Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

[The host, as the commander, bears joint responsibility... Disciplinary value +2000!]

Kane stood at the bow of the warship, listening to the pleasant notification sound in his mind, and contentedly cracked open a sunflower seed.

He let the heatwave tousle his hair, gazing at the apocalyptic scene in the distance, and gently shook his head, his tone filled with regret and disappointment.

"Oh dear..."

"Mr. Judge, is this the confidence you have in dominating the North Sea? It's a little disappointing."

Kane raised his hand, pointed at Judge, and activated his taunting mode:

"If that's your level, then I suggest you go home and play in the mud. The waters of Beihai are too deep; you can't handle them."

"Damn you! You damned navy! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Judge has gone completely mad. Decades of accumulated wealth, a tenth of it, was destroyed in a single encounter!

He suddenly pressed the button on his mask, and the high-tech jetpack behind him spewed out blue airflow, suspending him in the air.

"Germana, take off! Use Seastone bullets to kill them all! As long as you spread out, those heavy attacks won't hit you..."

However, before he could finish speaking...

A lazy and irritating voice rang out directly above his head.

"Huh? Clumsy? Are you talking about Sakazuki? That's a terrible compliment~ But being called an idiot is also a headache for me~"

Judge suddenly looked up.

It's blinding.

It was even more dazzling than looking directly at the midday sun.

Borsalino, hands in his pockets, stood hundreds of meters in the air, defying all the laws of physics, his yellow striped suit gleaming in the light.

He pouted, his sunglasses reflecting the clone army below, which was trying to take off and fight like headless flies.

"Spreading out the formation is indeed troublesome, since we have to aim at each one individually, so..."

Borsalino crossed his arms in front of his chest, interlocking his index fingers and thumbs, his fingertips shimmering with golden light, like thousands of stars twinkling at the same time.

"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel".

Just as the golden light was about to burst forth, another slightly languid voice softly sounded beside him:

"Since Borsalinosan has gone to such lengths, I'll add a little something extra... If they swim away, it'll be a real hassle to clean them up."

Before anyone knew it, Kuzan had appeared in mid-air. With a shake of his arms, the air around him instantly froze, and hundreds of ice-thorn spears radiating a chilling aura appeared out of thin air.

"Two-thorn spear!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

For a moment, the sky was divided into two completely different lights.

On one side, a rain of golden light projectiles plummeted at breakneck speed, carrying destructive heat; on the other, a stream of pale ice spears, sharp enough to pierce steel and radiating extreme cold.

There are no blind spots, and no room to dodge.

This time, it's Germa's turn to experience what it means to be covered by firepower.

Golden explosions and icy freezes erupted simultaneously within the Germa fleet.

Before the soldiers pierced by the light bullets could even scream from the intense heat, the ice spears that followed froze them, along with the surrounding air, into blood-red blocks of ice.

The clone soldiers who tried to disperse using their jetpacks had nowhere to hide in the gap between the light and ice, and fell into the scalding seawater like dumplings.

[Ding! Teammates Borsalino and Kuzan have been detected causing widespread damage!]

[Judgment: Tendency to torture and kill prisoners!]

[Disciplinary Value +1500!]

"Damn it... Why would such a monster appear in the North Sea?!"

Judge's hand holding the spear began to tremble violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his combat suit.

"Has the Marine Headquarters gone mad? Sending three top-tier Logia-type Devil Fruit users just to deal with one Germa?!"

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

The spear fell to the ground with a clang.

In just three minutes.

His once-proud and invincible fleet was reduced to molten iron in half and riddled with holes in half.

"Run...we have to run..."

The ambition in Judge's eyes was completely extinguished, leaving only the instinct for survival. He crawled on all fours toward the control panel of the escape pod located at the rear of the bridge.

As long as he can escape back to the core laboratory, as long as the cloning technology remains, he can…

"Oh dear... Now that you're here, don't rush off. If you guys get away, Kane will start nagging me about not doing any work."

A languid voice, accompanied by a bone-chilling cold, enveloped the entire sea area.

Kuzan crouched on the gunwale of the warship, one hand plunging into the seawater.

"Ice Age!"

Click click click—!

A sickening freezing sound rang out.

Centered on the warship, the pale ice sheet spread outward at an alarming rate, instantly engulfing the boiling sea surface.

The waves remained frozen in their swirling motion, and the enormous snail-shaped warships that tried to turn around were instantly locked onto the thick ice field, unable to even let a fly escape.

The whole world has been transformed into a giant ice sculpture graveyard.

[Ding! Teammate Kuzan has been detected freezing a critical shipping lane, obstructing traffic!]

[Judgment: Environmental damage! Affecting navigation!]

[Disciplinary Value +1000!]

"Comfortable."

Kane suppressed the urge to smile, looking at the soaring numbers on the system panel, which were enough for him to start the lottery wheel.

He patted the sunflower seed crumbs off his hands and straightened his tie.

"Moonwalk".

Bang.

He stepped lightly and gracefully landed on the frozen deck of the Germa flagship.

The soles of the leather shoes collided with the ice, making a crisp "tap, tap" sound.

The sound was particularly jarring on the desolate ice plains, each stomp on Judge's already crumbling nerves.

At this moment, Judge's body was half frozen on the control panel, unable to move, and he could only watch in horror as the young naval warrant officer walked towards him step by step.

Behind him, three terrifying "monsters" stood in a triangle formation, surrounding Judge, whose face was ashen.

Kane walked up to Judge, squatted down, and gave him a warm, gentle smile.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Vinsmoke Judge."

Kane gently brushed a piece of ice off Judge's shoulder, his voice tender:

"Let me introduce myself. I am Warrant Officer Kane from Naval Headquarters."

"What did I just say?"

Kane pulled out the little notebook labeled "Tickets" from his pocket, tapped his chin with the pen cap, and looked thoughtful:

"Oh, by the way, illegal assembly, environmental pollution, violent resistance to law enforcement, assaulting military officers... these are all serious offenses."

Judge's teeth chattered as he looked at the demon before him and forced out a sound through clenched teeth:

"Give...I'll give...five hundred million...let me go..."

As long as I can survive, what does money matter!

Germa's skills are still there; he can make a comeback!

Hearing this, Kane did not show any satisfaction.

Instead, he frowned and looked at Gaji with surprise, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

Five hundred million?

Kane sighed dramatically, slowly stood up, and looked down at the former overlord of the North Sea.

That look in his eyes was like looking at a native who didn't know the rules.

"Mr. Judge, have you misunderstood something?"

"The five hundred million I mentioned earlier was a friendly price before anything was done. Now..."

Kane glanced at the three monstrous figures behind him with a deep look in his eyes, and said softly:

"You'll have to pay more."

Chapter 24 A Billion to Buy My Life! Thank You, Navy, for Not Killing Me?

More money?

He actually dared to ask for more money?!

Vinsmoke Judge stared intently at the smiling young navy man, feeling his heart pounding.

A tremendous sense of humiliation welled up inside me.

"Damn it...you're declaring war on the member states of the World Government!"

Judge's voice trembled with rage as he grabbed the Den Den Mushi and roared at the outside world.

"I want to denounce your atrocities to the world government!"

However, all that came through the Den Den Mushi was a buzzing sound of electricity.

"Don't waste your energy." Kane picked at his ear, looking completely innocent. "The signal isn't very good in this area."