The Wind Rises in the Underground World

Dressrosa, King's Plateau.

Doflamingo, clad in his pink feather coat, held a Den Den Mushi that had taken on a handsome appearance.

Could there be something special about the Artificial Devil Fruit left behind by Vegapunk?

Why would Moya want to obtain it?

Doflamingo, known as the philanthropist of Devil Fruits in the pirate world, had already lost the Goru Goru no Mi, the Ope Ope no Mi, and the Mera Mera no Mi.

"What do you want this Artificial Devil Fruit for? Is there something special about it? Don't you know there is a fifty percent chance of death if you eat this kind of fruit?"

Doflamingo still posed this question to Moya.

"I just don't want someone I absolutely loathe to eat it. Mingo, you should know that you've already lost the Ope Ope no Mi and the Goru Goru no Mi."

As the saying goes, don't touch a sore spot or slap a man in the face; Moya was giving Doflamingo absolutely no face at all.

"You are mocking me!!!"

Veins bulged on Doflamingo's forehead, his fingers twitching as if cramping, moving rapidly as if manipulating something.

"Don't be angry. Think about that Heart Vice Admiral; it's not easy to reach such a high position."

"Fufufufu~ Where should this fruit be sent?"

Doflamingo sent the fruit without another word, while simultaneously preparing to take action himself to go and kill Moya. A user with prophetic abilities—only I should possess such a thing.

"Forgot to tell you, Mingo, I also have a partnership with Umit. Just hand the fruit to him; he will deliver it for you. No need to trouble yourself with coming over. I'm such a scaredy-cat, hehehe~

Don't do anything out of line, or I don't know if Big News Morgans will report some major news about the Heart Vice Admiral tomorrow."

"Fufufufu~ You are good. It has been a long time since I met such an interesting opponent."

Doflamingo had reached his limit, and his Conqueror's Haki began to surge.

"Calm down, calm down, my partner. I am a man of my word. Stussy, the Queen of the Pleasure District, is a member of CP0; pay close attention to your safety.

At the same time, are you ready to welcome the chaos in the underworld? It's time to start grabbing the fat meat, hehehe~"

"Have the bastards of the World Government already reached their hands here? You be careful too, little brat Moya. Don't go dying at the hands of the World Government, fufufufu~"

Doflamingo understood the power of the World Government; they would never let a troublemaker like Moya, who disrupted the world's order, go unchecked.

After ordering Caesar to deliver the Artificial Devil Fruit to Umit's base, Doflamingo also began to take action against Stussy's industries.

Caesar had used this Artificial Devil Fruit left by Vegapunk to imitate and manufacture the many SMILE Fruits that existed today; it was a fruit of commemorative significance.

But at the thought of that bastard Vegapunk, combined with Doflamingo's orders, Caesar did not hesitate to send the fruit away.

Moya did not forget to contact the person in charge of Umit's shipping base, having it sent to Whisky Peak.

Moya also contacted the King of High Interest Loans, the "God of Fortune" Luffield, revealing Stussy's identity and hinting that he would have a large amount of gold to sell in the future—specifically, the gold from Skypiea that had yet to be acquired.

In the end, he reached a preliminary cooperative relationship with Luffield.

He also established a business partnership with Gibson, the "Concealer" and a veteran in the warehousing industry, using information about Stussy as leverage; after all, storage for supplies might come in handy.

As for the Funeral Parlor Tycoon Drug Peclo, Moya felt extreme disgust for someone who dealt in organs and limbs, and he couldn't even be bothered to make the call.

The most important, of course, was the president of the World Economic News Paper, "Big News" Morgans. Moya knew the importance of information.

Morgans was the seagull who controlled the pirate world, monopolizing the newspaper industry and maintaining close cooperation with the Navy.

He himself was a user of the Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Albatross.

"Brrr-brrr~"

"This is the News Paper, any big news you need to break?"

Morgans' sharp voice pierced through the Den Den Mushi into Moya's ears.

"I do, and it's big news. I'm just afraid you won't dare to report it!!"

"Gak-gak-gak~ What big news is there that I, Morgans, wouldn't dare to report!! Who are you?"

"My name is Moya. You should know me, Morgans."

"The Rookie King, Emperor of Beauty Moya, a user of a prophetic Devil Fruit, gak-gak-gak~ I am so happy to meet you.

Is there any big news that needs reporting? I'm already starting to get excited."

At the thought that Moya might know countless secrets, Morgans felt a thrill akin to a climax; he loved explosive news, not just for the surge in newspaper sales, but as his own personal G-spot.

"Take it slow. There will be secrets, and there will be news. Now, let's talk about the payment!"

"What big news are you breaking now? How many Beli do you need?"

"This news will shatter the structure of the underworld and might offend the World Government. Do you dare to report it?"

"What is there that I wouldn't dare to do!!!"

"Very well. I don't need monetary compensation. I only need you to report the locations of the Four Emperors and the Three Admirals to me every day."

"You want me to monitor these big shots? That is very dangerous!!"

"You have so many seagulls; just have a few pose as news-delivery birds and keep watch from a thousand meters up. Is it really that hard for you to think of something so simple?"

"I refuse to believe these big shots keep their Observation Haki active 24/7 just to swat down a few of your birds."

Even if they realized they were being watched and took the birds out, the loss would be negligible.

"That is actually a decent idea. Fine, I agree. Tell me, what is today's big scoop?"

"Listen closely: the Queen of the Pleasure District is a member of CP0. However, you must wait a few days before publishing this. Give the other Underworld Emperors time to prepare so they can carve up her territory."

"It's actually Stussy? Is your information accurate? If it's true, I'll be offending the World Government; if it's false, I'll have made a mortal enemy of Stussy."

"One hundred percent accurate. If others don't believe it, just release my prediction as the news the next day and pin the blame on me. Does that work for you?"

"How loyal, little brother Moya!"

Morgans, of course, would never pass up an opportunity to shift the blame.

Morgans immediately summoned his most trusted editor-in-chief to begin organizing the information, preparing to publish the newspaper in two days.

Several Underworld Emperors began making moves, and the atmosphere grew tense; everyone was on edge, jumping at every shadow.

Stussy, the Queen of the Pleasure District, and Drug Peclo, the Funeral Parlor Tycoon, clearly sensed the movements of the other emperors, leaving them feeling confused and uneasy.

After all, every faction made a habit of planting spies within the others.

Even if the high-level moles remained hidden, such large-scale mobilization of personnel and military forces could not be kept secret for long.

By this time, the Moya Adventure Group was nearly at Whisky Peak, ready to collect their reward.

After two days of brewing, Morgans released the newspaper with the headline: 'Queen of the Pleasure District Stussy, a CP0 Agent Hidden in the Darkness.' The seagulls took flight, carrying the news across the Four Blues, the Grand Line, and the New World.

Before Stussy and Drug Peclo could even react, Doflamingo—who loathed the Celestial Dragons and the World Government—was the first to strike, looting a significant amount of supplies and money from Stussy's various enterprises.

The King of High Interest Loans, "God of Fortune" Luffield, and the veteran of the warehouse industry, "Concealer" Gibson, also took advantage of the chaos to seize territory, supplies, and treasure.

All four simultaneously announced that they no longer recognized Stussy, a CP0 agent, as an Underworld Emperor.

Drug Peclo, the Funeral Parlor Tycoon, ended up gaining nothing while spending several days in a state of constant anxiety.

Meanwhile, the Revolutionary Army also moved in quietly. While Stussy's forces were occupied fighting the other factions, they took advantage of the chaos to scavenge a great deal of supplies from her territory.

Because the Revolutionary Army was so impoverished, they weren't picky about anything; they truly lived up to their reputation, not even leaving behind a single needle or thread.