The pinnacle of pirates begins with deceiving fate!

As its name suggests, the country is a nation constantly at war, whether in external conquests or internal strife.

Here, even children under ten years old join the army to fight on the battlefield just to have something to eat.

Every day, people die here because of fighting.

"Stop! Thief! You damn brat!"

On a street filled with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur, a blond kid burst out of a shop, running wildly with a belly full of bread.

Hearing the shop owner's curses from behind, the kid curled his lip in disdain, showing no remorse for the theft.

For him, who was abandoned by his parents at birth, laws, morals, and righteousness all had to bow down and give way to survival.

As long as he can survive, he is righteous and noble!

"Damn it! Stop right there!"

The middle-aged man struggled to catch up with the kid, holding a kitchen knife, but the distance between them grew further and further, and after turning a street corner, he completely lost sight of him.

"Hoohoo!"

The middle-aged man stopped, bent over, and gasped for breath, unable to understand why the kid was running so fast.

This wasn't the first time his shop had been burgled, but the kids he'd encountered before were all skinny and unsteady on their feet, and he'd catch up with them and beat them up after only a few steps.

But this little brat today is practically a fat, chubby rat!

Not only are they strong, they also run incredibly fast!

Two blocks away, Douglas Barrett strolled leisurely, glancing left and right for his next target while munching on the stolen bread.

"Ok?"

Seemingly noticing something, Barrett took two steps back, his gaze focusing on the stickers on the exterior walls of the shops along the street.

"Recruitment notice?"

Chapter 98 Do you have a dream?

Do you have a dream?

Join us! All necessities include food, lodging, and a monthly salary of 500 Berries!

Contact Address: Seagull Ship, Colt Harbour

Barrett completely ignored the first sentence. He had no lofty dreams at the moment, and his eyes were glued to the "all-inclusive" package.

Although countries with endless wars also have many armies recruiting soldiers, they do not restrict him even though he is only five years old. As long as he can pull the trigger, they will accept him.

But as for the compensation...

He'd be better off stealing a little here and a little there and living a carefree life.

It was like signing up and going to war immediately; they weren't even given a proper meal before being sent to their deaths.

Only those who survive to the end are entitled to a bite of meat.

"If they provide food first, then it's worth trying to join this army."

Barrett noted down the address and turned to walk towards Colt Harbour.

Colt Port

Just as Barrett was pondering what a "seagull ship" was, he suddenly noticed a long queue forming on the harbor shore.

At the end of the long line was a naval warship!

The seagull flag fluttering in the wind on the warship's mast was so eye-catching that it immediately resonated with the "seagull ship" in Barrett's mind.

Just as Barrett was about to cut in line as usual, he saw a group of soldiers in black uniforms cross the long line and head directly toward the warship.

This uniform belongs to a soldier under the command of the kingdom's general!

As the soldiers in black uniforms walked by, most of the people in the long queues along the way immediately shrank their necks and quietly left, afraid of getting involved in trouble.

Those who remained either peeked out to watch the show or gave the soldiers a provocative look, wanting to exchange a few blows.

On the deck of the warship

Reed sat behind his desk with his legs crossed, flanked by armed marines standing guard on either side, while a line of interviewees waited in front of him.

"No, you look too fierce. It's bad for the image of our G-10 branch. Next."

"Too sloppy, not clean at all, next."

"Excuse me, we don't need disabled people. Next."

"..."

As the rejected interviewees left with their heads down, the interviewees lined up on the diving board were pushed into the sea with a "plop, plop," and then a group of soldiers in black military uniforms boarded the deck.

Upon seeing this, the marines standing guard on either side of the desk quickly raised their flintlock pistols and stared warily at the newcomer.

The man in the black military uniform, ignoring the threat of the gun, strode over to the desk and looked down at Reed with disdain.

"Navy, who gave you permission to recruit people here?"

The man's battle-hardened, bloodthirsty aura sent chills down Reed's spine and made his heart skip a beat.

But Reed's expression remained unchanged; he continued to shake his crossed legs and looked directly into the other man's eyes.

"What? Do we need someone else's permission to do things?"

"Are you going to rebel against the World Government? Do you have a problem with the Navy?"

The fearless demeanor and the successive slaps of hats made the man in military uniform frown, somewhat unsure of what to do.

With a flicker of his eyes, he had no choice but to start reasoning with them.

"The World Government stipulates that the Navy must not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries, even non-member states. Have you obtained approval from your superiors?"

"fart!"

Reed raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the desk, making a show of force.

"Which eye of yours saw the navy interfering in other countries' internal affairs? I'm just hiring odd jobs here, so watch your mouth!"

"Then what is this?!"

The man in military uniform took a piece of origami out of his pocket, unfolded it, and slammed it onto the desk with a "bang."

It was that recruitment notice.

Reed glanced at it and spoke matter-of-factly:

"I had someone put them up, so what?"

They actually admitted it outright?

The man in military uniform was surprised, thinking that the naval lieutenant commander would try to deny it.

Then, his face darkened.

"It's nothing. You have half an hour to leave here immediately!"

"What if I don't?"

Reed crossed his arms, looking like he was saying, "What can you do about it?"

The man in military uniform didn't speak, but simply waved his hand behind him, and the soldiers who had come with him immediately rushed towards the interviewees present.

Punching and kicking!

If anyone dared to resist, they would be shot and executed on the spot!

This scene made Reed laugh in exasperation. He took out a radio denim bug from his desk drawer and spoke into the receiver:

"Listen up, interviewees: whoever can handle these troublemakers will pass the interview and join us."

"Furthermore, the top performer will be directly promoted to sergeant, with a monthly salary of two thousand Berries, and will be under the major's supervision. They are sure to rise in rank and make a fortune in the future!"

As the words were spoken, the marines dragged boxes of weapons out of the ship's hold and threw them directly onto the harbor below the ship's side.

In an instant, the interviewees who still dared to stay on the shore scrambled to grab the weapons that had fallen from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out.

Hearing about the commotion at the port, the man in military uniform clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, wishing he could kill the navy officer sitting behind his desk on the spot.

But he can't do that!

Regardless of the reason, anyone who attacks the Navy will be wanted by the World Government and a bounty will be placed on their head.

By then, even his superiors won't be able to protect him!

After enduring it for a while, the man in military uniform took out a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) and walked to the side to report the current situation to his superior.

In fact, his superiors had told him before he came that even if they were facing the navy, the dominant force on the high seas, they would still have powerful backers.

That is, high-ranking officials of the world government!

Although the nation of endless war is not a member state of the World Government, this does not prevent high-ranking officials of the World Government from reaching in and making money.

However, unless absolutely necessary, I don't want to bother those greedy politicians with such a trivial matter.

Every time those guys make a move, they take the opportunity to extort a large sum of money from you.

And so, a truly absurd scene unfolded.

On the decks of the warships, a standoff was taking place, while below, on the harbor shore, a fierce battle raged for survival.

After a while, the man in military uniform, having received assurances from his superiors, returned to his desk with the Den Den Mushi (a type of Den Den Mushi).

He didn't speak, he just stared at Reed quietly.

Waiting to see the pitiful state the other person will appear when they are scolded and insulted by their superior over the phone.

Little did he know, the call was reported from his superior to the general, then from the general to the politician, then from the politician to Sengoku, and finally from Sengoku to John…

No one answered!

John, who has been studying gene editing lately, fell asleep while reading on the sofa.

What's the point of a long life if you don't use it for learning?

So, I didn't hear anything.