Chapter 396: Stamping? No, Live Stream!

"Morgans, come down and get to work."

Hearing this, Morgans immediately leaped from the airship of the World Economic News Bureau's headquarters, diving toward the ruins of Mary Geoise.

We're rich, we're truly rich now!

Morgans understood that although he had not participated in the battle to overthrow the World Government, as the voice of public opinion on this sea, he could play an even greater role.

For instance, shaping Captain Saint Saint Saiwen into the sole chosen one, proclaiming the unparalleled achievements of the Captain overthrowing the World Government, and the monumental feat of liberating all slaves.

In the past, the Twenty Kings established the World Government; today, the Twenty Kings follow Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, overthrowing the Decayed World Government and establishing a new regime.

Isn't this more impressive than the News King?

Boom~

Perhaps too excited, Morgans failed to restrain his strength for a moment, crashing hard into the ruins of Mary Geoise and raising countless clouds of dust.

Moments later, bird wings protruded from the ruins.

"Captain, I'm fine."

"You go on with your business; leave this side to me."

The Five Elders began to draw based on their memories of the appearance, while Saint Saint Saiwen used Observation Haki to probe for a moment, finally locating the ruins of the Flower Chamber.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, this is it down below."

Before Saint Saint Saiwen could act, Kaido swung his spiked club, striking dozens of times before shattering the entrance to the cold storage room, allowing the group to enter one by one.

"This thing is pretty hard, huh?" Kaido muttered.

Perhaps realizing the World Government was already finished and the Five Elders were a thing of the past, Saturn, very perceptive, explained.

"These things are technological products left behind before the destruction of the Ancient Kingdom."

How strong the Ancient Kingdom of nine hundred years ago truly was, Saint Saint Saiwen actually only knew a little.

However, the mere technology of feeding Devil Fruits to weapons was far ahead of the current era, indeed quite sinister.

Logically, technology should develop forward; the technology of this sea should have been far ahead of the Ancient Kingdom, which was destroyed eight hundred years ago.

Yet, in certain aspects, it went the opposite way; some technologies on the sea eight hundred years later were actually inferior to those of the Ancient Kingdom eight hundred years ago.

Seeming to notice Saint Saint Saiwen's confusion, Saturn spoke again to explain.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen."

The level of technological development on this sea..."

"... is actually the result of deliberate suppression by the World Government. Especially when many nations were submerged by rising sea levels years ago, technology was thus severed."

Hearing this, Saint Saint Saiwen asked curiously.

"Why did the sea level rise?"

"Uh." Saturn paused:

"It is related to Imu's abuse of the Ancient Weapon Uranus. Every time Uranus is used to erase land, the planet's surface area is permanently reduced; since the total amount of seawater remains unchanged, the sea level rises accordingly."

"All the islands we see are fragments of continents submerged eight hundred years ago."

"This is also one of the reasons why the Holy Land... the Celestial Dragons wear glass headgear."

Before long, more than a dozen lifelike figures appeared in the sight of Saint Saint Saiwen and his group.

Amidst the confused gazes of the crowd, Saturn said.

"These are the kings who established the World Government eight hundred years ago... They were all made into vessels by Imu; some have already been damaged over these years."

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Good heavens, this guy Imu is truly ruthless; he actually turned all nineteen kings who established the World Government into vessels for his possession.

Saint Saint Saiwen... surely won't learn from Imu?

The crowd, who had just been excited about overthrowing the World Government and becoming founding fathers of the new regime, felt inexplicably anxious upon seeing these vessels.

We must restrain ourselves in the future; we absolutely cannot go too far because of our status as founding fathers.

"Besides that," Saturn continued.

"The reason the World Government vigorously hunted the Lunarians was also to create vessels for Imu. Imu... particularly likes white-haired men and blue-haired women."

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Saint Saint Saiwen.

No wonder Imu was so good to Saint Saint Saiwen before; it turns out he was drooling over Saint Saint Saiwen's body.

Perhaps... the reason Saint Saint Saiwen overthrew the World Government was precisely because he was unwilling to submit to Imu?

"Hey, what are those looks on your faces?"

Saint Saint Saiwen was very helpless; this group was addicted to gossiping, so he had to speak up to change the subject.

"What is Imu's Devil Fruit?"

"Devil Fruit." Wapol answered hastily: "Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, Imu's Devil Fruit is simply called Devil Fruit."

"Devil Fruit?"

In response, Saint Saint Saiwen felt no surprise.

Instead, he felt it should be this way; after all, when he first signed the shallow sea contract with Imu, a great deal of demonic power surged into his body.

And it was precisely these demonic powers, with the system's help, that materialized into the Satan form.

In other words, Saint Saint Saiwen's Satan form might be one of the evolutionary branches of Imu's Devil Fruit's demonic power?

Truly interesting.

After observing the lifelike members of the Twenty Kings inside the cold storage for a moment, Saint Saint Saiwen pondered briefly.

"Dig a pit and cremate them."

After all, they were once kings; since they are already dead, it is better to bury them in peace; cremation... is better than being used by Imu as vessels for possession.

"Oh no, the Holy Land Treasury."

Only at this moment did Saint Saint Saiwen suddenly remember the Holy Land Treasury he had longed for over the years; they had fought to their hearts' content earlier, but the Treasury was destroyed.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, there is no need to worry."

Satan spoke quickly.

"The material used to forge the treasury also comes from the high-tech alloys of the ancient kingdom; perhaps it was merely buried in ruins, or fell into the sea."

Hearing this, Saint Saint Saiwen's mood finally improved somewhat.

"Everyone, since we have met, I hope you will all cooperate with the establishment of the new regime. As for the crimes you have committed, there will be a public judgment in due course."

The Five Elders spoke up one after another to express their agreement.

"Cooperate? Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, we will cooperate."

After coming out of the cold storage and seeing Mary Geoise reduced to a sea of ruins, Saint Saint Saiwen made a decision in his heart: it was time to reveal a divine miracle.

A city worth one million points must be even more luxurious and formidable than the Shogun's mansion in Inazuma.

"Morgans."

"Captain, I am here." Morgans patted his chest and promised, "Captain, rest assured, I will do my utmost to reprint the newspaper."

With the Five Elders surrendering and the World Government overthrown, this is huge news; the sales of this issue of the newspaper will surely break all historical records.

Morgans could already imagine the newspaper being distributed across the seas; it would absolutely make the world's jaws drop.

For a journalist, what could be more exciting than this?

"Reprint?" Saint Saint Saiwen shook his head.

"Better prepare for a live broadcast."

Building a city out of thin air is absolutely a divine miracle beyond human capability.

How could Saint Saint Saiwen miss such a godly means to awe the entire sea?

All races on the seas, whether nobles of the allied nations or non-allied nations, pirates or Marines, or even commoners and slaves—

Saint Saint Saiwen wanted everyone to clearly understand that he, Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen, was the undisputed King of the World.

If you want to rebel, be prepared to die.

It is not that Saint Saint Saiwen wants to cultivate a personality cult, but the resistance to what he is about to do is extremely great, so he must resolve it quickly by this method.

Saint Saint Saiwen does not wish to waste his prime years on how to liberate all slaves and ensure everyone has enough to eat; he is already twenty-two.

He is still Xiao Chunan!

Having fought battles all his life, it is time to enjoy himself.

"Live broadcast?" Morgans' eyes lit up.

"Captain, a live broadcast is great."

Whatever the boss wants to do, right or wrong, as a subordinate, one must follow the boss and achieve perfection as quickly as possible.

Especially since the boss is about to become the King of the World.

"Captain, give me twenty minutes; no, ten minutes is enough to prepare the live broadcast equipment."