Why is it that in that dirty and chaotic place of Fishman Street, most of the inhabitants are fishmen, while mermaids are only a minority?

"Why is it that on my way to the Dragon Palace, I saw mermaids living in beautiful, sunlit places, while fish-men were extremely rare?"

"Why……"

A barrage of "whys" left Princess Otohime completely bewildered and disoriented.

Princess Otohime wanted to ask Neptune for an answer, but then she remembered that her husband had gone to ask King Saturn for help and was not here.

John quickly provided the answer for Otohime.

"A long time ago, there was a war between you mermaids and fish-men, wasn't there?"

"In the end, the mermaids should have reached a truce with a slight advantage, and there was no final victor."

"John Saint, why do you say that?"

Princess Otohime frowned. As a queen, she naturally knew that there was no absolute harmony between fish-men and mermaids.

But I have never heard of any war ever breaking out between fish-men and mermaids.

Could it be that John Saint, as a Celestial Dragon, possesses all of the world's history and therefore knows some of the past secrets?

John overheard Otohime's inner thoughts clearly and shook his head with a smile:

"I did not rely on the privileges of the Celestial Dragons to learn about history; what I am saying is my speculation."

'He can hear my thoughts?!' Otohime's pupils suddenly contracted.

“I can definitely hear it.”

John didn't hide anything and admitted it directly.

"Your Observation Haki is very strong in terms of offense, but in terms of defense... it's not good!"

“John Saint, you yourself said before that no one likes having their mind read by Observation Haki.”

Faced with such double standards, Otohime was somewhat angry, but she could only suppress her anger and dared not lash out.

John shrugged, indicating that he was indeed a hypocrite.

Besides, how many people in this world can avoid applying double standards?

Otohime took a deep breath to calm herself, deciding not to dwell on this trivial matter, and instead asked about what was truly important:

"John Saint, what is your basis for deducing that a war once took place between mermaids and fish-men?"

No basis is needed.

John stubbed out his cigarette and glanced at the merman minister and merman soldiers in the banquet hall.

"Queen Otohime, you're also involved in politics, so you should know what the transfer of conflict is."

"It is precisely because of the external pressure from humans that you mermaids and fish-people are able to maintain harmony by sharing hardships."

"If these external pressures were to disappear one day, then the conflict between mermaids and fish-men would erupt."

"Tell me, why has the king of Fishman Island always been a mermaid, and not a fishman?"

"Don't you want equality? There has never been a fishman as king from beginning to end. Is that equal for the fishmen?"

"Do you merfolk discriminate against fish-people? Do you think they're stupid?"

"This, this..."

Otohime trembled all over and dared not let John continue.

"John Saint, please be careful what you say!"

She can assure you that neither she, Neptune, nor even the current King Saturn have ever thought of such a thing, nor have they ever discriminated against merfolk.

But the questions raised by John Saint are real!

If these words get out, Fishman Island will be torn apart!

But John didn't care about any of that and continued speaking:

"Can I, a human, become the king of Fishman Island? If not, does that mean you fishmen and mermaids discriminate against humans?"

John's last statement was actually a very unreasonable argument.

In his hometown, this is called "boxing".

Regardless of individual ability, simply bringing up race, gender, religion, etc., can create conflict.

Furthermore, they use antagonism to benefit themselves!

"We do not discriminate against human beings!"

Princess Otohime quickly retorted, not daring to be labeled as "discriminating against humans".

Otherwise, Fishman Island will soon be destroyed by the angry humans!

John wasn't going to let Otohime off the hook and pressed her for more information:

"Then, can I, a human, become the king of Fishman Island right now?"

"I...I can't make that decision."

Princess Otohime turned her head away, not daring to meet his piercing eyes.

Chapter 133 Artificial Sun

"Queen Otohime, tell me now, is it a good thing for you that humans discriminate against Fish-Man Island?"

Seeing that Princess Otohime was at a loss, John didn't want to make things difficult for her and steered the conversation back on track.

Princess Otohime instinctively opened her mouth to say "no," but then suddenly realized that if she said no, she would be met with a barrage of "whys."

But are you suggesting that human discrimination against Fishman Island is a good thing for mermaids and fishmen?

She couldn't bring herself to say it!

Seeing Otohime's hesitant and conflicted expression, John softened his tone:

"If you want to go to the land and integrate into this environment where many races live together, then these are the problems you must face."

"And clearly, you are not psychologically prepared to face these problems."

In fact, in John's eyes, Otohime was a very noble and brave person.

But idealists are ultimately too idealistic; they are too fragile in the face of harsh reality.

"Does that mean we have to endure the cold, dark seabed?" Otohime was still unwilling to accept it.

It wasn't that she and Fishman Island were greedy, but rather that once the residents of this place left the place illuminated by the Sun Tree Eve, there was only endless darkness and cold.

Let alone surviving in those places, even just passing by them is enough to send chills down your spine.

In essence, the residents are trapped in Fishman Island for their entire lives, living like caged birds.

"We could turn you into humans, so you could walk openly on land and live in the sunlight."

John suddenly remembered "gene editing".

While re-editing the genes of five million people is a massive undertaking, it is certainly one possible solution.

"Become human? That can turn us fish-men and mermaids into humans?!"

A rough yet weak voice rang out, and an old-looking tiger shark mermaid, supported by Neptune, floated slowly over on a bubble.

He is the current king of the Dragon Palace Kingdom on Fishman Island - Saturn.

Saturn coughed violently, his fist clenched in front of his mouth, and as he was carried by Bubble to the banquet table, his pale beard trembled with excitement.

"John Saint, is what you're saying true? That you can turn us mermaids and fish-men into humans?"

"Of course it's true."

John picked up the wine jug, poured himself a glass, pushed it across the table, and gestured to Saturn to take a sip first.

He didn't want to see the old man suddenly die in front of him because he was too excited.

As Saturn thanked him and raised his glass, John leisurely asked the next question.

"But where will the food and living space resources come from if five million more mouths suddenly appear on land?"

"To put it bluntly, even if you still go ashore as fish-men and mermaids, you will still face the same problem."

"So, are you ready for war?"

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Saturn suddenly spat out the half-finished drink. The spray hit an invisible barrier two fists away from John and evaporated into a cloud of mist.

However, Saturn disregarded his rudeness, threw down his cup, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain.

"John Saint, we Fishman Island have absolutely no intention of waging war against the land!"

"But if you want to walk on land and live in the sun, you have to face this problem."

John stood up, spread his hands, and looked at everyone present.

"Heaven creates all things to nourish man, yet man has nothing to repay Heaven."

"This world has never belonged to any one group or individual. Since you desire it, you have the right to wage war on the land and plunder everything you want!"

"Gentlemen, I admire most those warriors who risk everything to pursue their dreams. If you dare to wage war on the land, I will fully support you!"

"No! We don't want war!"

Saturn and Neptune said almost in unison, shaking their heads and waving their hands to indicate that they had no such idea, for fear of being misunderstood.

It wasn't that they were worried that "John Saint" was deliberately trying to incite Fish-Man Island so that the World Government would have an excuse to completely destroy it.

Rather, they genuinely dislike war!

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I don't want anything in return from you. I will support you with all my might."

John bowed down, looking down at Saturn who was standing nearby, his voice low and earnest.

"I can help you keep the World Government in the dark, allowing you to complete your landing dream silently."

"No need!"

Saturn coughed violently again and shook his head firmly.

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