One Day, Everyone Will Reach the Blue Sea

"Really? Is it a lie?!"

The curly-browed brat in front of him had his eyes shining, while Yamato, who was eating heartily, shook his head repeatedly Yamato, mumbling incoherently before he could even swallow the meat in his mouth.

"Big brother said... ooh ooh... if I know, I know, how could I lie to others!"

Glug glug!

After swallowing the meat in his mouth, he shouted at the shop owner next to him.

"Boss, one more of everything, please!"

"You can eat so much! What's your body made of?"

Despite being bothered by what the strange man said, Zeff, adhering to the principle of putting the customer first, went back to the kitchen to continue his work.

"Hey, hey, hey, you still haven't told me? Where exactly is the Blue Sea? Is there really a legendary sea that can gather all the ingredients from the East Blue, the West Blue, the South Blue, and the North Blue Sea?"

Facing the little brat who couldn't wait to ask about the location of the Blue Sea, Huayue smiled faintly, instead turning her gaze to the boundless blue sea outside the window.

"One day, everyone will reach the Blue Sea and witness the world reduced to ruins. You'll have your chance too! Goodbye..."

The gold coins were neatly stacked on the dining table. Yamato looked regretful, but he could only accept that he couldn't finish them.

After the giant warship set sail, the young curly-browed boy looked into the distance. The boundless sky and sea seemed to be telling a story of colorful dreams.

"One day, I will also be able to reach the Blue Sea..."

With his arms crossed, looking at his adopted son who was lost in thought, Zeff had a premonition that this small seaside restaurant could not stop young people from pursuing their dreams.

"What are you all standing there for, Sanji? Clean up!"

Revolutionary Army Headquarters, White Soil Island, Baltigo.

"Please, I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back to that place!"

Many Revolutionary Army cadres looked helpless. This kid who was saved by the dragon not only lost his memory, but also had a strong aversion to his home. They really didn't know what kind of family could make a guy with amnesia so resistant.

"Dragon, what do we do now? Do we really have to take this brat in?"

"How can we abandon a kid this young? The Revolutionary Army's training is very tough. You'd better be prepared."

Having received the dragon's promise, Sabo grinned and laughed with immense joy.

"Speaking of which, where did Kuma go since earlier? I haven't seen him at all."

On the other side, at the edge of White Soil Island, as the Den Den Mushi hung up, Kuma, unusually, showed a hint of panic. His figure instantly disappeared from White Soil Island, rushing off in a certain direction.

"What on earth happened, Ginny?!"

A few days later, in the conference room of Pangaea Castle, Mariejois Geoise.

As Jaigolusia Satan frowned in thought, seemingly pondering the possibility of quantifying the same Devil Fruit through Devil Fruit extract, the incessantly chattering fellow inadvertently made a suggestion that he could not ignore.

"Instead of simply prohibiting those dangerous individuals from conducting research, why not bring those Ancient Poneglyph under the government's control? As long as we find people to study them, we can obtain Ancient Weapon to expand the World Government's military power..."

"In terms of power, how could those pathetic pirates possibly compare to our World Government? As long as we obtain the blueprints for Dark King, what right do those pirates have to be so arrogant and trample on the laws of the World Government at will!"

The name of Dark King, along with the so-called design drawings, further intrigued Topman Vochulis.

What do you think?

"Compared to Vegapunk's research, the existing Dark King blueprints are more likely to be reproduced. With the current capabilities of the Navy's scientific research department, there shouldn't be any problem."

After Jaigolusia Satan, who had been lost in thought, answered Puman Vochuli's question, the Five Elders exchanged a subtle glance.

Indeed, the moment Uranus lost its energy and could not start, it was destined that the World Government's true trump card would never be revealed again. Apart from conventional forces, Mariejois's defenses were extremely weak.

Otherwise, the Mariejois attack wouldn't have happened a few years ago, and only one accomplice has been confirmed dead by the Navy until now.

As for the real mastermind, their World Government didn't even dare to take action, only daring to use some despicable tricks to confirm the other party's current location.

"Alright, I'll authorize you now. Once you obtain the blueprints for the Ancient Weapon Pluton, CP9 will be under your complete command. Don't let us down, Spandam..."

"Jaygorusia Satan said softly, Spandam was even more excited, as if he could foresee his brilliant future in the World Government.

"Yes, Lord Five Elders, I guarantee to complete the mission!"

After Spandam left, the meeting room returned to its usual silence. In the Flower Room, blood-red eyes were shrouded in shadow, and no one knew what was hidden in those eyes.

After Spandam left, a naval soldier on guard duty in Mariejois silently dialed a Den Den Mushi (a type of Den Den Mushi) to a warship.

"Yes, teacher. They mentioned Ancient Weapon, but there was no useful information, nor was any mysterious figure mentioned."

Click!

After the Den Den Mushi was disconnected, the garrisoned navy threw Den Den Mushi directly into the sea, completely destroying this only piece of evidence.

However, to his surprise, the person who had already noticed this put down the headphones and had a complicated expression.

"What exactly do you want to know from the World Government, Professor Zephyr?"

The entire monitoring room was silent. Many officers and soldiers from the naval intelligence department couldn't help but swallow hard, forcibly trying to calm themselves down.

Marine Vice Admiral Borsalino's eyes flashed with complex emotions. After pondering for a while, he tossed his headphones aside.

"Ah, the sun is shining brightly today! I've never been here before, you can continue your work."

With a shrug, Borsalino turned and left. He was nothing more than a corporate slave who constantly complained about his job, and he would pretend nothing was happening unless his superiors gave the order.

"This is perfect weather for sunbathing. It would be even better with a cup of milk coffee. Why make trouble for yourself? It's really difficult to make a move on your teacher, Professor Zephyr..."

Unaware that his actions were being monitored by the Navy, former Admiral Black Arm Zephyr was at the Marine Elite Training School, where he was witnessing the events vividly before his eyes.

"Ancient Weapon, Poneglyph, what is the World Government hiding? Who is the master of the Throne of Emptiness?"

His frail body was failing Zephyr, but out of his insistence on justice, he persisted until now, clinging to that last glimmer of hope and never giving up.

Little did you know, while you were gazing into the abyss, the abyss was also gazing into you...