The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"I know that the Golden Lion has a big appetite, but I didn't expect that he would want to ambush Roger. Is that guy crazy?"

Garp put the document down and scratched his head in disbelief.

Golden Lion has always clamored to conquer the world, so he has been constantly recruiting soldiers and his pirate captains call him "Pirate Admiral."

Roger is the opposite. He is a man who pursues freedom and wants to turn the world upside down with his friends.

Roger would never live under someone else's roof.

He believed that the Golden Lion also understood this, and there would definitely be a battle between the two.

Roger's pirate group is very strong, but Golden Lion has more people and more power. Unless there are special variables, Roger's pirate group will definitely suffer a heavy defeat at the hands of Golden Lion.

As a good friend of Roger, Garp couldn't bear to see Roger fall into the ambush of the Golden Lion.

But as a sailor, from a standpoint of justice, he knew that watching the fight from the other side of the river was the most beneficial approach for the navy.

"No matter how things turn out, the Golden Lion Pirates and the Roger Pirates will definitely suffer considerable losses, and this is our chance to counterattack their weak points exposed by the loss of combat personnel."

"This is why Gallagher cannot die or be seriously injured now. We need admiral-level combat power to stabilize each battlefield, rather than being written off for personal gain."

Zhan Guo pushed up his glasses, his eyes were still bloodshot, but after venting his anger, he still calmed himself down.

This is the sadness of the time and identity he is in.

If he had been involved in Vashto's affairs before or during the incident, he would have been able to make amends.

And now, all he could do was deal with some trivial matters afterwards so that he wouldn't be so sad.

"What does this newspaper mean? I don't quite understand it."

Zefa held the newspaper in his hand, staring intently at the place where the comic series "If the Three Days of Light Deceived Me" should have been published. The new activity launched by Morgans left him a little confused.

He knows Walter White and they are close friends.

He always remembered what he said to him when they last met, but the activities in front of him were so different from their discussion.

"Morgans Newspaper's new activities, the specific content of which will be explained in a press conference held in the Sabaody Archipelago, to formally explain it to everyone present."

Zhan Guo patted Zefa on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"I know you like the comics of the Morgans newspaper, but I infer that the world government's secret operation may target this newspaper. You..."

Zhan Guo did not reveal all of his inferences; he simply pieced together some details using the few pieces of information he had.

The reason he didn't say it was that Zefa had already lost one psychological comfort, and before the truth came out, he didn't want to destroy another comfort with his own speculation.

...

"President, you are so radiant today. Every pore of your body is emitting a handsome glow. Your temperament beats 99.999% of the people in the world."

Rollove helped Morgause put on a custom-made dress and sang praises to him non-stop.

"Okay, Raph, our main attraction today is not this dress, but our new business that is about to set sail. I wonder what kind of wonderful expressions will appear on the faces of those reporters when they hear my confirmation?"

Morgans adjusted his ribbon twice and looked at his handsome face in the mirror with great pride.

Since he had been dragged onto the pirate ship by that group of people, he couldn't lose face.

He has to act out the whole play, he has to continue acting out the script without any flaws.

To this end, he got up in the middle of the night to memorize the words and manners, striving to get all the details right.

"The president is wise and capable. Those reporters will surely be impressed by your decisive response and swift actions."

Rollav took out of the box the cane that Morgause had custom-made overnight for his pretense and placed it in his hand.

"Alright, then get ready to rock the world with me!"

Morgans was very satisfied with the cane. It matched his overall image perfectly and was simply the finishing touch.

...

Morgans walked slowly from the backstage to the front of the press conference.

"President Morgans has come out."

"President, I love you"

"Is Old White here today?"

"Is there going to be a signing session at the end of today?"

"Is your event real? Aren't you afraid that you will lose all your money if you hold such a grand event?"

"... "

The scene was packed with people. Except for a small number of reporters and local residents, the rest were readers who came because of "If Three Days of Light Deceived Me".

"Everyone, please be quiet. Now is the time for our president Morgans to answer questions. Friends present, please follow the rules of the press conference and raise your hands to ask questions. We will randomly select someone to answer."

Roel Love, the guest host, picked up the microphone and began to maintain order at the scene so that the press conference could proceed in an orderly manner.

"Third friend in the first row"

Although it is a random draw, the first question is the most crucial one. It sets the tone for this press conference. How could it be randomly drawn?

The reporter who had been arranged long ago stood up and asked excitedly.

"Dear President Morgans, is it true that your newspaper is launching activity rewards? Is there any false propaganda for publicity? How can you ensure that all activity rewards can be issued in a real way?"

The reporter's rapid-fire questions seemed menacing, but in fact it was just a double act between two people, and Morgans knew the lines by heart.

“First, I solemnly promise to everyone in the world that all the rewards of the event are real.”

"Secondly, for the sake of authenticity, we will publish the winners' information starting from the second issue. This treatment is only for readers who have won the gold card. And in order to protect personal privacy and security, we support anonymous publication. If the winners do not want to publish any details, we will respect their opinions to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Third, in order to highlight the authenticity of our newspaper activities, we have specially invited a third party to guarantee it. Let us welcome Admiral Alai Mashi of the Navy Headquarters with the warmest applause."

Under Morgans' introduction, Arai Mashi, one of the three current admirals of the Navy Headquarters, slowly walked out from the backstage.

(The third general I set myself)

He is also a general of the aristocratic faction, unlike Gallagher who is in an awkward situation of having enough qualifications but not enough strength.

He has both seniority and strong ability, but even so, he cannot shirk this strange task directly assigned to him by the Five Elders.