Half a day later, the group left the perfume town, Katria.

"Alas!"

Asuka looked at the endless desert in front of him, sighed softly, and then lowered his head and continued on his way.

Their next stop is Elmar.

At noon, when the sun was poisoning, Asuka sat cross-legged on the candle stool made by Mr. 3, and gave Mr. 3 a thumbs up as he drank a cold drink.

"I didn't expect your ash to retain heat so well!"

Mr. 3 continued to sip on the cold drink and did not speak, he has now discovered that his ability is so convenient, if he had known, he had actually considered changing careers, maybe now he has become the chairman of the largest monopoly company in Alabastan, [Mr. 3 Water Supply Company].

Thinking of this, Mr. 3 turned his head to look behind him at the group of workers (members of the Baroque Workshop) who had been hired by the birds to carry large water tanks on their backs.

The price is really cheap, 100 Baileys can be hired for ten days, and then this group of workers will roll in.

It is said that it has now been rolled up to 100 Bailey for half a month.

At this price, the black slaves wanted to hang themselves when they saw it.

Just as Mr. 3 was lamenting the cheap human resources in Alabastan, he suddenly heard Asuka speak.

"3, how long will it take for us to reach the next city?"

Hearing this, Mr. 3 pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, then took out the simple map in his arms, and said with some uncertainty.

"According to the map, we will probably have to walk for half a day, but there are all kinds of emergencies in the desert, and it is estimated that tomorrow morning, we will be able to go to the Green City, Elmar."

As he spoke, Mr. 3 beckoned to a man behind him, and when the man approached, Mr. 3 patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"Billions of elders?"

"Civilians... I'm a civilian..."

The corners of Mr. 3's mouth twitched twice, and then continued to ask.

"The port of Elmar, are you sure there are several large ships loaded with dancing powder?"

After listening to Mr. 3, the billionaire nodded his head as if the chicken pecked rice.

"Sure, sure, we were tasked with transporting dancing powder from Katria to Katria and accidentally spilling it in front of civilians.

Then after we have escaped, we will carry the dancing powder from the port of Elmar and repeat..."

Bang!

Before the billions of elders could finish speaking, Mr. 3's fist fell, "You still say you're not a billionaire elder."

The guy glanced at Mr. 3, sniffed, and didn't speak.

[Can't be provoked, can't be provoked...]

...

After Mr. 3 finished asking, he went to Asuka and told him what he had just planned.

Asuka rolled her eyes as she listened to the tedious plan.

As for grabbing a dancing fan, there are actually a few sets of preparatory plans.

Looking at Mr. 3, who was about to continue, Asuka quickly stuffed the barbecue in his hand into his mouth, and then randomly chose a plan to block Mr. 3's mouth.

...

A day later.

The group arrived at the port of Elmar.

Asuka looked at the rather busy inland port in front of him, turned his head to look at Mr. 3 beside him, and sighed.

"I knew I should have taken a boat from Rape Flower Harbor to come here..."

Out of the corner of his eye, Mr. 3 glanced at Asuka and beeped quietly.

"You've spent all your money..."

Bang!

Looking at Mr. 3, who was crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, Asuka turned to look at the group of former Baroque workers behind him, and spoke.

"Let's go according to the plan, I'll follow after you, don't be careful!"

"Yes!"

After saying that, the workers forcibly hired by the birds put down the large vat containing the water behind them and went straight to the port.

As members of the Baroque workshop, it was very easy for them to connect with their own people.

Soon, the billionaire elder contacted the person in charge of the port of Elmar.

Hundreds of millions of elders walked up to the person in charge, looked at the person in charge twice, and spoke.

"I'm Ernie the Billionaire, and I've been tasked with collecting those 'magic powders' from the port."

After checking the identities of hundreds of millions of elders, the person in charge of the port shook his head and said with emotion.

"You came so fast, I thought I'd have to wait a little longer!"

As he spoke, the person in charge of the port took the group of guys who came to receive dancing powder to a nearby warehouse.

After opening the door, he pointed to the sack inside and spoke.

"You can transport the things here to Jerradin."

"It's all here?"

"It's all here!"

After the person in charge subconsciously finished speaking, he turned his head to look behind him, and the voice just now was not made by the hundreds of millions of elders beside him at all.

The billionaire elder Ernnie, when he saw the bird coming behind him, immediately bowed to the bird and said.

"Boss!"

Asuka waved at him, turned to look at the person in charge, and asked again.

"Are they all here?"

Seeing that the person in charge did not speak, Asuka casually took Bailey out of his pocket, stuffed it into the person in charge, and spoke.

"You're hired!"

"Bastard, stop kidding."

The person in charge saw the [100 Bailey] steel hammer in his hand, took out the flintlock pistol directly from his waist, and pulled the trigger towards the bird's head.

Bang!

The smell of gunpowder permeated the surroundings, and Asuka glanced at the flattened buckshot and smiled at the person in charge.

...

An hour later, the person in charge of the bruised-nosed and swollen face moved all the things from the base to Asuka's caravan, became a volunteer himself, joined Asuka, and began to work as a worker selling water.

The person in charge of the team looked at Ernnie, who was carrying a large water tank, and slowly walked over.

"Elnie, you betrayed the Order?"

Ernie saw the person in charge who walked to him ask himself, and immediately pushed back.

"Fart, I didn't betray the organization, I got a part-time job... This is my part-time job..."

"What about you? You betrayed the Order?"

When the person in charge heard this, he silently lowered his head and muttered.

"I'm a volunteer..."

...

A group of them, just robbing dancing fans all the way, burning dancing fans all the way, and selling water all the way, forced to squeeze these employees of the Baroque work club, and Asuka accumulated a large amount of original funds.

Dancing fans don't need to spend money on flying birds, and the labor cost is almost 0... It's just a no-brainer...

The dancing fans that Lao Sha worked hard to make money to buy from the black market were all burned by the birds and sent to the sky, and then turned into water resources and sold to the local people cheaply.

Then Asuka took the money given by the local people, and bought some special products from the local area to give to Smuji and Xia Li, and even Hancock received things from Asuka...

...

But this is somewhat contrary to the original purpose of the bird, he didn't come here to make money to buy souvenirs.

"Hey, Mr. 3, we're all so high-profile, why haven't the cadres of the Baroque Work Club come out to arrest us..."

Mr. 3 was also puzzled after listening to Asuka's words, and he turned his head to look at the four or five hundred employees of the Baroque Workshop behind him, with a confused expression.

We've both arrested so many of you, why didn't anyone come out and take us out?

Hurry up and send a senior cadre out...

As two people who can't get in touch with the Baroque work club, they can only rely on creating turmoil to attract the attention of the work club...

The turmoil is very big, but no one comes to solve them...

...

Meanwhile.

A room in the Rainland.

"Whew!"

Klockdahl spat out the smoke, lifted the corner of the curtain, looked out at the bustling street, and muttered to himself.

"Alabastan, the land of sand, the towns established on this desert, even after thousands of years of history, the desert is still filled with the smell of death, and this country has been shrouded in the shadow of death since its birth."

Looking at Crocokdal, who didn't know why he was emotional, Robin, who was standing on the side, pursed his lips, and then picked up the information on the table and said with a serious face.

"BOSS, I just received news that the hundreds of millions of elders who were sent to Katria have encountered unknown powerhouses and have all disappeared.

Now, I'm checking the facts."

"Whew!"

After listening to this, Klockdahl continued to spit out the smoke, and after a while, he spoke slowly.

"The substitutes of the billions of elders, as many as they want, are just like a drop of water falling into the desert, and they have no effect on my plans.

They don't know anything ...

But how dare anyone oppose me...

Crush them for me..."

"Yes, boss."

With that, Robin slowly exited the room.

Because the work club is too big, there are too many things to deal with in a day, and in order to prevent information from being eavesdropped, the headquarters here, receiving and sending news, has been relying on [Neck Runner]...

They had not received word from Katria until now.

However, the message was not yet complete.

...

As time passed, five days passed, and in these five days, Robin collected more and more information in his hands, and the more he watched, the more terrifying it became.

It wasn't until the sixth day that Luo Bing, after buying a newspaper from Newsbird, pushed open the door of Klokdal's office again.

Klockdahl raised his eyelids and looked at Robin, who had hurried in, and asked.

"What?"

Robin handed the newspaper out and did not speak.

Klockdahl took the newspaper and looked at it with a puzzled expression.

The headline on the front page was the news that Vice Admiral [Dolu] had killed a 700 million-level sea thief, and Klocodahl skipped it after a little glance, which had nothing to do with himself.

As Klockdahl's gaze kept moving down, he soon saw a piece of news that was fairly relevant to him.

[Alabastan, a tycoon who sells water and has a skyrocketing net worth, Monka...]

The picture below is Asuka wearing a mask and Mr. 3 wearing a mask.

As for the text explanation below the picture, it is not long, only a few short sentences.

These two men, in flagrant defiance of the ban of the world government, burned dancing powder in Alabastan, benefiting ordinary civilians, and they only charged a meager labor fee.

One of these two people, the sea man gave him the nickname of the third brother.

The third brother once said.

He did it with Kobra, he did it with Crocodahl, he did it with Don Quixote Doflamingo.

Why can't I?

World government, who are you double standard?

Beware of my big flag wave, would you rather have a kind?

The Lord has thrown himself into the revolution.

...

Mr. 3 muttered as he looked at the newspaper in his hand, snot running straight to the ground.

"I don't remember saying anything like that... How does he Morgens make fake news."

"Ahh

Asuka sighed, then turned to Mr. 3 and explained.

"Once, a reporter came to interview us, and you were working too much during the day, and you were a little tired and slept too hard.

I'll answer for you.

Rest assured... I didn't name you."

...

ps: There's something going on in the morning.,Didn't code out! It's a little late...

Let's start with 6500...

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