Under Hai Lan's coercion and temptation, Bucky eventually joined the Navy.

The acrobatic Kabaji and the beast trainer Mochi, who followed him, also joined the Navy and formed a special operation team led by Bucky.

Kabaji quietly leaned in Bachy's ear: "Captain..."

"Shut up!"

"Call me Corporal Bucky!"

Although Bucky has joined the Navy, this is too far from his initial expectations.

His mood may be difficult to recover for a long time.

“Yes, yes, Corporal Bucky…”

Kabaji hurriedly changed his words.

Bucky asked angrily, "What's the matter?"

"Well, do you have any plans to escape?"

"No!"

"Really or not?"

The beast trainer Mochi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Do you really have to be willing to be a navy?"

"What do you think you should do? Can I run away?"

Bucky recalls the experiences he has been here these days.

I have always been lucky, but I will never have a good thing when I meet two people.

One is Shanks, who was intern on Captain Roger's ship at the same time as him, and the other is Major Hailan in the Navy.

"What should you do with your plan to make a fortune?"

"Who said that you can't make a fortune by being a navy?"

When it comes to money, Bucky finally feels a little more interested.

"Didn't you see that admiral Nelson? Oh my god, that guy is so rich! 20 warships, 3,000 subordinates, countless gold and silver treasures!"

"Want money? Being a navy is easier than being a pirate!"

Bucky seems to have accepted his role as a navy.

"But...if we do that, we will be beheaded..."

Kabaji used his palm to wipe his neck.

"You are stupid, why do you have to learn from that stupid Navy?"

"As long as we fight the pirates well, won't we have spoils? We can hand in less at that time..."

"And you haven't seen it? As long as we defeat the pirates for those merchants and nobles, they will naturally give us enough treasures."

"If you want to get rich, there are ways to do it, it depends on whether you can grasp it!"

"I am really Captain Bucky, I am indeed wise!"

"That's it!!"

When Bucky thought of his plan to make money, he was already filled with joy.

He suddenly felt that it was nothing bad to be a navy.

...

The East China Sea, the kingdom on the bridge is "Tecila Wolf".

Today is the sixth day after the "god" leaves.

The island has long since recovered the biting snow and the cold climate that has no sun all year round.

The ruthless whip recovered with the weather.

Bang!

The whip whipped the laborer hard, and the same skin as before.

But because the "god" brought hope to everyone, this time, more people persevered and would continue to work hard to persevere.

"Gerard, you must stick with it!"

"I will definitely wait until that man comes back again!"

Gerald's eyes were firm.

He was working hard to prevent the supervisor from falling on himself.

But suddenly, a figure stopped him.

"Sir Supervisor..."

"Slave, stop the work in your hands."

"Everyone, stop busy, gather together!"

Countless workers gathered together with puzzled eyes. They didn't know what the supervisor wanted to do, nor did they care what the supervisor wanted them to do. They just numbly executed the supervisor's orders.

"Mr. Crow, please come here."

Clow, wearing a warm coat and wearing a black suit inside, had a hint of disgust on his face, and led by the supervisor to the slaves.

"You all listen to me!"

"This is Lord Clow from the Naval Base in Roger Town!"

"He comes here today and will take 50 slaves to the Navy."

"Yes, just as you imagined, as long as you can be selected by Lord Crow, you can leave here and get rid of your slave identity!"

"Why don't you hurry up, thank you Lord Clow?!"

Most of the slaves who lived here for a long time were almost losing their ability to think.

But there was one thing they understood - as long as they were chosen by this Lord Clow, they could get rid of their identity as slaves.

"Thank you, Lord Clow!"

"Choose me, choose me!"

"I'm very strong, I can work!"

"I eat less!"

A look of boredom appeared on Crow's face: "It's all quiet."

No one paid attention to him.

Clow looked at the supervisor again: "Let them all be quiet."

Bang!

The sound of the whip falling to the ground is indeed more intimidating than words.

The commotion crowd quickly returned to quiet.

Clow took a step forward and increased his voice: "It's not me who you should thank, but Major Hailan, or Lord Hailan!"

A doubt broke out in everyone's mind: "Who is Hailan?"

"It's Lord Hailan who thinks you have worked so hard that he decided to expand the enrollment of the Navy in order to help everyone live a better life."

"Do you know? In order to take you away from here, Major Hailan will pay the price of 200,000 Bailey for you!"

A hint of nervousness appeared on the supervisor's face: "Sir Clow, why did you say it?"

"What's wrong with me telling it? Do you have any objections? Can you still reduce your benefits?"

The supervisor shrank his neck: "No...no comment..."

In the slave market in the Shambodian Islands, the average price of ordinary adult men is 500,000 Baileys.

But those are strong pirates or other identities.

This is Tchila Wolf. The slaves here do not meet the requirements of Shamboland slaves because they lack nutrition, so their price is definitely not worth 500,000.

Clow walked among the crowd, picking up qualified slaves one by one.

When it was about to be Gerald's turn, he had picked up just enough 50 people.

Clow is a "kizaku" navy. Although his personality is completely different from Porusalino, in terms of work, they are all civil servants who "resolutely complete superior tasks". They will not do less, but they will never do more.

The workers were in agitation again.

"Mr. Clow!"

"Please take a look at me again, I'm absolutely qualified!"

"I eat really little!"
To be continued...