The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"Just for this?"

Saint Vochuli couldn't believe his ears and stared at the Den Den Mushi, as if he wanted to stare to death at Morganse on the other end.

If it weren't for the years of cultivating his Qi, he would have burst into swearing.

Just one fucking thing, a trivial matter, was brought to the holy land with such fanfare, and the life and death of Saint Nasu Shoulang was made uncertain by unknown means.

"I'm scared. I've been hiding underground for too long. I finally found three good subordinates. I've already restrained my nature by not telling the world what they eat, drink and love. So I had no choice but to come to this holy land for a pilgrimage and visit you guys by the way to see if you big landlords will let us plant some land and sow some seeds. It would be even better if Brother Jason could get a few devil fruits when he goes back."

"Our play is over, it's time for you to make your debut. Tell us your conditions."

Saint Wochuli sighed softly. Today was destined to be a special day. The time he had spent sighing and wondering today was almost the sum of a hundred years.

"I can give you the devil fruit, and we can discuss the newspaper business, but all confidential matters must be kept confidential. I don't want to hear from other places that the secrets of the World Government were leaked from you."

Saint Vochuli felt guilty that the Navy and the World Government had not been able to locate Morgans until now, but his attitude was very clear and firm. This was their bottom line. If the other party did not agree, then the peace talks would lose their meaning. No matter how worried they were about the truth being leaked, they had to bite the bullet and follow Brother Jason to go to war.

"Yes, as long as the support for trade is strong and the hush money is generous. I guarantee that apart from me and my three men, no one else will know the truth."

Morgans' tone was very firm. After all, he was just a ruthless robot reading scripts, and Heisenberg was in control of the content of the script.

"I will have my newspaper staff send you the specific details. Professionals should do professional things. We just need to reach a consensus with our superiors."

Morgans wanted to say a few more words to show off his power in front of the Five Elders, but Heisenberg had already hung up on the Den Den Mushi.

"That's enough. Please calm down. You have a good acting talent. Although your emotions don't match your status at the beginning, your subsequent tone is very good. The only flaw is that the expression of the classic lines is a little lacking."

Heisenberg yawned. This kind of negotiation was really boring. It was even worse than the long time he had to wait for the results in the laboratory.

"Is there really someone above the Five Elders?"

Morgans couldn't believe what had just happened. Who was Im, the man respected as "Sir" by the Five Elder Stars?

This question has been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"I will give you a final gift as a testimony to our friendship."

Seeing that Morgans was getting a little too proud of himself, Heisenberg gave him a kind reminder.

"You know my true identity. Before becoming the elder of the assassin family, I also experienced too many life and death trials. The reason I was able to survive is not because of my strong strength, but because I am good at psychological warfare and intelligence warfare."

"The Five Elders are in the light, and we are in the dark. The purpose of this sudden attack is to put us in the spotlight from our unfamiliar position."

Morgans' eyes kept rolling. As expected of an old man who claimed to have lived five thousand years ago, his thinking was actually different from that of ordinary people.

Others would rather hide themselves in the mud, and would never show up to join the fight unless it is absolutely necessary. Just like him, he has always played the role of a "troublemaker" behind the scenes who adds fuel to the fire at sea.

But this old man just doesn't do that. He shows up on his own initiative and doesn't hide his purpose at all. Can this succeed?

A trace of regret arose in Morgans' heart, and the emptiness after the pleasure came as expected. He now wanted to escape and leave this strange black ship.

"Then why? We publish newspapers in an orderly manner to reduce their surveillance of us. Even if the World Government and the Navy use some means to stop us, we may not be able to hide, right? Focus, focus, if we hand it in, we will be pointed out!"

Morgans couldn't help but feel doubtful. He wanted to die with a clear mind.

"Because I have a bunch of hungry wolf cubs that want to go out hunting, but the sea is too quiet now. The silence makes me a little bored. I still prefer the chaotic world five thousand years ago when two people greeted each other at noon, "Have you eaten?" and then drew their swords against each other in the afternoon."

"So, in order to better teach these wolf cubs how to use their strength properly, I need them to stay in the spotlight of the world and raise the strongest warriors."

This is a harmless suggestion. He said that some players complained in the forum that the game content was too little, and the purpose was to enrich the players' game content and improve their gaming experience.

As long as the players pass the mission of the novice copy, the whole world will extend its hands, embrace them "kindly" and "celebrate" their arrival.

"I'm afraid they won't be able to bear the weight of being at the center of the world, and your plan will be counterproductive."

Morgans felt a little disappointed. Such a big event had happened, but no reporters reported it. Especially since he was forced to keep his mouth shut, he was unable to make these wonderful things public.

But after all, it is a big news that can definitely shock the world, and it is even enough to shake up the existing power structure in the world.

How can all this be just for military training? What's the difference between this and using a cannon to kill a mosquito?

"This is not something you and I should worry about. My warriors have special skills, so I feel relieved."

"I'm afraid of you. There are four reasons why the Five Elders were held hostage by us for negotiations. The first is intelligence. I've already talked about it, so I don't want to repeat it."

"Secondly, you, your reputation as the King of News, makes them a little cautious. They dare not bet on what kind of backup you will leave for your death. If they rashly kill you, those news birds will definitely spread all the truth to every corner of the world. It will be too costly for them to retain you."

"Of course. I've been in the dark underground world for so long. If I didn't have some tricks, I would have been skinned and torn apart, and boiled in the pot by the pirates."

Morganus proudly stroked his non-existent beard. That’s right. Today he kept comparing himself with big shots like the Five Elders and almost forgot his own identity.

"Go on, I won't interrupt you."

Morgans, who was well versed in the ways of the world, saw the displeasure on Heisenberg's face and quickly changed the subject.

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