Impel Down-Brand Imported Pirates, You Know What I Mean?

New World G-5 Marine Base.

In the reception room, Doflamingo sat on the sofa, giving a strange look to the person opposite him who was wearing Seastone shackles on his hands... the Shichibukai, Crush Strike Smoker.

He came to G-5 today at the invitation of the authorities, and when he arrived, he never expected to see such a scene here!

How did a Shichibukai end up like this?

Smoker sat awkwardly on the sofa, looking at Doflamingo, unsure how to explain.

Just then, the door to the reception room was pushed open, and Ortolan walked in with a smile, saying, "Sorry, sorry, Dover, I had some things to take care of."

Doflamingo quickly stood up and said with a smile, "It's alright, I don't have anything urgent to do, I have plenty of time."

Ortolan was still very hospitable, personally brewing tea for Doflamingo and Smoker and placing it in front of them. Then, he took out the Seastone shackles and key and unlocked Smoker.

"Your little brother just arrived and has already given us 200 million Belly. We've counted them, and not a penny is missing. Congratulations, your renewal is successful! Your Shichibukai Trial Card has been converted into a full membership." Ortolan shook hands with Smoker and said sincerely.

Upon hearing this news, Smoker was so moved that he almost cried. To be honest, if he could go back to the past, back to the day he chose whether or not to accept the World Government's offer of amnesty and become Shichibukai, he would never have become this damn Shichibukai!

Let whoever wants to be a Shichibukai be one! He even wants to recommend it to his arch-enemies so they can experience the fun of Shichibukai!

As for now, Smoker has decided that he is determined to Shichibukai. Shichibukai will take it for granted, and anyone who tries to stop him will be beaten to death. Just kidding, this is a position I've endured so much hardship and suffering, and spent two hundred million to buy. I absolutely cannot waste it!

Seeing Smoker's grief-stricken expression, Ortolan looked puzzled and asked, "Why are you making such a face? Isn't this a happy occasion? Hurry up and thank me!"

"Thank you... thank you..." Smoker didn't dare to argue with Ortolan, enduring the humiliation, and still had to say thank you.

"It's alright, don't be so polite. We're all brothers under the World Government." Ortolan patted Smoker on the shoulder, then said earnestly, "But this New World isn't easy to navigate. Everyone's having a tough time, you know?"

"Huh?" Smoker looked at Ortolan with surprise and confusion, not quite understanding his meaning for a moment.

"Ahem... Our Shichibukai members will receive even more VIP services. If you encounter any difficulties in the New World, you can contact me anytime. As long as the service fee is paid, I'm happy to help the guys under the World Government. Understand?" Ortolan nodded at him and said.

Smoker thought to himself, "I've encountered so many difficulties in this New World, and it's all because of you, you bastard!"

So, it seems my membership as a member of the Shichibukai isn't for life, is it? Now that I have the chance, you want me to renew it?

Although his heart was heavy, Smoker still had to put on a grateful expression and nodded in agreement, saying, "If I ever encounter any difficulties in the future, I will definitely ask for your help, Vice Admiral Bane..."

"Yes, yes, it's good that you understand this principle." Ortolan nodded with satisfaction.

Then, the scene fell silent. Doflamingo looked at the two guys, not knowing what to say for a moment, Smoker was equally at a loss for words.

After a moment of silence, Ortolan looked at Smoker with a strange expression and said, "What are you still sitting here for? Go and enjoy the new life of a Shichibukai! Your little brother is waiting for you at the dock!"

"Ah? May I leave now?" Smoker quickly stood up, not even bothering with the hot tea on the table, and hurriedly left. When he left, he even made sure to politely close the door to the guest room.

After Smoker left, Ortolan sat down on the sofa, picked up the cup of tea that no one had drunk, took a sip, and said to Doflamingo with a smile, "You flatter me."

"No, I should say it was an eye-opening experience..." Doflamingo shook his head with emotion.

He had always felt that Ortolan was a bit underhanded, treating him like a lackey.

He was True Celestial Dragon of the Yellow Banner, the Little Tyrant of the North Blue!

Don't you have any respect or courtesy towards him at all?

But when he saw the miserable state of Smoker, Doflamingo finally calmed down. Ortolan treated Doflamingo like a brother!

We can't ask for too much, this is enough!

"See? Am I fair and just? I can't just let Doflamingo pay the money for the Shichibukai, otherwise wouldn't that be looking down on you? Don't worry, from now on, anyone who wants to Shichibukai will have to pay a guarantee fee of 20 billion Beli. It's just that Crocodile is hiding in Alabasta and won't come out, but don't worry, he won't be shortchanged. I've calculated the interest for him, and I'll collect it all from him when I have the chance." Ortolan said with a smile, looking like he was very righteous.

"Fair, absolutely fair!" Doflamingo gave a thumbs-up in admiration.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about these things anymore. Have you sorted things out with Mary Geoise? If you have, I'll start preparing to recommend you for the position of Shichibukai..." Ortolan asked, putting down his teacup.

Upon hearing this, Doflamingo sighed helplessly and said, "If those bastards on Mary Geoise had even half the sense of honor of Vice Admiral Bane, I wouldn't be so worried. I tried using my connections and made some moves, spending a lot of money, but all I got were rejections..."

"Those guys really have no sense of morality." Ortolan frowned, then said, "If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't know what pain is."

"So what do you mean?" Doflamingo's eyes lit up as he looked at Ortolan and asked.

"Find an opportunity to rob him. It's almost the end of the year, and it'll soon be 1501. All the countries should be handing over their Celestial Gold soon. You know the North Blue well. Just find a couple of Celestial Gold ships, rob them, and threaten Mary Geoise. This is a matter of face for the World Government, so they'll definitely give in," Ortolan advised.

In the original story, Doflamingo became Shichibukai precisely because of this trick, no doubt about it.

Doflamingo paused for a moment, then asked with some concern, "Isn't this a bit too much of a slap in the face? Is it really appropriate? What if we push them too far..."

"If you push them too far, they'll send the Marines to wipe you out, right?" Ortolan rolled his eyes, then said, "I am Marines, what are you worried about? Find a place to hide, and I'll make arrangements for you. Headquarters will just pretend they can't find you. After a while, let's see who gets anxious."

Doflamingo looked at Ortolan in silence for a moment, then grinned and said, "Vice Admiral Bane, the World Government truly deserves a loyal and righteous man like you!"

"Ah, it's all their good fortune," Ortolan said, waving his hand with an extremely thick skin, feigning modesty.

After finishing that topic, Ortolan said, "The reason I called you here is to ask you to recommend any labor-intensive, high-profit industries. I'd like to get involved in them..."

"Labor-intensive?" Doflamingo paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Are you planning to use Marines personnel to make money for you?"

It's not surprising that Doflamingo would think this way. He's seen this kind of thing plenty of times in the North Blue. Those branch Marines base commanders would often send their own Marines soldiers out to do private jobs.

Ortolan is in the New World, far from the emperor's reach, and he has Marines 20,000 to 30,000 men under his command. If he really wanted to create such a situation, he would indeed have an abundant manpower.

"No, that's not it. As a Marines commander, I've always been dedicated to the well-being of my subordinates. How could I possibly exploit them like this? It's like this: I imported a batch of pirates from Impel Down, intending to enslave them. There should be around fifty or sixty thousand, right? And there's a steady stream of more coming. Of those, I have other uses for twenty or thirty thousand. As for the rest, they need to create value..." Ortolan said confidently.

Doflamingo?

What does "imported pirate" mean? I, Doflamingo, have been immersed in all walks of life in the Underworld for many years, how come I've never heard of this professional term before?