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Chapter 1090: The "Culture" of North Blue
Chapter 1090: The "Culture" of North Blue
Bigger?
How big could it possibly be? It's all about Gold anyway.
While both of them are Base Commanders, earning generous salaries and additional dividends, there's no need to splurge unnecessarily.
Truthfully, Kuro isn't even interested in money anymore. He doesn't even know how much he has—it's just too much, with so many industries under his control.
Shabondy provides stable taxation, while Pegasus Island experiences waves, albeit minor ones. Tourism drives revenue there, not to mention inheriting Tezoro's legacy and developing a full-fledged tourism industry. Money is genuinely the last thing he worries about.
He can easily support the large number of people under him. Even though G-3 no longer exists, anyone who works for him receives a regular allowance.
Honestly, it's just two words: it's all about quality!
"Understood, Kuro-sama", Wilbur replied solemnly.
Ambushing the Pirate King's forces in Matta Kingdom, then having Kolf Kingdom take over and incorporate it into Dressrosa's territory—this was uncharted territory for them. It was far too early to make a public announcement. For now, silence was crucial.
The World Government wouldn't notice. Their only demand was Heavenly Gold. They had zero interest in internal affairs of member states. Besides, Wilbur analyzed deeply: Kolf Kingdom was merely a member state, not yet Dressrosa. It was only a member of the "Debang" alliance. But outsiders didn't know that. Conquering through Kolf would merely appear, to the World Government's eyes, as Kolf Kingdom expanding its territory.
What consequences would arise from that?
Just paying Heavenly Gold with an extra share!
Nothing more.
Therefore, Wilbur felt it was extremely stable. This was probably exactly what Kuro-sama wanted. For someone like Kuro, who seemed omniscient, this was likely already apparent.
Didn't Kuro-sama look satisfied right now? That alone signified his approval.
"By the way, David recently went to North Blue—I saw it in the newspaper. What's he up to?" Kuro suddenly asked, recalling something he'd read earlier.
The moment those words left his mouth, Klah, Kas, and Wilbur all tensed.
"Kuro-sama, David is in North Blue because of the..."
Kas opened his mouth, intending to speak truthfully, but Wilbur interjected first: "Because of culture! North Blue possesses unique cultural elements. David wants to investigate them and see if there's anything worth learning or absorbing."
This explanation was crucial!
Didn't Kuro-sama know this already?!
Since he mentioned "newspaper", it meant he only wanted information available in public media. The details were certainly Klah's responsibility. All they needed to provide were generalities.
Vinsmoke itself was part of North Blue's culture. Mentioning "culture" wasn't wrong. Kuro-sama would definitely understand!
"North Blue's culture? Hmm..."
Kuro arched an eyebrow. North Blue had culture? Well, whatever. It was David's personal consideration. Besides, for the sake of this industry, he'd already gone out of his way. A King doing this much was more than enough.
"Let him be. He knows what he's doing", Kuro said indifferently.
...
Meanwhile, in North Blue,
within the Vinsmoke Family's territory—"Germa" Kingdom.
The combat had concluded half a day prior.
David's solo victory over five opponents—Vinsmoke Judge and his four children—marked the decisive end.
No one could stand against David.
Under the Wolf Knight's peerless swordsmanship, Vinsmoke's survival instinct ultimately overpowered their pride, leading them to surrender.
In truth, this had been foreshadowed during Charlotte Big Mom's tea party years ago.
When restrained, their first reaction wasn't resistance. Gajeel, who hadn't undergone full mechanical modification, still retained emotions—though admittedly minimal, typical for a "monster scientist."
His four children, aside from Reiju, weren't entirely emotionless either. When Sanji once saved them, they'd fallen into contemplation.
Precisely because of this, they surrendered.
Because David had clearly stated: he only wanted their technology. They could continue research, albeit under his supervision.
Technology itself is never guilty—only its alignment with current values matters.
Cloning technology already exists, thus it has its right to exist. Vegapunk mastered it, M Caesar Crocodile (later eliminated by Kuro-sama) had it, and Gajeel possessing it was natural.
What David sought was precisely this technology.
"Your Majesty David, this is our technological achievement", Gajeel, still bruised but standing, addressed David within the factory. Before them stood countless cloning tanks, each containing a curled-up humanoid figure.
Though still recovering, Gajeel's voice carried evident pride.
"What's the growth cycle? How many units are currently available?" David asked.
"Five years per growth cycle. This batch has one year remaining, totaling three thousand units."
Gajeel's tone darkened slightly at this point.
Clonesoldiers suffered tremendous losses due to heavy combat usage and espionage incidents. That time, thirty thousand were directly turned against them by some bearded Navy officer, a baffling betrayal that had puzzled him for months. Even extensive research couldn't unravel the mystery behind those defected clonesoldiers.
Now renowned as the "Dougleg Navy Unit", they'd become infamous worldwide, a laughingstock among those who knew the truth.
Thinking about it still kept Gajeel awake at night. That bearded man was terrifying!
But there was nothing he could do. While clones grew rapidly through technology, they were indistinguishable from humans in emotional vulnerability. Once their hearts were touched, consequences were inevitable.
After returning from that tea party battle, Gajeel noticed his children's prolonged introspection. No matter how advanced the technology, when dealing with people, emotions could never be eliminated.
Just like how Sora's death still haunted him.
"Three thousand, huh?" David nodded. "Accelerate production. That number's insufficient. I need more—don't worry about funding. Every soldier you can produce, I'll cover the costs. Even your other experiments will receive full support."
"Truly?!"
Gajeel naturally struggled with funds. Otherwise, they wouldn't have earned the "War House" reputation, taking countless mercenary contracts.
But was this worth surrendering over—simply to secure funding? Unlikely. If that were the case earlier, they wouldn't have needed this battle.
"There's one condition", David continued. "You must relocate your entire operation near Dressrosa. Additionally, all clonesoldiers must undergo training under our supervision. You may retain limited armaments post-surrender, but the rest becomes ours!"
Only through rigorous training—Kas's specialized regimen—could these units transform from "wicked Germasoldiers" into true "Justice Soldiers."
(End of Chapter)
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