"Can't you handle even something like this?" Leo smiled faintly. Fear was a good thing. The most terrifying thing was not fear, but numbness and forgetting.
"This is only what's on the surface."
Leo shook his head. "You haven't seen the deeper issues at all."
"Let me do the math for you."
"Take the Grand Line as an example. How many Beli did a family of four need to live for a year?"
"Assuming that family needed five million Beli a year to survive, then they would need to earn fifteen million Beli just to stay alive."
"!!!" Everyone was shocked once again. Did they need that much?
The Marines casually issued bounties worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of Beli, but in truth, those figures were mostly hollow.
Other than the Whitebeard Pirates, no pirate crew would send their enemy's head to a Marine base for a bounty after fighting them to the death. They feared the Marines would wipe them out in one sweep. The only ones who truly did such things were the Whitebeard Pirates. They had the strength and the channels, and they would not allow those who refused to submit to them to become lackeys of the other Four Emperors. Whether they killed them or captured them alive and handed them to the Marines, both were good choices. Whitebeard and his crew also had the channels to do it.
In other words, despite how high the Marine bounties appeared, the amount actually paid out was far lower.
In other words, they were bad checks.
Even if there were a run on them, it would not matter much. The Celestial Dragons had the Heavenly Gold, and part of the Heavenly Gold went directly to the Marines. So the Marines could afford to pay