Chapter 445: Candidates and essential items for home travel

"Wait."

Suddenly, she discovered something wrong and stared at Garp: "Garp,

how did the document about the Seven Warlords end up in your hands?"

"Hmm, Tsuru…"

Garp was speechless for a moment. Having such a thing discovered by an old friend, even with his thick skin, he felt a bit awkward.

"Tsuru, it's like this…"

Sengoku didn't choose to hide it for Garp and directly told the story of Ace slowly.

It was impossible to keep Ace's matter hidden from Tsuru, who was the Marine Great Staff Officer.

Moreover, he, Garp, and Tsuru were old friends who had worked together for decades, and even gone through life and death many times,

so there was no need to keep it secret.

"Garp, you bastard! Is this how you educate the younger generation?"

Hearing this, Vice Admiral Tsuru couldn't remain calm either. Her kind face turned red with anger,

and she grabbed Garp's ear and gave him a loud roar.

The Revolutionary Army stirred up by a "World's Worst Criminal" already didn't know how much Marine energy it had involved,

and now he had produced another grandson who wanted to be a pirate. Could things get any worse?

If they hadn't been friends for many years, she would have known Garp's unreliability outside of fighting,

otherwise she would have thought Garp was laying out some big plan.

After all, these three, one in the Marines, one in the Revolutionary Army,

and one is a pirate in the limelight. If they joined forces, wouldn't that be something?

"Pain, pain, pain, Tsuru."

Although Garp was powerful, he was a flesh-and-blood body that could be broken without the addition of Armament Haki,

and Vice Admiral Tsuru was also a powerful Marine with at least Vice Admiral strength. Her hand strength was so great

that even a steel pillar could be easily twisted into a twist, so Garp screamed in pain.

Of course, there might not be no pretense in this,

as an old friend for many years, he knew Tsuru's sharp tongue and soft heart too well.

"Hmph!"

Looking at Garp's reddened ears, Vice Admiral Tsuru snorted coldly, and only then let go.

Garp rubbed his reddened ears and muttered softly: "Tsuru, you're too ruthless."

"Tsuru, Garp, let's discuss how to invite that pirate traitor."

Sengoku shifted the topic without a trace, which was considered a relief for Garp.

"Solve Ace's matter for me as soon as possible!"

Vice Admiral Tsuru gave Garp an ultimatum and then joined the discussion on Zhang Jie's invitation.

After all, a small pirate wandering in the East Blue, even if he was a "supernova" in the mouths of other pirates,

was obviously not as important as a powerhouse capable of becoming the fifth pirate emperor.

A pirate emperor plus the pirate crew under his command really had the ability to shake the world's pattern!

'Thank you.'

Garp said thank you to Sengoku where Vice Admiral Tsuru couldn't see.

Sengoku raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, then devoted himself to his work:

"Now we need to find a candidate to go and communicate with Zhang Jie."

Then he and Tsuru both looked at Garp:

Strength is the prerequisite for dialogue. In the entire Marine, only the three Admirals,

Sengoku, Garp, and Zephyr had the strength to have an equal dialogue with Zhang Jie.

And Borsalino is sitting in the Sabaody Archipelago, deterring those pirate supernovas in "Paradise,"

and he himself has to participate in Dr. Vegapunk's research in the Marine Science Unit, so he can't get away;

Sakazuki has to lead the fleet to cruise in the New World, monitoring that madman Kaido of the Beasts,

preventing him from suddenly going crazy again and causing a major event that impacts Marine branches, or even the headquarters;

Kuzan is still in the Four Seas, saying he is on vacation, but he also shoulders the heavy responsibility of monitoring the Red Hair Pirates.

Zephyr has been tortured by asthma for many years. Not to mention his combat power is not in its prime state,

he is not a monster like Zhang Jie. As Zephyr's old friend,

how could he let his old friend, who was already having a miserable late life, go and shed his last drop of blood?

He himself is the Marine Marshal and must sit in Marineford at all times.

"Gu ha ha."

Garp laughed foolishly, trying to muddle through:

"I still have to go to the East Blue to arrest the pirate supernova Portgas D. Ace, so I can't get away!"

Sengoku glared at Garp, who was playing dumb, and began to organize the documents,

putting important documents into a document bag, and throwing the discarded ones to the… goat standing on the side of the office.

"Baa~"

The goat cheered and ate the paper documents in big mouthfuls.

I, the Marine Marshal, am not only one of the leaders maintaining order, but also an environmental pioneer in the field of environmental protection~

"Garp!"

The good-tempered Vice Admiral Tsuru couldn't bear it anymore.

……

In the New World, on the sea outside the territory of the Big Mom Pirates,

a small boat only ten meters long was rippling on the waves.

"Gulp."

On the lounge chair, Zhang Jie casually threw the finished beverage bottle into the trash can.

"This is life."

Zhang Jie, basking in the bright but not stinging light, with his whole body warm, stretched comfortably.

"Speaking of which, the Munch-Munch Fruit is really a must-have for killing and arson… uh, no, it's a must-have for home travel."

Zhang Jie rubbed his stubbly chin, feeling inexplicable emotion.

The Munch-Munch Fruit can process items swallowed into the Devouring Space.

Its original destined owner, Wapol, once used it to make lifelike statues,

which were well received by children.

However, making statues, if not called wasting natural resources, can be considered not doing one's proper job.

The best way to use this manufacturing ability with extremely high processing precision is to produce,

and manufacture high-tech products with strict manufacturing conditions.

The small boat under Zhang Jie's feet was one of his current works—using modern technologies such as propellers,

the sailing speed could reach 40 knots (about 72 km/h, 1 knot = 1 nautical mile/hour ≈ 1.852 km/h).

Although it couldn't compare to small high-speed vessels like missile boats that reduce almost all armor and only pursue speed,

which can be called "thin-skinned,"

it was far superior to the sailing warships used by pirates and Marines in the New World, which, even in tailwind conditions,

only had a speed of about a dozen knots.

It's not that Zhang Jie is bragging, he could completely rely on the boat under his feet to leave other pirates,

and the Marines' ships unable to even inhale the exhaust.

Because it was mainly used for traveling, Zhang Jie didn't configure any heavy weapons on the boat,

only two 25mm machine cannons as simple defensive devices, used to shoot fish or something.

As for the operation, it was even simpler: as Zhang Jie's creation, everything on the boat was controlled by Zhang Jie's mind.

A thought could decide whether it continued to move forward, braked, or turned.

However, Zhang Jie, in order to be lazy, still used the artificial intelligence inside the Black God Suit to write an intelligent system for this boat.

"However, I can be so leisurely alone,

because I am an ability user who is good at mechanical manufacturing. Then what about Hawk-Eye?"

Zhang Jie seemed to have discovered a blind spot like a blind monk.

Like him now, the world's number one swordsman Hawk-Eye, Dracule Mihawk, is also a lone wolf.

But unlike him, who is an ability user, Hawk-Eye is a pure swordsman and hasn't eaten any Devil Fruit.

That is to say, Hawk-Eye's ability is mainly swordsmanship and Haki.

These abilities, even if he suppresses all the swordsmen on the sea and gets the title of world's number one swordsman,

are very useful for fighting, but not very professional for traveling. ===== CHAPTER 446 =====