"My stomach hurts too much. Forget it."
Magellan hesitated, then sadly waved his hand and declined the cigar. His gaze shifted to the newly arrived prisoners being forcibly disinfected by the guards.
"Katakuri, with a bounty of 1.057 billion Beli, and Smoothie, with 932 million Beli..."
Magellan clicked his tongue twice. "Every last one of them is an incredible monster. Added together, these criminals' bounties must come to five or six billion Beli, right?"
"I just calculated it. It's more than that."
Shiryu of the Rain weighed a report in his hand and said calmly, "The exact figure should be 8.65 billion Beli."
"Eight point six billion..."
Magellan was dazed for a moment.
Even though the world-shaking news had happened a week ago, he and Shiryu had read that newspaper over and over again.
Yet hearing that astronomical figure still filled him with shock.
"After all, they raided an Emperor of the Sea's nest."
Shiryu of the Rain exhaled a cloud of smoke and said flatly, "If Big Mom hadn't died, the total would have exceeded ten billion Beli..."
His feelings were equally complicated. Just like when he had first seen that newspaper last week, there was pride, amazement, and a faint sense of loss.
8.6 billion Beli...
He vaguely remembered that, back when he and Noah's batch of Marine Headquarters recruits had interned at G2 Branch, their assessment had been based on the total bounties of the pirates they killed.
And in the first month, Noah had submitted the astonishing result of 860 million Beli, hadn't he?
One person's assessment score had surpassed the combined total of everyone else's, causing a sensation at the time. Across the entire history of the Elite Training Camp, no second person had ever achieved anything so outrageous.
In the blink of an eye,