Pirates' Max Level System

In the following time, Qin Luo and the other three will continue their journey on the yacht. The butler rowed a small boat back to the shore. He still had some people to invite.

"Butler, how many people do you think would be suitable for me to send out? The kind that can be ranked in the top 16?"

The steward, who had already stepped onto the boat, subconsciously stretched out five fingers the moment he heard what Qin Luo said. After hearing the second half of Qin Luo's sentence about the top sixteen, the steward was shocked at first, but immediately lowered his head to think, and retracted three fingers.

Two? Qin Luo thought about it after hearing this. Now it seems that the only person around him who is suitable to participate in the competition is Duo Youye. He must find a way to get one or two more people.

"Okay, butler. I have decided to let them come to you with the registration forms. Anyway, the martial arts competition will start now." Qin Luo just said it casually. The martial arts competition has not been announced to the public yet, and the butler showed him only preliminary documents.

However, is it really a good idea to start booking the top 16 before the competition is even announced?

"Okay, God." At the end of the words, the butler whispered the word "God", which showed that he was determined to carry on the spirit of seeking death to the end and madly test the edge of death.

After looking at Qin Luo's expression without any change, the butler immediately retracted his gaze and slid the boat away frantically.

Qin Luo glanced at the housekeeper who was walking away. Forget it. He was in a good mood now, so he spared his life.

Back at the dining table on the yacht, Olivia leaned over and whispered, "Has the butler begun to doubt your identity?"

"That should be the case." Qin Luo shrugged. "I think I accidentally scared him to death just now."

The unmatched killing intent, coupled with that huge slap, provided the butler with key evidence to guess Qin Luo's identity. However, Qin Luo thought that the butler should not have seen anything from his expression just now.

But even if he was discovered, so what? Let the people of the Dynasul family deal with this matter. It really couldn't work. He appeared as Liuyun and took Vegapunk away forcefully. What else could others do to him?

As a strong man, Qin Luo undoubtedly has the ability to overturn the table, so let's play with these people first.

As the invitation letter from Old Vinsmoke spread, the entire North Sea watched closely to see how Calgary would react. Those who were unaware were eager to learn about the Calgary royal family's response, while those who were aware were closely watching the actions of the Dynasul family.

After much anticipation, they finally received a notice.

"Extra, Extra, the Dynasul family is collaborating with the Kingdom of Germa and... other powers to host the first North Sea Martial Arts Tournament. Anyone from the North Sea can register to participate. Those not from the North Sea can also register in Calgary with a letter of recommendation from a famous North Sea royal family. The competition will be held on the first of next month..."

"Extra Edition, Extra Edition..."

Aokiji opened his mouth wide as he looked at the Beihai newspaper he had just bought from the newsboy. The first edition and the following pages were all information related to the martial arts competition, and a registration form was also attached to the newspaper. It could be said that it was quite conscientious.

What a conscience! Aokiji threw the newspaper that he had frozen into ice chips to the ground. No wonder even Aokiji, who is always calm (dead fish face), was so excited.

What was this Germa Kingdom up to? One second ago, they were flirting with him, saying that they should join forces to defeat the evil Dynasul family. The next second, they organized the first North Sea Martial Arts Tournament with the Dynasul family.

What does this mean?

For the first time since his mission to the North Sea as an "imperial envoy," Aokiji felt his brain wasn't enough. In the past, when faced with such important missions, either Sengoku or Garp would accompany him. The former was full of clever ideas, and the latter, the latter...

Aokiji's mind was stuck again. He just wanted to beat people up, thinking that everything would be solved smoothly after beating them up. Meanwhile, Uncle Garp took all the blame.

But now these two people will never go on missions with him again for some reason, and Aokiji feels exhausted.

"What should we do, Lieutenant General Aokiji?" asked the messenger beside Aokiji.

Yes, Lieutenant General. This was a transitional position, not a formal position in the Navy. After the brawl with the media in the Sabaody Archipelago, the Navy made a series of personnel changes to stabilize morale. The same applies to Lieutenant Marshal Sengoku.

Chapter 645 Anxious Preparations

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Sora Aoi will spend his final term as Grand Admiral. This could be two or three years at the shortest, five or six at the longest. Whenever the time and opportunity present themselves, he will assume the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces. The "Zhun" character preceding the names of Sengoku, Aokiji, and the others will also be removed at that time.

"The plan remains unchanged. We will continue on to Calgary. Write a letter to the head of the Dynasul family, saying that our navy has come to Calgary to help maintain order at the martial arts tournament and ask them to prepare a place to stay."

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Aokiji stood at the edge of the warship and looked far away in the direction of Calgary.

What he just said only gave the Navy a suitable reason to intervene in Calgary, but it did not help the current situation at all.

After a month of painstaking investigation, numerous signs and evidence pointed to several North Sea factions. Calgary's Dynasul family was one of them, and one of the most troublesome.

Calgary at this moment felt like the final level of an adventure game; a den of dragons and tigers wouldn't be an exaggeration. The impending meeting added a host of variables. As the fleet's highest official, he had to come up with a plan.

This anxiety forced Aokiji to make a decision.

Half an hour later, when Aokiji's adjutant and messenger came together to report the letter for delivery, they could not find Aokiji anywhere. Aokiji's eye mask and bicycle also disappeared.

On the table in Aokiji's room, they found a letter left by Aokiji.

"Everyone, I'm going ahead. See you in Calgary in a few days. Everything is going according to plan. After I leave, all matters concerning the fleet will be handed over to my adjutant. I'm sure he won't let me down. If there's anything urgent, just call me on Den Den Mushi. Well, good luck, everyone."

""

Silence. The herald and Aokiji's adjutant who opened the letter together were frozen in place. The air became too quiet, and even the sound of waves outside the room could be heard.

"This bastard." The letter Aokiji left behind was crumpled and crackled, and Aokiji's adjutant smiled brightly. This smile gradually disappeared, and a ferocious and angry look appeared on the adjutant's face.

The messenger feels like he's caught between Aokiji and his lieutenant. He's just a small messenger, and he can't afford to offend either side. Can someone teach him how to play dumb? Waiting online, it's urgent.

"Should we announce the news of Lieutenant General Aokiji's departure?" the messenger asked cautiously. He tugged at the corner of Adjutant Aokiji's clothes to bring him back to his senses.

"No." Aokiji's adjutant refused immediately. He refolded the letter Aokiji had left behind and put it in his arms. "Since the lieutenant general left secretly, we should help him keep it a secret. After we get out, we'll announce to the public that the lieutenant general has gone into hibernation again."

The herald nodded frantically, but could this matter really be concealed so smoothly? The herald expressed his doubts.

At the same time, in another area of ​​the sea, the Don Quixote family's ships were also sailing towards Calgary. On the leading ship, Doflamingo leaned against the mast with his legs crossed. A newspaper had fallen to the ground, apparently having been thrown there recently.

"Young Master, have you decided who will participate in the competition?" A kind-looking old man spoke softly beside Doflamingo. The voice sounded exactly like the shadow of 004, so the identity of the old man was obvious.

Doflamingo seemed not to hear. He just stared at the sun in the sky with his sunglasses on, wondering what he was thinking.

"Young Master," the old man said to Doflamingo after a moment. His impatience immediately angered several of Doflamingo's diehard fans. Both Torebol and Diamanti snorted and glared at him with murderous intent.

In the end, it was Doflamingo who spoke up to resolve the situation. At this time, the old man 004, who didn't have much strength, only felt that his back was completely wet.

"Contestants? Corazon, my brother, this time you will accompany our allies to the competition." Doflamingo pointed out a candidate who was beyond everyone's expectations, and he suddenly patted Corazon, who had little presence, and said.

A clamor erupted, with many members of the Don Quixote family vying for this opportunity, only to have the honor go to a relatively unknown individual. Even though Corazon was the young master's younger brother, he was still considered a weakling in the eyes of the crowd.

A slightly unfriendly look swept over Corazon, which made him feel a bit awkward. He didn't want such a job. Thanks to the clown lines on Corazon's face, he was able to cover up the bitterness on his face with a grin.

The same bitter smile appeared not only on Corazon's face.

Somewhere in the sea, the Red Hair Pirates' ship is sailing on the sea, and not far away is the legendary Upside-Down Mountain.

In order to find crew members that meet the captain's requirements, they have come to Diandao Mountain at least three times. This time, their adventurous goal is the West Sea.

"Who's calling, Captain?" asked Beckman, who was at the helm.

He noticed that his captain looked a little depressed after receiving a phone call, and Hawkeye Mihawk, who was practicing sword swinging, also noticed this.

"Don't mention it. Let's change our goal this time. Let's go to the North Sea first." The red-haired man touched his head with a straw hat, and didn't know how to start some words.

Hawkeye Mihawk and Beckman exchanged a glance, there weren't many things that could bother this Shanks.

"Okay, guys, turn hard to right. Target the North Sea." Without asking any more questions, Beckman shouted loudly out of trust in the captain.

"Okay." The other members of the Red Hair Pirates did the same.

The Red Hair Pirates fighting against the ocean currents in the Upside-Down Mountain, Aokiji riding a bicycle on the ice, Corazon sent by Doflamingo to follow the fourteen cloaked men, and a team gathered in the Germa Kingdom Square.

There were all kinds of murderous people, some alone, some gathered in groups. These people had only one destination, the venue of the first Beihai Martial Arts Conference - Calgary.

In Calgary, after the announcement of the martial arts tournament, a square at the intersection of the urban and affluent areas was cleared as the venue for next month's tournament. A 400-meter-long and 400-meter-wide arena and surrounding spectator stands were being rapidly constructed.

Everything was proceeding at the fastest speed. Although it was strange, no one questioned the grand scale of the martial arts tournament in a month.

Chapter 646: Find a Stick

"That's two servings." Aokiji felt an indescribable force urging him to do this, even though this was not what he wanted.

Amidst the awkward laughter, Aokiji hummed a little tune and began to make his own smoothie. He quietly comforted himself that everything he was doing now was to hide his identity and obtain the funds needed for the operation.

"Pack four of our signature smoothies, Aokiji." Suddenly a voice sounded in Aokiji's ears.

The voice was so faint that even Aokiji could barely hear it. Aokiji paused and stopped. He looked up at the nearest guest. He must have been the one who had spoken.

This was a completely unfamiliar face, with a high, protruding forehead and a thick beard. But from the other party's playful eyes, Aokiji could be sure that the other party really recognized his identity.

Aokiji was obviously a little excited. The tension of having his identity discovered and the faint sense of danger coming from the other party made Aokiji feel uncontrollable. Ice spikes as thick as toothpicks poked out from under his palm.

"Hey, boss, don't just stand there. I'm not refusing to pay you. Hurry up and do it. There are so many people queuing behind you." As the bearded man patted Aokiji, the ice spikes that were poking out of his palms disappeared instantly. Aokiji was also startled and instantly got out of the dangerous state just now.

It was a close call. This was the first time Aokiji had experienced the feeling of almost going berserk since his breakthrough with the Ice Fruit.

Aokiji glanced gratefully at the mysterious, bearded stranger before him. Without his help, he would have likely gone berserk. Not only would his identity be exposed, but Crown Beach would be stained red with blood. In Calgary, a media-heavy city, this would be an unacceptable scandal for the Navy.

Aokiji broke out in a cold sweat, and at the same time realized that the other party had no intention of exposing him.

Quickly preparing four extra-large smoothies and placing them in front of the bearded man, Aokiji said, "Thank you. These four are on me."

The bearded man had no intention of accepting the offer. He chuckled, left a large-denomination banknote, and left.

The amount on the note wasn't the point; it was what was written on it. On the back of the note, information about the Dynasul family, the Kingdom of Germa, and Calgary was written in tiny text. It was just information the bearded man wanted Aokiji to see.

"By the way, boss, I suggest you go to No. 223 Glock Street. They are recruiting an ice sculptor there. I think you can give it a try." After saying that, the bearded man waved his hand and left without taking away a cloud.

"No. 223 Glock Street?" Aokiji glanced at the densely packed words on the back of the banknote and quickly put it into his pocket, muttering the address to himself.

Of course, this address wasn't a cold drink shop, nor were they hiring any ice sculptors. It was the secret base of the World Government's CP members in Calgary. The idea of ​​a Navy Commodore selling smoothies on the street because he was broke was ridiculous. The bearded man was pointing him in the right direction.

Somewhere on a private beach, Momosa, Olivia and Tsunade were enjoying the sea, sunbathing and the beach.

After someone appeared, Olivia, who was lying under the parasol reading a book, said: "Where did you go just now?"

After handing over the four smoothies in his hand, Qin Luo returned to his original appearance and nodded at the smoothies, indicating that he had just bought this thing.

That’s right, the bearded man who just conducted some kind of PY transaction with Aokiji was Qin Luo. His ability to disguise himself with his full-level physical body has always been effective. Except for the cross-dressing guy, Qin Luo can perfectly control all kinds of roles.

Aokiji was discovered by Tayuya on the first day he arrived in Calgary. As for the banknote and address, they were of course provided by Tayuya.

There is no free lunch in the world, and Qin Luo will not provide the navy with free information. The price of information is in the information itself.

Qin Luo needs the Navy as a troublemaker to cause trouble for the many forces in Calgary, but he cannot let the Navy force these forces to jump off the wall. Therefore, it is very important to provide some information and some misleading information.

Most of the intelligence personnel of the Navy and the World Government have been cut off by Qin Luo and the Dynasul family, which also means that Aokiji's source of intelligence depends largely on Qin Luo's charity.

So no matter whether Aokiji believes in the true or false information he sent over, the navy will become a stick in Qin Luo's hand, specifically used to beat those dogs in Calgary.

"The Admiral's special smoothie, you deserve it." Qin Luo's introduction aroused the interest of several girls. Then Qin Luo introduced Aokiji's business of selling smoothies, which caused a sigh of admiration.

"Qin Luo, you might as well catch Aokiji and have him help us make smoothies. The smoothies made with the Ice Fruit ability are much more delicious than ordinary ones." Taotu said with a foodie look on her face, and the other two women nodded in agreement.

What words?

He's a future admiral, can you just arrest him? Do you think he has no respect at all? Even if I, Qin Luo, am bored to death, I would never do such a ridiculous thing.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo scooped a spoonful of smoothie and put it in his mouth.

Real ice.

Wait, Momosagi. Shouldn't we discuss Aokiji's salary? We can't let people work for free.

Chapter 647: The thugs have arrived

The disappearance of the popular smoothie stand was undoubtedly bad news for many foodies who had rushed to the area after hearing the news. Some well-informed people even rushed to the Glock district to look for the non-existent ice cream shop.

For many foodies, there is always some disappointment, but for Calgary as a whole, the disappearance of a smoothie maker is like throwing a small stone into the ocean, which does not cause any waves.

Didn’t Aokiji go to find the World Government’s spies?

Of course not. On the night when Aokiji came to the door, the remaining World Government spies were like frightened birds and immediately evacuated the ambush point right under Tayuya's nose.

But it was all in vain. This relocation happened no less than three times in the following days. Every time they moved to a place they thought was safe, Duoyou would always send them sincere greetings and gifts in time to wish them a happy new home. For example, some scattered news and so on.

This forced the World Government's spies and Aokiji himself to relocate their base immediately while being pleasantly surprised to gain intelligence.

After three attempts at relocation, the World Government's spies decisively abandoned this pointless act. Their initial panic turned into numbness, and finally, as if resigned to their fate, they calmly accepted Tayuya's intelligence assistance.

There was no other way. The information Tayuya had passed on was probably their last source of information, regardless of whether it was true or not. Even if it was false, they had no way to verify it. At least half of them were wanted, and the rest had no way of approaching the Dynasul family.

You can imagine how ugly Aokiji's face must be now. He thought he had found the organization, but his situation didn't change at all.

So Calgary lost a smoothie shop owner, but the bounty hunter known as Iceberg is back.

Before the tournament officially begins, a large number of forces will contact each contestant. This includes not only the media and casinos, but also some forces that have ideas about armed prosthetics.

Aokiji used the name of a contestant to hang out in various bars and parties.

Qin Luo's assessment of Aokiji's behavior was simply that he was overthinking things. If he had relied on gossip to get accurate information about the Dynasul family and Vegapunk, Tayuya wouldn't have had to stay in Calgary for over two months.

This situation did not change even after the arrival of the naval fleet. The status of the blind and deaf people did not change because of the increase in the number of people.

"Fatty, how are you doing with the task I asked you to do?" Qin Luo asked casually while sitting on the sofa in Fatty Si's room.

Today is the day the Red Hair Pirates arrive in Calgary, and Qin Luo had instructed Fatty Si to make preparations for welcoming Shanks and his group a few days ago. This included booking rooms and berths for Shanks and his group, as well as arranging their subsequent participation in the competition.

This kind of trivial matter is naturally the most appropriate person to be thrown to Fatty Si, who is a veteran who has been in Calgary for more than ten years.