"Child, why don't you speak?"
Has so much time passed that life has forgotten Adam and me?
No, Roger said people remember us, and they long to save us.
Now, Adam is dead, and I am the only tree left that holds the planet together. His roots once surrounded the foundations of the continents, but his death caused the lands to shatter and pile up.
My existence is to absorb enough water to ensure that the planet's sea level does not rise indefinitely.
But I am so weak, child, I am so weak.
Adam could have accumulated a vast ocean, but he died, and all his burdens fell on me.
Although the Moon People planted another tree, that tree usurped Adam's power, barely keeping the continents in a ring shape.
This was a good thing, but that tree was different from Adam; he was more well-rounded, but not capable enough.
On the one hand, he took away Adam's power, and on the other hand, he continued to vie for my sustenance.
He can do what Adam and I can each do.
But in every aspect, he didn't do well enough.
On the continental shelf, it is not strong enough to control the entire globe, so much so that completely unpredictable weather and disasters occur at the planet's equator.
In terms of the circulation and control of seawater, he is far less capable than I am of perfectly coordinating the planet's water supply.
Life was born between me and Adam, and children would call us parents.
But I'm so sorry, my child, a mother can't do better.
The descendants of the Moon People have always remained hidden in the corners of history, constantly reshaping the world.
But I was powerless to stop it!
I... can you hear me, child? Are you still listening?
I've heard your voice before, but I seem to have forgotten; this is the first time I've heard a new voice from you.
So, are too many people talking to you?
Or perhaps my voice isn't loud enough due to weakness?
My child, if you can find my voice among almost infinite sounds, then I hope you will remember everything I am saying now.
Once you learn to listen, I'm willing to spend my whole life with you.
In addition, I would like to ask you for a few more pieces of information.
I care deeply about the children I have spoken with.
Those children were all very good children; they helped me a lot in their time, but I gradually lost touch with them.
One of them was named Nika, and the other was named Roger.
Roger told me that Nika was dead, but he also said that Nika would eventually return. He said it was a prophecy, a destiny. But aren't prophecies and destiny just stories I chatted about when Adam and I were sharing our life rings?
Has Nika returned? Is he really dead? Roger, though passionate, is always vague. He carries many West City on his shoulders, and he likes that.
But I know that he did that because no one could help him. I had become so weak that I could no longer move. My canopy could no longer command the Sea King of the world. In fact, I had given the canopy itself to those lovely children in the sea because of my continued weakness and inability to control it.
Adam possessed many powers; the elements of the world, the rules of all things, whether reality or fantasy, were all his dreams and the energy he could manipulate.
I am weak, inherently weak. I can only control the weather to monitor rainfall around the world and thus maintain sea level stability.
Originally, I could have summoned every creature in the sea, but after I gave this portion of my power, which I could no longer bear, to the children, they seemed to be able to summon only the powerful sea creatures, who were smarter and more ancient, so ancient that they still remembered that I was their mother.
I've said so much to you, just like when I first heard Roger's voice.
Don't blame me, I'm very anxious because I'm about to die. I was supposed to have a lifespan of billions of years, but now I only have less than thirty years left to live.
My roots, which spanned the world, have vanished. The descendants of the Moon People, the immortal Imu and his children, once searched the world for my roots and severed them.
Nika tried to stop them many times, but it seems Nika efforts have failed, and Roger, who promised me, seems to have made no move.
They first spread their influence across the world, and later they came together, but no matter how they lived, their purposes and ambitions could only bring disaster to the world.
Please remember my words, and please do my best to offer me even the slightest help!
Even if you, my child, can't do anything like Roger, that's okay. As long as you can talk to me for a few words, even just a few words, my child.
Finally, I wish you could always bask in the sunshine. Whether you succeed or not, I am willing to listen to your failures and offer you my heartfelt encouragement and love, my child.
I love you, I love each and every one of you, and I love the whole world.
Goodbye, child.
Gawain did indeed hear the long message Eve had left for him.
But at that moment, he was powerless to respond!
Just as he spread his electric current to every railroad track along the entire Grand Line, and extended his Observation Haki Mantra to every part of his body...
The voice echoing in his mind was enough to make his nose bleed profusely!!!
Beside the Golden Throne, Franky's eyes were originally full of expectation and pride, while Spandam's eyes were still full of flattery!
And then... in the very next instant, when Spandam saw Gawain's nose bleeding profusely!
Spandam, a thousand times faster than Franky, kicked Gawain off the Golden Throne!
This kick damaged eighty percent of Spandam's parts; the Inazuma gathering around Gawain was simply too intense!
Even so, Spandam didn't feel sad, because he knew clearly that everything he had now came from Gawain!
As a member of the Dark Bird Ship, Spandam was well aware that he was, in a sense, Franky's plaything and object of revenge.
But so what? Spandam has already met his father!
With Saint Gawain's backing, Spandam has a status comparable to CP0, and even his father has to bow down to him!
As for power, now that he is in charge of battlefield cleanup and the head of the logistics and finance raiding team, he can even use his position to mobilize all the lives he sees!
Three days ago, after the war ended, Spandam was swaggering around commanding nearly a million men, whitewashing Gawain on the battlefield!
That's over a million people!
What power that is!
See?
Why are there always a few treacherous ministers around emperors?
Because every emperor knows very well that until a treacherous minister becomes more powerful than the emperor, he will always be the most loyal one!
Because everything a treacherous minister has comes from the emperor!
Why did Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty die such a tragic death?
Because he misunderstood the role of a sycophant; he mistakenly believed himself to be powerful enough to make the four great families his sycophants!
Why did the Qin Empire collapse after only two generations?
Because the First Emperor was too confident!
Because he didn't think he would die on the road, and he certainly didn't think his son was so... pedantic!
The First Emperor even pushed Fusu to make connections with the Admiral who commanded the army!
Even if he didn't like it, he still placed Fusu near Prince Meng Li and others, forming a group between them!
As a result of Zhao Gao's order, the heir committed suicide!
What can be done?
As for Zhao Gao, this somewhat capable but treacherous minister?
Was Zhao Gao not loyal during the reign of the First Emperor?
In short, thanks to the quick thinking and decisive action of the treacherous Spandam, Gawain was finally freed from his painful state.
So, Gawain suppressed the lightning all over his body, lay on the ground, rolled his eyes, and stared at the ceiling!
How many messages did he just receive?
Every tree, every bird and fish, every cloud, even every ship, every animal, and every grain of sand, is speaking to him!
Every soul that speaks is filled with a sense of urgency; even a stone longs to be understood!
It's easy to imagine that even with Gawain intelligence, his calculation and processing speed is far inferior to that of a supercomputer when processing so much information in a short time!
The consequences of overworking the brain are terrible; falling into a coma is just a minor one.
Even more terrifying, Gawain was horrified to discover that he couldn't shut down his own ears!
He just had a nosebleed, not only because he overworked his brain, but also because he unknowingly spoke two sentences to every soul in the world!
And now, when he no longer tries to express himself, but simply listens.
His nosebleed stopped naturally.
Gawain raised his right hand and gently swung it. He tried to get up, but he was incredibly dizzy, so dizzy that the whole world seemed to be spinning, and his own soul felt like it was constantly experiencing bungee jumping.
Seeing Gawain's actions, Spandam, who was smoking in the distance, groaned and tried to get up, but he couldn't because he was stuck by the melting parts on his body!
Fortunately, Spandam's groans reached Franky's ears, and Franky finally came to his senses.
"Gorilla, that's impossible! My calculations couldn't be wrong!"
Even if the calculations were wrong and the adults couldn't connect the tracks, they shouldn't have gotten nosebleeds!
Damn it, my knowledge of biology is only so-so; if it were Vegapunk, I'd have no problem.
Mechanics is just as awesome, but adults aren't machines, what a pity!
While muttering to himself, Franky helped Gawain up. Listening to Franky's words, Gawain rolled his eyes again, speechless.
These tech people simply can't compete with the sycophants when it comes to social skills.
It's only because he's a wise ruler; otherwise, in just this short time, Franky might have been remembered by tyrants and incompetent rulers.
However, Gawain didn't say anything. On one hand, he knew what kind of person Franky was, and on the other hand, he understood Franky's importance.
On the other hand, he was so dizzy that he couldn't speak. Even when he tried to open his mouth, he felt a dizziness and nausea as if his brains were about to fall to the ground!
Looking at the extremely weak Gawain, Franky rubbed his chin.
"I understand mechanics, but I can't repair adults."
Wait a minute, that's not right, am I a healer?!
Doctor!!!
Someone get me here, damn it, get me here right now!!!
Help! Gawain needs medical attention, quick!!!
He finally remembered to call for help...
Before long, Gawain was successfully lying in a hospital bed.
The room reeked of blood, and even the hospital bed was stained with blood. The hospital had been so crowded these past few days that even though Chopper tried his best to wipe the bed clean, he couldn't get it any cleaner.
Look, at this point, even Chopper's fur has turned red...
While Chopper was wiping his sweat, Kureha lifted Gawain's eyelids to look at him, listened to his Gawain, and then frowned deeply.
Nearby, Crocus gripped Gawain's wrist for a long time before quietly lowering his eyes.
Gawain glanced at it twice and panicked slightly.
I'm not afraid of doctors who are all smiles, I'm afraid of doctors with downcast eyes!
What exactly is going on?
I'm afraid I've been too hasty, but there's no one else in the world who can sit on the Golden Throne and connect the entire world's rail network in my place.
Gawain had actually considered having Vegapunk replicate a Rumble-Rumble Fruit, and then cultivating a monster that ate the Rumble-Rumble Fruit to try it out for him.
But considering the long wait, Gawain finally gritted his teeth and sat down himself.
So...?
"Gawain asked in a low voice."
"Kureha, Crocus, what exactly is going on?"
You all don't look well. I hope this isn't a joke. How am I?
As soon as he finished speaking, Gawain stared intently at the two people in front of him.
Meeting Gawain's gaze, Kureha sighed softly and said.
"Little Gawain, I encountered a situation like yours a long time ago."
When I saw you rush over here, I was still quite confused. Your physical condition is something that ordinary diseases can't possibly erode.
At that time, I thought your narcolepsy had flared up again.
Result...
Crocus, this disease... you obviously know it better than I do, you tell me about it!
"I know!"
Crocus nodded heavily, then looked at Gawain with a somber tone.
"My lord, you know about my past, don't you?"
You should know that Roger invited me to join his ship because Roger was diagnosed with a terminal illness.
And you now...
At this point, Crocus fell completely silent, while Gawain instantly furrowed his brow.
The same disease as Roger?
The same illness as Roger!!!
Chopper, who was wiping his sweat nearby, looked up in confusion.
"Grandpa Crocus, why are you still not saying what the illness is? As doctors, we should focus on the illness, not idle gossip. You scolded me for that before!"
"Yes, as a doctor, I really can't beat around the bush."
Therefore, Gawain!
Crocus gritted his teeth and said to Gawain with sadness and immense resentment.
"My lord, I'm afraid..."
"Etc."
Gawain waved his hand, and the heavy, domineering design enveloped the entire room.
Then, Gawain laughed.
"Alright, Chopper, you're the only one here who doesn't know about my illness."
Let me tell you, kid, I'm afraid I have the same terminal illness as Roger did back then.
And... I think I've figured out why Roger got a terminal illness!
I've even guessed a few ways to treat me.
As for whether those methods will work or not, let's try them out.
Don't worry about me, hurry up and wipe your tears. I've already said it so quickly, if you're still crying, then all my laughter was for nothing, kid~."
Despite feeling dizzy, Gawain sat up in bed and then pulled Chopper, who was terrified and burst into tears, into his arms.
As for what he had just guessed...