Chapter 102: The Setup
"Sir, now that I've left, my family has probably already swallowed up everything I built."
Capone Bege spoke in a low voice.
"If I wanted you to take control of the underworld across all Four Seas, how would you do it?"
Jiang Qize asked calmly.
"I'd start by getting rid of anyone who stands in my way." Capone Bege's voice turned cold, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
"They're… your own kin."
"Sir, to people like us, family means nothing." A twisted smile split across his lips.
Yes—someone who would one day be known as a mafia godfather could never afford to value blood ties. His circumstances had forced him into this path.
"Good. I'm giving you five years. Bring the underworld of all Four Seas under my control."
Jiang Qize nodded lightly as he spoke.
The Four Seas might be weak, but they were still an important rear base.
"Yes, sir!"
Capone Bege shouted, unable to contain his excitement.
He had never considered trying to control the entire Four Seas before, but since his sir had entrusted him with this mission, he would give it everything he had. He would not let him down.
"Mm. Wait here for a moment."
"Yes, sir."
Jiang Qize pulled out a Den Den Mushi and made a call.
Gulu gulu…
The Den Den Mushi morphed into ba wang's face.
"Sir."
"ba wang, come back."
"Yes!"
The call ended.
Less than five minutes later, ba wang walked in, still covered in dirt.
"Sir, why did you call me back?" he asked in a deep rumble as he approached.
"Design a firearm that's easy to mass-produce but twice as good as the ones we have now. And a cannon too—for him."
Jiang Qize said, glancing at Capone Bege.
Ba wang sized Capone Bege up, then nodded. "Understood."
"How long?"
"Half an hour."
For him, designing toys for children took longer than this.
He'd already read up on the subject. The instant Jiang Qize gave the order, his mind began analyzing a barrage of improvement and innovation plans, running simulations in his head.
Capone Bege stared at him blankly. To him, the big guy looked like he was putting on a show. If new weapons were that easy to invent, weapons dealers wouldn't even exist.
But since this came from sir, he didn't dare speak up. He could only sit there like an ostrich and keep quiet.
And so Ba wang stood motionless, eyes closed, as time ticked by.
Twenty minutes later.
Overlord opened his eyes.
He grabbed a new notebook and began writing, his hand moving at lightning speed.
Before long, he was done.
"It's finished, sir."
He put down the pen and spoke softly.
Jiang Qize nodded, not even bothering to check the design before handing the notebook straight to Capone Bege.
Capone Bege took it and began reading carefully.
He wasn't a weapons manufacturer, but he'd used guns his whole life. He knew them well.
And he quickly realized—if these guns and cannons could really be produced, the entire underworld of the West Sea would be reshaped overnight.
"Thank you, sir!"
Capone Bege said excitedly.
"Mm. When you return, if you come across a Devil Fruit, eat it. Keep any extras."
Jiang Qize said evenly.
If he didn't say this outright, the man would probably avoid eating any Devil Fruits again—and that fortress-type fruit would end up completely wasted.
"Yes, sir."
Capone Bege answered quickly.
"You can go."
"Goodbye, sir."
Capone Bege left, thrilled and determined.
"You should get back to work too."
Jiang Qize said to Ba wang.
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