The Loser

Chinjao turned around and glared at the other person hatefully. This guy was a complete Boiling Sheep.

When Xia Le returned to the Warship, the few people who had remained on the shore rushed forward.

"Lieutenant Vice Admiral, we've cleaned the ship thoroughly!"

Several people said solicitously.

Xia Le smiled and said, "Thank you."

"You seem to be adapting to your new identity as naval officers quite quickly!"

The men surrounding the Warship immediately stood at attention and gave a respectful military salute. "For Justice!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xia Le burst into laughter, finding it quite Interesting.

Then, he flashed forward and landed on the Scepter.

With a flash of electricity, the Warship beneath their feet shot out instantly.

Two hours later, Xia Le returned to Fortress G-18.

The Domain radiated outwards, and everything within a radius of ten thousand meters appeared in his mind.

"Arosh is practicing Swordsmanship."

Crocodile is not here.

"Bullet is training a newly selected group of elite players."

"Vegapunk is fiddling with his Test Tube, hmm? Is that a sample of Arosh's bloodline?"

Xia Le raised her eyebrows slightly.

He hadn't expected Vegapunk's experiments to begin so quickly.

"Evens is comparing the ledgers. This guy's steady and cautious nature is indeed very suitable for managing logistical matters."

As Xia Le's forces and influence grew, the management of finances and other matters naturally required more people to handle.

Evens is very suited for this kind of work; he manages things very well, so Xia Le basically doesn't need to worry about anything.

Evens handled everything meticulously, including monthly meetings with Capone Becky, reconciliation of accounts, and tax reporting from various branches.

"Ivy is organizing the documents submitted by the various branches."

Xia Le saw the pretty female military officer with black-rimmed glasses, frowning, biting her pen and occasionally making comments on the documents.

This Aide was just like that in his daily work, helping him solve a large backlog of tasks; he was very capable.

"I look like I'm the most relaxed one."

Having a group of capable subordinates is a good thing.

Xia Le sighed.

Leisurely days passed by one by Tenten.

On the third day after returning to the base, Smoker and Buggy suddenly rushed into the office, tears streaming down their faces.

Eve, who was working, was completely astonished.

What are you doing?

Ignoring Ivy, the two boys burst into tears, crying, "Superior Officer Xia Le, please teach us how to cultivate!"

"Arosh's strength has improved too quickly!"

Even Smoker is no match for him!

Xia Le was taken aback upon Wen Yan, and after asking, he was also shocked.

In just half a month, Arosh's strength had grown rapidly through his diligent study of Swordsmanship, completely leaving Smoker and Buggy behind.

"Alright, stop crying."

"Starting today, I will also set aside time to guide your cultivation."

Xia Le said helplessly.

Upon Wen Yan, the two boys immediately burst into excited laughter.

Then.

From that day onward, the West Blue entered a period of calm and tranquility.

The common people of various kingdoms suddenly noticed that the number of evil Mafia and Pirate had been visibly decreasing recently.

Instead, shipyards and technology-based factories are emerging rapidly.

Xia Le's life as the King of the West Blue was uneventful and without any major upheavals.

He occasionally instructs Arosh Swordsmanship and guides Smoker and Buggy in their training.

In the blink of an eye, it has entered the year 1503 of the Sea Circle Calendar.

On this day, good news came from the shipyard.

"Thanks to the efforts of the Shipwright, qualified prototypes of all the parts shown in the blueprints for the Electric-Powered Airship have been made."

Capone Becky laughed into the Den Den Mushi.

"Good."

"How long would it take to assemble these parts into a complete ship?"

Xia Le nodded in approval first, then asked a question.

"One month!"

"After all, our Shipwright are quite ordinary, unlike the skilled Shipwright of Water 7 in the Grand Line."

"Capone Becky sighed."

"However, I have already expanded the size and number of shipyards."

"I believe that as the Airship is built and the technology matures, they will become more and more proficient."

Xia Le nodded, then asked, "How many shipyards in the West Blue belong to us now?"

"There are five now. There were three before, then I acquired one and reopened another."

Capone Becky said.

"If funds are sufficient, continue to expand the scale."

"After building enough Airship, we still need to build Warship."

Xia Le said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Chief!"

Capone Becky replied.

Then, the Den Den Mushi) hung up.

"Gold from the Sky Island is a really good thing!"

Xia Le murmured.

Once the shipyard builds an electric Airship, all that gold will belong to him.

Meanwhile, in the New World, aboard the Moby Dick.

With golden hair flowing down her shoulders, her imposing figure slowly descended.

"What would the ocean be like without Roger?"

"Whitebeard!!"

A pair of blood-red eyes lifted, and a deep voice rang out.

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Chapter 126 The Loser

"The wall that was blocking us has disappeared!"

"It seems like your time has come now!"

His emotionless eyes fixed on the tall figure sitting before him, Golden Lion Shiki's face devoid of any smile.

After being defeated by Xia Le and sent to Impel Down, he escaped and found the world had changed drastically and was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

The once-powerful fleet vanished under the relentless pursuit and interception of the navy.

The ambitions of the past seem like a joke today.

He, once one of the three great legends, has long been forgotten and forever marked, becoming a stepping stone for that young man.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with rage, and the Flame of revenge burned fiercely in his heart.

"If you're just here to talk nonsense..."

"I can sink you to the bottom of the sea right now, Golden Lion!"

The Whitebeard man glanced at it and said calmly.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he threw a bottle of liquor at the other person.

Golden Lion Shiki caught it, flicked his finger, and the cap popped off. He tilted his head back and took a few big gulps.

Only after he had calmed down did he exhale a long breath.

"Call!"

You really are infuriating!

The Golden Lion sneered.

"Tell me why you're here, or get lost."

"I have no interest in gossiping with you."

The Whitebeard said calmly.

"Whitebeard!"

Let's join forces!

"First, take down Xia Le, then conquer this world."

"I can help you become the Pirate King."

Golden Lion Shiki took a deep breath and suddenly shouted.

The sudden words stunned everyone on the Moby Dick. Marco, in particular, couldn't help but look at his Pops sitting there.

Undoubtedly, Golden Lion's words were beyond everyone's expectations.

They clearly remembered how proud this man was. For Roger's sake, he was even capable of charging into Marineford.

The entire ship fell silent; everyone paled at Shiki's words.

Only the Whitebeard sat there, still drinking heartily.

He downed the entire bottle of wine in one gulp, then suddenly flicked his right hand.

"Buzz!"

The glass bottle flew rapidly toward the Golden Lion.

Golden Lion Shiki made no move, but went to the bottle between his eyebrows and suddenly shattered with a crack, sending shards of glass flying in all directions.

His eyes were fixed on the blond man before him, awaiting his answer.

"Kura la la la!"

A burst of laughter followed.

An inexplicable aura suddenly swept across the entire Moby Dick, shaking the entire sea.

"Shiki!"