I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 233, Section 232: Unclaimed Property in Space!

"A cooperation plan? Tell us about it first."

Moses watched him quietly.

The two people standing nearby also found it interesting and prepared to listen to his so-called plan.

Crocodile, seeing that the two showed no sign of leaving, snorted somewhat unhappily:

"Your water crystal is a rare item that can be auctioned off. You just need to provide it to me, and we'll split the profits 50/50, how about that?"

Crocodile's lips curled into a slight smile. "I'll handle all the procedures. You just need to provide the water spirit and wait to collect the money. How about that?"

Mercer glanced at him indifferently, walked past him, and didn't want to pay him any attention. He was joking; he only needed 50% to get something for nothing.

Crocodile's lips twitched:
"Of course you can bargain when buying and selling. If you're not satisfied, just say so. Don't you know how to do business?"

Moses paused, then turned to look at him and smiled: "Business?"

"First of all, I don't lack that little bit of money. Secondly, do you think this profit split is fair? Finally, do you think you have the ability to control this pie?"

"Mercy said calmly."

Crocodile's face darkened immediately, but upon reflection, it was indeed true; there was too much profit involved. He said helplessly:
How much do you want?

Mercer laughed: "I can only give you 20%."

Crocodile's lips twitched, and he said unhappily, "You're asking for the moon."

"You didn't do anything and just took so much. I'm not your underling. Do you think that's fair?"

At this moment, Hancock and the others saw them coming and came over as well. Hancock stood next to Moses and looked at Crocodile.

Although I didn't hear it clearly, I knew that Crocodile wanted to take advantage of Messer, which, to put it another way, meant that he wanted to take advantage of himself.

His expression immediately turned displeased.

Hanafza then mocked:
"Trying to get something for nothing."

As he spoke, he looked at Moses and said, "I overheard some of it too. Why don't you do this business with me? I'll take 20%, and the rest is yours."

Moses completely ignored him, not even glancing at him.

Crocodile's face darkened when he saw this guy coming to snatch the cake:
"Do you want to be spanked?"

Hanafza, his face dark, looked at Moses: "Say something!"

Mather shook his head. Crocodile scoffed, speechless. "Idiot, can't you even see that? You're such a complicated guy, a mere white glove of Kaido. Do you think Mather would do business with you? Do you think he's stupid?"

Hanafza's lips twitched; his somewhat secretive identity was actually useless here.

Crocodile took a deep breath. "Twenty percent is too little. At least thirty percent."

Messer shook his head, and Crocodile's lips twitched wildly.

He also wants to eat high-quality water essence, and he also wants good things that can enhance his physical potential.

pity.

Messer shook his head: "I only need 60%. You can handle the auction, sales channels, and liaising with different forces, etc. 20% is more than enough for you."

Hearing this, Crocodile was somewhat surprised, "What about the remaining 20%?"

Moses smiled slightly, took Hancock's hand and held it up gently, "The cake is so delicious, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to finish it all by yourself, so Hancock will have a share."

Hancock blinked, somewhat surprised, but it didn't matter. Since Moses wanted it this way, she would do it this way too.

Moses then looked at Mihawk and smiled:

"Here's the last one for you. You don't need to do anything else. Just go and chop down anyone Crocodile can't handle."

Mihawk raised an eyebrow; for him, this was practically free money.

He wasn't afraid of anything on his own anyway, and he wasn't interested in it before, but now he really wanted to improve.

He didn't want to be left behind by the tide of the times.

Hancock grasped Moses's hand in return, blinked, and said, "Then, I..."

Mercer squeezed her hand and smiled:

"You just provide the titles, the titles of Shichibukai and Empress. You don't need to worry about the rest. Let them do the dirty work."

Hancock was deeply moved!

She also knew that this was a small amount of money that Moses had specially given her to spend!
Crocodile's lips twitched violently; this bastard didn't even bother to hide it.

Mihawk's lips twitched slightly.

There is no harm without comparison.

Moses... But then he thought again, Crocodile could handle ordinary guys, so he didn't need to do anything.

I felt much better after figuring it out.

Moses looked at Crocodile and laughed:
"With Mihawk and Hancock backing you up, you should be able to relax now, right?"

Crocodile was seething with anger, but the cake was just too delicious, and the water spirit was just too effective.

I had no choice but to hold my nose and bear it.

Seeing his displeased expression, Mercer laughed and said, "Since there's a water spirit, will there be an earth spirit, or perhaps a wind spirit or a fire spirit in the future?"

Crocodile's heart skipped a beat, but then he heard Moses continue, "Sharp knives can also be auctioned, or other drugs that can enhance the body."

I have plenty of good stuff here. It just depends on whether you can get it out of me.

Crocodile's lips curled up slightly, but he was already overjoyed. Putting aside the monster boy Mather, just the addition of Hawkeye and the Empress meant that his side was already fearless of any storm.

Besides, there's Moses watching from the shadows.

"Hey, hey, hey, where am I?"

Hanafza's lips twitched as he looked at Messer. Why did all four of the Seven Warlords present have something, while he had nothing?
"Don't exclude me, okay?"

"Or give me ten percent, and I'll become a henchman too."

Hanafza felt that he was on your side, and his son and daughter were also your people, so why should he be excluded?

Moses smiled without saying a word, while Shanks' lips twitched. "What about me? I can give you my flag too, and give me a ten percent as well."

Moses said calmly, "How could a mere pirate like you have the same prestigious title as the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

The Shanks was sunk.

He looked depressed.

Who can blame him for not being as famous as Mihawk when it comes to telling the truth?

Glancing at the two of them, Moses smiled:
"There's no profit sharing, but I can give each of you a 25% discount membership card."

Shanks blinked and pursed his lips:
"Who do you think you are? When are you going to give it to me?"

Hanafza looked displeased; they'd just dismissed him like that.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "That bastard Kaido can't even keep a person with him. He deserves to be drunk and crazy every day now."

Crocodile breathed a sigh of relief; the cake was taken. "I'll give you a list later."

"By the way, what should we call our auction? How about we call it the Baroque Auction?"

Moses glanced at him, and Hancock blinked:

"I think we should call it the Mercer Auction."

Mihawk's eyes flickered with amusement: "A night auction?"

Crocodile's lips twitched: "How about we call it the Cross Guild? The four of us are exactly the four corners of a cross."

The Cross Guild is not merely an auction house; it can also be developed into a diversified trade and commercial empire.

Moses and the other two raised their eyebrows, and Hancock looked at Moses with a questioning gaze:
"This is alright. By the way, the auction supports bartering, and all kinds of rare materials are available, especially Devil Fruits. I'll give you a list later."

Oh, and also, the auction house does not hold auctions related to slaves.

"Oh, right, now give me your nails."

Messer took out a half-melted portion of the material, and Crocodile's lips twitched:
"Life Card?"

"clever!"

A few minutes later, Crocodile held his Vivre Card, which had a chip in it, in his hand and felt very upset.

It seems we shouldn't do anything else from now on, but we also know that we must always be able to control our position.

Only then can this guy feel at ease.

"By the way, for the publicity work, should we go find Morgans, the big news star?"

Crocodile is now in working mode.

They truly are born to be bullies.

Mercer shook his head and said, "I'll give you a Den Den Mushi number. I know a pretty good newspaper, the Global Times. You can work with them."

Shanks' lips twitched. He knew about the Global Daily; the Raven deliveryman had been delivering the newspapers these past few days, if he remembered correctly. He couldn't help but glance at Moses with a strange expression.

Moses thought for a moment, then looked at Crocodile:
"Two years is enough time for the Cross Guild to grow. When that time comes, you can organize a tournament for the world's greatest swordsmen. Find a place in the New World to do it."

Crocodile's lips twitched. "We're collaborators, I'm not your underling. By the way, who's going to pay the auction staff's salaries from now on?"
Surely I won't have to pay for it too?

Mercer smiled and said, "Just take 20% from the four of us, and make sure the staff are well-paid."

So, as the largest shareholder in the Cross Guild, it's not unreasonable for me to ask you to use the guild's power to get things done, is it?"

"The world's number one swordsman tournament?" Mihawk's lips curled into a smile, his eyes crinkling as he looked at Crocodile.

"I'm really looking forward to it. Please handle this matter well."

Shanks winked and grinned, saying:
"Not bad, not bad, Xiao Sha, I have high hopes for you."

Crocodile, his face dark, was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them, but he also thought it was quite a good opportunity; the tournament would be very lucrative. He frowned slightly and said:

"By the way, where is our auction headquarters located?"

Sabaody Archipelago? Or perhaps Alabasta?

Or perhaps...find a suitable place?" Mercer shook his head: "Can't you build a luxurious ship that's as big as an island?"

I've heard that Moriah's terrifying schooner is comparable to a small island.

Crocodile's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Moses and asked, "You mean, we go and kill that Moria guy and steal his ship?"

Building it separately would probably cost a lot of money.

Moses glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"I've heard that the Hades, the most vicious warship in history, is said to be a huge ship comparable to an island, with one shell from it."

Crocodile's pupils contracted sharply, but he smiled calmly again:
"Hehehe. Have you heard of that kind of legend?"

Do you think that's true?

The rest of the people looked surprised.

However, Shanks' gaze became somewhat inexplicable, and he couldn't help but think of what he had heard on Fishman Island decades ago.

Aquaman? I might check that out later.

Moses said calmly, "The three ancient weapons, the Heaven, the Sea, and the Underworld, are as well-known as anyone else."

Okay. Let's not talk about unimportant things.

Crocodile roared inwardly, "That's important! Why didn't you say it? Tell me now!"

Mercer said calmly, "I have a blueprint for an ark that can be built to fly into space. The propulsion system inside is quite interesting. I'll give it to you later."

Crocodile's eyes widened. "Space? Is that a place humans can go? Are you kidding me?"

Mercer looked up at the sky; the blue sky and white clouds evoked a sense of infinite mystery.

He suddenly chuckled and said, "How about we go up to the sky and take a look?"

Shanks blinked and asked curiously:

"How do we get there? We don't have an airship."

Moses looked at them and laughed, "Tell me, do you want to go and see?"

Crocodile grinned:
"If you're so capable, then take us up there. I'd like to see how long you can keep bragging."

Messer glanced at the people around him, and Hanafza didn't seem to believe it either.

"Don't resist."

The gray mist devoured Hancock, Erii, Ulti, and Uta, merging with itself, and then devoured Crocodile, Mihawk, Shanks, and Hanafza.

I looked up at the sky.

Spiritualization.

The figure ascended to the sky at lightning speed.

Ben Beckman, Ace, Sonia, and the others, who were not far below, watched blankly as Messer and his group disappeared.

With each rise and fall of their breaths, Hancock and the other three merged with Moses's body, while the rest of them remained in a state of near-merging with Moses, yet their senses were still connected to Moses's, allowing them to see only the outside world.

time flies.

In consciousness,
"Brother, are we going to heaven?"

“Méther, this place is so high up. I’ve never been here before.”

"Mercy, it's already ten thousand meters tall, right?"

"Huh? The island below is only the size of a fist."

As time passed, the troposphere, stratosphere, mesosphere, thermosphere (ionosphere), and outer atmosphere gradually quieted down in our consciousness.

Below our field of vision appeared a water-blue planet, roughly the size of a basketball, almost entirely enveloped in water.

in space.

The gray fog spread out, condensing into a cloud of mist. Shanks and the others appeared on the cloud, and were momentarily weightless, but their bodies were held in place by the gray fog.

As soon as they stepped outside, everyone covered their mouths and noses, looking uncomfortable; the air here was incredibly thin.

The gray fog spread out, continuously absorbing and refining the surrounding gas, and oxygen was constantly gathered there.

There is oxygen in space, but it is extremely thin, so it is likely that only Logia-type Devil Fruit users can survive there.

Mercer turned to look. The air had been replenished, and they were all staring in disbelief, looking as if they had never seen anything like it before. Mercer was equally shocked and chuckled softly:

"This is just outside the planet's atmosphere. Isn't that interesting?"

Crocodile's body turned to sand as he tried to fly in all directions, sensing an attraction emanating from the blue planet below.

Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief.

There is still a chance to protect one's life.

Mercer looked around at the environment of space, where oxygen was extremely thin and there were all sorts of strange rays, many of which were quite harmful to the human body.

A gray mist enveloped Moses's body, then covered their bodies, devouring the harmful substances.

However, it is also perceptible that this place plays a significant role in promoting the growth of the "small world".

There is an abundance of various powerful energies.

Moreover, his body, which was undergoing transformation, seemed to be able to spontaneously absorb the various complex energies here to help him grow.

After a while, it calmed down.

The sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

Shanks looked excited:
"The universe? I really want Beckman and the others to see it. It's absolutely spectacular. It turns out that the world we live in really is a round sphere."

As he spoke, arcs of electricity, a domineering color, began to uncontrollably coil around his body, exuding an aura of dominance.

In an instant, the gray mist on his body swallowed the overpowering arc of electricity. Messer said calmly, "You're exuding an overbearing aura. We in Uta can't stand it."

Mercer looked towards the far distance, towards the moon. "How about we go there for a visit? I've heard there's a city there."

Shanks and Uta's eyes sparkled, but Shanks quickly suppressed his excitement:
"Haha, I think I'll pass. My friends are still down there, and I don't feel comfortable going alone."

"Yeah, that's right. I've also heard that there are some kind of space pirate crews in the universe. They look all sorts of weird and wonderful. They seem to be able to survive directly in outer space. They're a kind of space-based race."

Shanks blinked, somewhat puzzled. "It sounds a bit like the Lunaria race. I've heard they can adapt to all kinds of harsh environments and survive in all kinds of natural conditions."

"They might be an alien race that came to the sea from outer space."

A glint of light flashed in Shanks' eyes, and a smile curled at the corner of his lips:
"Wow, that's amazing. I really want a handsome Lunaria companion."

Erii winked at Messer, and Hanafza, standing beside her, also twitched at the corner of his mouth. Messer laughed:

"Kaido's King is one of them. If you're so capable, go to Wano Country and try to poach him. I'll definitely be there to cheer you on."

Shanks' lips twitched. "Jin the Wildfire?" Hanafza curled her lip. "Jin would never be poached by him."

Are those meteorites?

Uta looked at Messer excitedly and asked, while Messer looked at a meteorite several hundred meters in diameter floating in space not far away, which she was pointing to.

Nodding, he controlled the gray mist cloud to fly over, and soon stood on the meteorite.

Mercer crouched down and stroked the meteorite, sensing its essence. Just then, Mihawk slashed at the meteorite with his sword, and a clang rang out as metal struck the stone.

"Is this a rare metal?"

Mercer's lips curled up; the entire meteorite was mostly composed of C+ grade alloy.

The gray mist was swallowed up into the "small world," and Messer laughed, "Hmm, in terms of material, it can be used to forge a ship full of fine and sharp knives."

Mihawk's lips twitched.

Hanafza looked at the weapon in his hand; it was only a fine-quality dagger.

He couldn't help but glance at Moses with envy, and grinned, saying, "Can't everyone who sees it get a share?"

Mercer calmly refused: "No."

Hanafza pouted.

"mean."

Moses said, "If you want it, let Kaido come up into space and come find it himself."

Hanavza's lips twitched.

"Can't I just buy it with money?"

"Yeah, I'll get him a batch of good-quality sharp knives to make a good impression when Old Sha's guild opens. You can buy them yourself then."

Upon hearing this, Crocodile laughed:
"Let's not rush to set up the guild headquarters. How about we locate the branch in the Sabaody Archipelago first?"

Mercer nodded, using his Ultra Wide-Range Observation Haki to scan across meteorites in space, sensing what he wanted.

Next, the gray cloud continued to drift around, swallowing up pieces of meteorite.

Seeing Moses's expression, Hanafza remarked:

Are you here to buy goods?

Mercer said calmly, "Unclaimed things belong to whoever finds them. I can make a living on my own merits. If you're not happy, come and try it yourself."

Runti covered her mouth, tugged at her smelly old man, and laughed, her shoulders shaking:
"You can't win against Moses, so you'd better not say anything and stop being jealous."

Soon, the "small world" was filled with piles of meteorites, which the gray mist devoured, refining earth essence and various meteorite irons.

Seeing Moses acting like a giant rat that had entered the rice barn, Shanks and the others twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Before long, a large, translucent, fiery red metallic ore the size of a millstone was extracted from a meteorite.

In the "small world".

Mercer sensed the metal object inside.

【Grade A Meteorite Crystal (Flame)】: Natural meteorite ore formed over countless years from the natural collapse of a small planetary core in space. It has exceptionally strong toughness and ductility, and possesses natural flame-gathering properties.

Moses' lips curled up slightly.

I found some great stuff.

(End of this chapter)