Biba Amatori Surprises Sand Crocodile!

While the World Government was making various preparations for Imu's upcoming trip, their efforts in the Kabane World did not stop at all.

This super battleship from another planet, named Sea Star, only dispatched a small landing craft because the Star Gate entrance was too small.

But it was still enough to stir up Tornado in this Star Gate World No. 0001, affecting every aspect of the lives of countless people.

On that Biba Amatori took the train back to Iwato Station, and was astonished by the scene before her as soon as she stepped out of the station gate.

He stood on the high platform, looking down at the city below. There were no Kabane in the streets and alleys, and no more gunshots or cries of agony.

Only large numbers of men and women were cleaning up the remaining bloodstains, clearing the charred ruins, and repairing the damaged houses, each with a slight smile on their face.

Around the station and further afield on the city walls, stood men in black armed with strange weapons, seemingly with no intention of interfering with the activities of the people.

"Biba Amatori, right?"

At that moment, an Army Major wearing a black Coat of Justice walked over and asked him, "It's me." Biba Amatori looked away and said, "It's me."

"Come with me, Vice Admiral Crocodile wants to see you." After saying that, the Major didn't wait for his reply and turned around to walk quickly down the steps.

Biba Amatori naturally followed, but his brow furrowed slightly, for he sensed a rather obvious disdain in the Major's eyes.

Leaving the station and entering the streets of the built-up area, the vibrant atmosphere of daily life immediately greets you.

"Mom! Mom! It's lunchtime!"

A little girl who looked about seven or eight years old excitedly grabbed the corner of her young mother's kimono, jumping and shouting with excitement, which made the adults who were still working around look on with anticipation.

"Yes, those Army officers will be sending over delicious bread and milk soon, aren't you happy?" Mom said with a gentle smile.

"And luncheon meat! Luncheon meat is the most delicious!"

Hahahaha!

The little girl's earnest emphasis elicited laughter from many people, and this joyful atmosphere swept away the lingering smell of blood and burning in the air like a gentle breeze.

The locals have generally heard of the World Government, the Army, and Lieutenant Vice Admiral Crocodile, but because no one has explained these concepts to them in detail, they don't fully understand them.

But the fighting power that wiped out the entire Kabane city in just a day and a half, the soft bread, fragrant milk, and salty luncheon meat delivered on time three times a day, and the strict discipline that did not disturb the people at all, were enough to make them quickly accept the existence of this mysterious army.

Honestly, under these circumstances, for these ordinary people at the bottom of society, no one really cares whether the ruler is the Shogunate or someone else.

What they didn't know was that the overall discipline of the Army soldiers wasn't as excellent as it seemed; the five thousand men personally trained by Bullet were exceptions.

If they don't want to get kicked by Bullet when they get back, they have to follow the rules set by the latter.

Back when he was at Army Headquarters, Bullet had a number of times publicly kicked and killed any troublemakers who dared to defy him.

At the time, some people thought he would definitely be punished and sanctioned for doing this, but who would have thought that no one would care about Bullet at all.

Those at the top seemed completely unaware of these things.

From then on, the five thousand Army soldiers became completely obedient.

"Look, lunch is here!!!"

With an excited shout from afar, Biba Amatori, who was passing by with the Army Major in front of her, turned around and saw four Army riding strange motorcycles, slowly pulling a large iron box with four wheels.

During this process, people from both sides took out a plate one by one, on which were placed a piece of bread the size of two fists, a milk carton, and a tin can.

No one took an extra piece, and no one caused any trouble. Everyone who received food bowed to the four soldiers in gratitude.

Even the Major standing in front of him was being watched with gratitude by the people along the way.

After all, safety and basic needs are so precious after a disaster.

However, the Army soldiers did not react in the slightest, remaining expressionless and indifferent, which made Biba Amatori feel increasingly uneasy.

He wasn't thinking about the people, but rather he was worried that he would be treated coldly when he went to the Army Headquarters. Just thinking about that situation made him feel uncomfortable.

"We're here. Let's go inside. You should be more familiar with this place than we are."

"OK."

Biba Amatori nodded as she looked at the city gate before her, thinking to herself, "So they're using the city gate as a temporary base. Well, the General Manager's Office was destroyed, so if they don't want to sleep on the streets, they have no choice but to stay here."

The city walls on both sides of this 'post station' were high and thick enough that various rooms were built inside, serving as dormitories for the soldiers guarding the city and also facilitating the management of the city gate and walls.

Biba Amatori glanced at the Major's retreating figure, who seemed to have no intention of acknowledging him, and walked through the inner gate under the watchful eyes of the soldiers guarding both sides.

He had never actually been inside the walls of Iwato Station, but since the layout of each 'post station' was similar, he only needed to find the office of the guarding Samurai.

[Knock knock knock.]

"Come in."

Hearing the sound, Biba Amatori pushed open the door and entered.

The next moment, his face was 'washed' by the thick smoke that filled the room. This was extremely uncomfortable and disgusting for him, who did not smoke, but he managed to remain calm and look at the Titans sitting behind the desk.

Even sitting there, he was about the same height as the man with the slicked-back hair!

"I've heard you're the most talented and capable military person in the world?"

Crocodile, with a cigar dangling from his lips, casually asked, seemingly not intending for the other to sit down first. Biba Amatori didn't seem to mind and stood there speaking softly.

"Yes, you could say that."

"At least before you came into this world, I didn't see anyone more outstanding than me; all I saw were mediocre people."

Crocodile felt an inexplicable pressure from these words; he truly hadn't expected Biba Amatori to respond in this way.

"Hahaha--"

But almost at the same time, he made me laugh, and his classic, breathless laughter, mixed with the smoke in the air, echoed throughout the room.

This Biba Amatori speechless. What kind of person was this? Not only was his height outrageous, but his abilities were also incredible, and even his laughter was so distinctive.

Is this the Sea Star style?

"Interesting, kid. I'm starting to admire you. Sit down."

"Thanks."

Biba Amatori sat down in the chair, but as soon as he did, he realized he had to look up at Crocodile, thinking to himself, "I'd rather be standing!"

"I've received the orders from the base. They want you to witness our capture of Kongokaku, right?"

"And while we're at it, we'll send that general to you so you can personally kill your own father, right? Not bad, not bad, sounds interesting~~"

Crocodile took the cigar out of his mouth, revealing a clearly sinister smile. "But I'm not really into brute force. How about you cooperate and use some strategy?"

Biba Amatori did not answer immediately after hearing this, but pondered for a moment before raising his head.

"With an absolute advantage in combat power, yet unwilling to launch a direct assault, and considering my identity, are you planning a pointless inside-outside attack?"

"Huh?!" Crocodile looked at him in surprise, thinking to himself, "This kid..."

Well... because I've spent too much time in the reader group, I don't have time to write the midnight chapter, so there won't be any more after this one. However, I can still guarantee three chapters tomorrow, but the timing is uncertain. I need some time to adjust and get back to the midnight three-chapter-a-day rhythm as soon as possible.