I collect everything in the One Piece world.

Once Morsen activates the sticker, he can use the power of the Sand-Sand Fruit, which is equivalent to having two fruit abilities.

"I never thought I could actually 'collect' it..." Mo Sen muttered to himself, his fingers gently brushing across the surface of the sticker, feeling the natural power within it.

"This proves that my thinking was completely correct! The potential of the 'Collection' fruit is far beyond imagination!" Thinking of this, Morsen's fatigue seemed to lessen considerably, which was a more exhilarating gain than defeating Crocodile itself.

"Mosen!!!"

Are you alright?!

Just then, two clear female voices, tinged with anxiety and worry, approached from afar.

Mosen turned his head and saw Robin and Bakara running towards him from the direction of the Rain Banquet, their faces showing tension and concern, especially after seeing Mosen's tired appearance and the blood on his body.

"I'm fine, this blood isn't mine, I'm just a little tired." Mo Sen waved to them, indicating that he was alright.

The two women ran over and, after confirming that Mosen was alright despite his disheveled appearance, breathed a sigh of relief.

Robin's gaze then fell on the burly figure lying lifeless in the yellow sand not far away, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Bakara also saw Crocodile's body. She first opened her mouth in shock, then stared at Morsen with wide eyes.

"You really killed the Seven Warlords of the Sea?!"

Although I had a premonition when I saw Morsen carrying the heads of Mr. 1 and Mr. 2, the impact of seeing even Crocodile being taken down was still unparalleled.

“If you’re interested, you can go and verify your identity,” Mo Sen said, gesturing with his chin.

"Well, no need for that. I just didn't expect you to be so powerful." Baccarat glanced at Crocodile's corpse and waved her hand; she didn't have that kind of interest.

However, after the initial shock, the practical problems immediately surfaced. Robin frowned and said while thinking, "Crocodile is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Although he deserved to die, his identity is sensitive. Once the news gets out, the Navy will definitely intervene to investigate."

"Looks like we need to get out of here quickly. As long as we don't get blocked, the world is wide open once we're out at sea," Mo Sen said thoughtfully.

Upon hearing this, Bakala patted her ample chest, adopting a confident "I've got your back" attitude: "Relax, relax! What's there to be afraid of! I've got your back!"

"I'm Lady Luck! As long as I accumulate more 'good luck,' I guarantee we'll escape danger and leave Alabasta safely!"

She spoke with great confidence, though she herself didn't know exactly how she would be "protected" or how she would "turn misfortune into good fortune."

Anyway, according to her old habits, when she encounters trouble, she will try to take advantage of other people's good luck, and then leave the rest to fate.

“Actually, it might not be that troublesome. Perhaps we can keep the Alabasta authorities and navy from coming after us right away.” Robin suddenly thought of something.

"Oh? How so?" Mo Sen raised an eyebrow, showing interest.

Bakara also looked at Robin with curiosity.

“If only Crocodile weren’t a Shichibukai.” Robin said thoughtfully, “Not because he’s dead, but because his plot was exposed.”

“The World Government will definitely not protect a Shichibukai who has the intention to steal a country. In fact, it will be the first to jump out and strip him of his title, and label him as an ‘evil pirate who plots to overthrow the allies’.”

She paused, then continued her analysis: "And then there's the Alabasta royal family. As long as we hand over the 'Utopia' project and other materials to the Alabasta royal family, they will definitely put pressure on the World Government immediately."

"At the same time, Alabasta will also make every effort to eliminate the remaining forces of the Baroque Works in order to stabilize the situation."

"By then, the Navy and Alabasta will be focused on clearing out Baroque Works, and we will likely face less pressure and have enough time to leave gracefully."

"Brilliant!" Mosen exclaimed, slapping his thigh as he looked at Robin with shining eyes.

"No wonder he's our archaeologist and tactical advisor! His mind is really sharp!"

Besides Crocodile himself, Robin is undoubtedly the one who knows most about Crocodile's plans.

As the second-in-command at Baroque Works, Robin has at least nine ways to accomplish this series of operations.

“However…” Morsen stroked his chin, looking like a dragon who had discovered a treasure, his eyes burning as he looked at Robin, his tone full of anticipation:

"Robin, as the second-in-command of Baroque Works, you should know where Crocodile hides all his good stuff, right?!"

"That's right!" Bakala reacted instantly, her eyes gleaming, and she grabbed Robin's arm, shaking it excitedly.

"Treasure! Vault! Antiques! Gems! Let's hurry and move them! No, let's go claim our 'spoils'! Time is of the essence! It'll be too late if others find out!"

Robin was taken aback by the two's sudden change to money-grubbing behavior and almost couldn't keep up with their leap of thought.

We were just discussing how to shift the blame and escape smoothly, how did it turn into dividing the spoils—no, I mean receiving the "trophies"?

Seeing Morsen's burning gaze and Bakala's excited expression, Robin nodded, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face.

“I know some of his publicly known warehouses and several of his usual hiding places.”

"However, given Crocodile's personality, he must have some most secret private treasures that only he knows about. But I can roughly guess a few possible locations..."

"It's okay! Knowing part of it is better than nothing!" Mo Sen stood up abruptly, instantly energized. He grabbed Robin's wrist and ran towards Yu Yan.

"Let's go! Lead the way! Loot the loot boxes quickly! While they're hot!"

"That's right! Hurry up! Let's go to the nearest one first!" Bakara immediately followed, pushing Robin's back from the other side, as if afraid that if they were late, Gold would grow legs and run away.

Robin was being led around by the two of them, one in front and one behind. Although she felt a little confused, she was surprisingly happy.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Robin chuckled, quickening his pace involuntarily.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of the three people, and a tacit understanding and ease called "partnership" was quietly growing.

Chapter 58, Evil Pirates and Righteous Hunters (Read on!)

"Breaking News! Breaking News! Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, was secretly plotting to overthrow Alabasta! His plot was exposed, and he has been killed by a righteous pirate hunter!"

"Breaking news! Breaking news! The Alabasta royal family has released irrefutable evidence, exposing the true face of the 'hero'! The World Government is shocked and has stripped him of his Shichibukai title and launched an internal investigation!"

"Breaking News! Breaking News! The remnants of Baroque Works have been wiped out! King Cobra thanks the righteous pirate hunters..."

In the streets of major Alabasta cities and towns, the clear and loud cries of newspaper vendors echoed, attracting the attention of countless passersby.

(The World Economic News newspaper doesn't just have seagulls selling newspapers; there are newspaper stands and people selling newspapers in areas with high foot traffic.)

Not far away, squads of naval soldiers solemnly escorted the dejected lower-ranking members of the Baroque Works across the street to a makeshift shelter or naval base.

These are the remaining members of the group that were tracked down by the Alabasta Guard and Navy through a joint effort based on the lists and hideouts they found.

On the streets and alleys, both local residents and tourists were shocked by this sudden and earth-shattering news, and there was much discussion about it.

"My God! I knew something was off in the city these past few days, with the navy running around everywhere. Turns out something really serious has happened!"

"You just found out? I heard about it yesterday from a friend who came from the rainy area! Apparently, the fighting was fierce! A huge sandstorm even blocked out the sun!"

"I never expected... that Crocodile, who usually acts all high and mighty, even a 'hero'! Behind the scenes, he actually wants to seize the throne of Alabasta! How despicable!"

"Exactly! A pirate is a pirate, a leopard can't change its spots! I used to think he was pretty good..."

"But this pirate hunter was able to take down a Shichibukai, he must be a formidable character! 'The Collector' Morsen, his name really sounds impressive!"

The public's initial shock quickly turned into contempt for Crocodile and curiosity and gratitude towards the pirate hunter.

The Alabasta royal family's emergency announcement and subsequent strong actions quickly shifted public opinion towards supporting the royal family and condemning the "conspirators," and the situation is rapidly stabilizing under the royal family's control.

Above the sky, newspaper gulls flap their wings, carrying bundles of freshly printed newspapers, flying towards more remote desert villages and towns, merchant ships anchored in harbors, and also towards the vast and boundless great sea routes.

……

Far from the port of Alabasta, on the calm, azure sea, a medium-sized pirate ship with black sails and painted with a rudder and skull symbol is sailing at a leisurely pace.

The atmosphere on the deck was somewhat eerie.

Dozens of pirates, including the captain, were kneeling neatly in the center of the deck, arranged in several rows.

Their faces were flushed, their expressions a mixture of humiliation and terror, because several slender, fair, yet powerful arms had sprung out of thin air from their shoulders or backs.

These arms twisted their arms tightly behind their backs, rendering them unable to move.

Not far ahead of the pirates, Mosen, Bakala, and Robin were leisurely reading a fresh newspaper they had just bought from the newspaper seagull.

On the front page, a striking photo of Crocodile's body lying in the desert was accompanied by a detailed report on the situation in Alabasta, as well as a portrait and brief description of Mohsen.

The report mainly mentioned "Pirate Hunter 'Collector'", but made almost no mention of Baccarat and Robin.

Before leaving, Robin had already used her familiarity with Baroque Works' intelligence system to clear out and mislead all evidence that might point to her involvement.

As for Bakara, she was merely mentioned in passing as a "fellow traveler," since her reputation as a "lucky lady" mainly circulated in casinos and was not widely known outside the industry.

Therefore, after quickly glancing at the newspaper, Bakara pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction and slammed the newspaper onto the deck: "What a piece of junk! It didn't even mention my name? At least mention 'Lady Luck'! I'm the hidden big boss!"

She seems to have some misunderstanding about her fame and is quite disappointed that she didn't get to ride this wave of "headlines".

Mosen was drinking a vintage wine from the Crocodile cellar when he heard this and almost choked.

He wiped his mouth, looked at Bakara and laughed, "It's easy to become famous. I'll contact the World Economic Herald right now with a Den Den Mushi and 'clarify' to them that it was actually Lady Bakara who killed Crocodile, and that I was only able to finish him off thanks to your 'lucky' aura."

"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Bakara immediately flicked her fiery red hair, raised her chin, and made a disdainful gesture.

"Who cares! This goddess doesn't need to become famous through such reports! I want to rely on my own efforts... and luck! To make everyone in the entire ocean willingly call me 'Goddess of Luck' from now on! That's what a real title is!"

Robin sat quietly on the wooden barrel beside him, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, watching the two talk and bicker. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a gentle smile.

This kind of relaxed, even somewhat childish, everyday conversation was both unfamiliar and novel to her.

Sunlight streamed onto the deck, a gentle sea breeze caressed her, and her comforting companions were by her side—it felt wonderful.

However, the tranquility on the deck was soon broken.

The pirate captain kneeling at the front seemed to have finally reached his breaking point and struggled to his feet: "Damn pirate hunter! If you have the guts, give me a quick death!"

"I, Jack the Wavebreaker, have sailed all the way from the East China Sea to the Grand Line, and I've finally fulfilled my dream!"

"I'll accept it if I end up losing to you, the 'collector'! It won't disgrace my name! Just give me a quick death!!!"

His death-defying roar surprised Mosen, who raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Meanwhile, the pirates next to him were terrified and frantically signaled to their captain with their eyes to stop talking!

Damn it! You're so tough! But we still want to live!

"Ah, I almost forgot about you. Sorry, I was so engrossed in the newspaper," Mosen said softly.

Pirates: "..."

Mosen stroked his chin, looked at the captain who looked like he was going to his death, then at the other pirates who were so scared they were about to wet themselves, and nodded, as if he had made a decision.

"Well, since you're so principled, then give me a swift and decisive answer..."

The pirates' hearts were in their throats.

“Then…” Mosen paused.

A hint of despair had already appeared in the eyes of the pirates.