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

The moment they saw the scene before them, even these well-traveled future generals couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Kingsoft!

Everywhere you look, there are mountains of gold! Gold coins, gold bars, gold jewelry, pure gold statues... the golden light is almost blinding.

Next to the gold were neatly stacked boxes of peals, piled up into several small mountains.

Further away, there are various rare minerals and jewels, as well as some high-tech blueprints and equipment sealed in special containers.

"Gudu."

I heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva behind me.

"I'm... I'm rich..." Borsalino's sunglasses were almost slipped down to the tip of his nose.

"Hey... so much money, did Judge ransack the entire North Blue?" Kuzan's mouth was agape.

“Dirty wealth.” Sakazuki’s face was dark, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes filled with rage. “Every single one of these Berries is stained with blood! Germa… their crimes are unforgivable!”

Kane whirled around, his face resolute and his voice powerful: "Comrades! What is this? This is evidence of guilt! This is fuel that will allow Germa to continue waging war!"

With a sweeping gesture, as if a judge were announcing a verdict, he declared: "I now announce that the 'Zero Yuan Purchase' special operation has officially begun! The highest level of confiscation will be enforced!"

"Move! Move everything out!"

……

"Hey! Kane! Do you want those gold bricks on the wall?" Kuzan asked, pointing to the gold bricks with reliefs on the walls of the vault.

"Yes! Of course!" Kane's eyes lit up, and he jumped down from the pile of gold coins. "Even a mosquito is still meat! We'll take it! We can't leave them a single piece!"

"And that solid gold toilet! Take it away too!"

"That diamond-encrusted chandelier! Take it down!"

Over the next hour, a horrific looting took place at the Dermakin Kul.

Kuzan was in charge of packaging.

He created enormous hollow ice spheres, stuffed tons of gold and silver treasures inside, and then sealed them. This not only facilitated transportation but also made them waterproof.

Borusalino was in charge of the demolition.

He transformed into a golden ray of light and darted through the vault, cutting off anything that looked valuable, whether it was embedded in the wall or welded to the ground, with a single laser beam.

Sakazuki was responsible for the destruction.

For large pieces of equipment that can't be taken away or contraband that you don't like, just punch them in with lava and physically destroy them.

Kane was busy stuffing his system space with the most valuable parts and high-tech blueprints, humming a little tune as he did so:

"Hakimi~ Hakimi~ Hakimi~ Oh~ Na! Asiba! Asiba! Asiba! Oh yeah~ Naru! Na na na~ Na na na na na na na~"

[Ding! Host detected engaging in devastating plunder of member states!]

[Nature: Extremely heinous!]

[Disciplinary Value +10000!]

Your actions have set back the Germa Kingdom's fiscal deficit by thirty years, severely impacting the global landscape!

[Bonus Disruption Bonus: Violation Points +10000!]

Hearing the pleasant notification in his mind, Kane smiled even more happily.

……

Twenty minutes later.

The once magnificent and incredibly wealthy Germa vault is now just bare concrete walls.

Forget about the treasure, even three layers of floor tiles were pried off by Kane's men.

The space was so vast that your voice would echo, and even a mouse would have to leave with tears in its eyes.

"withdraw!"

Kane patted the dust off his hands with satisfaction as he watched the last batch of massive ice puck cargo being pushed into the underground sewers.

The four returned along the same route and pushed their "trophies" out of the bottom of Germa's warship along the seawater.

On the sea.

Dozens of enormous ice spheres floated on the dark sea, gently swaying with the waves, containing enough wealth to buy several small countries.

Back on the warship, looking at the deck full of ice pucks, Kane breathed in the golden air and felt as if he had been elevated.

"This is the taste of justice..."

He turned to look at Germa's still brightly lit fleet, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Tomorrow morning, when Judge opens the vault door, his expression will be priceless.

Chapter 27: Don't you have any conscience about spending this money on the Celestial Dragons?

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight shone on the flagship castle of the Germa Kingdom.

Vinsmoke Judge hadn't slept all night, his eyes bloodshot. He stood by the window, watching the snail-sized warships undergoing emergency repairs on the sea, his face grim.

"Commander, breakfast is ready." The clone soldier's voice rang out from outside the door right on time.

"I won't eat!" Judge waved his hand impatiently.

He's completely preoccupied with his revenge plan and has no appetite whatsoever.

“Oh, right,” he said, as if remembering something, and ordered towards the door, “Go to the vault and retrieve a batch of ‘shape memory alloys’ and send them to the first laboratory. The modification plan must be accelerated immediately!”

"Yes, Commander!" The clone soldier outside the door mechanically acknowledged the order and left.

Judge picked up a cup of hot coffee, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Navy... Kane... you just wait. Once my 'perfect creation' is born, I will collect this debt with interest."

However, he hadn't even had a chance to swallow the coffee.

"Bang--!!!"

The palace gates were violently flung open by a tremendous force. Instead of the cold, indifferent clone soldier who only gave work reports, the officer in charge of guarding the underground vault entered.

"Commander...Commander! Something terrible has happened!!"

"What's the panic!" Judge frowned sharply, his coffee cup trembling, scalding liquid splashing onto the back of his hand. "Is the sky falling down?"

“It’s…it’s worse than the sky falling down!” The officer’s voice trembled. “The…the treasure vault…the treasure vault…”

"What happened to the treasure vault?" Judge's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"The treasure vault... is empty!!!"

"What did you say?!"

Judge suddenly stood up, and the coffee cup in his hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered.

He grabbed the clerk by the collar, his eyes bloodshot, and roared, "Say that again!!"

“Everything is gone! Gold, pele, jewelry, rare materials… even… even the gold bricks on the wall… are all gone!!” The official was in tears.

boom!

Judge's mind went blank with a buzz.

He staggered out of the palace, not even having time to put on his combat suit, and rushed madly toward the treasure vault.

When he ran breathlessly to the gate that had been cut open by laser and saw what was inside, he felt as if his breath had stopped.

air!

Empty!

In the vast treasure vault, nothing remained but a scene of utter devastation and scattered ashes.

The holes left on the wall after the gold bricks were pried off seemed to be mocking him mercilessly.

The entire treasure vault was so clean it looked as if it had been ravaged by a tornado.

"My money...my gold..."

Judge's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he rummaged through the cheap wrapping paper on the ground.

"My blueprints...my rare materials..."

He saw a line of words made of ashes in the center of the ground.

"Thank you, King Vinsmoke, for your generous support of the naval cause. —A passing naval hero."

"puff--!!!"

When Judge saw these words, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him red.

"navy!!!"

He let out the most piercing and resentful roar of his life.

Immediately afterwards, everything went black, and he fell straight backward.

"Commander-in-Chief!!"

"Quick! Call the medic! The Commander-in-Chief has fainted!!"

The entire Germa Kingdom was instantly thrown into chaos.

……

Meanwhile, in the sea area a hundred miles away from Germa.

"Ah!"

Kane stood amidst the mountain of treasure, sneezed violently, then rubbed his nose, looking deeply moved.

"It must be Mr. Judge who has woken up. Not only did he contribute so much to the cause of justice, but he also thought of me in his busy schedule. He is such a good person."

On the deck behind him, the three future admirals of the navy were presenting three completely different states.

Kuzan was fast asleep, lying on a bed of gold coins, his drool soaking a gold brick.

Borsalino held a diamond the size of a pigeon's egg in his hand, shining it back and forth in the sunlight, repeatedly exclaiming, "How terrifying~ How dazzling~"