The intelligence network sprang into action.
Spreading rumors and controlling public opinion were Rogge's favorite tactics. He had seen plenty of people killed by public opinion before. Those media outlets had no limits whatsoever. They cared about only one thing: grabbing attention and steering public opinion.
The media wielded tremendous power. With denunciations in speech and print, they could kill without ever drawing blood.
The whole world was in turmoil now. The heavenly tribute had not been delivered to the Celestial Dragons, and they were already demanding it.
This was precisely the moment for Rogge to act. The intelligence organizations under his command moved swiftly, spreading rumors everywhere.
In a large bar in a certain country in the West Blue, a group of people looked as though they had drunk far too much, swaying drunkenly.
"The World Government is a bunch of animals! Our country is in turmoil, and they still want the heavenly tribute! The Navy won't even help our country. There are so many pirates out at sea, yet they want to execute pirates and go to war with the pirates of the New World, without giving a damn whether we live or die! Why should we stay affiliated with the World Government?" a man shouted.
"Exactly! Why did we join the World Government in the first place? Wasn't it because of the Navy? But the Navy has barely done anything to help us. The seas are crawling with pirates. We've already been attacked more than ten times this month! At this rate, pirates will kill us all. We can't trust the World Government. Even our king is gone. Are we still supposed to count on them?" someone beside him agreed.
"If we spent the heavenly tribute money on building up our own strength, we could defend ourselves