I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Wig: Make no mistake, Gintoki. The one you're hooking up with is a mistress, not a wife. The two are worlds apart, and outside my purview.

Curly-haired guy: What a range of knowledge you have. Are you so proud of it?

The artist of the book: This affair is really amazing.

Curly Hair: Show off your skills, this group chat system is absolutely insane! Gin-san, how could I possibly desire a 400-pound fat woman? This is slander, this is smearing!

Lazy Kitty: Poof!

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Over 400 pounds? Holy crap! Man, you have a really unique taste!

Curly-haired guy: Do you even know how to listen to others? I told you before, this is the group chat system's arrangement for me! It has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me, okay! Who knows why this group chat system has such a stupid setting!

"Fuck it, let me out!" After the message was sent, Sakata Gintoki became more and more angry. He felt that he had suffered an undeserved disaster and could not help but shout loudly: "I am innocent!"

"Unjust! I'm innocent!" Just as he finished speaking, a wailing sound suddenly echoed from the cell across the street. "You can't, you can't do this! I didn't take anything from the Belot family. I was just taking shelter under his eaves!"

838 Just a passing death god

Sakata Gintoki was stunned and looked over.

The voice came from a skinny old man who looked to be about 60 years old. His clothes were tattered and his body was covered with bruises and scars from being beaten.

At the same time, as the old man finished speaking, all the cells in the prison responded with cries of injustice.

"I don't even eat sweet potatoes, but they locked me up here for stealing them!"

"I'm blind. How can a blind person spy on someone taking a bath?"

"I just accidentally got a scar on my face, and they called me a pirate!"

Listening to the cries and outcries of those before him, Sakata Gintoki's mouth twitched violently. The level of corruption within the East China Sea Navy was truly beyond his imagination, at least far more detailed than depicted in anime.

"Hmph, what's the point of shouting here?" A distinctly discordant voice emanated from the dark cell next to Sakata Gintoki. "Those Marine guards can't hear you, it's a waste of energy."

Turning his gaze, Sakata Gintoki saw a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had a thick black beard on his chin and was wearing the same black and white striped prison uniform as Sakata Gintoki.

"What are you looking at, little Luotou?" The middle-aged man saw Gintoki looking at him and snorted coldly, "Don't you recognize me?"

"Who are you talking to, you bastard!" Sakata Gintoki retorted, "I'm not some small fry, I'm the famous Sakata Gintoki."

"Hey, you're actually getting tough today?" The middle-aged man blinked, a look of surprise on his face. "Interesting, is it because you know where you're going to end up?"

"What's the ending?" Sakata Gintoki frowned, a puzzled look on his face.

"As a former marine, you didn't even know about this Fourth Prison?" The middle-aged man's expression changed, his brows furrowed. "Well, it's also possible that that bastard Lao Shu didn't even consider you a legitimate heir."

"Hey!" Sakata Gintoki interrupted his monologue and said, "You've been talking to yourself for a long time, haven't you introduced yourself yet?"

"It's normal you don't know me. I used to work in the special intelligence department founded by that bastard Lao Shu." The middle-aged man raised his head, his expression slightly weathered. "There's nothing I don't know about the entire East China Sea Naval Base!"

"Your bragging sounds a bit fake. If that's the case, why didn't you know that you would be caught?" Sakata Gintoki looked at him with contempt.

"That's because that bastard Mouse has his head screwed up!" The middle-aged man was furious and shouted, "I shouldn't have analyzed this bastard with normal human logic!"

"Oh?" Sakata Gintoki raised his eyebrows, waiting for his next words.

"To protect his own performance, he actually brought me in here as a revolutionary!" The middle-aged man exhaled heavily and said, "This idiot is simply stupid!"

"So, you were also wronged?" Sakata Gintoki suddenly realized.

"No, I'm a revolutionary." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Now that things have come to this, there's no need for me to hide it from you. I am indeed a revolutionary."

"Huh?" Sakata Gintoki's eyes widened as he said, "If that's the case, then what do you have to complain about? Hey!"

"Complain? Do I look like I'm complaining? I'm actually angry!" The middle-aged man was furious, his face red as he said, "That damn rat didn't even know who I was. He simply used me as a scapegoat! And the most important thing is, I even recognized him!"

"I think I understand why you are angry." Sakata Gintoki suddenly realized and began to suppress a smile on his face.

Infiltrating the navy and following such a foolish leader should have been foolproof, with no chance of his identity being exposed. However, he was instead used as a scapegoat. This was an unprovoked disaster.

It's really unlucky.

"Are you laughing?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.

"No, you saw it wrong." Sakata Gintoki's cheeks puffed up and he shook his head.

"I clearly saw you smiling!"

"I'm not laughing, I'm just thinking about something happy."

"You're lying, you bastard, you're just laughing at me!"

"Okay, let's get back to the point." Sakata Gintoki remembered that there was something more important and quickly changed the subject. "What exactly is this fourth cell?"

"It's not a thing, just a representation and a symbol." The middle-aged man's mood gradually calmed down, and he said slowly: "Anyone imprisoned in the fourth cell is an absolutely hopeless criminal."

"Death row?" Sakata Gintoki finally understood everything, his eyes widened.

"Ah, it's the death row... I'm glad you have some knowledge."

"But this is clearly wrong! The people imprisoned here don't meet the criteria for the death penalty, right?"

"Who sets the sentencing standards?" The middle-aged man turned and gave him a look. "Who has the final say in this East China Sea naval base? Marine Headquarters? The Celestial Dragons? The World Government? Those places are too high up and too far away from here."

"Damn it, this is a joke!" Sakata Gintoki was furious and stood up from the ground. "Such a government, such an army...how could they continue to rule for hundreds of years?"

"Hey, hey, what you said does sound a bit like our revolutionary army." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "According to the leader, to become a member of the revolutionary army, you must first question the world."

"You want to recruit me?" Sakata Gintoki turned his gaze to him and said, "Don't even think about it. Gin-san, I'm not the kind of person who is so great as to sacrifice himself for others!" As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his body.

Bang.

The handcuffs and leg irons that had been binding him snapped and fell to the ground. Immediately, he pulled out his wooden sword from his storage space and chopped it down at the prison door.

Click.

The entire steel prison door was instantly split in two and collapsed.

"Zhantie?" The middle-aged man who saw this scene took a breath and said, "You are actually a swordsman?"

"No." Sakata Gintoki shook his head and walked out of the cell. "I'm just a passing Death God."

839 The Dirty World of Pirates

Bang.

Kicking open the cell door, Sakata Gintoki swaggered out of the Marine branch base via a side road. The surrounding Marines, however, seemed oblivious, continuing to mind their own business.

After taking a screenshot of this scene and sending it to the group, Sakata Gintoki edited the message with emotion: It's rotten, the navy here is really rotten.

The illustrator of the book: It must have been rotten. It’s in the original book, so what’s the big deal?

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Just based on the fact that they are colluding with the Arlong Pirates, can't you see that there is a problem?

Miss Beaver: That's not true. I knew the East Sea branch's navy was terrible, but I never expected it to be this utterly rotten. To actually accuse a blind man of peeping—how could anyone do that?

Lazy Kitten: Hahahahaha, that's right! That's it, that's the most funny thing! And that slander of the cripple robbing, damn it! The cripple robbing is just asking for death...

Hatchet Girl: These people probably don't care about whether it's a crime or not. They arrest people randomly, or not completely randomly, they just pick on the weak ones. And people with disabilities are obviously the weakest ones.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I think they arrested these people just to complete the target.

Book Artist: Indicator? What does that mean?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: I personally believe that the World Government needs the heavenly gold from the various maritime kingdoms as tribute. To continue to drain their blood, they naturally won't allow these tribute-paying kingdoms to perish. The role of these branch navies is to maintain the security of these tribute-paying kingdoms. Since security is essential, how can we make the kings of each nation see that security is the goal?

Hatchet Girl: I understand. That's why we set this target! Let the navy catch the criminals and reassure those kingdoms.

Skirt-lifting maniac: This mouse colonel doesn't dare to offend the real criminals, or perhaps he has accepted bribes from those real criminals. So he captures these old, weak, and sick people and uses them as scapegoats?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Yes! That's what I think and understand, but I don't know the specifics. This requires Gin's actual practice to give the correct answer.

Curly: No need for practice, you're right. The jailers had already told us back in prison that these criminals would be sent to the Navy Headquarters after signing a confession.

Hatchet Girl: And they sent it to the Marine Headquarters? Then I guess this headquarters isn't much better. Blind people peeping, lame people robbing, can't they see such obvious frame-ups?

Book artist: That’s not necessarily true. Maybe he saw it but is hiding it.

Hatchet Girl: That’s even worse!

Illustrator: What do they care about? A few civilians were wrongfully killed, so what? Maintaining the World Government's dominance is the most important thing. Isn't that the value and meaning of the Navy's existence?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Yes! No matter how much some marines don't want to admit it, they are still the World Government's pawns! This is an established social relationship, and it cannot be reversed. For example, some marines despise the Celestial Dragons in their hearts and are angry about their actions, but they can only watch helplessly as they ride on their heels and show off their power.

Wig: If a dog bared its teeth at its master, it would inevitably be destroyed. I think the Warring States Marshal himself was well aware of this.

Illustrator: But then again, compared to pirates, the navy as a whole is better, right?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: The navy is the lackeys of the ruling class, while pirates are the thugs of the underworld. The navy at least maintains a semblance of order and justice, while pirates represent complete chaos. Roger, Luffy, and Shanks are just outliers among pirates and cannot represent the entire pirate community.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Yes! Real pirates are actually just villains who commit all kinds of evil.

Lazy Kitten: Ahaha! So Gin's ultimate solution is to join the Revolutionary Army and liberate the pirate world?

Curly Hair: Too tiring, I refuse! What do you think I came to this world for, Gin-san? To liberate the masses? No! Gin-san, I'm just here for vacation, just vacation! This sea, this sky, this light, these beautiful women on the street, Gin-san, I can't even take it all in. Who wants to see pain and sorrow?

Lazy Kitty: Ugh, you nasty old pervert!

This is an actor: I said before, everyone has their own ideas and pursuits, there is no need to teach others how to do it.

Curly-haired boy: Did you hear that? Our president said so!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Haha, Gin's way of saying one thing and thinking another is quite amusing. Actually, you've already started thinking about how to join the Revolutionary Army, right?

Curly-haired man: No! Absolutely not. How could such a thing be possible? Only a fool would join some idiotic revolutionary army. Gin-san, I have no interest in any faction in this world! No, that's not right! Maybe I could go to Crocodile, after all, Robin is there... Or Kaido would be fine, his daughter is amazing!

Book artist: Bah!

Miss Beaver: I think it’s right for Mr. Gintoki not to join the Revolutionary Army. The Revolutionary Army in One Piece... doesn’t show any real revolutionary spirit at all.

Lazy Kitten: That's right! Without an effective program or a solid theory to guide us, we're like a headless fly, unable to find our way forward.

Skirt Lifting Maniac: I don't think this is their fault. The main reason is that Oda himself probably doesn't know what true revolution is. After all, the education system in the island country doesn't explain the definition of true revolution.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: That's not bad either. At least, Gin can experience the sense of accomplishment of being a mentor in that world. Revolutionary mentor, don't you feel the temptation of this title?

Curly-haired guy: Hey, hey, please don’t talk like you’re selling some new product, okay?

Hatchet Girl: Oh my god, let me show you something incredible. [Picture].

840 Deviation Route

When you click on the picture, what comes into view is a huge monster that blocks out the sky.

However, since the entire body of this giant creature was shrouded in dark clouds, it could not be seen clearly. Only its thick tentacles hung down from the sky.

Book Artist: Oh my god, what the hell is this!

Lazy little kitty: Meow, you scared the baby to death!

Skull Island Handsome Guy: Giant octopus? If I kill this, I'll probably eat it for several meals!

Book Artist: Kill and eat? Latisan, are you serious? Aren't you afraid of getting gastroptosis from eating this?

Skirt-lifting maniac: It's more than just gastroptosis, I'm afraid I'll just go crazy! This thing is obviously related to Cthulhu! Maybe it's even the true form of those evil gods!

Hatchet Girl: The true form of the evil god?

Gui Yanye gazed at the tentacles waving in the sky, her heart filled with solemnity. If this was the Heretic God's true form, this would be a truly catastrophic event.

Fortunately, she had given advance warning, allowing Busujima Saeko and Marikawa Shizuka to hide in the safe house. There was a barrier array she had set up there for protection, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Although she thought so in her heart, Gui Yanye was actually not completely sure.

The abilities of these evil gods of Cthulhu are more bizarre and terrifying than each other. Who knows how much power and ability they possess.

No, I have to go back and check.

As I was thinking this, a prompt suddenly popped up in the group chat.

[Tip: The hatchet girl was mentally polluted, and this state has been removed]

The illustrator of the book: Hiss, Kotonoha-chan is in trouble!

Curly Hair: Mental pollution, hey! Clearly speaking, this is mental pollution! Damn, are those of us who have seen the photos also being polluted?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Don’t worry, the system will also alert us if we are contaminated.

Foul-mouthed man: No, no, no, we can't jump to conclusions so easily! What if our pollution situation is very clear? What if the system determines that we don't need to be cleaned up?

Illustrator: Oh? You mean you've sensed some kind of omen?