Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 84 This hierarchy is going to get messed up sooner or later (6k)

Amidst their various bizarre personalities, a truly grotesque scene eventually unfolds on Whole Cake Island.

A birdman was taking pictures everywhere, hoping to find an opportunity to fabricate a big news story.

Although Morgans was very bold, daring to expose things that the World Government forbade to be revealed, and sometimes even strangely persistent, neither threats of force nor monetary temptations could shake his determination to expose the incidents.

Even when there are no major news stories, he has a knack for fabricating things out of thin air and creating conflict. Exaggeration and embellishment are the norm for him; even the editors of UC Browser are better at grabbing attention than him.

Another cat-person was holding a notebook, seemingly writing something down, and was flipping through the pages very quickly.

Although Kate doesn't have a camera, she can sketch, and her sketching speed is comparable to that of Morgans' camera.

In a sense, the cat and the bird are doing the same thing, the biggest difference being that Morgans' camera has photos of Oran, and Kate has drawn Morgans' bird head in her notebook.

The venue for the tea party had already been set up. Judging from the decorations alone, you would never guess that this was pirate territory; it looked more like a fairytale town.

The tables in the room were laden with desserts and tea, and filled with all sorts of people, most of whom looked tense. They didn't know why Charlotte Linlin had suddenly started this so-called tea party.

Some people didn't want to come, but once the invitation was sent out, they had no choice but to accept it. Those who accepted the invitation were guests, while those who refused were enemies who didn't give Charlotte Linlin any face.

"What exactly is she trying to do? We don't usually have any dealings with this pirate."

"Shortly after Piecrow and Barak were killed, the Big Mom Pirates got involved in the underworld. What do you think they wanted to do? Maybe they wanted to establish their own power base."

"Those guys are here too: Deep Current - Umit, Dark Gold King - Du Feld, and Concealer - Gibson."

The gap in class and status exists everywhere, even in the underworld. Compared to Feld and his group, these people are just a bunch of little karami.

They could only sit at the tables on the edge, but Feld and his group were at the table in the very center, where there was one empty seat, undoubtedly Charlotte Linlin's seat.

At the main table, some people noticed someone different: the only person who had brought their family to the tea party.

"Who is that pink-haired guy? I've never heard of him before?"

"Shh!"

One person was somewhat puzzled by this, but then heard a worried voice in their ear.

"What's wrong? Is that some important person?"

"I don't know, but can the person sitting at the head table be a simple character? Keep your voice down, it wouldn't be good to offend someone."

This person didn't know Oran, but he knew one thing well: in this kind of situation, even if someone is a relative, you can't underestimate them.

"He's right, that guy is no ordinary person either. He's Siddirel Oran, supposedly a doctor who won the Iber Medal, and he used to be a colleague of that Vegapunk guy."

Rumor has it that Piekro's former men said he was the one who killed Piekro.

I'm pretty sure it's true; it seems like all the influential people in the underworld know him.

People outside were talking amongst themselves, worried about what might happen in the future.

Feld was quite nervous at first, but he has relaxed now.

Charlotte Linlin isn't a champion of justice; her goal couldn't be to cleanse the underworld.

The people here are the managers of the underworld. Unless Charlotte Linlin wants the underworld to return to chaos and start all over again, she cannot directly take action against them.

Moreover, Oran is being overly calm right now. In Feld's mind, Oran never does anything he's not sure about.

Besides, since he was already there, he stopped overthinking and instead took advantage of the gathering of people from the underworld to discuss other issues.

"Kiberson, you should pay back the loan for repairing the warehouse, or you'll be in default."

"Okay, okay, why rush me? I'll transfer the money to you once Umit settles the payment. You think you're short of money, 'the great philanthropist'?"

They all knew how much of Feld's philanthropic investment was inflated, but there was nothing they could do; Feld's investment in MADS was a huge success.

"Would you ever complain about having too much money? I certainly wouldn't."

Feld wasn't worried about Kiberson defaulting on his debts. The group of them were already somewhat at odds with each other, otherwise Oran wouldn't have acted as a mediator to resolve some of their conflicts.

They will abide by their agreement until they decide to completely break off relations.

"Hey Sidi Lil, why don't you consider selling me that special shipbuilding method? I can consider it an investment."

At this time, Umit also began to ask Oran about his plans. He had not yet figured out the secret of the sea stone hull, and as someone whose main business was shipping, he was very envious of it.

"Hey! Umit, don't even think about interfering with our cooperation. You're too late!"

Upon hearing Umit's words, before Oran could say anything, Feld became agitated first.

"When it comes to business, the highest bidder wins. So why can't I cooperate with Sidi Lier?"

"Sidil, you heard that too, right? Feld is really greedy. Maybe you should find a different partner."

"Don't listen to Oran. We've been working together so well; that guy's the one with ulterior motives!"

Feld and Umit started arguing, but Oran didn't take their words to heart at all.

If something serious really happens, neither of these two people can be trusted. Their attitude is purely related to the hidden combat power of Oran.

Both Umit and Feld knew very well that if it came to turning the tables, they might not be much better than Piekro.

This wasn't the first time such a topic had been raised, and Oran continued to brush them off with an ambiguous attitude, essentially maintaining the status quo.

During this process, the number of snacks prepared on the table also kept disappearing.

"Dad, I want to eat that. That green one looks so delicious."

Leriana's desserts were reduced to plates; the rest were out of her reach.

Unlike the adults who were full of worries, she simply came with Oran to have fun and eat.

However, she remembered Oran's words: be polite when you're out and about. Seeing that no one else at the table seemed interested in eating, she tugged at Oran's sleeve, wanting him to bring her some food.

"Riley, you eat mine first."

"It's okay, if the child likes it, just give it all to her. I don't have much of an appetite."

Oran initially gave his own food to Leliana, but none of the people at the table were interested in it, so seeing that Leliana liked it, they gave it all to her.

"Cough cough. Dad, this doesn't taste good."

Seemingly choking from eating too quickly, Lyliana picked up a teacup, but the taste of the black tea was not to her liking; it was rather bitter.

"Well, this kind of tea is usually served with milk and sugar. Try this one."

Charlotte Linlin's tea party featured typical English black tea, with over a dozen condiments prepared on the side. However, Leliana still found the taste of this pure milk tea somewhat unpalatable.

In the end, it was just used as a throat lozenge and to clean the strange taste left in the mouth.

"Soldier, could you please bring me some more snacks, enough for about a hundred people? I need all kinds. Thank you."

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment."

Oran asked the chess soldiers beside him for more dessert. These chess soldiers were Homies created by Charlotte Linlin and were ordered to serve the guests here.

Therefore, without any doubt, he immediately went to the kitchen.

"Serves 100?"

In the kitchen of Cake Island, a slightly short and stout man with a bird-like nose and wearing an apron seemed to doubt whether he had misheard.

He is the head chef of Whole Cake Island – Long Bread, the executive chef, who oversees all the chefs in the Big Mom Pirates.

She was also the one who led Charlotte Linlin down the path of piracy.

"Yes, it's for the guests at the main table, and it's one hundred servings of each type."

"Interesting, such a good appetite? Lingling has certainly invited some very special guests! Boys! Let's get moving, we can't let our guests look down on us!"

To ensure the quality of the desserts, they are all freshly baked. Serving a hundred people is nothing to them, since Charlotte Linlin can consume mountains of desserts every day. However, this time it's a competition of their speed.

Under Leriana's awakened Rice Spirit, a large number of empty plates quickly appeared on the main table, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"No way. Does anyone really treat BIG MOM's tea party like a buffet?"

It's not like there aren't tea parties outside of this world. According to these people's understanding, a tea party should involve two snacks and a cup of tea, slowly savoring them for an afternoon, and then talking about other things.

They couldn't understand why people would eat and drink so heartily in such an environment.

Besides these guests, the members of the Big Mom Pirates also looked over. Perospero licked the candy cane he had just made, seemingly reminiscing about something.

Katakuri also appeared behind him at this moment.

"Katakuri, have you finished your afternoon tea?"

Katakuri eats donuts at fixed times, but due to health reasons, he doesn't want to expose his full face to outsiders, so he always covers his mouth with a scarf.

Even when eating snacks, it's no exception. In most cases, anyone outside his family who sees his mouth will be killed instantly, giving him a similar feel to the Kuchisake-onna (Slit-Mouthed Woman).

"Hmm, what are you looking at?"

"Look at that girl, doesn't she look familiar? Her voracious appetite reminds me of my mother."

"It's alright. It seems this doctor must have a very busy schedule."

Both of them were just saying it casually. After all, almost all the core members of the Big Mom Pirates were born to Charlotte Linlin. Her family could live without a father, but she would not let a man take her child away.

Moreover, as the eldest and second sons, they believed that a girl of that age could not possibly be related to Charlotte Linlin; at most, they might share some similarities in personality.

"Then you're wrong, Katakuri. You don't know enough about this. This doctor has earned quite a bit of money; it's more than enough to support a child."

Where's Mom? She should be here by now.

"Mom went to the castle warehouse. I had told her about the additive that Sidil invented, and she was very satisfied. She plans to trade something for it."

There is only one person in charge of the Big Mom Pirates: Charlotte Linlin herself.

Aside from when she goes crazy due to food cravings, Charlotte Linlin is a very cunning person, especially at this age.

To be precise, none of the Four Emperors are hotheads. They may like to adopt sons, act drunk, and play dumb, but their schemes are all incredibly deep.

Charlotte Linlin could tell that this thing was beneficial to the development of Whole Cake Island, and she certainly wouldn't turn it away. While Perospero and Katakuri were discussing when Charlotte Linlin would return to the venue, the organizers of this tea party had already returned to the venue. Watching the chefs carrying plates and rushing to the venue, a hint of displeasure flashed through Charlotte Linlin's mind.

"What? Haven't the snacks for the guests been prepared yet?"

"No, Mom, it's a guest who has a big appetite. She really likes the snacks at the event and has already eaten enough for dozens of people."

Upon hearing Charlotte Linlin's question, the chef hurriedly offered an explanation.

Charlotte Linlin may be quick-witted, but she often acts like a child, her joy and anger lasting only a moment.

When she heard that someone particularly liked desserts, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Well, well, well, there are quite a few people with good taste. Bring out your best cooking skills. If this guest is dissatisfied in any way, you'll be in for a beating!"

"Yes, Mom!"

Soon, a huge figure appeared in the tea party venue, its height resembling that of a giant.

Behind her floated a fireball and thunderclouds. These were the most special Homies, unlike the souls harvested from the outside world. Their source was Charlotte Linlin's own soul, and they were among the strongest.

Along with Charlotte Linlin, several chess pieces carried a photograph, which was placed opposite Charlotte Linlin under her expectant gaze.

"Mmm~mmm~I'm so glad everyone could come to my tea party. Enjoy it all, and I'll be even happier."

"Don't worry, the reason I invited everyone here is simply to let you know that we can interact more with the Big Mom Pirates during our activities in the New World, and to make friends with you all. There's no ill intent whatsoever."

Charlotte Linlin spoke so casually that, if no one had seen it, those who refused her would have been killed on the spot, and perhaps they would have actually believed her.

Charlotte Linlin then said some polite words, the gist of which was that the Big Mom Pirates were starting to get involved in some underworld business, and that people should remember to contact her if there were any collaborations.

Besides that, there really wasn't anything else.

"What's wrong? Don't you all want to eat these snacks? They're very delicious, you know. Are you all less courageous than a little girl?"

It could be said that only Leriana was casually enjoying the dessert; everyone else seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

"Hmm, what a cute little girl. If you like it, eat as much as you want, fill your belly up, and I'll give you as much as you want."

"Okay, thank you, pretty lady, but aren't you going to eat?"

When you're out and about, being polite won't do you any harm. Only an idiot would act like a celestial being, attracting hatred by always having a long face.

If something unexpected happens, there are naturally ways to handle a falling out.

Sometimes, saying things in reverse can have a significant effect: exaggerating the maturity of the young, praising the youth of the old, saying that counterfeit goods are made just as well as the real thing, and that the quality of genuine products is as exquisite as a model.

Each situation should be analyzed individually, but the reverse is generally reasonable, since people tend to want more when they have less.

Leriana is not stupid at all. She can say some very naive things about things she doesn't understand, and her words can be as sharp as a knife piercing the heart.

But once she's been taught something, she can apply it like a little genius, knowing how to adapt to different situations.

Charlotte Linlin was delighted to be called "sister." She hadn't yet entered the "swinging" phase, and her figure and face were still in good shape, so she naturally liked being called that.

"Mmm~ mmm~ It's been a long time since anyone called me that. The last time was that brat Kaido, right? That brat isn't cute at all now that he's grown up. I'll accept you as my little sister."

This remark inadvertently touched upon some of Charlotte Linlin's past memories. She was a free spirit, and feeling happy at the moment, she immediately agreed.

"Zeus, go and tell the longbreaders to bring out their best: lemon cake, matcha ice cream, strawberry chocolate tiramisu—I want them all!"

"Yes, Mom, I'll go right away!"

The cloud next to her was startled and hurriedly flew to the kitchen. When Charlotte Linlin requests a certain food, it's best to bring it to her quickly. If you delay too long, she will tell you how terrible an eating disorder can be.

"Oh my~ What a lovely girl, Siddi Lil. You're so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter."

"Thank you for the compliment. I also feel that this is my good fortune. She is my most adorable daughter."

"Sounds like a good father~"

Charlotte Linlin grabbed the food from the table and stuffed it into her mouth, but kept glancing at Lyriana. For some reason, the more she looked at her, the more pleasing she seemed.

Watching her eat, I even felt my appetite increase.

"It appears as a sign of a mother's special love for her child."

Charlotte Linlin occasionally displays maternal love towards children under ten years old, at which point she becomes exceptionally gentle and exhibits an unexpectedly tender demeanor.

However, if offspring who are over ten years old still want to be valued, they will have to rely on their own abilities.

"But isn't this going too far? Mom wouldn't really accept this little sister, would she?"

"Probably not. Mom will probably forget about it after the tea party."

Katakuri kept his arms crossed, unconcerned about such things. In his view, Charlotte Linlin was just a flash in the pan.

"What if Mom can't forget? Are we supposed to call that little girl 'Auntie'? And what about her PhD father? What if Mom's present during any future transactions?"

According to this algorithm, Oran's generational status inexplicably jumped to that of their maternal grandfather, which is absurd no matter how you look at it.

"Then let's stick to our own ways. Mom won't accept that title anyway."

"That's true. I hope Mom won't take this too seriously."

Before long, Zeus returned to the venue with the freshly made dessert. Seeing the satisfied smile on Charlotte Linlin's face, it breathed a sigh of relief.

Charlotte Lingling's gaze swept over Oran repeatedly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

"Is this fur-bearer one of your men?"

"They're family; we've lived together for a long time."

"Mmm~ Mmm, family? I like this title. My dream is to gather people of all races in this country. That would be a true kingdom. You already have a daughter, but she's just an ordinary human. It's such a pity."

Charlotte Linlin admires Leriana, but having a daughter means being married, making it difficult to marry another daughter to him.

If Oran weren't of an ordinary race, Charlotte Linlin might have made him her next husband.

Charlotte Linlin didn't hold back in her conversation, which made Perospero, who was standing next to her, break out in a cold sweat from time to time.

Whether Oran becomes a stepfather or a sister's husband, it signifies extreme chaos in interpersonal relationships.

Suppose Oran becomes the husband of one of his sisters, and then Lyriana becomes Charlotte Linlin's sister, then Oran is both his brother-in-law and his grandfather.

Is Leriana both his aunt and his niece?

Perospero counted on his fingers and finally gave up on the idea. He had gotten himself into a mess and didn't even know if he should be considered a niece.

Fortunately, her mother only expressed regret and did not intend to continue arranging the marriage.

Although Charlotte Linlin likes arranged marriages, it's not mandatory for her to do so.

"Sidil, no, I'll just call you Oran. I really like the gift you gave to the Big Mom Pirates. Katakuri has already told me about it."

Your family is lovely; they clearly trust you a lot. In that case, I'll just give this to you.

Charlotte Linlin took out a small box, which looked tiny compared to her palm; it was what she had found in the warehouse earlier.

"Consider this a deposit for our future transaction, and also a return gift from me. I'm sure you'll like it."

Charlotte Linlin placed the box on a plate, and then several legs sprouted from under the plate, carrying the box to Oran.

That plate was also a Homie, it just hadn't been moved before.

Oran picked up the box and shook it gently twice; it sounded like there was a spherical object inside.

"Just open it. It's already yours, so don't worry about anything."

(End of this chapter)