"...The government really was secretly recruiting an army."
A Den Den Mushi sat before Bright, carrying the somewhat shrill voice of his old friend. "They handled this very discreetly! The recruitment was spread across dozens of countries in the first half of the Grand Line, with each country taking in anywhere from a few hundred to over a thousand people."
"If you didn't investigate carefully, it would have been impossible to notice this level of personnel movement."
"Got it, got it. I know your intelligence network is extraordinary, Morgans."
Bright rolled his eyes and casually asked, "There's only one thing I care about. Where were these people sent afterward?"
"Honestly, Bright."
The head paparazzo on the other end of the line complained, "You're asking far too much, aren't you? The ones transporting those reserve troops were all Cipher Pol agents."
"My people didn't even dare get close to those ships, much less figure out where they were going."
The corner of Bright's mouth twitched. There was not the slightest trace of genuine feeling in this guy's words. "There's a truly major story hidden behind this. It might cause drastic changes to the situation across the entire world."
"If your information is accurate, I'll tell you the details immediately."
"Hahaha, then I really do have no choice but to work hard."
Morgans laughed heartily. "Getting close to those ships was indeed difficult."
"But comparatively speaking, confirming where they would resupply was much easier."
"Based on the direction they sailed in, we could infer the islands they might land on next, then station people on every possible island to keep watch."
"In the end, we drew up a simple route map that way."
"Impressive."
Bright sighed sincerely. Morgans made it sound easy, but it was obvious how much manpower and resources he