Chapter 100 The spread of ideas.
at the same time.
Mr. 2 Feng Clay received a call from Mr. 0: "Go to Whiskey Mountain and deal with all those who have betrayed you."
"Got it, 0-chan~"
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. But he finally sighed and hung up without saying anything else.
"Yoshi~ I, the slave of the Way of the Shemale, finally have another mission~ Let's go! Destination: Whisky Town."
The sun is shining.
The Swan began its voyage.
Drum Island.
The third day after the Straw Hat Pirates left.
A man wearing a hood and windproof glasses landed on the island.
"Hmm? Doesn't the intelligence say that this place is ruled brutally?" The man took out a Den Den Mushi.
Bru..Bru.
Gajia.
The phone was picked up.
"Hey, the situation here seems to be different from the information you gave me."
The person on the other end of the phone frowned, and then the sound of papers being flipped through could be heard: "Mushulu, the Fire Nation prison escapee, the first heir of the former Drum Nation, was expelled for massacring his fellow citizens and was rescued by his younger brother Wapol five days ago.
Intelligence from informants indicates that they should have already arrived in the Magnetic Drum Kingdom, and based on their personalities, there's a chance Mushulu will assassinate his brother Wapol and become the new king of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom."
"Wait, there is new intelligence update."
After a few beeps.
The person on the other end seemed to be in shock.
"Hello? What's the news? Why are you suddenly silent?"
The cold wind blew and the man shivered. Not only him, but the Den Den Mushi in his hand also trembled because of the cold.
"Damn...this awful weather. Forget it, let's just take a look and get some information."
The man set out to investigate.
But when he reached the town, he was shocked.
"What...what is this?! Wheat that can grow in the middle of winter? No, why are the ears of wheat so big?" The man felt the ears of wheat, unbelievable.
This ear of wheat is actually three or four times the size of a normal wheat.
And each fruit is plump.
He reached out and tried to take it off, but heard a loud crash.
One meter square of wheat was directly crushed.
The next moment, a wheat appeared in his hand.
"?!"
what's the situation? !
That is at this time.
The villagers guarding the farmland seemed to have noticed something unusual and came over immediately.
"I haven't seen this face before! Why are you here?"
The villagers immediately became alert.
At the same time, an iron golem approached quietly.
The sidelong glances from left and right stared at him, and the three-meter-high oppressive feeling made the man raise his hands.
"I'm from the Revolutionary Army. We've received some information saying that a tyrant might appear here, so..."
When the villagers heard that they were the revolutionary army, their expressions became strange and they looked them up and down.
Seeing the other person like this, it doesn't seem like it.
"Come with me later."
As the villagers spoke, they picked up the green seeds on the ground and buried them in the farmland.
"gone!"
The villagers came with a suspicious man
In front of Dalton.
Then the villagers began to give a brief introduction.
"Are you from the Revolutionary Army?"
"My name is Sabo, and I'm currently in charge of the Grand Line. Your country should be ruled by Walpo and his brother Mushulu. Are they killing each other?" Sabo asked doubtfully.
Dalton looked at the boy with a noticeable scar over his left eye.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "You're late. I can't tell you the story, but now the Drum Kingdom has been destroyed, Wapol and his brother have disappeared, and now... there is no king."
Hear the results
Sabo smiled and nodded. "In that case, we can provide you with some stable routes that will allow you to quickly restore economic and food stability."
Dalton was silent for a moment, then nodded: "We do need some new routes, but..."
"Don't worry, although you are all non-member countries, the quality and safety are guaranteed. We can give you certain discounts in the early stage. But after you become rich, you will need to provide some help to other countries." Sabo responded with a smile.
Dalton breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Sabo's sincere words.
Although he didn't know why, he could feel a strange kindness from the other person's eyes and tone, just like...that Straw Hat Boy.
"can."
Seeing Dalton agree, Sabo was relieved. "By the way, what is this? Is this the new variety of cold-resistant wheat you cultivated?"
"Can you sell us some? Don't worry, it won't be much. We'll just use it for some research. After all, many winter islands need crops like this." Sabo tried to persuade.
It's just that Dalton's expression is very strange.
This puzzled Sabo.
That is at this time.
The Den Den Mushi in his arms rang.
"Hello? Is this Sabo? The information just sent back shows that the Drum Nation has changed its name to the Red Thought Communist State. The current king is Mr. Dalton, and he has contacted us."
Sabo stared blankly at Dalton, who had a strange expression on his face.
"Ahaha, sorry, the news is a little delayed."
Taking two steps back, Sabo looked resentful. "Why did you guys just tell me such important news? I'm so embarrassed! I'm even being suspected of being a member of the Revolutionary Army!"
"Sorry, sorry, I forgot because some of the news was too shocking."
"What's the news? Did they develop some super cold-resistant plant? I'm telling you, this thing can grow even in the middle of winter! It's incredible."
"Hmm? Cold-resistant plants? What's that?"
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Both sides were obviously confused by each other's words.
"It's not a cold-resistant plant, so why are you so shocked?"
"Wait, super hardy plants? How hardy are they?"
Both sides say different things.
"I asked first!"
"You talk about cold-resistant plants first!"
The female voice on the phone seemed to ask angrily.
Seeing this, Sabo sighed and told about what he had seen about wheat.
The female voice on the phone was surprised: "Huh?! No wonder they said they don't need help."
"Now let's talk about your side of the story."
Kerla explained what red thought was.
...
After a while.
"You mean this idea came from the Straw Hat Luffy and his crew?" Sabo was surprised.
"A pirate actually has such thoughts. Are they...really pirates?"
"Who said it wasn't?" The villager standing next to Dalton nodded in agreement.
Dalton looked at Sabo in silence.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to belittle them, but... this is a bit too..."
"It goes against common sense, doesn't it?" Dalton said the following words.
In this great pirate era, pirates are evil. It is impossible not to be shocked to hear the red ideology from the mouths of pirates. To be honest, if Cheng Lang had not told him the story in person.
He even doubted its authenticity.
"If possible, I really want to meet a man who can have such thoughts." Sabo sighed.
Then he stroked his hat.
"Since we have nothing to do here, can you give us some wheat seeds? This is really important to us. After all, so many countries are starving."
"We don't have many at the moment." Dalton thought about it, but decided to help.
The reason why he went to the revolutionary army to tell them these things was indeed to promote red ideas, but more because of Cheng Lang's words.