Holy Land Mariejois.
Pangea Castle, Power Hall.
The Five Elders, the five elders who held the World Government's highest authority, were conducting their daily meeting, discussing matters concerning the world's future development.
As if recalling something, Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, the Financial God of War, sat on the long sofa with his right hand resting on his sheathed longsword. He adjusted his rimless round glasses with his left hand and analyzed, "Ever since we announced the new legal provisions, Umbrella Corporation immediately ended its partnership with the Whitebeard Pirates.
"As a result, without Whitebeard's protection, Umbrella Corporation's businesses across the New World, apart from those in the Dressrosa Kingdom, have suffered devastating blows. The wild dogs of the Underground World swarmed in and carved it all up...
"Furthermore, even Umbrella Corporation's businesses in the Four Seas have been affected, shrinking to varying degrees.
"By my estimation, Umbrella Corporation will decline from controlling twenty-eight percent of the world's Belly to around twelve percent..."
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter, a blond man with a full beard, kept his hands in his pockets as he strolled unhurriedly through the Power Hall. "Do we need to put more pressure and restrictions on Umbrella Corporation?
"So that it completely collapses and falls apart..."
However, Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro shook his head and rejected the suggestion outright. "Not for now. Umbrella Corporation is tied to the interests of multiple countries.
"We used the law to suppress Umbrella Corporation just last year. If we forcefully crack down on them again now, those countries may become dissatisfied...
"Therefore, we must slowly boil the frog, gradually drive them into a corner, so they won't suddenly rebound after hitting rock bottom..."
Brrr! Brrr! Brrr!
The sound of a Den Den Mushi suddenly rang through the Power Hall, interrupting their discussion.
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