If the World Government were compared to some Bald Eagle Country, then Dragon of the Revolutionary Army was, at most, a Bin Laden to them.
The kind they hated to the bone, yet still merely considered a nuisance.
But Shin was different. Judging by Shin's strength, if one had to make a comparison, he was probably on the level of an invading alien fleet.
Fortunately, no one could understand this "alien's" thoughts right now, and for the time being, he did not seem to intend to destroy the World Government.
"I hope those books will be of help to the Revolutionary Army." Shin stood at the bow, wearing a strange smile.
He had not cheated Dragon. The value of those books truly warranted trading his fine ship for them—or rather, in certain respects, they were priceless treasures.
The values and circumstances of different worlds varied, so they could not be lumped together. But when it came to rebellion, at least in Shin's understanding, there had truly been none as professional as the Rabbit, capable of achieving such seemingly impossible turnarounds.
If Dragon could grasp the essence of those theories and truly study the structure of the pirate world, then it would not be surprising if he accomplished something in the future.
Compared to the environment the Rabbit had faced back then, the Revolutionary Army's current situation was practically paradise. Great pirates ran rampant across the seas, many affiliated kingdoms harbored their own agendas, and ordinary civilians had long resented the Celestial Dragons.
The pirate world now was like a parched grassland. All it needed was a single spark.
Unfortunately, whether it was the Revolutionary Army here or the Revolutionary Army in the original work, Shin did not think they were qualified to be that spark.
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