From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

Then he walked to the gate of the courtyard, where a newspaper was placed in the mailbox in front of the gate.

Diarmait picked up the newspaper and turned back to the house.

As soon as I entered the house, Gion was already baking bread in the bread machine, and there were various kinds of jams on the table...

Diarmait didn't say anything, but just sat quietly on the sofa in the room and opened the newspaper to read.

Whether there is a major event or not can actually be seen from the front page headlines of the newspaper. If the front page headlines are all entertainment gossip or the like, it proves that nothing big has happened.

Today wasn't a big deal. Katakuri, the leader of the Big Mom Pirates, defeated Betty Wai, the Ice Witch, the independent captain of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Then the Great Whirlpool Spider and Squard arrived in time and rescued Wai Betty, and the Big Mom Pirates won the small-scale battle.

In recent times, the battles of all sizes between the Big Mom Pirates, the Beasts Pirates and the Whitebeard Pirates have been going on continuously, with both sides winning and losing. Therefore, Diarmait naturally did not pay too much attention to this news and did not take it seriously.

"Is there something big happening?" Gion asked curiously as he brought the bread spread with jam, butter and other things, as well as hot milk to the small table in front of the sofa.

Diarmuid collected the newspaper and said, "No, it's Charlotte. Linlin and Kaido's alliance is fighting against old man Whitebeard."

“It’s still the same things…” Gion complained casually, then picked up the bread on the table and started eating.

"Come to think of it, I heard from General Sengoku yesterday that the higher-ups are urging Fisher again about the matter of Tiger and the Revolutionary Army..." Gion said as if he had thought of something.

"Ah, if you calculate the time, there is still half a year left. I wonder if Jinbe has done it?" Diarmait said nonchalantly.

"It should be soon, right?" Gion responded.

Without continuing the topic, Gion asked, "Are you going out?"

"Well, let's go to the New World in the afternoon." Diarmait nodded while eating bread and drinking milk.

"Where are you going?" Gion asked curiously.

"See Smoker, that guy wants the Gold-Gold Fruit, and Dragon, there's something going on." Diarmait said softly.

Smoker didn't need to say anything, the Gold-Gold Fruit was going to be given to him.

Originally, a Gold-Gold Fruit was not something that required Diarmait to go in person, he could have just arranged for someone to deliver it. But Dragon asked him to meet again, saying that they wanted to discuss retrieving the treasure buried under the Red Earth Continent.

Thinking that the hype had almost passed, Diarmait agreed and prepared to travel to the New World 2.9.

Seeing this, Gion nodded without asking any further questions. Instead, Diarmait asked, "What about you? If you have nothing to do, why not come with me?"

Gion thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, I've been planning to have Doberman step down as the G-7 base commander and transfer him back to headquarters. Vergo can't follow you anymore, and you really need a helper. Who would be the best person to take over at G-7?"

Diarmait had no objection to Gion's arrangements. He felt it was time to release Doberman. He casually said, "Sauro? If he's suitable, I could reassign him to Lieutenant General. I'd let him serve in G-7 for two years, then bring him back to command the Titans."

"Sauro is not suitable. Although he is very strong and qualified, his brain is not very good. What G-7 needs is not a strong lieutenant general, but a smart lieutenant general, so that it will be easier to dispatch." Gion shook his head.

Diarmait had no objection to this. After swallowing the bread in his mouth, he pondered for a moment and said, "Then transfer both Doberman and Sauro back, and then appoint Flying Squirrel as the base commander of G-7. He was previously in charge of some matters in the Calm Belt and is no stranger to it. We can all rest assured if he takes the position."

"Flying squirrel?" Gion thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Okay."

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Chapter 270: Heroes of the New World

New World, White Earth Island? Barudigo.

This is the headquarters of the revolutionary army. The island looks desolate and white.

However, in the center of the island, there are fortresses and fortresses, and the world's most vicious criminal, Drago, is here at this moment.

"Moria, don't worry about it. Just take your men and hide in Alabasta." Dragon said with a smile to the people on the Den Den Mushi side.

That's right, the person on Den Den Mushi's side is none other than Gekko. And Moriah, you know what, after quitting piratedom, he's really had a second spring in his career.

As a pirate, I am incompetent, but in revolution, I will strike hard!

He was doing very well in the revolutionary army. With his strong strength and decent brain, he had become Dragon's right-hand man.

That's right. Moria didn't live as a otaku for more than ten years, and he stayed with the old bastard Dragon for so long. Whether it was his ability, strength or psychological quality, he was much stronger than in the original story.

After joining the Revolutionary Army, Moriah quickly got over the painful experience of losing all his companions. This guy values ​​his companions very much, so he also upholds this style in the Revolutionary Army. What's more, because of this style, his popularity in the Revolutionary Army is quite high.

At first, Dorag was not very confident in Moria, but after several tests, Dorag gradually became confident in Moria and began to entrust many important things to Moria.

After all, Dorag is not someone who dares to delegate power.

And Moria did not disappoint him. He was very capable in causing trouble several times.

"Boss, that bastard Crocodile is throwing dirty water on us. I don't know where he gets so much money. He actually funds some small-scale rebel organizations in Alabasta in the name of our revolutionary army. If we don't do anything about it, who knows what kind of blame he will put on us." Moriah said very unhappily.

Moriah is now in high spirits and full of confidence. He did not become one of the 12 Shichibukai, so naturally he does not take Crocodile, who is a "running dog" of the World Government, seriously.

Don’t look at how awesome you, Crocodile, were in the past, fighting this and that, but I’m not bad either. I’ve also fought monsters like Kaido head-on!

In addition, the powerful organization of the Revolutionary Army gave Moria confidence, so Moria did not take Crocodile seriously at all.

Not long after he arrived in Alabasta, he discovered some things, such as Crocodile was causing trouble in Alabasta under the name of the Revolutionary Army.

If the CP and the Navy were to investigate this, it would be difficult to find out the truth. But if the Revolutionary Army investigated it themselves, it would be much simpler. After all, how could they not know whether they had done these things?

After finding out that it was Crocodile who was behind the incident, Moria was very unhappy and immediately reported it to Dragon, meaning that he could just bring his men to kill Crocodile here and nothing would happen.

Yes, that’s how confident you are!

Dorag couldn't help but smile when he heard Moria's words. He admired Moria's fighting spirit.

But after a slight smile, he said: "Moria, if it were any other place, I have no doubt that you could take care of Crocodile, but that is Alabasta, the largest desert country in the world. You are not unaware of Crocodile's abilities, are you?"

"Isn't it just the Sand-Sand Fruit? I don't take it seriously. Even if he can exert his strength to the extreme in the desert, I have the confidence to defeat him!" Moria said very confidently.

In the past few years, following Dragon and receiving Dragon's guidance, Moria has further developed his abilities and strengths. His own superhuman Shadow-Shadow Fruit ability is very powerful, and can be called a BUG-level rule-based ability.

In the original story, if he wasn't so weak and hadn't developed his abilities well, it would be hard to say who would win or lose if he really fought Kaido.

"I know it's all right if you can defeat Crocodile, but can you guarantee that you can catch him in the desert country?" Dorag asked with a smile.

"Ah, this..." Moriah was silent for a moment, thinking carefully. If Crocodile wanted to escape, he would plunge into the desert. It would be strange to catch him.

"So it's useless. As long as we can't kill Crocodile, we can't eradicate this problem." Drago said with a smile.

"Then what should we do? Just watch him mess around?" Moria asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. He likes to do things in the name of our Revolutionary Army, so let him do it. Alabasta is extraordinary. The Nefertari clan is one of the descendants of the twenty kings. Although Mary Geoise has always disliked them, she has not touched them for so many years. It must have a deep meaning. Neither the Navy nor the CP will ignore them. What's more, Crocodile also touched the flag of our Revolutionary Army. Who knows, he might be in trouble in the future..." Dragon said softly.

"What do you mean, boss?" Moria seemed to have thought of something.

"After Crocodile is defeated, who will be held responsible for the things he did in the name of the Revolutionary Army? Who is most qualified to take over the plate he left behind?" Dragon said with a smile.

"I see. So, boss, what you mean is, let Crocodile do it first, and when the time is right, we can even sell him out and arrange for him to be killed or expelled by the World Government. Then, everything he did in Alabasta will belong to our Revolutionary Army, right? Hahahaha, great!" Moriah laughed.

"That's about what I mean. You're using the name of our revolutionary army, so you can't not pay us interest, right?" Dorag raised his eyebrows.

In fact, there was one more thing he didn't say to Moria.

That is, once the World Government really starts to take action against Crocodile, Dragon will release some information about Crocodile's identity to confuse the public.

If Crocodile was captured or died, then he would be considered non-existent and Drago would no longer care about him.

If Crocodile managed to escape and was merely stripped of his title as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea and expelled from the sea by the World Government, then Dragon would immediately step forward and announce that Crocodile had always been a senior cadre of the Revolutionary Army.

By then, Crocodile would be really cornered on the sea, and if yellow mud fell into his crotch, it would be shit at best.

Without the status of a Seven Warlord of the Sea, he is already disliked by the pirate camp for being a running dog of the World Government. When he is given the halo of the Revolutionary Army, what else can he choose?

Or just stop going out to sea and find a place to live in seclusion.

Otherwise, you can only go with the flow and truly become a member of the revolutionary army.

And Dragon was also very confident. As long as Crocodile became a member of their revolutionary army, he would keep Crocodile by his side, train him well and torment him for a few years, and he would definitely be able to subdue this guy.

In this way, the Revolutionary Army will gain another powerful general and can also take over Crocodile's legacy in Alabasta. Isn't this great?

I have to say that Dorag's plan is pretty good. Although there are some loopholes, as long as we can adapt to the situation and fill them in according to the situation, it will be fine. The success rate is still very high.

The old bitch lives up to his reputation!

Moriah saw that Dragon had already made plans, so he didn't bother to argue any further. He quickly said, "Also, the situation in Alabasta is unstable right now, and prices are skyrocketing. We're running out of funds for our activities. What should we do? Can you give us some more money?"

Dorag was stunned for a moment, then said, "You used to be a pirate, do you need me to teach you how to make money?"

"I had no choice before, but now I want to be a good person. I am already a pioneer who bravely fights for the future of all mankind. Now you want me to go back to my old job. Isn't that inappropriate?" Moria said very dissatisfiedly.

"You think you're so noble?" Dorag had a lot of complaints in his heart.

After a brief silence, Dorag said, "Just bear with it for a while. If all else fails, we can just rob two wealthy, unscrupulous nobles. I don't have much food left, but I'll be bringing in a large sum soon. Diarmait seems he's already entered the New World. After I meet him, I'll retrieve all the wealth that was hidden beneath the Red Earth Continent and looted from Mary Joa..."

"Okay, I understand." Moria responded from the other side.

Soon, both of them hung up the Den Den Mushi.

Dorag stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the white-out Barudigo, he murmured softly, "Money..."

After all, the revolutionary army is a group of rats that hide in the dark, so they don’t have many ways to make money.

For a long time, the biggest problem that has troubled the development of the revolutionary army is actually lack of money.

Compared with the poor Dorag, there was a wealthy man in the Tobacco City of Smoya on the other side of the New World.

The Seven Warlords of the Sea. The White Hunters. At Smoker's headquarters.

In an empty castle hall, Smoker was sitting on his throne, and in front of him stood two groups of people, all of whom were his younger pirate brothers.

At this time, in front of the two teams, a cadre under Smoker was escorting a man and kneeling in front of Smoker.

Look at the tattoo on this person’s chest, there is the logo of the Big Mom Pirates?

He is a small cadre of the Big Mom Pirates.

"You'd better let me go, Smoker! Others are afraid of you, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, but I'm not. Once Mom kills Whitebeard, the entire New World will be ours. If you dare to touch me now, Mom will never let you go in the future!"

The small cadre of the Big Mom Pirates said arrogantly.

Smoker said nothing, but sat on his throne, biting his cigar and smoking.

However, his 620 fingers tapped lightly on his throne.

Then, one of his little brothers came up and slapped the member of Big Mom Pirates, knocking him down with a slap, leaving his face swollen.

"You'd better be polite when talking to my boss!" the younger brother said viciously.

"Huh..." Smoker just exhaled a puff of thick smoke at this moment.

The smoke quickly turned into a rope in the air, directly tied up the small cadre of the Big Mom Pirates and lifted him into the air.

Only then did Smoker stand up, walk slowly from the throne to the front of the young cadre, and take out one of the three cigars in his mouth.