Chapter 630: Changing the World
The sky is still only cloudy, the breath of the banquet has not completely passed, this morning, everyone has finally quieted down, the banquet that lasted for three whole days has finally come to an end, even the most energetic people after three consecutive days of carnival, the body is a little unbearable, the whole island has fallen into silence, whispering in dreams, snoring one after another.
The streets were filled with all sorts of people, pirates, commoners, men, women, old people, children, and everyone was caught up in the carnival, and for three whole days, all the people on the island joined in the carnival.
And now, after the, everyone is in a deep sleep. After Whitebeard's death, he spent several months of trembling and sleepless nights, and after a few days, he was finally able to sleep peacefully.
Everyone has a smile on their faces, it is indeed a very reassuring situation, the heart hanging in the throat has been able to put down with peace of mind, what the people crave is this, there is nothing else, as long as you can live with peace of mind, but unfortunately, such a simple wish is difficult to achieve in this world, especially in this chaotic new world.
A country without the protection of the government is miserable, and it is not only pirates who have to face it, but even the poisonous hands of the government, and many workers on the bridge project in the East China Sea that have been going on for hundreds of years are residents of these non-government member countries.
For the inhabitants of the New World, if they want to live in peace, even at the cost of their lives, the people living in all nations are willing to live in all nations even if they have to sacrifice their lives to Charlotte Lingling every year, and they want to enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life there, and for the Four Emperors who can give them shelter, these inhabitants worship them as gods, even if these gods are not kind to them.
That's how the world isβ
"It sucks!"
On the shore, Vlad sat on a rock, looked at the turbulent sea ahead, his face was as gloomy as water, and said, "What a terrible! β
"What?"
Behind Vlad's back, the cook whispered, "Captain, what's that sucking?" β
"Well,"
Vlad let out a somewhat inexplicable sigh before throwing a bag in front of the chef.
"What is this?"
The chef opened the bag with some curiosity, revealing stacks of Bailey, which should have exceeded 100 million.
"This is? What the? β
"Well,"
The sky had begun to brighten, and the fiery red color stained the sky, Vlad leisurely looked at the fiery red morning sun gradually emerging on the horizon in the distance, with a slight smile on his face, "It was sent to me by the mayor of the town secretly." β
"What?"
The chef was already surprised, "This is still the territory of the Whitebeard Pirates, right?" Their guardians are still the Whitebeard Pirates, right? β
"Because,"
Vlad smiled, "They're not sure what our relationship with the Whitebeard Pirates is, they don't know what will happen after the party, whether we're going to leave honestly or fight with the Whitebeard Pirates, ha, they don't know!" β
"So, that's the protection money they gave us?"
The cook sighed and said, "To prevent possible violence in the future, give us protection money in advance?" β
"Yes,"
Vlad nodded, "We're one with the Whitebeard Pirates, ha, I heard that, after this time, at least for two years, the guys on this island will have to rely on fishing for a living." β
"yes,"
The chef's eyebrows lowered, "In a big sea, you have to do your best just to live, where is the extra energy to think about other things?" They don't have a choice, whether it's us or the Whitebeard Pirates, they are a force that they can't resist, the Whitebeard Pirates are okay, they have been protecting them for a long time, but we are different, we are just new pirates to them, they don't believe us is of course. β
"So, we can't afford not to take this money,"
Vlad casually said, "If they refuse, maybe they'll move from the island right away." β
"Whew-"
The chef breathed a sigh of relief, "This world is really unfair, and it is difficult for the weak to live harmlessly even if they want to live harmlessly. β
"Really?"
Vlad smiled, "We're really happy, chefs, to have the power to decide our own path in life, and we don't have to let others dictate our future." β
"To be able to live according to your own ideas, to be able to roam freely on this sea,"
The chef smiled, "Perhaps, this is the so-called pirates, right?" β
"And the freest of them all,"
Vlad turned around, "It's One Piece, right?" β
"But, chef, do you think that's good?"
Vlad said so suddenly.
"What?"
The cook was a little surprised, "Captain, what do you mean?" β
"It's not interesting, I just feel that it's a little boring to slowly walk to the position of One Piece like this,"
Vlad shook his head, suddenly lacking interest.
"Boring?"
The chef was stunned for a moment, "Standing on top of all pirates, the only king of the world, is this still boring?" β
"No, no, no, that's not what it means, chef, One Piece has been my only goal for so many years, there's no doubt about it, One Piece has to be me,"
Vlad laughed, a little excited on his face, "But, chef, wouldn't it be more interesting if you could do something more interesting in the process of becoming One Piece?" β
"What do you mean, Captain?"
The chef asked softly.
"Give it a try!"
Vlad stood up with a smile, facing the rising sun, his face sprinkled with fiery red sun, and his face was the brightest smile, "Just try it!" How far can we change the world? This boring, this world where people do their best just to be alive! β
"Change the world?"
The chef looked at the back of his captain and smiled, "That's not an easy thing to do!" β
"It's because it's not easy, that's why I really want to give it a try,"
Vlad opened his arms and embraced the sun in his arms, "This sea is so beautiful, it is so magnificent, it is because of this that I really want to leave my own mark on this world!" Ha, let the world dance in the palm of your hand! At the very least, make it easier for those who are already alive and dead? β
"Isn't that cool?"
"That's it!"
The chef laughed.
"So, are you coming? Chef,"
Vlad turned around, "Want to come with me?" β
"Of course,"
The chef smiled and nodded, "It's enough for me to follow the captain!" β
"Good Partner!!