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Chapter 762: World Meeting
Chapter 762: World Meeting
Kuro wasn’t acting blindly when he ordered Kas and Wilbur to conduct some research. If he intended to do business here, it was only natural to make Dressrosa as peaceful as possible.
This situation differed from Pegasus Island, a small island in West Blue where Kuro had previously maintained station. Back then, ensuring the island’s safety and peace had been straightforward. But with multiple territories involved now, the dynamics had changed. Most of Dressrosa’s current outposts, aside from Raea Island, fell outside the G-3 Jurisdictional Waters.
While the Navy’s business activities weren’t illegal, it was unrealistic to expect them to allocate resources solely for maintaining safety and peace here. After all, they remained the Navy, bound by their core responsibilities. Even if they wanted to intervene, their authority only extended to combating pirates and ruffians. If a nation truly harbored lawbreakers, handling the situation would be simpler. However, as David had explained, Dressrosa’s conflicts stemmed from civilian disputes—something Kuro couldn’t directly address.
Failure to prevent instability might cause the newly conquered territories to fracture overnight. In that case, Dressrosa wouldn’t just lose its gains but might end up “biting into a mouthful of fur,” potentially spreading disease and dragging the entire nation into ruin.
If that happened, Kuro’s investments would be wasted. While alleviating tensions through infrastructure projects made sense, he decided to deploy a historically proven concept from his past life as a safeguard.
He wasn’t sure how to organize it, though. Fortunately, Kas, the bearded man, had expertise in such matters. Renowned for his persuasive skills—capable of brainwashing clones into unwavering loyalty—he was perfect for establishing Dressrosa’s ideological foundation.
Kas excelled at rhetoric, while Wilbur had a knack for documentation. Together, they formed an ideal team.
Kuro often saw Wilbur scribbling notes fervently alongside Kas, exchanging ideas while occasionally muttering terms like “Justice.” Clearly, they were recording Kas’s interpretations of Justice.
The bearded man had a knack for profound statements, often spouting phrases that sounded familiar yet universal. After all, human hearts and minds remained consistent across worlds, differing only in expression.
On rare occasions, even Wilbur surprised others with insightful remarks. One memorable instance was when Kuro overheard Wilbur declare, “Even in advancement, we must not forsake Justice. If we cannot advance, we must still remember our duty as the Navy.”
The words struck Kuro like a thunderclap. Loosely translated, they echoed an ancient saying: “Advance with integrity, retreat with principle.”
Could he possibly claim exclusive ownership of all wisdom? That would be arrogance. Wilbur and Kas, with their independent minds, were assets worth leveraging. With their help, peace would soon arrive in Dressrosa.
Adapting the template to fit Dressrosa’s context—emphasizing truth, goodness, and beauty—posed no difficulty.
As for the specifics, Kuro chose not to meddle. David, as Dressrosa’s king, understood the situation better and could handle communication with Kas directly.
With the framework established, David’s business concluded swiftly. After staying overnight at the G-3 Branch, he departed the next day aboard the same patrol ship carrying Kas and Wilbur.
He didn’t take the entire sum, given its enormity. David proposed periodic visits—to collect funds during routine inspections of his “lord.” This time, borrowing Kas’s ship, David transported fifty billion Beri back—equivalent to carrying one Roger.
Kuro briefly considered offering additional ships for full escort but quickly dismissed the idea. If someone robbed the convoy, he’d risk total loss. Better to proceed cautiously.
He kept the bulk of the funds secured in an island vault in the sky—maximizing safety—while storing fifty billion Beri in a fortress for emergencies should David need urgent funds while Kuro was away from G-3.
This initial fifty billion would kickstart maritime railway construction, ensuring transport options beyond sea routes.
Though rare in the New World, such railways existed. Among the terminal islands, one connected to neighboring islands via sea rails for its famous hot spring resort.
Building a new line would require significant effort, but fifty billion Beri would suffice.
With development underway, Kuro could now simply wait for the profits to roll in.
……
Three days later…
“Bororo…”
The Transponder Snail on Kuro’s office desk rang. Leaning back in his chair with his feet propped on the desk, Kuro ignored the device’s shrill call.
“Lida, answer that for me.” He leaned forward, addressing Lida, who lazily stacked building blocks while snacking on the couch.
“Lazybones! Let it ring.”
Lida rolled her eyes but complied, rising to grab the receiver. “Hello, this is Lida speaking.”
The Transponder Snail’s mouth puckered into a lewd grin. “Oh~ Little Lida, is Grandpa Kro there?”
“Gramps?”
Kuro straightened, snatching the receiver. “What’s with the support call?”
Lucius Kro chuckled through the line. “Can’t Grandpa check in on you without a reason?”
“Cut the crap.”
Lighting a cigar, Kuro exhaled smoke. “Spit it out.”
“Report to Headquarters for a meeting, Kuro. It’s time for your annual review. More importantly, the World Meeting is convening soon. The Navy must provide escorts for attending nations.”
Kuro bit his cigar. “Gramps, why drag me into this? There are plenty in the Navy—can’t you send a few random guys?”
“Absolutely not! The World Meeting is crucial. World Government member states gather to decide global policies. Everything from policy changes to Admiral appointments—even abolishing the Seven Warlords of the Sea—is on the table.
“But such decisions require majority consensus. From what I’ve heard, these meetings are usually just political bickering and backroom deals. Big nations bullying smaller ones for leverage while scheming among themselves.”
“Where do you want me?” Kuro asked.
“Not decided yet. Just get here first. Vegapunk’s preparing a proposal for the higher-ups. Sounds absolutely terrifying.”
(End of Chapter)
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