Sometimes, the subordinates a boss imagined were tigers guarding the mountain, wolves leading the pack, nimble leopards, and majestic eagles.
But the real subordinates were cute cats, cowardly dogs, greedy pigs, treacherous foxes, and fish slacking off.
Reality and imagination were often completely different.
Take the current World Government, for example.
The World Government's upper ranks had originally believed that they and most of the World Government member nations were on the same side. As long as those member nations joined them in suppressing the world, the chaos across the seas would soon be quelled.
But reality had slapped the World Government hard across the face twice.
Of the fifty powerful World Government member nations that usually attended the Reverie and decided the future direction of the world—
Half had now betrayed the World Government, one-third were sitting on the fence and slacking off, while the remaining kingdoms either did nothing but beg for aid every day or acted like mascots, incapable of accomplishing anything yet eager to meddle in everything.
A lack of capable personnel and a shortage of funds—those were the predicaments currently facing the World Government.
Although the strength of the World Government's upper ranks still surpassed that of the entire Pirate World, without outstanding lower-level personnel, it could not maintain control over the territories under its command.
And the limited resources the World Government possessed now also had to be supplied to those money-devouring beasts in the "Holy Land" Mary Geoise.
Though the World Government had nearly eight hundred years of accumulated foundations, even eight hundred years of reserves could not withstand suppressing the entire world and the Celestial Dragons' utterly bottomless extravagance!
After all, once the cannons fired, ten thousand taels of gold vanished. That principle had never changed.
War was a massive machine that