Ding-a-ling! Clang!!!
A clear, resonant sound rang across the sky. A golden avenue of flowers unfurled, petals blooming one after another. Their collisions formed lingering notes, and the avenue stretched across the heavens, dazzling as a meteor.
"What's that?"
Numerous pirate crews in the New World looked up at the golden blur. It strode along a golden avenue of flowers like a meteor, as if a Great Emperor were making an entrance, radiating an awe-inspiring, majestic mystery.
This kind of flying, straight out of a fantasy or immortal-cultivation tale, was beyond many people's comprehension. It even overturned their understanding of what they were seeing.
After half a year, Stussy and Betty had put Poppy Island in excellent order, and it had gradually returned to its former prosperity.
It had now become one of the Richest Group's smaller headquarters.
Even though not a single one of them had ever come back!
Stussy and Betty had been left holding down the fort the entire time.
The businesses in the Red Light District and the pharmaceutical supply chain were thriving, too.
They currently held ten percent of the world's market share. The rest had all been divided among other powers.
A luxurious manor stood on the mountainside, its main building towering over an enormous estate!
As usual, Stussy had gotten up early to handle business. Betty would probably be along later; Stussy didn't need to guess to know that foolish woman was still asleep.
"Hmm?"
Stussy was handling paperwork with her white-glint glasses on when she abruptly looked up and out the window. A golden point of light was approaching in the sky, and within a few breaths, it had arrived above the island.
People on the streets in every city looked up at the seemingly endless golden avenue of flowers. At its