Chapter 205: Catastrophe in the Pirate World
"All of them?"
Vice Admiral Tsuru's heart skipped a beat.
She remained composed as always, but her gaze toward Borsalino darkened. She repeated,
"All of them?"
"All of them," Kizaru nodded, still a little shaken.
"Whitebeard's Moby Dick and Red-Hair's Red Force… it was truly terrifying."
"Admiral Borsalino, please refrain from calling every enemy 'terrifying.'"
Even Vice Admiral Tsuru, known for her poise, couldn't help but want to slap him.
No wonder Sengoku always got so angry.
Normally, Kizaru would say million-Berry pirates were terrifying. Ten-million-Berry pirates? Also terrifying.
Now, with two entire Yonko crews present? Still just "terrifying."
Can't he pick a new word?
Because of this, Tsuru hadn't reacted properly. She muttered seriously,
"The Four Emperors that rule the New World… any one of them is an unimaginable threat. Without orders from the World Government, we can't act. This situation is troublesome."
If it were just one of the Yonko's deputies, no matter how strong, the Navy wouldn't hesitate.
But two entire Yonko crews—this wasn't just a matter of force. It involved political ideology.
Even though Sengoku had already clashed with the World Government, he hadn't declared independence. If they acted against orders, it would shake the morale of lower-ranked Marines.
After all—
Most Marine bases owed their loyalty not to the Navy, but to the World Government.
Kizaru yawned.
"There's one more thing that really startled this old man."
"When I was on my way here, I suddenly felt my heart skip a beat—then found out the Grand Line had erupted in chaos."
"Heart palpitations?"
Vice Admiral Tsuru's gaze shifted to the intelligence agents holding golden Den Den Mushi.
Just earlier, when the Five Elders exchanged massive assets, those near the Island of Death had also felt heart palpitations.
Now even Kizaru, stationed on the Grand Line, had experienced it?
She realized something was seriously wrong. Her voice lowered.
"Chaos?"
"Chaos... no, I'm not even sure what to call it. Maybe a natural disaster?" Kizaru struggled to describe it.
"Some island nations were suddenly attacked by Sea Kings."
"Large islands like Alabasta were consumed by sandstorms—entire oases swallowed up."
"Places with spring-like climates and stable seasons were hit with insect plagues. All crops were devoured."
"Water 7 got submerged by a tidal storm. The shipyards are gone. That reminds me—where will we repair Navy ships now?"
His casual tone hit Tsuru like a hammer to the chest.
"You're saying… natural disasters are breaking out across the Grand Line?"
Before Kizaru could reply—
A sharp laugh rang out nearby.
Perched on a small pirate ship he'd just seized, Doflamingo cackled.
"Vice Admiral Tsuru, it's not just the Grand Line."
He looked at the Navy with glee.
"Just now, a Donquixote Family officer contacted me. There's a plague outbreak in Dressrosa. In mere moments, tens of thousands have already been infected."
"And those infected tourists? They'll leave Dressrosa soon and spread it all over the world."
He didn't hide it—in fact, he deliberately shouted it.
The Den Den Mushi recorded everything, broadcasting it globally.
"Shut up, Heavenly Yaksha!"
Tsuru, known for her wisdom, immediately deduced the worst-case scenario and shouted him down.
"Fufufufufu…"
Doflamingo shrugged, unconcerned.
"Even if I hadn't said it, you think the Revolutionary Army would've stayed quiet?"
"Mr. Fang Yi, what exactly is happening?"
Dragon looked bewildered.
The assets exchanged by the World Government had triggered worldwide natural disasters?
What was going on?
In an instant,
all eyes turned toward Fang Yi, confused and hoping the Game Merchant would answer Dragon's question.
"This is bad."
Tsuru didn't fully understand the connection,
but Dragon's question had already confirmed to the public that the World Government's actions caused the disasters.
There was no stopping it now.
"I told you. Exchanging massive assets at once would cause changes to the sea."
Fang Yi's gaze fell on Crocodile.
"Mr. Sand Crocodile should know the reason."
Being singled out made Crocodile break into a cold sweat.
He thinks I know?
Wait… could it be…
Dance Powder.
His eyes widened.
A creeping sense of dread filled him—like his secrets had been completely exposed.
The Game Merchant knew what he did in Alabasta.
With no way out, Crocodile forced himself to speak.
"Mr. Fang Yi, are you referring to Dance Powder?"
Fang Yi nodded lightly.
All eyes turned to Crocodile, curious.
"I am, after all, the hero who saved Alabasta. So I'm familiar with one of its unique items."
Better to reveal a half-truth than let Fang Yi air out all his secrets.
Otherwise—
His plans in Alabasta would be ruined. No more search for Pluton. A massive loss.
"Dance Powder?"
"My hometown is Alabasta! I know that—it's a powder that summons rain!"
A pirate suddenly shouted.
Others started to recall it too.
"I remember now… that powder was banned by the World Government. Because it doesn't create rain out of nowhere—it steals rain from neighboring nations..."
His words trailed off.
Anyone with half a brain had figured it out.
Fang Yi, seeing the crowd catching on, calmly continued:
"Berries can be exchanged for reward points because they are backed by real assets."
"Resource mines. Gold and jewels. Rare herbs. Special shells…"
"Grain production, resource extraction, manpower—all of these give Berries their Origin value."
He paused.
Some noble lords began to tremble.
They had already considered printing extra Berries to exchange for Fate Items.
After all—
Money was just paper, right?
They could print as much as they wanted.
Fang Yi resumed:
"Take Alabasta, for example. Each year, it produces about 400,000 reward points in assets."
"A portion of that is naturally absorbed by the kingdom—used to nourish new oases, enrich farmland, strengthen citizens, beautify palaces, and even bring rain…"
Origin acts like a universal healing agent, circulating and sustaining the world.
"The rest…"
Fang Yi reached out and gently swept his fingers across the air.
A tear in space opened.
Through it, the land of Alabasta came into view.
He tapped the sky above it with a finger.
On the other side—
Alabasta's citizens trembled as a massive hand appeared in the heavens.
"Divine punishment?"
"The desert goddess is punishing our sins!"
People fell to their knees in fear.
Some opportunists, equally terrified, tried to incite panic—
proclaiming divine judgment and using the chaos to steal food and water.
From within the rebel army—
Koza, trying to remain calm, roared:
"There is no desert goddess! If gods truly existed, would they let this nation wither away until even its tears ran dry?!"
"Only our hands can save this country. We are the gods we've been waiting for!"
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