That's Mine!

Amidst the vast white expanse of heaven and earth, and within the majestic glaciers, a golden river meanders like a stream, its surface gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight.

Today seems to be a rare day of good weather on this Polar Ice Continent.

Kuzan sat quietly cross-legged in front of the 'Treasure Jade Iceberg', his eyes closed, letting the warm sunlight shine on him and enjoying the cold wind mixed with ice and snow blowing on his face.

There's something very strange about this place where the treasure is stored. It's clearly a layer of ice, so why does Chinjao call it Iceburg?

No matter how you look at it, it should be called the 'Treasure Jade Ice Bed'.

At this moment, Kuzan had focused his mind on the ice layer; in simpler terms, he was radiating his Divine Power and using his Observation Haki to constantly perceive the surroundings.

Last night, as he lay in bed about to fall asleep, a thought suddenly struck him: it wasn't that his physical strength hadn't met the Awakening requirements, but rather that his understanding of ice was insufficient.

So he wanted to try this meditation-like method.

At the same time,

The naval officers and officials who accompanied him stood at a distance to keep watch around him and help drive away the animals that lived there.

Don't underestimate these wild animals. Even a rabbit is like the 'Lapahn Rabbit' from the Drum Kingdom, capable of tearing brown bears apart with its bare hands. Such creatures would be considered monsters in some fantasy worlds, and ordinary people simply cannot deal with them.

However, when faced with this group of experts from the Marine Headquarters, whether they were magical beasts or monsters, anyone who dared to approach would be kicked away, then clutching the spot where they had been punched, and fleeing with a wronged expression.

Everyone watched Kuzan's retreating figure with expectant eyes, because no one wanted to leave empty-handed, even if the treasure beneath the ice didn't belong to them.

But bringing it back would be a great achievement, wouldn't it?

Time passed slowly, carried away by the cold wind, causing the golden sun in the blue sky to shift its position little by little, from dawn to noon, then to afternoon, evening, and night, until the Asahi Saiba slowly rose again the next day. Kuzan remained sitting there, motionless.

No one was impatient, but everyone still had to go on with their lives as usual.

The officials stayed in the igloos, some reading, some talking to their superiors, while the navy set up a perimeter, Teuchi any passing 'small animals' and then using Den Den Mushi to notify the camp to come and take them away, thus adding an extra meal to their evening meal.

"Wow, this polar bear is huge! It must be five meters tall!"

"Yeah, it would be quite a hassle to pull it back."

"By the way, what does bear meat taste like? Has anyone ever eaten it?"

"When I was a child, I did eat a two-meter-long black bear cub that my father cooked. It tasted like pig liver, had a pine resin smell, and the meat was very coarse and not tender. If you didn't sprinkle some salt on it, you really couldn't eat it."

Just as a dozen or so sailors, a mix of sergeants, corporals, Private First Class privates, were chatting and laughing around a Baymax lying in the snow, they didn't notice a group of menacing-looking people wielding various knives and weapons approaching from the other side of the Arctic.

The leader was a bald, burly man wearing a green coat, several feet taller than the polar bear, but his head was protruding like a small hill.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with anger as he looked at the group of sailors. His chest heaved as he suppressed his rage, and his fists, which were as big as casseroles, were clenched tightly.

"You bunch of thieves!!!"

[Boom------]

With a roar, a golden aura, as substantial as ocean waves, erupted from his body, interspersed with streaks of golden lightning that flickered constantly.

"Well----"

The moment they swept over the group of marines, everyone seemed to suffer a severe mental blow, their Byakugan rolling back as they fainted and lay silently on the cold snow.

"Enemy attack!!"

However, such a violent mental fluctuation was quickly noticed by the naval officers in the distance, and the cold atmosphere within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly became tense.

[Swish, swish, swish]

Streaks of white blurred across the snow-covered landscape at incredible speed, while groups of marines, armed with guns, clad in thick winter coats and white cloaks, came rushing in.

Before long, the uninvited guests were surrounded and had their vital parts aimed at them by black gun barrels.

But the leader remained unfazed, took a step forward, puffed out his chest, and shouted, "I am Chinjao, the twelfth generation pillar of the Happo Navy of the West Blue Kano Country! Tell your highest-ranking officer to come out and see me!"

He's very angry right now, extremely angry.

Upon receiving a report from subordinates stationed nearby that a large number of Marine warship and government vessels had appeared on the Ice Land, they rushed over immediately.

Sure enough, they were there to steal the treasure he had worked so hard to accumulate!

"Kano Country"

The naval officers exchanged glances, their eager anticipation subsiding, for this was a relatively well-known country among the Affiliated Nation.

"Go and call Director Bernal over!"

A Commodore gave orders to the marines behind him, who quickly took out Den Den Mushi to notify the camp behind them. Seeing this, Chinjao and the others could only suppress their restlessness and wait silently.

A moment later, three government officials, dressed in suits and ties with black fur-lined overcoats, walked into the center of the arena through the passageway cleared by the navy on both sides.

The man standing in the middle, leading the group, wore a light blue tie and had a Mediterranean Sea hairline. He looked at Chinjao with a gentle smile on his face.

"I am Bernal, currently a director of the Mineral Resources Department of the World Government. May I ask what brings you, Mr. Chinjao and the members of the Happo Navy?"

Chinjao was amused by this remark, looked down at the short man in front of him, and said angrily, "You have the nerve to ask me what I'm doing here? That's the question I should be asking you!"

"Speak, you navy officers, what are you doing here looking for my treasure!"

Faced with such an aggressive questioning, Director Bernal Zero puzzled and asked, "Your treasure?"

"Of course it's mine!"

"All that's behind you is the treasure I've accumulated over decades!"

Director Bernal shook his head, looking solemnly at this old pillar of the Happo Navy.

"Our intelligence indicates that beneath the ice somewhere on this Ice Land lies a vast treasure, possibly remnants from ancient times."

"After several days of investigation, it has been confirmed that it is completely frozen under the ice, with no way in or out, and no information that could be left by its owner. Therefore, according to the laws of the World Government, it is considered a natural resource."

Chinjao's eyes twitched, and the veins on his forehead bulged as he roared, "Nonsense!!"

"What natural resources, what ancient treasures? You're making a fool of me! With your World Government's intelligence capabilities, how could you not find out that my treasure is inside!"

Director Bernal sighed helplessly.

"Then how can you prove that the treasure beneath the ice behind you is yours?"

"This"

Chinjao was immediately dumbfounded, staring at the other person with his mouth agape, unable to utter a word. Right, how was he supposed to prove that the 'Treasure Jade Iceberg' was his?

Then they said, "How about we let you go over and take a look? If you can produce the treasure inside, we can talk about proof then?"

Under the watchful eyes of numerous naval personnel and Happo Navy, Chinjao silently touched his 'flat' bald head, realizing that he could only look but not touch it.

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Silence, a deathly silence, except for the howling of the cold wind carrying snowflakes and the sound of breathing, with Chinjao's increasingly heavy panting being the most noticeable.

His face grew increasingly ashamed and angry, until finally he roared in exasperation.

"What I say is mine, is mine!!"