I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

The conditions are fully met.

Modify the coordinates of Hades, then let the World Government discover the Poneglyphs, causing the World Government to waste its energy and resources elsewhere in vain.

Nico Robin's mouth widened, growing ever wider, clearly shocked by Dick's idea.

"History must not be desecrated," Robin said solemnly.

Is what you see really the truth?

"What do you mean?"

"I'm writing a book now, describing an ideal country, complete with its history, culture, geography, and population. Years later, when people find this book, will they believe that such an ideal country truly existed in history?"

"That's fake."

"How can you be sure that the people who created the Poneglyphs didn't fabricate anything? Did you experience that period of history?"

Nico Robin froze.

"History is like a little girl who can be dressed up however one pleases. The study of history is even more influenced by people's perspectives, knowledge, likes and dislikes, and prejudices. The same event can often be evaluated and understood differently at different times and places."

"Even the same person may have different views on the same thing at different times."

"Archaeology can only try its best to reconstruct history, but it cannot reconstruct history."

"Because history cannot be correctly evaluated by anyone."

Nico Robin: ...

His eyes flickered with uncertainty, as if he had been struck by an invisible force and frozen in place for a moment.

"In archaeological history, remember one thing: a single piece of evidence is insufficient."

Nico Robin's eyes lit up. It seemed like she was seeing Dick for the first time.

"You know history too?"

"A little bit."

"Dick said."

"This is how I see it..."

The World Government is levying exorbitant taxes, and the ancient weapon Pluto is far too dangerous.

With Crocodile's example in mind, no one can guarantee what will happen if other factions are allowed to learn about the Poneglyphs of Alabasta.

I can't guarantee that everyone knows about this historical text.

So, I simply threw it away.

Also, change Hades' coordinates to ensure that no other faction knows his location, thus protecting the safety of Alabasta and Wano Country.

“Okay, I agree.” Nico Robin nodded.

Weiwei, who had just arrived, felt a warm current flow through her heart. Her resolve strengthened.

It seems she was right about him.

Once he made up his mind, Dick immediately took action.

First, we need to make modifications.

Add a few strokes to the coordinates that record Hades.

For example, changing 4 degrees north latitude to 14 degrees north latitude.

However, ancient writing was not Arabic numerals. After understanding it, the coordinates used in writing were more like the Chinese characters for 壹, 贰, 叁, and 肆.

"Also, we can't change the coordinates arbitrarily, as it could harm other countries," Robin cautioned.

Since that's the case, let's just erase all the text from the original historical record and re-carve it.

Dick held the longsword made of seastone and immediately felt a wave of powerlessness.

Concentrating his mind, Dick placed the longsword on the historical text and rubbed it repeatedly.

Consider it exercise.

Stab, sting, sting.

With a sharp sound, the two supposedly indestructible objects collided and hurt each other.

Sparks flew.

One minute passed, and nothing changed.

Five minutes later, the sea stone was sprinkled with tiny specks of powder.

The historical text remains unchanged.

10 minutes.

A different color finally appeared in the powder of sea stone.

Although very few, they are almost invisible to the naked eye.

"It really worked?" Nico Robin exclaimed in surprise.

Historical records can be destroyed.

I'm shocked by this.

"This is normal. All things that claim to be indestructible are either due to not finding the right method or not having enough strength."

"Very good, now it's just a matter of patience and perseverance." Dick nodded.

Smooth out the side with the writing, and then carve the contents of Hades onto it according to the ancient script written by Robin. It took Dick two and a half months.

There's no need to worry about the handwriting. With the power of life return, even if he's holding a piece of seastone, Dick can make the handwriting look exactly the same.

Not to mention, Dick carved quite a few wood carvings.

Just in time to use it.

Dick had given a lot of thought to the new location of Pluto.

From Whole Cake Island and Elbaf to the legendary Laugh Luther and even Upside Down.

They were eventually eliminated one by one.

Finally, Dick chose a location—the red earth continent, Antarctica.

There was no one there, and no secrets to be hidden.

Furthermore, if the world of One Piece were to be submerged, the only landmass would be the Red Line.

If the World Government gets it, they'll make the Celestial Dragons eat dust on the Red Line; if they can find Pluton, they'll consider it a loss.

If other forces obtain it.

This also allows other forces to focus their attention on the Red Line early on, to see what the Celestial Dragons will do.

“There’s one last question,” Robin said, looking at the new information.

"The color is different, and the side with the words looks brand new."

Dick took a bucket of paint and splashed it directly onto the surface.

Crash.

Nico Robin: (⊙﹏⊙)

a week later.

Mogu Town is a small town inhabited by extravagant pirates, most of whom are short-sighted.

His favorite thing to do is to indulge in debauchery and laugh at others.

With a whoosh, the seawater surged even more violently, constantly crashing against the coastline.

With the impact, it seemed as if something was washed ashore.

The next day, someone discovered a huge rock on the shore.

There are also incomprehensible graphics on it.

"what?"

All the pirates were curious.

I lifted it casually, and it was quite heavy.

Some people made rubbings, while others tried to damage them.

It's ringing. But it just can't be broken.

This completely piqued the interest of the pirates.

Gradually, a mysterious stone appeared in Mogu Town and spread to the surrounding islands.

"call."

Having finished working on the main historical text, Dick was finally able to take a break.

Next, we just have to wait and let the bullets fly for a while.

Thinking about it, Dick went to the prison.