The Fish-Man Tom! The Pluton Blueprints!

The Water 7, a world-renowned shipbuilding city.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of the world knows that the shipbuilding craftsmen here possess world-class skills.

But.

"It's desolate."

Roa held a telescope and gazed at the distant island.

The houses were dilapidated, and the port had hardly any ships.

The walls of houses on the island's edge are covered with stains left by seawater, likely from the massive tsunami Aqualaguna that has plagued the island for years, and no one seems to care for them.

Unlike the bustling metropolis it would become twenty-eight years later, Water 7 at this time was merely a desolate city.

That's not surprising.

Although it is recognized worldwide as a shipbuilding mecca, to be honest, the ship production volume of Water 7 is not as large as one might imagine.

The World Government already pursues a policy of isolationism, making communication and exchange between countries extremely difficult.

Aside from a few merchants, most of those who were able to go to sea were pirates or naval personnel.

Few ordinary people go to sea.

How many people can afford to buy a boat here?

They basically survive by relying on orders from the navy.

Not to mention, the shipbuilding companies in Water 7 are also rife with internal conflicts, and sabotage between them is a common occurrence.

Under these circumstances, how can this city develop?

In fact, the reason this city is able to take on its future form is entirely thanks to the Fisherman Tom and his apprentice Iceburg.

Tom built the Sea Train, which truly connected Water 7 with the surrounding islands.

Iceburg was equally remarkable. He single-handedly integrated the major shipbuilding companies in the Water 7, forming the large shipbuilding company Galley-La, which greatly improved shipbuilding efficiency. At the same time, he took advantage of the convenience of the Sea Train to vigorously develop the tourism industry. This two-pronged approach truly made the city prosperous.

However, these are all things that happened many years later.

Roa didn't care.

He came here only for the blueprints for Pluton.

Um--

We might as well pack up the boatmen and take them with us too.

Judge already has enough work to do; let's not add to his burden.

Thus, the Snail Fleet headed towards Water 7.

It should be said that the Water 7 boiled in an instant.

Although the city is desolate and barren, it is still home to many people.

Fishermen fishing on the shore and anglers fishing all noticed the enormous creatures rumbling and crashing towards them from the sea.

"Snails? A vast fleet of snails?"

Am I seeing things?

After a brief moment of astonishment, someone finally realized what all of this meant.

"Jie, it's the Germa Kingdom's snail fleet!!"

Germa Kingdom?

Everyone's expression changed instantly.

In this world today, is there anyone who doesn't know what the arrival of this country signifies?

"Roa! The Calamity Roa has arrived!!"

People on the shore and along the coast scattered in all directions, wishing they had two more legs.

"Why! Why is this monster here! Shouldn't he still be fighting the Navy in the New World?!"

"The world's most terrifying pirate! Why would a man with a 4 billion bounty visit this island?!"

"Run! This monster is a madman, he's definitely here to destroy Water 7!"

People simply couldn't understand what it was about this not-so-wealthy island that could attract a monster like Roa.

Could it be a boat?

But Roa, who was always moving like a snail, didn't need a boat at all!

"Is this how Water 7 treats its guests? How disappointing! Shouldn't they at least welcome guests who have come from afar?"

Watching the people flee in a disheveled state, Roa sighed and waved his hand.

The fleet then abruptly separated, moving towards either side of the island.

It's still too early. Roa isn't sure if the blueprints for Pluton have already been passed on to the Fisherman Tom. Those things have been passed down from generation to generation among the shipwrights of Water 7 for eight hundred years.

Therefore, no one is allowed to leave until they actually receive that set of blueprints.

The Snail Fleet began to surround the entire island.

Panicked people certainly run very fast, but unfortunately, they are still a little slower than snails.

When news of the Calamity Company's attack spread throughout Water 7, giant snails had already surrounded the entire island, leaving countless people who had brought their families to the shore to escape by boat in near despair.

"What exactly do they want to do?!"

"We're doomed! The entire island is surrounded. Roa definitely wants to retaliate against the World Government by destroying this island!"

"Is he going to destroy the entire Water 7? No! Someone, please save us!"

"Navy! Notify the Navy immediately! Isn't G-8 base nearby?"

"How could a single Marine Branch possibly stop Roa!"

In some corner of the city, a burly, yellow-skinned Fish-Man, upon hearing the news, was quite astonished. "Roger just left, and Roa is here again!"

And Roger, you're a jinx, aren't you?!

You told me to stay away from Roa, and now they've come looking for me!

Chaos, despair, wailing.

As Roa stepped onto the filthy streets of the Water 7, the shipbuilding metropolis wailed incessantly at his arrival.

Roa twitched his nose slightly. "So the welcoming ceremony has been kept until now? Not bad."

Is this what fame brings?

Just letting the public know of his arrival caused the city's dark aura to surge dramatically.

But.

There are certainly some brave souls out there.

Roa watched with great interest as the middle-aged man walked towards him tremblingly.

Her clothes were quite luxurious, and she looked rather dignified. Although her face was full of reluctance, she still approached him tremblingly.

"Lord Roa, I am, I am the mayor of Water 7, no, I don't know how I can help you?"

Mayor Hudson's back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

You damn troublemakers!

After discovering that the entire Water 7 was surrounded and escape was impossible, he, as the mayor, was pushed forward by everyone and forced to meet this monster!

Although he may appear to be just a handsome and cheerful young man, who on the high seas doesn't know what a terrifying monster lurks beneath that beautiful exterior!

"The mayor, is that you? You've come at the perfect time!"

Roa nodded in satisfaction, "I was just worried about how to find people. Everyone wanted to flatten the whole island and gather everyone together."

"...!"

The mayor's forehead instantly broke out in large beads of sweat.

Should we flatten the entire island?

This shouldn't be too difficult for this man, right?

"Lord Roa, who are you looking for? I'll arrange for someone to find them for you immediately!"

The mayor was already cursing the guy who had lured Roa here to the bone!

Which fool dared to offend this monster?! Now the entire Water 7 is implicated!

"Shipwright."

Roa held up one finger. "I'm giving you one hour to find all the shipwrights on this island. If even one is missing, I'll destroy the island."

"..."

The mayor stood there stunned once again.

Shipwright?

Are they really here to build a ship?

However, destroying this island...

"Daydreaming counts as time too, you know."

Roa kindly offered a reminder.

"Babble!!"

The mayor's face instantly turned bright red, and he let out a scream.

"Yes! Yes! I understand, Lord Roa!"

Without any hesitation, the impeccably dressed mayor turned and ran, even falling and rolling twice on the ground because he was running too fast. However, he didn't care about his disheveled appearance and immediately got up and ran quickly into the distance.

Soon, the mayor ran into a small alley, where a group of anxious people immediately came to greet him. "Mayor Hudson, what does he want?"

"Shipwrights! He wants all the shipwrights on the island!"

The mayor, panting heavily, said, "He said he wants to see all the shipwrights within an hour, or else, or else!"

His eyes were bloodshot. "Otherwise, he'll destroy the entire Water 7!"

There was a moment of silence in the crowd.

Then, in the next instant, everything completely exploded.

"What! The destruction of Water 7?"

"He can do it! Of course that monster can do it!"

"Quickly! Contact the owners of several shipyards! Have them gather all the shipwrights!"

"The shipwrights might run away! Mobilize the people! We must get everyone there as quickly as possible!!"

As a result, Water 7 instantly became even more lively.

Meanwhile, on Roa's side...

The cadres were all somewhat puzzled by their boss's actions.

Shipwright?

They don't need those guys.

Wasn't Judge handling all the logistical issues for the Snail Fleet?

What need is there for these so-called shipwrights?

However, regardless of whether they understand or not, everyone agrees that the Boss's actions are always meaningful; he never acts without a purpose.

All they need to do is follow behind the Boss.

At the same time, in a sea area not too far from Water 7, there was a huge Marine Base, one of the branch bases of the Navy's G series, G-8 Base.

At this moment, in the base commander's office, the Vice Admiral general was hurriedly reporting to his superiors.

"The Admiral of the Sengoku! Roa, the Calamity Roa has suddenly appeared in Water 7!"

"What? Water 7? He didn't return to the New World?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was utterly astonished, "No wonder, no wonder he's the only one who hasn't made a move!"

What should we do now?

The Vice Admiral general base commander was somewhat apprehensive. "We... we... we're going to... to support Water 7?"

Every word he uttered was incredibly difficult, and when he finished speaking, the muscles on the Vice Admiral general's face were trembling.

If he were to lead soldiers to fight against Roa, it would be more than just courting death.

"... That was just a pointless sacrifice,"

Admiral Sengoku paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then sighed and said, "Hold your positions for now and observe the situation in Water 7. If the Calamity Company shows any inclination to head towards your location, don't hesitate, abandon the base and retreat immediately."

"Yes!"

The base commander breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice became much louder.

But after hanging up the phone, he suddenly froze.

Immediately, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Are you actually relieved that you don't have to fight that heinous criminal?"

Moreover, it's not just themselves; the Navy is also yielding to those monsters.

Water 7.

The city has descended into complete chaos.

The news that Roa had come to find the shipwrights had spread throughout the entire island, and the declaration that the entire island would be destroyed if the shipwrights did not all arrive was now common knowledge.

So, regardless of age or gender, the terrified people sprang into action. On the one hand, they contacted several shipbuilding companies to gather all their shipwrights; on the other hand, they began to actively search for shipwrights who had also been frightened by the attack of the Calamity Company.

Many of the shipwrights were very cooperative. Although they didn't know what Roa wanted from them, Water 7 their home after all, and there was no way to escape. Once the entire island was destroyed, it wouldn't matter where they hid.

However, some shipwrights were truly terrified and desperately tried to bury their heads in the sand like ostriches, seeking a place to hide.

For those who don't want dignity, the public can only help them maintain it.

Unfortunately, by this time the entire city's population had been mobilized, and they had nowhere to escape.

And so, screams and wails echoed throughout the Water 7.

"No! No! I don't want to see that guy! He definitely wants to kill us!"

"Let me go! You bastards who aid and abet evil!"

"Help! Someone save me! I don't want to die!"

The yellow-skinned Fish-Man looked at the shipwrights who were being held up by the crowd not far away, crying and wailing, and shook his head helplessly.

"This is truly pathetic. Is there still any chance to escape? Since that's the case, as a man, the only option is to face this head-on!"

In any case, soon, whether voluntarily or forcibly, all the shipwrights were brought before Roa.

Wow, there are so many people!

Roa glanced with interest at the sea of black heads in front of him.

I'd conservatively estimate there are over a thousand people.

Almost everyone wore expressions of fear and apprehension.

Among these people, the burly, yellow-skinned Fish-Man really stood out.

"Lord Roa, all, all the shipwrights are here."

At the head of the shipwrights' group, the mayor bowed and scraped before Roa, then pointed to several equally obsequious men beside him, "These men are the owners of all the shipyards; they can testify!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Roa, all the shipwrights are here!"

The bosses hurriedly replied.

Roa glanced at them.

Yes, I didn't lie.

That's alright.

Then, looking at these shipwrights who were filled with anxiety and didn't know what fate awaited them, Roa slowly spoke.

"The design drawings, where are those design drawings that have been passed down for eight hundred years? You can't handle that, give it to me."

Design drawings?

The mayor was bewildered.

The shipyard owners were bewildered.

Most of the shipwrights also looked bewildered.

What design drawings?

Where did this design drawing, supposedly passed down from eight hundred years ago, come from?

However, among the crowd, a shipwright who looked very old changed his expression. He almost subconsciously looked at Fisherman Tom was also in the crowd.

Roa continued, "I'll count to five. If the design drawings aren't ready by then, then I'm sorry."

"One."

He counted.

"What design drawings?! I've never even heard of them!"

"I've never heard of it either!"

Roa counted out the second number, "Two."

Suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky above the Water 7.

"Lord Roa, you must be mistaken! I've been a shipwright on this island for decades, and I've never heard of any design plans!"

Roa completely ignored him and continued counting on his own.

"Three."

Boom!

Dazzling lightning crackled in the clouds, and bolts of violent lightning seemed poised to strike, threatening to level the island below at any moment.

"If you really have the design drawings, whoever has them should bring them out quickly!"

Someone screamed, nearly in despair, "Otherwise, everyone will die!"

"Anyone, please help us!"

Fear and despair had driven everyone to scream in despair.

"Four--"

Roa's voice trailed off.

Because a tall figure squeezed out from the crowd.

"It's with me."

The yellow-skinned Fish-Man, panting heavily, stared intently at Roa while pulling a stack of papers from his pocket and handing them to him.

"Roa, what you want is with me!"

"Oh?"

Roa narrowed his eyes. "Very good."

The outcome is still in your hands.

That works too.

In short, the Pluton Blueprints are in hand.