for me?" Diarmait asked.

"Yes, I'm Varys from the Countermeasures Analysis Group of the Intelligence Department. This is the information the Minister asked me to hand over to you personally." Major General Varys explained as he handed the qualifications in his hand to Diarmait.

"Ah, Varys, I was wondering why you looked so familiar. You used to work under me. You were a colonel back then. Now you're a major general. Well done." Diarmait praised with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Major General Varys was extremely surprised and excited. He saluted again excitedly and said, "Thank you for your concern, General!"

"Haha, you're welcome. Everything is for justice. Go back and tell the chief of staff that I have received the information." Diarmuid patted the guy on the shoulder.

"Yes, everything is for justice!" Major General Varys stood at attention.

After that, he did not bother Diarmait any more and left quickly.

In the past, whenever there was something, the Chief of Staff would call Diarmait to his office to discuss it. But now, she has to take the initiative to report the situation to Diarmait.

This is the general...

As Diarmuid walked, he opened the information bag and took out a document. He glanced at it and saw that it was level 2 confidential.

The confidentiality level was not very high, so he didn't worry about anything and just walked in the corridor and read.

After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head and said, "Isn't this asking for a good deal?"

The information on the file has nothing to do with pirates, but rather intelligence about joining the royal family.

In the first half of the Grand Line, the Kingdom of Maugorila, from the perspective of naval jurisdiction, this country is under the jurisdiction of the G-8 Naval Base.

This document shows that King Kuletask of Maogelila is planning to slander the navy at this world conference.

To put it simply, half a year ago, he hoped that the navy would help him escort a huge amount of wealth that had just been plundered from the people in the country and transfer it to another country to buy some luxury goods that were not available in his own country to serve his enjoyment. As a result, Lieutenant General Jonathan of the G-8 Naval Base directly rejected his request.

Then this guy gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and did the thing by force. As expected, the sea was in such chaos now, and he was robbed.

Since then, he has hated the G-8 Navy.

Due to Lieutenant General Jonathan's policies in G-8, G-8 has always been criticized as "flashy but not practical", but in fact, as a defensive fortress, it is very powerful.

It's just that outsiders can't understand it.

This time, Kuletaske was going to attack this point and try to get Lieutenant General Jonathan removed from his post and have someone else replace him as the base commander of G-8.

This matter was easy to resolve. Without giving it much thought, Diarmait walked into his office, locked the door, took out his Den Den Mushi, and called Smoker, the promising pirate. …

Chapter 172: The Great Pirate Smoker! (Updated rd)

The first half of the Grand Line, Carnival City.

Young Smoker was walking down from the port, holding a cigar in his mouth and carrying an unconscious pirate hunter in his hand, followed by a large group of ferocious pirate minions.

Compared to when he was in the navy, Smoker's image at this time has changed greatly.

The first thing was that he was no longer wearing his favorite navy vest of justice, but a black captain's coat draped over his shoulders.

At the same time, there were two intersecting scars on his chest, covering his body in a cross shape, making him look much more hideous.

Not only that, his temperament has also changed dramatically.

While at Marineford, Smoker was a bit of a thorn in the flesh, but he still appeared to be somewhat righteous.

And now, he looks exactly like a vicious pirate.

Especially his eyes, which were quite ferocious.

Throwing the pirate hunter to the ground, Smoker stretched his neck slightly and said, "Deal with this idiot. Go find me the person in charge of the Don Quixote family here and tell them I want to see him!"

"Yes, Captain!" A young pirate brother stood behind Smoker and said with a sinister grin.

But before he left, Smoker added, "Tell the head of the Don Quixote family to restock my ammunition first, then come back to see me with the price. I'll have him think it over on the way and decide how much he wants to offer me!"

"Understood, Captain!" The young pirate responded quickly, and then left the port with a group of pirates.

Smoker then slowly exhaled another puff of smoke, looked at the electronic calendar hanging on the tall tower of Carnival City, and murmured softly, "Three years..."

In fact, Smoker is also quite confused now, because he has recently discovered more and more that he has the talent to be a pirate.

Perhaps it was his bad temper and unconventional way of doing things.

In short, the pirates under his command are all quite convinced of him as the captain.

In just about a year, he had gathered more than two hundred elite pirates.

If this trend continues, he will almost have to form a large fleet.

He has already had some mature considerations about this plan. He will use these elite pirates that he has brought under his command as small cadres. Using them as a framework, he will recruit new members. With a base of 200 people, he can form a pirate group of 2,000 people in a few minutes.

At this point, it can already be called a large fleet.

However, he still lacked some ships, especially powerful ships.

As someone who came from the headquarters of the navy and participated in several actual combat exercises, compared with the navy's standard warships, Smoker has an attitude of contempt and disgust towards pirate ships.

Whether it is firepower ratio or tonnage, there is a huge difference.

"We have to find a way to get two warships..." Smoker said, touching his chin.

At this moment, the Den Den Mushi that he always carried with him suddenly rang.

Smoker's face turned serious. He had two Den Den Mushi, one was specially used for pirates, and the other was a secret Den Den Mushi whose signal wave was only possessed by a few big guys in the navy.

Smoker looked back and told his subordinates to rest. Then he walked a few steps to the shore. Seeing that there was no one around, he took out the Den Den Mushi.

Looking at the Den Den Mushi's appearance, his eyes flashed with joy. He picked up the Den Den Mushi and said, "General Diarmait!?"

When Smoker left the navy, Diarmait was still a vice admiral.

As a result, less than half a year after he left the navy, Diarmait became the admiral.

Smoker was also very happy. On the one hand, it was because he admired Diarmait. On the other hand, it was because Diarmait was the initiator of his "Pirate Plan". The higher Diarmait's status and power in the navy, the more hope Smoker would have and the safer he would be, right?

"Oh, Smoker, I haven't been in touch with you for a long time. How are you? How are you doing recently? Does the pirate industry have a bright future? Hahahaha." Diarmuid asked with a big laugh on the other side of the Den Den Mushi.

Smoker also smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a slightly helpless tone: "The pirate industry really has a bright future..."

“Hehehe, because of the chaos, there is no need for other rules. As long as you are strong, you can seize high positions and control the lives and deaths of countless people... This is certainly very promising, but precisely because of the chaos, you can rise rapidly, but it is also possible that one day, you will quietly disappear like a shooting star.” Diarmait said with a smile.

"Like the Golden Lion. Like Ski?" Smoker asked suddenly.

Diarmait hadn't heard Shiki's name for a long time. He was stunned for a moment, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, and he said softly, "Yes, just like Shiki."

Diarmuid didn't discuss any pirate philosophy with Smogerd. After a pause, he asked, "How's it going? Are there any problems you need our help with recently?"

"To be honest, my pirate ship is really too bad. Admiral, is there any way to support me with two warships or something?" Smoker asked with a smile.

After leaving Marineford's order and becoming active on the sea as a pirate, Smoker was somewhat tainted with the pirate's debauchery.

When he was in Marineford, even though he was a bit of a troublemaker, he was still quite serious when talking to Diarmait.