Konoha's Mission Master

After all, Wood Release creations are extremely adaptable to their environment.

Yakumo took out a healing orb and swallowed it, continuing to restore the damaged organs in his body. He slowly adjusted his somewhat disordered breathing, and the injuries he had sustained in the battle were healing at an extremely fast pace.

Although Garp was in a terrible state at his feet, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and he was still breathing, though his life force was extremely fragile.

Surrounded by surging waves, Garp's body moved slowly, drifting with the current towards the distance.

Using the power of Wood Release to create objects, Yakumo created a wooden spear about two meters long in his hand, with a light blue whirlwind wrapped around its tip.

If Yakumo wanted, he could have taken Garp's life with just a little effort, but he hesitated and eventually bent down and picked Garp up.

Yakumo was very curious about the secrets of the legendary D clan.

Of course, it could also be that he was acting out of a saintly mood, but Yakumo didn't care. Even if Garp had strong recovery abilities, it would still take him several months to recover without his own treatment.

The long-running war finally came to an end, with Yakumo's side achieving a great victory. Yakumo estimated that this event would become the front page headline of tomorrow's World Economic News, and the sea would tremble because of it.

The Five Elders were not able to completely cover up the news. News birds carrying cameras were constantly circling above their heads. In addition, the Revolutionary Army also had means to make its voice heard to the world, such as the newspapers it controlled.

Mori Masako and Yukotsu Chiyuki walked over from a distance. They both looked to be in good condition, but they had a lot of blood on them, so they must have been injured in the battle just now.

Masako Mori: "I'm so glad you're alright, Yakumo."

"Of course, they are not strong enough."

"Let's go back to base."

This battle, lasting a total of three hours, finally came to an end.

The three of them departed on an airship. Yakumo controlled the flight direction on the deck, while the other two used healing orbs inside the cabin to treat their physical injuries.

In fact, many people are curious about the principle of the airship. It is actually based on Yakumo's shadow clones as the energy core, while the main body changes the flight direction by manipulating wood-style objects.

Simply put, it's about Yakumo's shadow clones carrying airships and flying. The principle is simple, but it's very difficult to replicate.

The return journey proceeded without incident; the newsbirds dispersed in different directions, spreading intelligence about the great battle throughout the world.

White clouds drift lazily by, occasionally brushing past islands beneath their feet. With Yakumo's keen eyesight, one can see bustling crowds and violent clashes.

But no matter what, the sins continue.

Yakumo quietly released a shadow clone to handle the conflict that had broken out on the island below. The emerald airship streaked across the sky like a meteor, disappearing in an instant.

East China Sea, on a deserted island.

As Yakumo and his two companions descended from the sky, a powerful shockwave spread outwards, bending the nearby weeds and making them cling tightly to the ground. Shyvana and Machi immediately surrounded them, their eyes filled with concern.

Shyvana's gaze swept over Yakumo, her concern palpable. Mori Masako stepped forward without a word, blocking Shyvana's view.

This jealous person is jealous again.

"Master, are you injured?"

"I'm very concerned," Shivana asked.

"It's cured. You need to understand that your master is the strongest doctor in the world, and also the most capable fighter among doctors."

Yakumo replied with a touch of arrogance.

Seeing that the three were unharmed, Machi quietly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke softly to Yakumo.

"Chief, I hope Lord Yakumo will contact him after the battle."

"Understood. Oh, by the way, this is your leader's father. Please take care of him. From what I've observed, he's unlikely to regain consciousness within five hours."

Yakumo waved his hand, and a lush green cocoon split off from the emerald airship. The vines on the surface of the cocoon gradually spread outwards, revealing a body that looked like charcoal, which looked quite miserable. However, Garp's breathing had now stabilized, which was truly a monstrous physical ability.

Maggie stared at the charred remains on the wooden board, somewhat surprised. She found it hard to connect the charred human-shaped remains before her with that naval hero.

The identity of Long's father, the leader of the revolutionary army, was not a secret among the higher-ups; they were basically aware of the love-hate entanglements within that family.

"That's right, he is the naval hero Garp."

"Oh, I understand."

Maggie carefully moved the wooden plank and began to treat Karp's wounds and the debris remaining inside them.

Her hands were slightly unsteady, and the seemingly simple act of cleaning the wound would directly impact her future career.

Inside the laboratory, Yakumo picked up the Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) used to contact the dragon, gently flicked it to wake it, and began contacting the dragon in the New World.

"Pop, pop."

Ryu didn't keep Yakumo waiting long; the Den Den Mushi was connected almost instantly, and his deep voice inevitably trembled slightly.

"Brother Yakumo, what was the result?"

"On the Navy side, Green Bull and Sengoku were killed in action, as was the new Chief of the CP Department and his squad. In the final moments of the battle, Garp volunteered to stay behind to cover the retreat and was brought back by me. He is still alive."

"Thank you."

After receiving Yakumo's reply, Ryu instantly understood that it was because of him that Yakumo had spared Garp's life.

In short, he owed Yakumo another favor.

"The world you want to create is the vision I envision, and my willingness to help you achieve that is exactly what I'm looking forward to."

Yakumo said with a righteous expression, "As for completing the task of obtaining the Proof of the Overlord, that was just a side goal, nothing more."

[Proof of Hegemony: 133.6%]

Currently, the progress of the "Proof of the Overlord" quest is ready to be submitted, but Yakumo intends to make a little more progress before submitting it.

To add to that, Yakumo also received 25000 gold coins for killing the CP leader, but Green Bull's death was not counted against him, so he did not receive any gold coins.

The mission system here puzzled Yakumo a little. Sengoku could be considered a royal-level fighter because he fought Whitebeard for half his life, so what made that silver-masked man so special?

However, getting 50,000 gold coins from this battle is not bad.

"Brother Yakumo, how is Vice Admiral Garp's injury?"

The dragon's voice came from the Den Den Mushi, interrupting Yakumo's thoughts. Yakumo was still undecided about what to do with the 50,000 gold coins, as he needed 160,000 to further upgrade the Soul Soul Fruit.

On the other hand, the lack of Dao Transformation Scrolls prevents the enhancement of Wood Release.

"To be honest, I can only say he's still alive. Even if I give him all the treatment I can, it will take three months for him to regain his fighting ability."

After a moment's thought, Yakumo gave a false answer. In reality, it would only take ten days or so to cure the disease, but he didn't want Garp to block his way again for the next six months.

But he didn't expect that the dragon had the same idea as him.

"I must not treat him. I hope that in the next two years, he will not be able to affect the overall situation. After all, I don't want things to really escalate to the point where father and son kill each other."

"You really are a filial son," Yakumo exclaimed.

"I really don't want things to escalate to the point where father and son kill each other."

The dragon's voice remained unchanged as it spoke to Yakumo.

"So, you're confident you can kill Lieutenant General Garp?"

"Of course, my father was indeed very powerful when he was young, but now he is getting old and his abilities have declined in many ways."

The dragon's voice was full of confidence and certainty.

"Your clan's bloodline is strange. I pushed your father to the brink of death several times, but he broke through his limits each time. At his peak, his combat power was comparable to that of the Four Emperors," Yakumo asked tentatively.

"This might be talent. In battle, we are more likely to break our own limits and achieve an explosive increase in strength."

The dragon's voice remained steady, but Yakumo detected a hint of arrogance in it, clearly stemming from pride in its own bloodline.

In the later stages of One Piece, when various races appeared, it eventually became a world where bloodlines were paramount, and Yakumo felt no envy whatsoever.

"I truly envy your bloodline. I am just an ordinary person, and it took me more than a decade of hard work to barely be able to contend with four generals-level enemies."

"I feel ashamed of this battle."

Yakumo was conducting Versailles with utmost seriousness.

"Cough cough."

Long coughed slightly, somewhat awkwardly, and continued.

"We have already infiltrated the SkyGold in three countries, but according to intelligence, the World Government will use a new type of signal jammer to block the location devices this time."

"Has the plan changed?"

"That's right." The dragon's voice sounded somewhat ashamed.

"In that case, we need to change the plan."

Yakumo remained calm. There were still more than ten days until the planned date, enough time to mix the seed of Wood Release creation into the Heavenly Gold and use it as the coordinates for the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"I have some plant seeds; can you help me mix them with the Heavenly Gold?"

"Plant seeds? Okay, no problem."

"I can sense the location of my plant seeds; all I need to do is stay in Mary Geoise."

Yakumo added that this statement was meant to confuse the public. Although the people of this world would eventually figure out the core secret of his spatial teleportation, he hoped that day would come a little further away.

"I estimate that the revolutionary army cadres will arrive on the deserted island tomorrow, and then they will hand over the plant seeds to the transport ship captain," Long replied.

After a brief exchange, the two hung up the phone. When he left the lab, he saw that Karp under the tree had woken up, but his skin looked like charred charcoal.

"Didn't expect you to wake up so quickly?"

Yakumo quickly approached Garp and said, while simultaneously activating his Soul Eye to observe. A violent rumble emanated from Garp's body, like a powerful engine pumping blood to every part of his body.

This doesn't look like the heart of a dying patient at all; it's stronger than that of a young man. His physical strength is truly monstrous.

"Yakumo-kun, did Aokiji escape?"

Garp grinned and asked Yakumo in a deep voice. As he spoke, the dead skin around his mouth gradually peeled off, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily, clearly enduring great pain.

“I escaped safely, and I didn’t intend to kill him.”

"That's good."

Garp's expression visibly relaxed, and his body unconsciously became sluggish. He wanted to lean against the tree trunk to rest, but because of the pain, he immediately sprang up, grimacing and occasionally letting out a painful groan.

"Yakumo-kun, please heal me."

"You're really being too friendly. We were enemies not long ago."

Yakumo was somewhat surprised. It seemed that Garp had put aside his anger towards him and had become carefree again.

“You and Dragon are good friends, so according to seniority, you should call me Uncle. Ouch, that really hurts!” Garp’s lips twitched slightly.