The Falling Justice Coat!
As most of the Sabaody Archipelago quieted down with the night, Vidal, who had spent the afternoon practicing boxing and physique, walked into his room, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, his body exuding the fragrance of shower gel.
It was actually the inner room of the office, not very big, just enough to fit a bed, a table, and a clothes hanger. This was where he rested at night.
It was past midnight, and most of the marines at the base were already asleep, but for him, there was a task that was just beginning.
Transform the Sabaody Archipelago, bringing this tree island, primarily composed of Yarukiman Mangroves, completely under your control!
Of course, he also wants to add some 'small' new features.
A bright green light appeared beneath Vidal's feet, and then his entire body slowly sank, as if being sucked into the depths of the desert by quicksand. In no time, he disappeared without a trace.
Beneath the office, Vidal's 'body' completely disappeared, because he had now merged with the surrounding mangrove roots. He could now move freely across the island like a ghost wandering through countless network cables.
But having experienced this many times before, the novelty had worn off. He simply calmed his mind and peacefully spread the power of the Woods-Woods Fruit in all directions.
If anyone could see this invisible force, they would notice that faint green ripples are emanating from Vidal at its center.
The ripples grew larger and larger, quickly extending beyond Area 69, where the Marine Base was located, and then continued to spread to other areas. Before long, the entire Area 60 was within the ripples' range.
At this moment, Vidal could 'see' everything above: the marines on guard duty, the patrol squads, and all sorts of government personnel coming and going, including those sneaky, silent, and agile CP members—nothing could escape his 'eyes'!
Moreover, if he wanted to do something to these people, he wouldn't need to move his location. He could use his Devil Fruit ability anywhere in Area 60 to create any plant or directly control the Yarukiman Mangrove in that area to launch an attack.
However, with his current Devil Fruit ability, this is the only range he can reach. If he wants to affect other regions, he would need to transfer his 'original consciousness' over there.
Although the transmission process took less than two seconds, Vidal felt this was not the result he wanted.
The ultimate result should be that no matter where he is on the island, he can instantly sense and control any corner of Sabaody, and even freely manipulate the entire Sabaody Archipelago!
But achieving this is very difficult, and it is precisely because it is difficult that he has to quietly train his Devil Fruit abilities while most people are asleep, gradually expanding the scope of his abilities.
In summary, Vidal's schedule for the coming days consisted of handling his duties as base chief before noon, training his body and martial arts in the afternoon, and enhancing the power of the Woods-Woods Fruit in the evening.
As for his sleep duration, as I said before, three hours is enough for him, who is in a vegetative state!
In the waters under the jurisdiction of the G-3 Branch in the New World, a warship slowly sails along its predetermined route, carrying out its daily patrol mission.
"Commodore, I heard that Vice Admiral Garp is coming back soon!" Angelo Colonel excitedly to Dragon, who was standing at the bow of the ship gazing silently at the sea.
"Then we won't have to be subservient to those pirates anymore!"
"Yeah, I've had my eye on those bastards for ages. When Vice Admiral Garp, we'll give them a good beating!"
The Colonel's words were met with enthusiastic support from the many marines on deck. As marines standing on the front lines of the New World, they encountered the subordinate fleets of those top pirate crews every week.
When Vice Admiral Garp was stationed at G-3, the pirates didn't dare to approach it at all. Instead, they would often go for a stroll there under his guidance.
But ever since Vice Admiral Garp decided to train his fists in Paradise, they could only cower near the base, gritting their teeth as they watched those pirate ships swagger past nearby.
Therefore, the news of Vice Admiral Garp's imminent return to the New World not only excited the entire G-3 Branch, but also boosted the morale of the entire naval force in the New World.
As a result, there have been very few pirate crews coming these days.
Only pirate ships that aren't well-informed and don't belong to those few factions occasionally appear before you, like the Steel Chain Pirates yesterday. Their captain is Maffia, with a bounty of 86 million Beli, Paramecia Chain-Chain Devil Fruit User, and he also possesses Armament Haki. He commands 400 ruthless pirates.
When these patrol ships encounter pirate crews of this strength, they usually choose to temporarily avoid them and call in Vice Admiral or Rear Admiral from the base to deal with them.
But who would have thought that Brigadier General Dragon would actually defeat 'Steel Chain Mafia' in the fierce battle, even breaking his leg!
The military naturally reveres the strong, especially since Dragon is the son of Vice Admiral Garp. This has led to him gaining a great deal of respect and admiration from the Navy in just a few days since arriving at the G-3 Branch.
Yes, he'll be here soon.
With his back to everyone, Dragon muttered something under his breath. The sea breeze was a bit strong at that moment, and Colonel Angelo and the others didn't hear him clearly. They were still chatting animatedly about Garp.
"That's enough for now. Stop the warship."
Dragon raised his voice, and Colonel Angelo and the others heard him clearly. They looked at each other with puzzled expressions, but still sent out a Captain to relay the order.
"Commodore, what happened?"
Colonel Angelo took a few steps forward and asked, while his eyes warily scanned the surrounding sea. He assumed that Dragon had discovered some suspicious pirate crew.
Dragon didn't reply. Only after the warship beneath his feet slowly came to a stop did he turn around to face all the navy personnel on the deck, and then speak in a deep voice to Colonel Angelo.
I'm leaving.
For him, he had to leave before Garp arrived; otherwise, leaving under his father's nose would be incredibly difficult, and even if he did leave, he'd likely be caught.
"What?"
Colonel Angelo and the others were stunned; they didn't immediately understand Dragon meant.
[Bang!!]
"Ugh."
Angelo's Colonel blurred for a moment, followed by a sharp, agonizing pain in his abdomen. He stared incredulously at Dragon in front of him.
Why?
"Sorry, go take a nap."
Dragon withdrew his right fist, which was now stained with black, and let Angelo Colonel unconscious on the ground with his eyes rolled back. At the same time, he glanced at the navy personnel who were stunned and at a loss.
"I've already sent a distress signal to the base; you just need to wait here."
After saying that, he disappeared from the deck in the blink of an eye. The next moment, he appeared in mid-air and then sped away towards the Flying Pirates using the Geppo.
He didn't take action against these lower-ranking naval officers because it was unnecessary; they were incapable of stopping him anyway.
"Phew--Is this what freedom feels like?" As he flew further and further away from the warship and the G-3 Branch, Dragon felt an unparalleled sense of freedom and relaxation.
"I will uphold my own justice, true justice!"
With that thought in mind, Dragon ripped off the Justice Coat he was wearing and threw it overboard. The sailors on the warship's deck stared blankly as the coat slowly sank into the vast ocean.
What happened?