"Senpai." Yu thought for a moment and said.
"Do you want to use the Sharingan to see what this guy is thinking?"
Upon hearing this, Imu's expression changed drastically.
Although he didn't understand what a 'Sharingan' was, he did understand the phrase 'see what this guy is thinking'?
Imu's body trembled violently.
His brain raced.
If the other party could really read minds, then his weaknesses, all his secrets, would be completely exposed.
Although they didn't know what Imu was hiding, his current expression had already revealed his current panic.
"No need." Makoto's tone was full of disdain.
"These people are already weak enough."
"If I also read their minds, the difficulty would decrease even more."
"Then it wouldn't be as fun."
Upon hearing this, the reactions of the World Government's people were extremely complex.
The Five Elders all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words 'No need'.
The survivors of the God's Knights also relaxed.
But when they heard the latter half of Makoto's sentence, the hearts that had just relaxed tensed up even tighter.
'Facing the World Government, he actually wanted to increase the difficulty for himself?'
'Just how confident was he?'
Makoto stood up and pointed at Imu. "Take him away."
Hearing this, the eyes of the Four Gay Bros lit up simultaneously.
The Gorilla Devil smirked, strode over to Imu, and hoisted the King of the World onto his shoulder.
Jim bent down and picked up the Shodai Kitetsu that had fallen on the ground.
Earlier in the Sabaody Archipelago, Makoto had said, "It doesn't matter if I pick up the sword next to your corpse."
Now, Nusjuro's corpse was still lying in the ruins, and this sword was indeed picked up next to his corpse.
The promise was considered kept.
The Five Elders, oh no, now the Four Elders, along with the survivors of the God's Knights led by Garling and possibly Sommers, just watched helplessly as Makoto and his group carried their master on their shoulders and swaggered out of the Holy Land.
No one dared to speak. Everyone just stood there stupidly, watching the young man's back gradually disappear at the end of the burning street.
They had barely managed to save their lives.
They didn't want to anger Makoto again.
Morgans was one of the first to react.
He hurriedly packed up his camera and chased after him on his two bird legs.
Although he loved chaos, he also knew in his heart.
If he left Makoto, he would be turned into roasted bird meat by the Marine and the World Government the next second.
Morgans caught up to Makoto, panting.
"Lord! Lord!"
After finally getting alongside Makoto, Morgans lowered his voice and asked:
"Are you just leaving like this?"
Morgans's tone was full of confusion.
With the strength Makoto had just displayed, he could easily replace the World Government and become the new ruler of this world.
The whole world was right there—
So why was he just leaving?
Makoto didn't stop walking.
"I'm just here as a tourist."
Hearing this answer, Morgans was stunned.
'A tourist?'
'You storm into the Holy Land with a bunch of freaks, make the God's Knights cry for their mommies, kill one of the Five Elders, make the King of the World kneel on the ground and beg for mercy...'
'And then you say you're just here as a tourist?'
Morgans opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looking at Makoto's indifferent face, he swallowed his words.
He no longer doubted.
Makoto wasn't pretending to be aloof... he was genuinely uninterested.
The things the World Government desperately clung to were like dirt in Makoto's eyes.
Whoever wanted this crappy place could have it.
Morgans couldn't help but swallow again.
"You're right, Lord." Morgans quickly flattered.
"My perspective is too narrow."
Makoto didn't respond.
He walked a few steps, then suddenly remembered something.
"Wait, there's one more thing I need to ask of you."
Hearing this, Morgans quickly bowed, bending his waist almost parallel to the ground.
"Lord, you're too kind!"
His voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"Just call me Little Mo!"
…
A few days later.
Water 7.
The Oro Jackson was docked next to the Tom Shipbuilders' berth.
Sunlight spilled onto the deck, and the sea breeze blew the flag of Tom's Company.
As Makoto and his group walked down the gangplank, Nayuta was the first to greet them.
She tilted her head, curiously looking at Imu, who was being carried on the Gorilla Devil's shoulder.
"Who is he?"
Nayuta didn't think much of Imu, but her eyes held a glimmer of curiosity.
"The ruler of this world." Makoto said.
Nayuta nodded. "Oh."
After all, in Nayuta's view, everyone in this world was trash, so the ruler couldn't be much better.
Others weren't so calm.
Erina, who had come out to greet them upon hearing Makoto's voice, was holding a cup of freshly brewed black tea. Upon hearing this, she nearly dropped the teapot.
The Nakano Quintuplets looked at each other, their faces full of disbelief.
Chika, her face covered in sauce, a piece of freshly cooked takoyaki on her toothpick, stared with her mouth agape.
The three generations of female emperors of the Kuja Pirates, Gloriosa, Shakky, and Tritoma, also gathered around.
As locals, they were more sensitive to the concept of the [King of the World] than the others.
"So, Makoto-sama, what do you plan to do with him?" Chika poked the horn on top of Imu's head with her toothpick, asking curiously.
If she were alone here, she would never dare to do such a thing.
But now that Makoto was here, she wasn't afraid of anything.
Makoto glanced at Imu and smiled.
Seeing that smile, the players knew Imu was in for some serious trouble.
"Let him enjoy the same treatment as Kudo Shinichi." Makoto said cheerfully.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately remembered the ultimate humiliation that the Four Gay Bros had inflicted on Shinichi in the real world.
Even the battle-hardened Ran, Reze, and others couldn't help but turn their faces away.
The younger ones, Kei and Uesugi Raiha, started dry heaving directly.
Back then, without even waiting for the Four Gay Bros to officially start, just seeing a little bit of the foreplay had left them with lifelong, indelible psychological scars.
That was the most terrifying sight they had ever seen in their lives.
And now—
Makoto said he wanted to give him the 'same level of treatment'.
Although Imu didn't know who 'Kudo Shinichi' was, nor what 'same level of treatment' meant, he could understand the reactions of these women.
A strong sense of foreboding welled up inside Imu.
Morgans stood by, blinking.
He was very curious.
'What kind of thing could scare these women like that?'
He secretly glanced at Makoto's expression, then looked at the smiles on the faces of the Four Gay Bros, his confusion growing.
Then, Makoto turned to look at the Four Gay Bros and said, "You can use the Oro Jackson during this time. Take this guy on a world tour performance."
''World tour performance'?'
The moment these words landed, everyone's expressions became strange.
'Damn, how did those words get combined like that?'
The Four Gay Bros reacted the fastest.
The Dolphin Devil's smile gradually couldn't be contained, the corners of his mouth slowly spreading.
"Chainsaw-sama..."
The voices of the Four Gay Bros trembled slightly with excitement.
"Your meaning..."
Makoto smiled. "This world hasn't invented video technology yet. So, you'll just perform live for the whole world to see."
He turned his head and glanced with a grin at Imu, who was being carried on the Gorilla Devil's shoulder.
"The World Government ruled by this guy has over one hundred member countries."
"During this time, go take a trip."
"Let these member countries see how loudly their believed-in leader of the World Government can moan between your legs."
Upon hearing this, Makoto's female companions couldn't hold back anymore.
'Good grief.'
'So that's what 'world tour performance' meant.'
Yotsuba covered her face, the tips of her ears burning red.
The other girls had similar expressions.
Even the group from the Kuja Pirates, who had only known Makoto for two months, looked equally dumbfounded.
They were genuinely curious.
How exactly was Makoto's brain wired?
To come up with such a humiliating method?
Taking the King of the World on a performance tour to over a hundred member countries?
Making him get done by these Devils in front of the whole world...
They couldn't even imagine how badly the World Government's reputation would collapse in the eyes of the world after this was over.