Daily life as a writer in the world of pirates

At the same time, outside the rapeseed flower market.

Smoker held up a black phone bug in his right hand. The phone bug had its eyes closed and its mouth kept opening and closing.

"Teacher Zizi Sanse's new article Zizi Alaba reporter Zizi is looking for him to have a rain feast Zizi Crocodile Duel Zizi Kacha." The phone bug closed his mouth.

Except for the first "Sanseki Sensei, Shinbun", which is a male voice, all the others are Uchiha Maruko's voices.

Smoker took a long puff of cigarette: "It seems that the Straw Hat Boys came to Alabasta to find a person. This person should have been captured by Crocodile, so they want to have a duel with Crocodile."

"Let's go, let's go to the Rain Feast too." Smoker ordered in a deep voice.

Smog was calm on the surface, but there was a huge wave in his heart. After Chief of Staff Ahe and Morgans had a meal without any exchange of information, the writer Sanse had become a secret person of concern within the navy. Unexpectedly, the high-level officials The person he was looking for turned out to be this girl who was not yet sixteen years old.

Smoker concealed his expression and secretly decided that he must go back to the Navy Headquarters after figuring out what happened between the Straw Hats, the Alabasta Civil War, and the Shichibukai Crocodile.

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雨地

Eight hundred years of development have allowed the people of Alabasta to build cities one after another around the oasis. But in less than three years of natural disasters and civil war, the prosperity that once existed was gone, leaving only the "Rainland", the last pure land, in the entire country.

The overwhelming sandstorm broke into the city from the left side of the rain field and swept through houses hundreds of meters away in an instant. Women running with their children in their arms, old grandmothers, and strong young people were all affected by the power of nature. of insignificance.

Just as despair gradually surrounded everyone, a man wearing a black fur coat, slicked back hair, and a continuous scar from left ear to right ear suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Crocodile turned into flying sand, passed through the edge of the huge sandstorm, and directly entered the center. The tall body was majestic and looming in the sandstorm. Even in such a dangerous situation, it was still extremely domineering.

People who were still trying their best to escape stopped one after another and turned to look at the man who stopped the sandstorm with nervous, worried, worshipful and admiring eyes. They clasped their hands in front of their chests and prayed for him.

Crocodile raised a disdainful sneer on his lips, raised his hands high, and the originally menacing sandstorm surrendered under his hands, gradually stopped spinning, and scattered obediently around him.

"As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you." Crocodile's lips curved into an evil smile. He was obviously a pirate, but it made everyone feel a sense of security in their hearts.

"Ah~ you are the hero of Alabasta!" A girl announced loudly with a red face. After she finished speaking, she realized that she had lost her composure and quickly covered her mouth.

But the people around him didn't blame him at all, because they also raised their hands and shouted to Crocodile in the air.

"Lord Hero——"

"King of the Desert——"

"Ahhhh! I give you my life, Master Crocodile, look at me!" A rough voice suddenly sounded in the crowd. Crocodile twitched the corner of his mouth quickly in a corner where no one saw it.

Originally wanting to put on a show in front of everyone, Crocodile suddenly lost interest and turned directly into sand and entered his own territory - the rain feast.

On the underground floor of Yuyan, six people with different styles were already sitting around the gorgeous long table.

"Ms all sunday, why did you bring us here?" ms, a voluptuous woman with an afro, asked while smoking a cigarette with her fingers.

"Why are we all gathered together all of a sudden~ I just happened to have a new ballet practice~ Do you want to see it? You want to see it, right!" mr2 said and started to circle around everyone, intoxicated. own performance.

Msall Sunday stood at the front of everyone, lowered his head and chuckled: "I believe you must be curious about who the real boss of Baroque Studio is. I am here today to tell you about it."

mr1 is a muscular man, but this does not mean that he has no brains. He asked directly and calmly: "Why?"

"Because my plan is about to succeed!" A domineering and magnetic voice came from the stairs, and Crocodile sat directly on the chair at the front of the long table.

Crocodile relaxed his whole body on the chair and said leisurely: "I have seen all your hard work in the past few years. At the end of tonight, it is the time to close the net. By then you will witness a miraculous revival. Hahaha!"

"I really didn't expect yao~ The person who promoted the civil war in Alabasta turned out to be the hero of Alabasta, one of the King's Shichibukai, Koro-chan~" mr2 exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"I don't like this title very much, what do you think?" Crocodile appeared behind mr2 in an instant, and picked up the back of mr2's neck with both hands, as easily as he picked up a chicken.

Having been in the Baroque Studio for many years, mr1, who had never encountered an opponent except for the defeat against mr2's subordinates, suddenly felt a hint of death.

"Don't be angry, yao~ I just made a little joke, little Crocodiles~" mr2 is flexible and flexible.

If MR2 hadn't been so useful, Crocodile would have killed him a hundred times just because of this title.

mr1 went directly to the topic: "I didn't expect that we would be working under the Shichibukai, but this seems good. What do you want us to do?"

Crocodile spoke calmly: "After three years of planning, the king of this country is about to change. This operation is called the 'Utopia' plan!"

ms Merry Christmas is an old woman who likes to be verbose: "It's really strange, it's really strange, a pirate wants to be the king, the Shichibukai wants to be the king, hahaha!"

Crocodile's threatening eyes swept over him, instantly making ms Merry Christmas shut up: "Becoming a king is not my ultimate goal. What I really want is the ancient weapon-Pluto!"

"What?!" The chair scraped against the ground with a harsh sound. MS stood up with both hands and stared at Crocodile. "Could it be that Pluto really exists and is in Alabasta?"

No wonder ms was so surprised with both fingers. In fact, because the history of this world broke apart eight hundred years ago, there have always been many legends that are not true or false. Among them, there are countless legends about the three ancient weapons of Heaven, Pluto and Neptune. It is said that the faults in history are related to these weapons.

A confident smile appeared on Clarkdale's lips, and he spoke slowly: "I also need to re-introduce my partner, msallsunday. You must have heard of her other name, she was called the daughter of the devil by the world government - —Nicole Robin.”

Nicole Robin smiled slightly, but her expression did not change.

Crocodile continued the layout: "Nicole Robin, the only survivor of the O'Hara Demon Slaying Order incident, is also the only person in the world who can understand the historical text. And the historical text about Pluto's information is now in In the royal tomb of Alabasta!”

"What an exciting action." ms sighed lightly with both fingers, "I will follow your orders, boss!"

"Only every king can enter the royal tomb, so I have to eliminate all dangers around the king and force him to take me and Nico Robin to the royal tomb. As for the two guards around him, it is not a problem for me. .”

"So, what you need to do is to provoke the anger of the rebels tonight. At twelve o'clock tomorrow morning, I must see the king's army and the rebels all join the war! I will leave this matter to you - mr2."

"That trash mr3 actually allowed our brave Princess Vivi to arrive safely in Alabasta with her knights. The task of the rest of you is to guard outside Catrea City and use all means to kill Vivi. Wei, we must not let her meet the rebel leader."

"Yes, boss."

The senior agents who were extremely loyal to Baroque Studio became excited when they learned the identity of the boss and the full plan. They immediately followed Crocodile's order and rushed to Catrea City.

Soon, only Crocodile and Nico Robin were left in Nuoda's conference room.

Crocodile looked at the water tank that occupied the entire wall and asked in a deep voice: "Where are the Straw Hats now?"

"According to the intelligence from billions of elders, they have landed at the Rapeseed Flower Market this morning. Also present were Fire Fist Ace, the captain of the second team of the Whitebeard Pirates, and the Navy Commander, Smoke Fruit user Smoker. "A female voice as low and elegant as a cello sounded in the empty room, with a catchy ending.

"The Whitebeard Pirates—" Crocodile cursed, "Why are they here?"

Without waiting for Robin to answer, Crocodile said viciously: "Forget it, I will deal with them myself! No one can destroy the three-year plan."

Crocodile and Nico Robin soon left the underground conference room.

At this time, located between the underground conference room and the above-ground casino, there is a floor with a thickness of ten meters. It was originally intended to completely isolate the above-ground and underground spaces. However, during construction, due to some selfish motives of the person in charge, the floor was left into a secret cell of less than twenty square meters.

The blond young man was in this secret cell and heard the conversation in the conference room clearly. It's a pity that although the young man knew everything, he had no way to get out. Even the phone bug was quietly stolen by the woman without knowing it.

When Nico Robin took the last step out of the conference room, she suddenly looked up and then walked out of the door as if nothing had happened.

A key hung on a slender hand suddenly appeared outside the iron bars of the cell. The key fell to the ground, and the hands disappeared like petals, as if they had never appeared.