Pluton

It will probably take another ten days before the pirate ship is truly completed.

During this time, Teach and his companions wouldn't just sit idly in Water Seven.

News of the Night Pirates' arrival in Water Seven quickly spread throughout the entire Water Seven.

"Hey, hey! Iceberg, Uncle Tom, the Night Pirates are here in Water Seven!" In the wrecked ship area on one side of Water Seven, young Flam, wearing an open floral shirt and swim trunks, shouted loudly.

The current Flam has not changed his name to Franky.

"Huh? The Night Pirates? What are they doing in Water Seven now?" The young Iceberg walked out of the house, somewhat puzzled upon hearing Flam's words.

Nowadays, Water Seven is not frequented by many people. Even pirates only come occasionally to replenish their supplies.

"I don't know, but it seems to be in the Galley-La Shipyard. There are pirate ships Night Pirates, and they started building them a year ago." Flam shook his head. He couldn't access that level. As one of the top shipyards in Water Seven, the Galley-La Shipyard wasn't a place he could just walk into.

Although he followed the Fishman Tom, he was ostracized by the residents of Water Seven due to his identity, and was nothing more than a hoodlum in Water Seven.

However, with the arrival of the Night Pirates, some news also spread from the Galley-La Shipyard, and soon many people knew that there were many shipwrights in the Galley-La Shipyard who were all residents of Water Seven.

"Oh, I see. I think I know a little about it. A little over a year ago, the Galley-La Shipyard received a big order to build three giant ships, each over a hundred meters long, using mostly the remaining Adam Tree branches and other precious woods from Water Seven." Iceberg knew a bit about this. Unlike Flam, he had a job at the City Hall.

He had plenty of free time, though. He lived here as Tom's apprentice, learning shipbuilding techniques from him.

In this shipwreck area, there is an abundance of timber for them to practice with and improve their shipbuilding skills.

"This is a mega deal worth tens of billions of Beli, and the city government is taking it very seriously. After all, you know the current situation in Water Seven." Iceberg sighed as he spoke. As an orphan, a native of Water Seven, and a city government employee, he undoubtedly knew more about the situation in Water Seven and was very worried about Iceberg.

"This order is highly confidential. Apart from the senior management of the Galley-La Shipyard and the mayor, very few people know about it. However, I didn't expect it to be an order from the Night Pirates." Iceberg was somewhat surprised, but more than that, he was happy.

He knew the current situation of Water Seven; their financial problems were severe, and they couldn't come up with any money. With the large sum of money brought by this deal, they could undoubtedly hold on for a long time, as long as they were frugal.

Flam was already terrified by Iceberg's words; his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, speechless.

"I only just found out about something this big. Looks like I'm in for a lot of work." After a while, Iceberg realized, "I need to go to the Galley-La Shipyard. The President should be there now."

In addition to being a city government employee, he was also a shipwright at the Galley-La Shipyard.

The mayor of Water Seven is also the President of Galley-La Shipyard. Because of this, after becoming the mayor of Water Seven, Iceberg was able to use Galley-La Shipyard as a base to acquire other top shipyards in Water Seven and form the Galley-La Company.

As Tom's apprentice, Iceberg inherited all the shares of the Sea Train that Tom built, controlling the economic lifeline of Water Seven and its future. This is an important bargaining chip for Iceberg to become mayor. More importantly, he is the mayor's protégé, very capable, and becoming mayor is absolutely legitimate.

He controls the Iceberg of the Sea Train and the lifeline of the shipbuilding industry in Water Seven. He can transport large quantities of timber for shipbuilding, which is why he was able to annex other shipyards.

Under his leadership Water Seven returned to its former glory, becoming even more prosperous and no longer under the control of the World Government.

The Iceberg has now caught the eye of the current mayor, who has taken a liking to it.

The Sea Train that Tom is designing and building also carries their hopes.

Iceberg turned and went into the house, grabbed a small bag, and shouted, "Uncle Tom, I'm going to work now!" before rushing out.

Inside the room, a tall, fat, yellow-skinned Fish-Man was sitting in a chair, drawing blueprints. After Roger was executed, he was brought to the judicial ship for trial because he had built a ship for the Pirate King Gol D. Roger. However, he explained the design and concept of the Sea Train to the presiding judge, which led the judge to change the verdict and give him some time to build it.

This is the Sea Train, which Tom has been perfecting, designing, and building.

"Flam, I'm off." After saying goodbye to Flam, she quickly ran towards the Galley-La Shipyard.

On the other side, "Teach, are you sure that the Fishman Tom really has the blueprints for the construction of the Ancient Weapon Pluton?" Rediat looked at Teach beside him, his eyes wide with surprise, his pupils shrinking, somewhat incredulous.

He was shocked to hear this from Teach, as it was Ancient Weapon. However, he quickly realized that it wasn't a real Ancient Weapon, but rather blueprints.

He could sense that Teach wasn't lying, nor did he need to. As the Fishman Tom who built the pirate ship that became the Pirate King, he already held the title of the world's greatest shipwright.

Despite his sins, he built Sea Train a form of atonement. His ability to propose such an extraordinary idea and put it into practice earned him the recognition of shipwrights.

The Ancient Weapon Pluton was born in Water Seven eight hundred years ago. It is normal for it to exist in Water Seven if the blueprints were not damaged.

If the blueprints for Pluton's construction are on the Fishman Tom, Rediat thinks there's a high probability of that.

"What? Are you going to bring it over?" Rediat couldn't help but ask with a smile. Although it was a question, Rediat already knew Teach's thoughts. He understood Teach; even if he didn't have a copy of the blueprints for Pluton's construction, he needed to have at least one.

"No, of course we'll take it, but we need to make a copy. The World Government has its eye on the Pluton Blueprints; we can't take them, otherwise it might attract their attention." Teach shook his head. "This situation is easy to guess."

"Taking it is easy, but making a copy without being detected is a bit difficult." Rediat frowned. Just as he said, as long as the location is known, one can obtain what one wants without being noticed through his shadow and directly store it in his Shadow Space.

Teach knew that his Observation Haki had the effect of imaging, but the real challenge was the latter.

"Don't worry about it so much." Hearing Rediat's concerns, Teach smiled and shook his head. "Just bring the design drawings over and take pictures of them. So what if we get caught? Fishman Tom has no evidence, he can only guess at most."

With the current strength of their Night Pirates, they no longer need to worry about these things. Would Fishman Tom reveal this matter? Impossible.

The blueprints for the battleship "Pluton" were not lost.

"However, just to be on the safe side, we should bring Lafitte along. We still need to keep our tracks hidden, in case the World Government gets something out of Fishman Tom."

The key lies with Tom; with Lafitte around, the impact can be minimized.

"Okay, where are the blueprints?" Rediat nodded and asked.

"On the right wall of his room, behind a drawing hanging on the wall, there's a hidden compartment." Teach stopped there; for Rediat, knowing the location was enough.

Fishman Tom is quite powerful, Teach is unsure whether a normal approach would be detected by Rediat Fishman Tom handle the situation personally.

At night, in the house of the Fishman Tom, who was not there, it was convenient for Rediat to take action.

Tom is building the Sea Train, but it's only in its initial stages. After all, it took him and his two apprentices a full ten years to complete it.

With the help of others, the process would undoubtedly be faster, but it wasn't.

In the darkness, shadows emerged and gradually extended until they reached the location Teach had mentioned, where Rediat and Lafitte were both hidden within Rediat's Shadow Space.

Although there was a lock on that hidden compartment, it wasn't sealed, and since it wasn't sealed, it couldn't keep out Rediat's shadow.

Inside, the shadows swallowed the blueprints, which then drifted down from the Shadow Space and landed in Lafitte's hands.

"Is this the blueprint for the legendary Ancient Weapon Pluton?" Lafitte smiled, curiously examining the blueprint in his hand.

"Let's take a look together," Rediat said, as he was also very curious about Pluton.

They leaned forward slightly to look at the blueprints, and then, the two of them were slightly taken aback. They could clearly see the overall shape of the warship: a menacing-looking warship with huge cannons.

However, when they looked behind them, they were completely bewildered. They couldn't understand it. The blueprints were right there, but they couldn't decipher them. Even with their limited knowledge, they couldn't understand what was drawn on the blueprints.

They exchanged a helpless glance; this was something only the world's top shipwrights could understand.

After all, these are blueprints for an ancient warship; they can't be built so easily.

"Let's get to work first. We can hand this over to someone who can understand it later." Rediat shook his head, took out his camera, and photographed the design drawings one by one from top to bottom to avoid disrupting the original layout.

It didn't take long for Rediat and his team to photograph all of Pluton's design blueprints.

Things were much easier than expected. More importantly, they were trying to prevent Tom from noticing anything unusual and guessing that it was the Night Pirates.

Originally, they planned to have Lafitte hypnotize the Fishman Tom, but then they decided against it. Hypnosis has many drawbacks. Short-term hypnosis or psychological suggestion is very effective, but long-term hypnosis has a low success rate and is easier to detect. Moreover, the uncertainty is too great; even Lafitte cannot guarantee success.

It will most likely be discovered after a period of time.

But doing nothing is impossible. This is Tom's house, and he knows the situation inside very well. Any slight abnormality could be noticed.

Of course, this is Teach's idea; it's also possible that the Fishman Tom won't discover anything.

But they were still worried.

Therefore, a second method was devised: to create an accident.

Fishman Tom's house is located high up in the shipwreck area, but it needs to be renovated every year after the Aqua Laguna.

The shipwreck area is located on the coast of Water Seven. Further in, there are cliffs more than ten meters high. Fishman Tom's house is right on the edge of the cliff.

By orchestrating an accident, they can absolve Rediat group of the consequences of their actions.

At the same time, such an accident cannot be man-made; it must be made to appear as a natural event, and the commotion cannot be too great, otherwise it is very likely to attract the attention of the Fishman Tom and be discovered by him.

Rediat naturally had a way. The Shadow Power invaded the ground, controlling the corrosive force attached to it, eroding a corner of the cliff wall, which was located above the Fishman Tom's house.

The hard rock wall, eroded inside, trembled slightly and sank a little. Cracks gradually appeared on the rock wall, and fine sand and gravel slid out from the cracks.

You can't see it unless you look closely; it's hidden in the cracks of the rock, where dark shadows gnaw away at it like a carbuncle.

Finally, "Click!"

"Gurgle!"

A huge rock fell from the cliff face, descending from the sky. With a little force pushing it, it landed directly on the wall where the blueprints for Pluton Fishman Tom kept, but not directly there. Nevertheless, it smashed a large crater into the entire wall.

The loud noise startled Tom and Flam, who were standing nearby in the shipyard.

This is Tom's shipyard. It's not big, but it's small yet complete. It was here that Tom built the Oro Jackson of the Roger Pirates.

What happened?

"Let's go take a look."

The two walked out of the shipyard and looked in the direction of the house not far away. Although it was night, they could see a large crater in the roof, as if something had fallen down there.

"A stone actually fell down! How unlucky!" Flam exclaimed, his eyes wide.

Stepping inside, although it wasn't a complete mess, the huge rock had severely damaged the walls and some of the fixtures.

Tom breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the area depicted in the painting on the wall was unharmed.

"Haha, it's just a rock! As a real man, hurry up and help. It'll be a problem if it rains." Tom laughed as he looked at Flam, then went inside to tidy up the damaged items.

Seeing this, Flam pursed his lips and went inside to help.

"These are the blueprints for Pluton's construction?" Teach couldn't understand the photos in his hand either.

"Hmm, even if you were to forge this, it would be quite a hassle." Rediat swirled his wine glass in his hand.

"This is something we don't need to worry about right now."

In Teach's mind Ancient Weapon Pluton was not as important as Uranus and Poseidon, and Rediat shared the same opinion. The materials on the blueprints alone were enormous; without sufficient capital, it was simply impossible to forge it.

In this world, the World Government is the most capable of creating Pluton.

"Next up is Impel Down," Teach said, smiling and glancing at Rediat beside him.

"Is that so?" Rediat's expression was indifferent. For some reason, when the moment actually arrived, he did not feel the excitement he had before.