Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

However, even though Yann and Xiaojin had been together for many years and were very familiar with each other, they were not to the point of being able to understand bird language without any problems.

"Alright, alright, I know..."

Yern casually brushed off Xiao Jin's explanation, then said, "Let's put this Poneglyph into the castle as well."

"Scumbag~"

Little Gold's cries sounded somewhat weak, and then it circled the Poneglyph.

Immediately, Little Gold opened its mouth wide to the side, and to Arn's astonishment, a large amount of gold was spat out onto the ground with a "whoosh" sound, until the gold almost piled up into a small mountain before it stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Little Gold opened his mouth wide and put the Poneglyph into the castle.

Seeing this, Yann looked somewhat surprised, then seemed to realize something and hurriedly led Baby-5 into the castle.

then……

As far as the eye can see, everything is golden!

Countless gold grains were piled up in every corner of the castle like rice stalks, leaving almost no empty space except for a piece of historical text and the place where Yann and Baby-5 stood.

……

Half a day later, when Dragon, having finished his initial tasks, found Arn again in the Sanctuary, he discovered Arn standing on a high place gazing at the sky, his expression profound yet with a sense of detachment.

Seeing this, Drag assumed that Yann was thinking about some important issue concerning the future of the Revolutionary Army, so he hesitated for a moment and did not take the initiative to disturb him.

With his back to Dragon, Yann spoke in a slightly somber tone, "Drag, I feel like I've suddenly lost some important pursuits in life."

"Hmm? What are your goals?" Dragon stepped forward and asked.

"Quite suddenly, I seem to have completely lost interest in things like gold."

After a pause, Yann continued, "I think I understand that mindset of 'I have no interest in money' and 'regarding money as dirt'."

"These kinds of things you can't take with you when you're born or when you die. You only need enough. Having too much is just a useless burden."

After saying that, Yann didn't forget to pick up the snacks in his hand and feed them to Xiao Jin, and even gently stroked Xiao Jin's feathers, showing an attitude of great affection for Xiao Jin.

At that moment, Dorrag fell silent, his expression incredibly complex on the side of his face marked by the tattoo, completely at a loss for words.

After all, the Revolutionary Army has many industries and a lot of inherent wealth, but Dragon, as the leader of the Revolutionary Army, actually doesn't have many coins in his pocket.

Therefore, while Dorlag admires this noble state of mind, he simply cannot fully comprehend it at the moment.

Yaen continued, "Oh, right, Dragon, remember to send people to seal off the Sanctuary. I just took a look around and found a lot of gold on the island."

Dragon, however, was somewhat dismissive of this, wondering how much gold could possibly exist on a sky island where gold wasn't used as currency.

Provoked by Yann's words, Dragon simply said, "Since you promised that all the spoils on this island would be your wedding gift, then they're all yours."

"Are you sure?" Yann asked.

“Of course,” Dragon said with a flourish.

Yann smiled and said in a carefree tone.

“I appreciate your kindness, but this should be the site of the ‘Golden Land’ that was rumored to exist hundreds of years ago. It was just that the raging ocean currents carried the entire island to the Sky Island. And according to my rough estimate, the amount of gold preserved here is estimated to be tens of thousands of tons, enough for the revolutionary army…”

Upon hearing this, Dragon had no idea what Yorn was saying next; his mind was just buzzing.

Tens of thousands of tons?

how is this possible? ? ?

Even if the Revolutionary Army had developed to its current state, apart from its high-end combat capabilities whose value is difficult to measure, all of its other assets, if sold together, wouldn't be worth tens of thousands of tons of gold.

After Yann turned his head to finish speaking, he found that Drag still had a blank and dumbfounded expression, so he couldn't help but wave his hand in front of him and call out.

"Hey, hey, hey, Dragon..."

"Ah, oh..."

Dorag's gaze slowly shifted, then his face turned red at a visible speed, and his surprise almost overflowed from his eyes as he stammered.

"Really, there are tens of thousands of tons of gold?"

"Have!"

Yann nodded and said with certainty, "However, most of the remaining gold has been buried in the soil over the years and will need to be slowly cleaned out over time."

"No problem, that's not a problem at all. Let alone spending time clearing it out, even if we had to dig up the entire Holy Domain inch by inch, it wouldn't be a problem..."

At this moment, Dragon, who was so excited that he was incoherent, did not notice at all the word "most" that Yann had just said.

In fact, after calming down in the castle for a long time, Yann took a detour around the Sanctuary and found that most of the gold that could be picked up had already been taken away by Little Gold.

However, due to the exaggerated battle between Dragon and Enel that had cracked many parts of the Sanctuary, Arn discovered that a lot of gold was buried in the soil underground, and the amount was more than ten times that of the gold that Little Gold had taken away.

There are too many...

Dudeyan felt completely numb, utterly numb.

Money for baby formula?

That's definitely enough!

Let alone raising two children, even if Yann marries a dozen more wives and has a hundred or so more children, he would definitely have enough money for baby formula and other necessities.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is so much gold that it is enough to build a brand new kingdom from scratch in the middle of the sea.

Then, Yann patted Dragon on the shoulder and spoke casually.

"Drag, calm down. Gold is ultimately just an external thing, and it can only play a limited role in promoting the development of the Revolutionary Army."

After several breaths, Dragon let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Yaen and said...

"Chief of the General Staff, your level of thinking has indeed far surpassed mine, or perhaps even surpassed 99 percent of the people in this vast ocean."

"Tens of thousands of tons of gold, enough to cause a bloodbath on the sea and turn countless partners against each other, yet you can hand it over so casually."

Yaen smiled, his deep eyes devoid of any hint of yellow as he gazed at the distant sky and spoke.

"Because I know our future lies in the stars and the sea, not in some insignificant gold."

[Chapter 303. Ark Maxims]

The gold within the Sanctuary has further elevated the value of Skypiea to the Revolutionary Army.

This forced Yann to stay on the Sky Island for a period of time, waiting for Dragon to personally oversee various affairs on the Sky Island. A large number of powerful individuals, technological personnel, and intelligence personnel from the Revolutionary Army began to work around the Sky Island.

Under the premise of completely sealing off the Sky Island from the outside world and ensuring secrecy.

It took nearly two months for Sky Island to gradually get back on track under the control of the Revolutionary Army, and the Revolutionary Army began to build a network around Sky Island in the Grand Line.

As for Yann, he was merely a planner, not an actual manager and executor like Dragon. In the past two months, apart from continuing to practice the "Conqueror's Haki Entanglement" technique, he could only train Enel to relieve his fatigue.

"High Priest, I have finally succeeded in my cultivation!"

A bolt of lightning flashed and stopped in front of a house. Enel excitedly shouted to Yann, who was lying on a beach chair enjoying a leisurely afternoon nap.

"Ok?"

Wearing a mask, Yan slowly sat up, took a sip of the juice unique to Sky Island, and then looked at Enel.

At this moment, the golden staff that Enel was holding was covered with a layer of "Armament Haki".

Seeing this, Yan felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

You have to understand that even if Yann pushed himself to the limit, he couldn't do what Enel did.

However, Enel mastered Armament Haki in less than two months.

"It's barely passable."

Yone gave a brief assessment. "This skill is something almost every warrior in the ocean beneath the Sky Island knows, so it's nothing to brag about. But that alone is far from enough to attract the attention of the Lord of Hueco Mundo."

"Indeed, it's just a simple and fun technique."

Enel released the Armament Haki in his hand and said proudly.

"It might be considered a combat skill for ordinary humans, but it is nothing to us gods who serve the Lord of Hueco Mundo."

As for Enel's way of speaking, where he always talks about "gods," Aon has gotten quite used to it over the past two months.

After two months of training, Enel has unilaterally confirmed that Arn is the Grand Priest serving the Lord of Hueco Mundo, possessing a status that should be equal to his own, and having the right to speak and make suggestions on equal terms with him.

Suddenly, Yann thought of something and said.

"By the way, Enel, another batch of gold has been unearthed in Dragon. Could you take some time to go and process it, and melt all the gold into a uniform size using lightning for easy storage and transportation?"

“This boring stuff again? I refuse.” Enel answered without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Yann casually reached for a nearby table and threw his "Anti-Enel Noble Phantasm - Apple" directly at Enel.

"Snapped!"

Almost instinctively, Enel reached out and caught the bright red apple, then squatted down proudly to the side, using his golden staff to take bites.

"Click, click, click..."

A moment later, Enel finished eating the apple and stood up, saying...

"Since sufficient tribute has been offered, then I, the god, will reluctantly grant the wishes of those humans."

Immediately, Enel transformed into a bolt of lightning and sped towards the Sanctuary, as if he knew the way well.

As Yan watched Enel depart, he sipped his juice and continued his afternoon nap.

As he gets older, in order to ensure his long-term vitality and fighting ability, Yann pays more and more attention to health preservation.

For example: afternoon nap.

Unless there are special events, Yann takes two hours of sleep every day at noon.

After an unknown amount of time, the Den Den Mushi that Arn had placed on the small table next to him rang.

“Bru bru…”

Yan opened his eyes groggily, picked up the Den Den Mushi, and heard Hancock's coquettish voice coming from it.

"Lord Yann, it's time to get up."

"Um……"

Yone mumbled a reply, rolled over, and then asked, "Hancock, how are you feeling today?"

“That’s great. The baby knows his father is working hard outside, so he’s being extra obedient,” Hancock replied.