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

"We need this nail to quickly establish a foothold in the new world."

Chapter 66: Just a Little Bit of Calculation! The Strongest Team Assembles!

The shadow of the headquarters building was left behind.

Kane did not go straight back to his office.

He first went to the special store for senior officers at headquarters.

Kane touched the check in his pocket, sneered, and instead of using the "money for selling himself," he used the Berries he had previously hidden in the Germa treasury.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; you can't catch a free high-class henchman without risking Pele."

A few minutes later, carrying three beautifully packaged gift boxes, humming a little tune, he walked towards the special-grade officers' dormitory building.

There lived three "monsters" from his time at the Zephyr Elite Training Camp.

It was also his pre-ordained naval F4 group, destined to dominate the new world in the future.

……

"Click".

Push open the heavy oak door.

A complex mixture of cigar and tea aromas, along with a subtle chill, wafted towards me.

Inside the spacious four-person luxury suite, the atmosphere was, as always,... disjointed.

A seat by the window.

Borsalino was wearing that flamboyant yellow and white striped shirt and sunglasses.

He was sitting with his legs crossed, trimming his nails.

She was humming an unknown tune as she looked at her wrinkled face in the mirror.

A corner of the room.

Kuzan was wearing the eye patch with a silly seagull pattern printed on it.

He lay sprawled out on the bed, snoring loudly.

The snot bubbles hanging from his nostrils swelled and swayed precariously with each breath.

On the floor in the center of the room.

Sakazuki was shirtless, revealing his rock-hard muscles.

He performed a difficult handstand push-up with one hand, sweat dripping down his strong chin.

A small puddle of water had already accumulated on the floor.

"Oh, esteemed majors, you're all here."

Kane closed the door behind him and locked it.

Hearing the noise, Borsalino lazily lifted his eyelids, while Sakazuki didn't stop. Kuzan... Kuzan was still blowing bubbles.

"I brought you some local specialties."

Kane wore an innocent smile, flicked his wrist, and sent the three gift boxes flying precisely towards the three people.

"Snapped."

Borsalino reached out and took the dark red wooden box, raising an eyebrow.

He slowly and methodically opened it.

An extremely rich and mellow tea aroma instantly wafted out.

"Oh~?"

Borsalino's eyes lit up behind his sunglasses, and his usual sleazy demeanor subsided somewhat.

"This is top-grade black tea from the East China Sea? Kowaine~ Kane, this is a luxury item reserved for nobles. You've struck it rich?"

“Anything is worth the price, no matter how expensive, as long as it’s for my brother,” Kane said with deep emotion.

the other side.

Sakazuki braced himself with one hand on the ground and caught the flying metal box steadily with the other.

Upon opening it, I found two neat rows of top-quality cigars.

It comes from the private estate of the godfather of the West Sea and cannot be bought on the market at all.

Sakazuki stopped moving and rolled to the ground.

He picked up a cigarette, held it to his nose, and sniffed it. The pungent, strong tobacco smell eased his furrowed brows.

"Have a heart."

He spoke in a deep voice, his tone still stiff, but he was clearly pleased.

As for Kuzan...

"Smack!" A hard card accurately popped his snot bubble and fell onto his face.

Kuzan jolted awake, groggily grabbing at what was on his face: "Huh? Who attacked me...?"

Upon realizing that what he held in his hand was a voucher for a "Polar Walker Limited Edition Mountain Bike," the guy's sleepiness vanished instantly.

"Wow! Is this the limited edition I couldn't buy?!"

Kuzan jumped up, clutching the voucher as if it were his dream lover.

"Kane! You're my own brother!"

Seeing the satisfied expressions on the three men's faces, Kane's smile widened even more.

Kane pulled up a chair, sat down in the center of the room with an air of authority, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and his originally smiling expression gradually turned serious, even tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"The stuff is good, but brothers, don't you think... this kind of life is a bit too boring?"

The atmosphere in the room paused slightly.

"Boring?" Borsalino blew on his nails. "Yay~ Drinking tea and reading the newspaper every day, clocking out on time, and occasionally catching a few small-time pirates with bounties over 100 million—this is the kind of life I've always dreamed of!"

"Stop pretending, Borsalino."

Kane flicked his cigarette ash, his gaze sharp and piercing through Kizaru's disguise.

"In a place like headquarters, with Sengoku-sho watching you from above, and Zephyr-sensei overseeing you, plus all those red tape and formalities, can you really really unleash your full potential?"

Borsalino paused slightly as he clipped his nails. Although he didn't say anything, the reflection in his sunglasses flashed noticeably.

Kane gave him no chance to catch his breath, abruptly turning his head to look at Sakazuki, who was wiping away sweat.

"And you, Sakazuki, how much has your skill improved by punching a dead target every day?"

Sakazuki abruptly raised his head, his eyes burning with suppressed rage: "What do you want to say?"

Kane stood up, walked to the center of the room, and spoke in a low voice.

"Come with me. To Branch G-5."

"G-5? That kind of junkyard?"

Sakassky frowned, clearly showing his disdain for the place.

"Yes, it's a landfill."

Kane's voice suddenly turned icy.

"Here you are, shooting at a dead target every day. Meanwhile, those vicious pirates are constantly passing through G-5, pouring into the New World to harm more civilians!"

"Your so-called 'absolute justice' has absolutely no place here!"

"You're just indulging in a pointless act of self-gratification!"

Kane's words struck Sakazuki hard.

“And there, you can carry out your ‘justice’ to the end.”

"Arrest all pirates who pass through G-5, no matter who they are! Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot! You can turn that sea red and nobody will care!"

Sakazuki's breathing became heavy, and thick black smoke billowed from his fists.

Kane then turned to Borsalino: "Borsalino, think about it."

"In the New World, pirates are as numerous as hairs on a cow."

"All you have to do is fly into the sky and fire a few laser beams, and that'll be a great achievement."

"Once you've done your sales targets, you can go home for tea, and no one will check your attendance."

"Isn't this much more efficient than just putting on a show at headquarters?"

Borsalino stroked his chin, his sunglasses reflecting the light: "Sounds...really promising~"

"As for Kuzan."

Kane patted Aokiji on the shoulder, who was still in a daze, and spoke earnestly.

"You can sleep wherever you want. It's far from the reach of the emperor there, and you can ride your bicycle on the sea for days without anyone bothering you."

"and……"

Kane's voice turned serious, "Only there, facing real great pirates, can your abilities be truly honed."

"If you stay here, you'll only become hothouse flowers, never reaching the pinnacle of 'General'!"

All three of them fell silent.

They are the strongest trio of their generation, known as "monsters".

They all possess their own deep-seated pride.

Nobody wants to start retiring at this age, and nobody wants to see their peers leave them behind.

Seeing that these three guys were already interested, Kane suddenly sighed.

Her acting skills are on point again.

He turned around, his back to the three of them, his shoulders shrugged slightly, making him look particularly desolate.