One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 325 Wanted Navy Officer! Bounty on an Admiral!
The morning sun shines on the headquarters of World Economic News Agency.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Morgans, flapping his wings, personally urged the workers on the printing press line:
"You bunch of guys, stop dawdling! There are only 100,000 newspapers left. Hurry up and distribute them all before noon!"

The workers were sweating profusely as the printing presses roared, and stacks of newspapers, still smelling of fresh ink, were being rapidly packed.

"President, is this really alright?"

The deputy couldn't bear to watch any longer, and, sweating profusely, leaned over and whispered.

"What are you afraid of?"

Morgans glared at him and snorted:

"You idiot, haven't you gotten used to it yet? Still think it's like before? Putting bounties on those people... Hmph, this is unprecedented, exciting enough! But this is the territory of the Fallen Ones, would the CP dare to cause trouble here! We don't have to run around like before anymore, you fool!"

"That's not what I'm worried about, President!"

The deputy frowned, thinking, "You're the one who hasn't adapted to the new environment!"

"You made the workers come in two hours early to work overtime, and you've been yelling at them and urging them on, swearing and cursing a lot. You've violated two regulations at once. What if the Ministry of Labor finds out..."

right!

Morgans was startled, then realized what he'd done and slapped his forehead. "I almost forgot about that! Why didn't you remind me sooner!"

After being protected by the one who has fallen from grace.

Of his two professions, being a journalist was more enjoyable and liberating; he could release explosive news one after another as if it were free.

However, the identity of the boss suddenly became very restrictive.

They forbid workers from being beaten, scolded, or insulted at will, and insist that overtime pay must be provided. I've even heard they're organizing the establishment of trade unions in various industries...

All those rules and regulations are so annoying!
"I just got here..."

The deputy gave a wry smile and whispered in his ear, "But if you want to make amends now, it's not too late. Just do this and that..."

"Listen to me!"

Morgans immediately put on a friendly smile and called out to the workers:
"I was too excited and rushed things just now. Everyone has worked hard! Let's keep up the good work, and once this batch of newspapers is distributed, everyone will take three days of paid leave in rotation! Also, this month's bonus will be tripled!"

Upon hearing this, the workers cheered, their earlier suppressed discontent almost completely vanished.

"The president is brilliant!"

Seeing this reaction, the deputy gave a thumbs up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Morgans wiped the sweat from his brow, still shaken.

Even he was a little uncomfortable with these ridiculous rules.

I've heard that in some of the former republics of the fallen dynasty, they've even started trying to implement laws that restrict the privileges of royalty and nobility.

I don't know how those nobles could tolerate it...

Ok?
Morgans suddenly noticed that the speed of newspaper printing seemed to have increased dramatically.

Strange, strange.

Even though he hasn't said anything yet, the workers are actually more efficient than when he was constantly urging them.

"President!"

Another subordinate rushed over at this moment, "We have received news from the Sihai branch that they are all ready and the first batch of newspapers will be distributed in ten minutes!"

"Really? Very good!"

Morgans' attention was immediately drawn to it, and with a triumphant flap of his wings, he burst into a triumphant laugh:
"This is another masterpiece that I, the president, am destined to leave my mark on history. Let the world be shaken once again!"

Sunlight streamed through the window.

In the square, flocks of newsbirds, after sorting through their mailbags, took flight, almost obscuring half the sky, like a surging white wave.

In the dawn light, they flew into the distance, scattering the newspapers, which carried numerous arrest warrants, like snowflakes across every corner of the sea—

……

Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.

"Kuzan seems to have appeared in the territory of the Fallen Ones? That kid, could he be thinking of joining? He really likes to surprise people."

Kong, the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces and concurrently the Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, put down the intelligence that had just been delivered and snorted coldly.

"It cannot be determined at the moment, Marshal."

On the sofa in front of him, Akainu, with a cigar in his mouth, legs crossed, and a furrowed brow, said:

"The New World is not the New World it used to be. Most of it has fallen into the hands of the Fallen Ones. Even the CP-0 members have difficulty infiltrating deeply. Kuzan was only seen near the Galactic Sea. It's hard to say what happened after that."

Kong squinted his eyes and pondered.

Although he is nearly 100 years old, he is still very energetic, even more so than when he was young, for "that reason".

Therefore, since taking office to fight the fire, he has spent more than ten hours a day working.

Leveraging his prestige built up among the older generation of naval personnel, and his skillful and adept use of both firmness and flexibility, he successfully stabilized the situation.

Although the cost to the Navy Headquarters was severe, with a large number of Navy personnel leaving from the bottom to the middle and upper ranks, the overall strength declined significantly.

But they were able to stabilize the situation within half a month.

He has a clear conscience and has finally fulfilled the entrustment of the Five Elders.

But now.

If even former general Kuzan were to actually join the Fallen Ones...

That would undoubtedly deal another blow to the prestige and morale of the Navy Headquarters! Would they have to clean up the mess again?

Kong, feeling restless, lit a cigar, the smoke swirling around him, his gaze growing increasingly gloomy.

"Hey, Sakazuki, you're Kuzan's senior and a comrade-in-arms who's fought alongside him for years. You know him much better than I do. Do you think he'll make that kind of choice?"

"..."

Akainu was silent for a moment: "That guy has always been lazy and indecisive, but now that he has left the Navy, I'm not surprised by any choice he makes. After all, people always change, don't they?"

When he said his last sentence, he paused, deliberately looked up, and glanced at the empty space in front of him.

It's empty, but it doesn't seem to be the same "Steel Bone" from back then.

Although he still sits in the marshal's seat, just like decades ago, still wearing the naval marshal's uniform and a white justice cloak, exuding an aura of quiet authority...

But Akainu always felt...

Having spent so much time in the holy land, Sora is now very different from the person he remembers from his youth.

The faint, musty smell emanating from him was more like that of the old men in power.

Is this really true?
Or is it just a misconception arising from resentment that the other party was parachuted in and forcibly took away the position of Fleet Admiral?
Akainu looked away and stubbed out his cigar.

"Speaking of which, I warned Kuzan when he left headquarters."

He continued expressionlessly, "If he dares to defect to Shano, he will be making an enemy of the entire navy. I will personally eliminate him. Marshal, if the news is confirmed, will you give me this opportunity?"

"If the news is confirmed, then the Fallen Ones' top combat strength is even more terrifying, Sakazuki!"

Kong frowned, displeased, and said, "In that case, we need to be even more careful. We can't just go to war with the New World as soon as possible, as you suggested before. If we lose the war, the price will be unbearable for anyone!"

He considered himself a radical in the navy, but what was wrong with this Sakazuki in front of him? He was even more radical than himself!
"But……"

Akainu was about to say something.

Just then, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the office door.

"Enter," Kong said coldly.

"Marshal! Urgent message!"

A civilian colonel rushed in, his face contorted in a panic, clutching a newly delivered newspaper: "World Economic News Agency...they, they..."

"Get to the point!" Akainu roared.

"Yes Yes……"

The civilian colonel unfolded the newspaper, trembling. "Marshal, they've partnered with the Fallen Ones and released this to the world..."

The headline that appeared on the front page was bold and prominently displayed in black—

[For the first time in history! The World Government and the Navy Headquarters have publicly revealed the bounties for the true villains!]

Bang!

With a loud crash as the chair was overturned, Kong abruptly stood up, unable to maintain his composure, and strode over, snatching the newspaper from his hand and beginning to read it.

wow~
A huge stack of arrest warrants fell from the newspaper.

The colonel had just picked it up in a flurry and was about to tidy it up when Akainu reached out and took it away again.

Akainu flipped through the wanted posters with a gloomy expression, his face growing increasingly grim with each page he turned.

Unlike those issued by the Navy Headquarters.

These arrest warrants not only include photos and bounties, but also several lines of annotations below, detailing their alleged crimes!
For example, these few pictures—

[Fleet Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, "Steel Bones" Empty!]

[A loyal lackey of the World Government, a loyal servant of the Celestial Dragons, who condoned the Navy's involvement in genocide and participated in numerous acts of national annihilation!]

[The blood debt is countless, the guilt is immeasurable!]

[Bounty: 55 billion Berries! Death or life at stake!]

-

[Marine Admiral Sakazuki, "Akainu"!]

[A loyal lackey of the World Government, a loyal servant of the Celestial Dragons, involved in numerous acts of national annihilation and massacre, destroyed Ohara, and bombarded civilian refugee ships.]

[The blood debt is countless, the guilt is immeasurable!]

[Bounty: 35 billion Berries! Death or life at stake!]

-

[Marine Admiral "Kizaru" Borsalino!]

[These lackeys and servants, suffering in their struggles and wavering in their resolve, committed numerous atrocities and participated in multiple acts of national annihilation and massacre.]

Although not the principal offender, they cannot escape responsibility!

[Bounty: 30 billion Berries! Death or life at stake!]

-

[Naval Headquarters Admiral, "Green Bull" Aramaki!]

[The World Government's most loyal lackey, the Celestial Dragons' most loyal servant, worshipping the Celestial Dragons as true gods, and regarding the lives of civilians from non-member states as nothing.]

[Bounty: 25 billion Berries! Death or life at stake!]

(End of this chapter)