Chapter 52: Mark, 18 years old, is a miner
Not far from Fish-Man Island, the Navy Headquarters, Marin Fando.
"Isn't that guy Jinping, doing a good job?"
Marshal of the Admiral, Cyborg laughed, "Fish-Man Island should have been tougher a long time ago, so that the pressure on the New World could be reduced a bit." โ
"Don't be so optimistic, Big Brother Kong,"
At this time, the only admiral of the Navy, Sengoku said casually, "Fish-Man Island does not have a route to cut off the connection between the park and the New World, at most, it can help us clean up some pirates." โ
"Our real enemies are the monsters entrenched in the New World."
Whitebeard, Beasts, BIGยท MOM, the three pirates and their rulers are the real adversaries of the Navy.
There is even a red-haired one more now, although that guy came back from the East China Sea with a broken hand, but the power in his hand is growing by leaps and bounds, I'm afraid it won't be long before he is enough to compare with those three monsters.
Empty rolled his eyes, "It's really a disappointment, Warring States, you guy, no wonder you haven't been able to find a wife." โ
"I'm just reminding you, and-"
Warring States' forehead jumped, "Who do you think harmed you?" It's because of your bastard's slacking off that I always have a lot of work to do......"
As if he had been touched by some strange switch, the admiral's mouth turned into a machine gun, "And Karp, that old bastard, too, said that for the sake of freedom, he will not be promoted!" Run outside all day long! โ
"Zefa's stupid guy later chose to escape, and he only cared about teaching students for so many years! Nothing else! I'm just a general, bastard! Do you know what that means? โ
"Let me do the things compiled by the three generals alone! My hair is already gray!! โ
Sora coughed, although the pillars of this generation of navy are still three, but the general is indeed only one Sengoku.
"Anyway, it's almost over, my application has been approved from above, and then the navy will be under your control, and then you can just dump the work to Sakasky and them."
"Do you think I'm you?"
Glancing at his big brother with disdain, Sengoku snorted.
"Anyway, let's issue a document to commend Jinping first, no matter what, I have fulfilled the obligations of the Seven Martial Seas."
Empty changed the topic, "Also, let people go to Fish-Man Island to check it out." โ
"That guy Jinping's reaction was a little wrong, wasn't his attitude tough before?"
The Navy had to figure out the whereabouts of the fishman who had disappeared with the warship, but it had been quiet lately.
The angry Sengoku was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Understood." โ
Fish-Man Island, Fish-Man Street.
On this day, Mark got up early, got something to eat casually, and then cleaned up the garbage left over from last night, and staggered out.
Many fishmen greeted him on the way.
Mark responded with a grin.
Now everyone knows that Uncle Mark is the new boss of Fishman Street, a good friend of Big Brother Bright, and everyone is willing to give him a little face.
However, although he is a friend of Bright, Mark's life has not changed dramatically.
He tried to join the army of the Immigration Bureau, but unfortunately he was eliminated.
Bright's request is to be a strong guy.
Although Mark is also a gangster, he is really not very good at fighting.
But that's okay, it's not bad to be respected.
Mark's daily routine is to hang out in Fishman Street with a few fox friends and dogs, and if he is short of money, he will find a way to fish for some money.
Today, though, something special happened in Fish-Man Street.
"Big Brother Brett is going to speak!!"
Someone is running around for a walk.
Mark followed.
In a square on Fish-Man Street, black-pressed fish-people crowd the streets here and nearby.
Mark tried his best to squeeze forward, and the fish people were willing to give him face, and took the initiative to get out of the way and let him move forward.
In the center of the square, a sea beast floating in the sky with a bubble swimming ring on its head, Bright had already begun to speak,
"The Fish-Man Island Mining Company is officially open for business from today, and I have said before that I have an agreement with Neptune that the company will give priority to recruiting the residents of Fish-Man Street as workers."
Mark looked up at the much-anticipated Bright, he really didn't expect that the bastard boy who grew up together and was a year younger than himself would now be such a great character.
"So Big Brother Bright, are you asking us to work for that Neptune guy?"
Mark heard a disgruntled question from the Fish-Man, and he knew that the residents of Fish-Man Street were generally unhappy with Neptune.
It was because of Ryugu Castle's inaction that Fishman Street, which used to be an orphanage, finally became like this.
"Not for Neptune, not for Ryugu City, but for this island, for yourselves. โ
"All the income of the Fish-Man Island Mining Company will be invested in the construction of Fish-Man Island, in addition to the wages and development needs of the miners."
"We want to build our own industry, produce our own goods, and get rid of human dependence."
"As with the Immigration Bureau, this is where the change begins!"
Fish-Man Island doesn't understand very well, but they understand one thing, and their work seems to have a lot of meaning.
They're already talking about it.
Mark coughed softly, then he tilted his head and said loudly, "Brother Bright, we all believe you, you said that you wanted to protect Fish-Man Island and established the Immigration Bureau, and in the past few days, you have solved a lot of humans who want to make trouble!" If you say yes, then it must be! โ
"There's only one thing we care about! That is, is it really possible to make money? โ
Before he could finish speaking, Mark watched as Bright winked at him.
Mark smiled back.
He couldn't help but think of the way that guy came to the door last night with food and drinks to ask for his help.
Finally fulfilled the promise of inviting you to dinner.
"Of course!"
Bright's voice spread through Fish-Man Street, "The reason why employees are prioritized from Fish-Man Street is because I know that Fish-Man Street is the poorest place on Fish-Man Island, and everyone is worried about money. โ
"As a part of this place, of course I want to make everyone rich."
It's time.
Mark clenched his right fist and swung it hard, "That's no problem!" Count me in!! Boss Bright!! โ
Then he heard voices coming from all corners of the crowd.
"Count me in! Boss Bright! โ
"And me, and me!"
Mark was stunned for a moment.
Then he couldn't help but laugh.
How many people have you prepared, Bright!
What started as a shout from a few people gradually turned into a cheer from everyone.
Bright nodded, very good, popular support.
"But let's say it first, the chosen person goes out on behalf of Fishman Street, if you dare to mess around and make Fishman Street lose face and make me embarrassed, then don't blame me for being unkind!"
Finally, after the cruel words, the civil officials of the Exit and Immigration Bureau came and selected the first batch of about 2,000 miners, Mark was of course one of them, and he was also selected as one of the miners' small leaders, responsible for organizing and managing the workers.
Mark will know this amount when he finishes it, and Bright says it is more than enough.
After all, there are no shipping channels now, there are too many people, and there are too many ores to be mined, and they can't sell it at all.
It will only add to the financial burden of Ryugu Castle in vain.
After all the miners were assembled, the civil servants came and distributed the documents and tools.
The tools are, of course, the pickaxe and the basket.
The document is said to be a document, but it is actually just a few pieces of paper, which describe how to distinguish some common ores.
The civil servants trained the workers for a day on how to identify ore, how to mine, and of course, only according to the script, and no one in Fish-Man Island had this experience.
Afterward, Bright and the miners left Fish-Man Street, making their way through the bubbles towards the east.
Soon they led the group to a large rift valley at the bottom of the sea, and the results of exploration revealed that there was a considerable reserve of iron ore here.
Then it's time to get to work.
Descending from the huge rift, on the top of the steep mountain wall, the fishmen floated here, waving their pickaxes and constantly tapping on the mountain wall.
"Isn't this place a good place to work with?"
Mark said as he waved the pickaxe in his hand.
"Indeed."
Beside him, the leading brother of Fishman Street, the director of the Immigration Bureau, Bright also brandished a mining pickaxe and nodded approvingly.
At first, it may be fine, but if you dig deeper and deeper into the mine, there is a high chance that the mountain wall will collapse.
Otherwise, one day Alexander will come and destroy the upper part of the mountain wall.
A little control of the power should not damage the mineral deposits.
Find a few more sea beasts to come and use as laborers, otherwise the excavated stones will not be easy to carry.
"Hey! Brett! You see! โ
Just as he was thinking about it, Mark next to him exclaimed, "Is this iron ore?" โ
Bright turned his head and saw Mark holding a reddish stone in his hand.
The iron ore reserves here are really amazing, and they can be dug up in a few pickaxes.
Bright smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mark, for digging up the first piece of ore. โ
This is the first cornerstone of the beginning of development.