Half a day later, accompanied by the glow of the setting sun, the newspaper's airship slowly landed on a secluded island.
According to Morgans, this was an alternative island he had scouted long ago, and its concealment was absolutely no problem.
Morgans led Ron out of the airship and into a hidden cave. The cave was divided into eight rooms, four of which were filled with food, water, and even fine wine.
"How about it, Ron? This is one of my alternative headquarters. Food, water, and wine are all not an issue," Morgans said proudly, then pointed to the four rooms behind him. "Those four rooms were originally intended for meat, but this island is full of wild beasts, so meat sources are abundant. We just limited them. Now, they can be used to store phones!"
With that, Morgans looked at Ron with burning eyes, as if they were about to melt him. "Brother Ron, hurry up! My ten million phones!"
"Indeed, it's not bad." Ron also looked at the rooms. The lighting was traditional kerosene lamps, and the cave was dry and well-ventilated, making it a good place to store food. Moreover, its location was very secluded.
"You stand guard outside. I can't be distracted when I'm using my ability to create phones," Ron instructed.
"Understood, Brother Ron!" Morgans responded.
Then, Ron chose a larger room and walked in.
The room was spacious, well-ventilated, and dry.
He placed the box of one billion Berries that Morgans had prepared on the ground and opened it. "System, recharge one billion Berries!"
The next moment, a black hole appeared above the one billion Berries. In an instant, the one billion Berries vanished before his eyes.
Ron quickly looked at the system mall, and the balance in the upper right corner had indeed turned into one billion Berries!
"System, purchase one hundred million phones! This time, arrange them neatly; don't just throw them around." Ron specifically added this request, otherwise, if phones were scattered everywhere, it would be difficult for someone with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder to accept.
As soon as he finished speaking, a larger black hole suddenly appeared in the upper part of the room. A faint light flashed, and one hundred million phones appeared in the room.
This time, they were not haphazardly placed like last time but were neatly stacked, squarely and orderly.
He didn't check them. With the system, there shouldn't be any shortfalls, which was much better.
Morgans outside was getting anxious, unsure if Ron could successfully create so many phones.
Using an ability consumes a lot of stamina, and Ron's physical condition was very poor. If something unexpected happened, it would be troublesome.
Just as Morgans was lost in thought, Ron's voice came from inside the room: "Morgans, you can come in now."
Hearing this, Morgans eagerly pushed open the door.
When he saw the room full of phones, he was completely stunned!
"Th-this... is ten million phones???" Morgans exclaimed.
"You're thinking too much." Ron shattered Morgans' daydream, pointing to the mountain of phones and saying, "There are one hundred million phones here, and one-tenth of them are yours."
"..."
Even though only a portion of them were his, Morgans' eyes still burned with excitement.
After all, he was addicted to the benefits of phones!
The encryption of video and voice calls alone made him envious. Phones were definitely good things!
As for whether Ron would know his secrets, what did it matter? He had no secrets in front of Ron!
Moreover, if Ron hadn't intervened that time, he would have died long ago, and there would be no newspaper now!
Seeing the fervor in Morgans' eyes, Ron added fuel to the fire: "Morgans, how about we cooperate?"
"Cooperate my ass! What's with 'you and me' between us, Brother Ron? Just tell me what you want me to do." Morgans looked at Ron with disdain. Every time Ron talked about cooperation, it was never good news. Last time, he was asked to provide information about the Celestial Dragons. This time, who knew what it would be.
Ron laughed heartily, as if he hadn't seen Morgans' eye-roll: "You help me sell these phones, and we'll split the money we earn fifty-fifty."
"You want to sell such a good thing?" Morgans shrieked, somewhat incredulous.
Ron nodded solemnly and slowly laid out his plan.
He had no secrets from Morgans. Their life-and-death friendship over so many years was enough to explain everything.
"I want to change this world, just as you want to become the News King."
"With this little thing? This thing can't even kill someone if you use it as a brick!" Morgans scoffed disdainfully.
Ron: ...
"Morgans, sometimes changing the world doesn't necessarily require force. Sometimes, a change in spirit can also do it."
Morgans scoffed disdainfully: "Change my ass! Did Joy Boy succeed? He failed just the same. Wake up, Ron, I think this thing is just for our newspaper."
Ron realized that this foolish bird's brain was fried; nothing he said was working!
Saying that, he rolled up his sleeve, and purple-black Armament Haki instantly enveloped his entire fist. The outer layer was even intertwined with Conqueror's Haki!
"Br-Brother Ron! I believe you, I believe you, alright!" Morgans was so scared his feathers stood on end, and he quickly agreed.
Seeing Morgans' obedient and docile look, Ron sighed: "Sure enough, before changing the world, a tiny bit of force is still needed."
...
Finally, Morgans agreed to help Ron sell the phones, priced at 100 Berries.
The two exited the cave, one after the other. Ron was also ready to leave and begin the first step of his plan.
"Morgans, once this batch of phones is sold, just send me a private message, and I'll make you another batch of phones."
"Understood."
"Remember to give people a user manual when you sell the phones, and it's best to introduce them when selling."
"Understood."
"Also, if anyone dares to rob you, you just..."
"Rob my ass! Who dares to rob me?! I am one of the Emperors of the Underworld!"
"You're right. Well, I'll be going then." Ron thought there was nothing left out. After impatiently giving Morgans a few more instructions, he boarded a small boat and left the island.
He needed to find an attractive driving force for TikTok!
Otherwise, even if the phones were sold, they wouldn't become people's primary entertainment tool.
It's well known that the most attractive driving force is suggestive content!
Being suggestive is fun for a while; being suggestive all the time is always fun!
Whether it was pirates, Marine, or commoners, there were no entertainment activities at all. Only Celestial Dragons or nobles had a limited entertainment life.
Therefore, Ron's idea of changing this world through phones was feasible!
Just then,
The sea surface suddenly exploded, and a gigantic Sea King burst out of the water. Just as it was about to open its huge mouth to swallow Ron, it was frozen in place by a single glance from Ron.
"Perfect timing. Saves me the trip." Ron leaped onto the Sea King's back, pointed in the direction of the Calm Belt, and said calmly, "Go in that direction. I'll let you go when we get there."
The Sea King immediately nodded vigorously and then swam with all its might in that direction.
And Ron, on its back, once again felt the salty sea breeze, somewhat emotional. He looked up at the clear blue sky and thoughts flooded his mind.
He had thought his life was over, but he didn't expect to unlock the Divine Entertainment System and gain the power to change the world.
"It's been seventeen years since I last saw that little girl, hasn't it? I wonder if she remembers me."
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