World Government Attention
"Then mark the locations where temporary observation stations can be set up." Chunwu pondered for a moment and slowly spoke, "However, we don't need to draw a final conclusion yet. We'll wait until we've traversed all the target islands on the outskirts of the New World, compile all the data, and then file and report it in a unified manner."
After a brief two-day rest and reconnaissance, the sailboat set sail again.
The Grand Line ahead remains fraught with peril and uncertainty.
The boys encountered several extreme weather events in succession, and once even strayed into the edge of the Calm Belt, where they were chased by a huge Sea Kings and fled at high speed.
Each thrilling experience gradually smoothed out their naivety and honed their solid maritime and combat experience.
However, just as they were about to approach the waters of the Sabaody Archipelago, Rin noticed something unusual.
"Freshwater reserves have decreased by 30%."
She repeatedly checked all the water storage equipment on the ship and verified the pipelines one by one, finally pinpointing the root cause of the problem.
As they crossed the Calm Belt, the massive wakes created by the Sea Kings caused tiny cracks in the ship's hull's waterproofing system.
The crack was extremely shallow, barely noticeable to the naked eye, yet it continued to leak water throughout the voyage, silently consuming the reserve water.
"These are the details that our senior repeatedly emphasized." Chunwu looked at the minor damage on the bottom of the ship and said solemnly, "There are no small matters at sea. Any tiny oversight will be magnified infinitely in the wind and waves."
He immediately ordered the port to dock for supplies at the nearest port and set the next destination as the Sabaody Archipelago.
When the towering mangroves came into view, and the entire sea was enveloped in clear, dreamy bubbles, all the boys on the ship fell silent.
No one has forgotten the past this island holds.
Their clan leader, Natsu, once confronted the arrogance of the Celestial Dragons here, personally tearing apart the hypocrisy and pretense of the Celestial Dragons. He also once fought Marine Admiral here, waging a battle that shocked the world and making the name of the Uchiha resound throughout the entire sea.
Today, following in the footsteps of their ancestors, they set foot on this sea that carries the glory of their tribe.
Chunwu stood at the bow, gazing at the increasingly clear outline of the islands, and issued a command in a deep voice, "All personnel on high alert. No solo actions are permitted. No unnecessary incidents are allowed. Depart port immediately after resupply."
He paused slightly, then looked up at the group of teenagers in front of him, his tone becoming more resolute and determined.
"But if someone provokes us and bullies the Uchiha —we must not back down. Do not dishonor your Clan Uniform or the name of the Uchiha."
"Yes!"
The crisp, clear responses echoed across the deck, each word ringing out.
The sailboat slowly entered the harbor of Sabaody. Dreamy bubbles floated on the surface of the sea, clear and gentle, but the undercurrents and dangers lurking in the shadows were not to be underestimated.
Before the ship lies the homeland where our ancestors fought and shed their blood to make a name for themselves; behind the ship lies the trail they carved across half of the Grand Line.
This group of teenagers, whose average age is less than fifteen, are personally measuring the vastness, cruelty, and scorching heat of this sea with their own footsteps.
Half a mile out of sight of them, the minimalist speedboat remained silently following.
Uchiha Kei sat cross-legged, his Observation Haki steadily covering the sea in front of him, and twenty-one fresh and resilient Chakra auras were clearly reflected in his senses.
Despite facing numerous storms and crises along the way, he never triggered a single Flying Thunder God Mark he had planted beforehand.
The children's composure, decisiveness, and growth far exceeded his expectations.
A faint warmth flashed across his eyes, and he nodded slightly.
"Keep following."
The sea at the boundary between the West Blue and the Grand Line is calm and tranquil.
A medium-sized sailing ship, flying a faded merchant flag, bobbed on the waves. Its hull was old, and its sails were patched with several patches of varying shades. A few ordinary cargo boxes were haphazardly stacked on the deck, offering nothing remarkable.
Anyone passing by would simply see it as an ordinary merchant ship struggling to keep up with the pace of coastal shipping, unremarkable and not worth investigating.
Unbeknownst to anyone, this seemingly dilapidated merchant ship harbored the World Government's most secretive informants.
The dark and oppressive lower deck was filled with an encrypted radio transmitter lurking in a corner, emitting a few barely perceptible low-frequency hums that were almost completely swallowed by the sound of waves crashing against the hull.
A CP0 agent raised his hand and pulled off the disguised turban that had been covering his head for a long time. The thin layer of sweat that had accumulated on his forehead slid down his chin. He casually wiped it away, took the intelligence paper he had just finished transcribing, and steadily inserted it into the encrypted port of the transmitter.
Fingers flew across the keys, sending a top-secret message that pierced through layers of ocean barriers, heading straight for the heart of power in Mary Geoise.
The intelligence report was concise and stern, hitting the nail on the head: all targets codenamed "Blue Bird" had left the nest.
Twenty-one new generation members of the Uchiha officially set foot in the first half of the Grand Line.
The squad leader Uchiha Chunwu, and the vice-captain Uchiha Rin, both Awakening the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, and the rest of the accompanying members all possessed Jonin combat power.
Currently stationed at Whiskey Peak, the predicted flight path points directly to the Sabaody Archipelago.
A thorough investigation revealed no trace of any accompanying guards.
We await further instructions from higher authorities.
In the sacred land of Mary Geoise, Room of Authority of power, the air is so thick it's suffocating.
The Five Elders, wielding knives, pinched the newly transmitted secret report between two fingers, their eyes scanning the paper repeatedly. After a long while, they slowly raised their hands and gently pushed the thin paper towards the four people beside them.
Rough fingertips grazed the smooth tabletop, producing a faint rustling sound that was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent hall.
"The new generation of the Uchiha has finally set foot in the West Blue. Now, they occupy the first half of the Grand Line."
The blond Five Elders were the first to reach out and take the intelligence report. His gaze swept quickly across the paper, and a dark expression gradually settled between his brows.
The team consisted of 21 people, including two Three Tomoe holders, all of whom Jonin at least Jonin level. The strangest thing was that they had no elders to protect them or any powerful companions with them throughout the entire process.
A group of children whose average age is less than fifteen, how dare the Uchiha just let them venture alone onto the Grand Line?
This confidence suggests something truly terrifying is behind it.
He squeezed the paper with a slight pressure, making it crumple, and then handed it to the person next to him.
The Five Elders with long beards took the intelligence report, their gazes fixed on the words "No accompanying guards found." They paused for a long time, a chill creeping into their hearts.
"Their Clan Academy has only been established for a few years." He spoke slowly, his voice low and solemn, "In just a few years, they have been able to mass-produce young combatants at the Jonin level."
"If we let it run wild for a few more years, the Uchiha leave the West Blue will no longer be a small team of twenty people, but an elite fleet capable of shaking the entire ocean."