I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Something feels off.

Figo paused for a moment, then stepped forward and put his arm around King's shoulder, laughing, "Alright, Old King, you've worked hard. It's lunchtime, let's go eat."

Chapter 111 Ohara

In the following period, Figo discovered some other unusual phenomena after the lights were lit.

Self-healing ability—Figo cut a two-foot-long wound on his arm and healed it within three seconds, leaving no visible trace of the injury. The limits of this ability have not yet been determined.

Full of energy – even after going without sleep for more than ten days, I don't feel sleepy at all; it's as if keeping my eyes open is enough to satisfy my need for sleep.

Rapid physical recovery—Figo tried to flatten several mountains with his fists on a deserted island. The physical exertion from flattening the mountains was not as fast as his recovery. With this level of exercise, Figo might be able to flatten the entire world in one continuous motion, not to mention other easier sports.

Enhanced physical talent – ​​mastery of physical skills became more effortless, and the previously stagnant development of techniques accelerated again, allowing the elite troops and even the entire navy to learn new things.

As the first strongman in the entire pirate world to light a lamp with his physique, Figo had to figure everything out on his own. Just as he was gradually figuring things out through tests, the Marine Headquarters sent him some good news.

"Grandpa Figo!"

Lingling missed Figo terribly after not seeing him for a while, so she rushed up and hugged him tightly.

Figo can no longer lift Lingling up. Lingling, who is almost 14 years old, has started to develop. She has become slender and curvy, and her height has increased to nearly six meters.

She hugged Figo, who could only touch her waist. He patted her back helplessly to make her let go and said, "Lingling, you're a grown woman now. Don't be so clumsy. Did you encounter anything interesting on this voyage?"

"Okay, I got it!" Lingling agreed with a smile, but prepared to repeat the mistake next time. She sat down on the sofa in Figo's office and replied, "This time I ate elephant tuna from the South China Sea. It was incredibly delicious. It's a pity I didn't get to try grilling it. Grandpa Figo, you weren't here either... Oh, and there's this strange fruit called cat mountain fruit. It looks just like Grandpa Terry, hahaha..."

As Lingling recounted her story, the cloak of justice behind her seemed to be imprinted with the words "foodie."

That's right, Lingling is now a proud naval officer, holding the rank of vice admiral, leading a warship, and has made a name for herself in the entire naval headquarters and even the world!

The four Flower Fleets of the Navy are the fleets that countless graduating marines most want to join!

As for the other three flowers... they have all taken up seats in Figo's office.

Lieutenant Commander Bajin, a beautiful girl less than a meter tall, is in charge of logistics and food on the Lingling warship. She has a large number of chefs under her command to ensure that Lingling's food cravings do not flare up.

Lieutenant Commander Toki Amatsuki of the Naval Headquarters is the most normal and beautiful girl. She has a rudimentary swordsmanship, but her more important tasks are to play with Lingling and cheer on the fleet. She is also learning about navigation.

The last one is Emma, ​​the former CP0 queen of the entertainment district. After the collapse of the World Government and the disbandment of the intelligence agencies, a large number of intelligence personnel transferred to the Navy under Terry's leadership. She was one of them, and was awarded the rank of Rear Admiral. She is the head housekeeper on Linlin's ship and the real person in charge.

The other two were already familiar with Figo, and even Bakkin was no longer afraid of him. Only Emma looked quite reserved, especially when Figo looked over and took out three pieces of paper from his pocket and handed them to her.

Lingling, who was talking about food, paused and said, "Grandpa Figo, this is... I don't know who sent it to the Marine Headquarters. They said it was the rubbing of the red historical text you wanted. Grandma Mia asked me to bring it to you."

Over the course of more than three years, Rocks, who had almost unified the New World, finally collected the other three copies of the Red Poneglyphs that Figo needed!

“The World Government is gone, and CP0 is a thing of the past. This forbidden history should see the light of day again.” Figo said to Emma, ​​unfolded the three rubbings, looked at them, and then closed them.

Hmm, I don't understand.

Although the Celestial Dragons revealed ancient scripts to him twice, Figo never studied them in detail, never realized the benefits, and it was even less likely that he would become an expert on ancient scripts through those benefits.

The Hades power obtained through Roger and Rocks was not enough to allow Figo to decipher ancient texts by listening to the voice of all things.

Should we go and capture Roger again? That kid is definitely much stronger than before, and the compensation should be a substantial amount.

The thought flashed through Figo's mind, but he decided against it. "Forget it," he thought, "let the professionals handle the professional matters. I'll go to Ohara."

He said, "Grandpa is going to the West Sea next. Lingling, would you like to come along?"

Lingling's eyes lit up: "Great! It's been so long since I've traveled with Grandpa!"

“Then let’s go back to headquarters first.” Figo picked up the Den Den Mushi and dialed: “Old Jin, I’ll be leaving for a while, maybe a year or two, to work on the Advance Kingdom…”

Jinqie answered quickly: "I'll manage it!"

……

Ohara, a renowned archaeological site located in the Western Sea, boasts the world's largest collection of archaeologists and the largest library—the Tree of Knowledge—a temple of history and literature.

Of course, it is questionable whether the Tree of Omniscience is still the largest library, because Figo has been using his power to collect books from all over the world to fill the library of the Progression Kingdom and cultivate various talents for decades.

However, at least in the field of archaeology, they are still the absolute authorities... Archaeology here does not refer to the study of ancient scripts, which is forbidden and they only dare to do in private.

According to the original plan, 32 years later, this island would also be razed to the ground by the Navy's Buster Call for secretly studying ancient scripts, leaving only eight-year-old Nico Robin alive. She would be wanted as the child of a devil until she met Luffy.

However, they keep their research on ancient scripts very secret, and the scholars and civilians on the island live a peaceful life.

But on this day, the peace was shattered.

"Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!" A young man in his thirties rushed into the Tree of Omniscience, panting, and said, "Dr. Clark! There are warships! Suddenly, naval warships are coming!"

The elderly, bespectacled doctor with graying hair showed a slight change in expression, but quickly regained his composure and said, "Don't panic, Kuroha. This might not be bad news. Don't lose your composure. Immediately tell everyone to put away all the materials related to the ancient script. Who is leading the warship? Have they disembarked yet?"

"Yes, they should have already landed on the island. The one leading the warships... it seems to be the King of the World, Gaston Figo himself!"

"What?!" The old doctor finally lost his composure. He himself didn't believe that such a person's personal visit to Ohara was a trivial matter.

The World Government has explicitly prohibited the study of ancient scripts. Now, the Navy Headquarters has taken over the world, and the banner of justice flies high on the sea. However, they are still not entirely at ease. They worry that the Navy does not want that history to see the light of day again and are concerned about the Navy's attitude. Therefore, the research on ancient scripts is still carried out in a very secretive manner.

But now it seems we've still been exposed?

The scholars who had seen the Tree of Omniscience had already taken action, and the old doctor pushed hard with his cane.

"Kuroha, come, take me there, let's see what this King of the World has to do with this!"

Supporting the elderly scholar, the two quickly walked towards the shore. After walking only one street, they saw residents of an archipelago in the distance cautiously observing and curiously examining several uniformed marines. They knew the scholars were preoccupied with their research on ancient scripts, while the others were simply excited.

The King of the World, alive!

The two doctors' gazes were instantly drawn to the tall man and the even taller young girl standing at the forefront of the marines.

Figo was holding a cute little girl, about three or four years old, with gray hair, in his arms. He and a tall girl next to him were teasing her, almost making the little girl cry.

The old doctor asked in surprise, "Olivera?"

As they drew closer, Figo looked over and said, "Dr. Clark? Hello, I'm Gaston Figo."

"Your Excellency, King of the World," the old doctor replied respectfully, "may I ask why you have suddenly come to Ohara?"

Figo asked, "The World Government strictly forbids the study of ancient scripts, yet you still did it. Do you know what will happen if you're exposed?"

As expected! The old doctor's heart sank to the bottom. He no longer believed he could deceive Figo. He gritted his teeth and said, "The truth of history should be known by everyone!"

Figo remained silent.

The atmosphere instantly became oppressive.

After a long pause, Figo smiled and said, "Never mind, it's hard to say what's right and wrong. But there's something I have to criticize you for. Why, even after more than three years since the World Government collapsed, and with so many changes on the high seas, do you still not dare to trust the Navy?"

The old doctor was taken aback.

"Wouldn't it be easier to uncover the truth of history together with the Navy?"

Chapter 112 The Origin of Ancient Writing

"This is the main text of the road sign's history..."

Dr. Clark spread out the four rubbings on the table one by one, his expression one of overwhelming excitement.

More and more Ohara archaeologists gathered around, all craning their necks to see the strange writing with fervent enthusiasm.

Dr. Clark was so engrossed in admiring it that he didn't realize what was happening until bored Lingling placed Olivia on her head and let out two hums. He then nodded apologetically to Figo and turned to call out the names of four people: "One copy each. You will decipher these ancient characters."

Even experts in ancient scripts cannot translate ancient scripts into modern scripts fluently; they must consult dictionaries.

After the archaeologists were divided into groups and took away the rubbings one by one, he stood up and bowed to Figo.

"As expected of the King of the World, you dare to try to relive that history without any scruples. I underestimated the Navy and Your Excellency's courage. I apologize."

"No need to be so polite."

Figo said, "The Navy has the courage to face any truth. Even if the 20 kings over 700 years ago did stand on the side of justice and made great achievements, it is not enough to allow their descendants to enjoy lawless privileges for more than 700 years."

"That's right," the old doctor nodded.

Figo added, "I'm not just here to find out the exact locations of the four road signs. The research on O'Hara has been going on for many years, hasn't it? You must have made some other discoveries, right?"

Dr. Clark nodded, organized his thoughts, and said, "According to ancient records, there are a total of 30 pieces of the historical text scattered throughout the world."

Nine of these are considered tool stones, recording the locations of the other nine historical inscriptions. Three more stones record information about the three ancient weapons: Uranus, Hades, and Poseidon.

Of the remaining 9 pieces, 4 are the inscriptions on the road signs you brought, 1 likely exists at the legendary end of the world, the final island, containing a treasure that could overturn the world, and the last piece should record information about all the races of Qinghai.

The fate of the last three pieces remains unknown; perhaps they too are on the final island.

As Dr. Clark continued his narration, Lingling remained uninterested and listless, while Olivia, whom she had placed on her head, gradually calmed down and listened intently.

Tengetsu was equally serious.

“Not all of them are on the final island,” Figo thought for a moment and said, “There’s another one on Fishman Island. It’s a confession, written by a person from eight hundred years ago who apologized to the merfolk.”

Dr. Clark pushed up his glasses in surprise as Figo recounted the story of Joy Boy and the Little Mermaid that he knew so far.

“Aquaman…it’s actually…” he exclaimed excitedly, “Sure enough, the enormous kingdom mentioned in the two stone tablets we deciphered really exists! The original World Government was worried about something and refused to let the world know about history!”

"The Little Mermaid?" Lingling tilted her head, catching Olivia as she shook her down, startling the child so much her face turned pale. "A giant sea king?"

Drooling, drooling.

When Tianyue handed over the paper, Ba Jin skillfully yet disdainfully climbed onto Lingling to help wipe her. Figo chuckled and said, "You'll get to eat it sometime."

Then he told Dr. Clark about the general situation of Pluto and Uranus. The old doctor listened with great interest, wishing he could take notes. After digesting the information for a long time, he hesitated and asked, "How does Your Majesty the King of the World know these things? Could it be... that you can also decipher some ancient texts?"

Figo said, "No, I can hear the sounds of all things. I only know a little about ancient writing, otherwise I wouldn't have needed to come to Ohara. Speaking of which, I've always been very curious about ancient writing. It's completely different from the writing we use now, and you can't understand any information from its form at all. This doesn't conform to the normal development of writing."

Was it the World Government that forcefully blocked it, creating a new writing system, or were there other reasons?

Dr. Clark smiled and said, "We also investigated this matter and eventually found an amazing truth in ancient documents."

The so-called ancient script should more accurately be called astronomical script. It was never widely circulated in Qinghai, but was only mastered by a small number of people who had contact with interstellar visitors, making it naturally easier for the World Government to block its transmission.

Figo's expression turned serious: "The starry sky?"

"To be precise, it's the moon," Dr. Clark said. "About 1100 years ago, some people who lived on the moon landed in Qinghai for unknown reasons, bringing their writing system and some advanced technology to the people of Qinghai."

According to our research, there is a particularly interesting legend about a place—the legend of Shandora, the golden city on Jaya Island. It is said that there once existed a city built of gold there, and more than three hundred years ago, an adventurer named Rolando discovered it, only to be later mistaken for a fraud.

He might not be a fraud. The so-called "Golden Land" could very well be a gold deposit that the moon people obtained from us using their advanced technology. As for why it's gone, perhaps... they've already taken the gold back to the moon.

No, they were formed into floating islands by the rising ocean currents! Figo immediately connected the dots in his mind: those moon people couldn't go back, and they still live on the floating islands!

Only Enel from the future returned. The underground city that Enel discovered on the moon was the place where the ancestors of these moon people who landed in Qinghai, also known as the Sky Island people, lived!

So ancient writing originated from them?

They brought technology? Could it be that the space pirates that Saint Cheryl Rolin mentioned are them?