The sun was shining, and Fujitora's white pupils looked up at the sky as he squinted slightly and heard someone shout:
What, haven't you eaten? What are they paying you for?! Work harder!
Yes, boss!
Lately, he had been very concerned about a group of people who had appeared at the construction site… a group of very influential people.
He groaned, slowly got up, and walked towards the foreman. Although the man was covered in dust and dressed in simple work clothes, even if he did nothing, he exuded a powerful aura that was hard to ignore.
"Could this be the leader of the Revolutionary Army, the man called the Most Dangerous, the world's most wanted criminal?"
But now, in terms of threat and level of danger, compared to the King I serve, in the eyes of the World Government, the Revolutionary Army might not be as dangerous."
Monkey D. Dragon paused and stopped working. Belo Betty also approached when she saw this.
Fujitora slightly bowed:
Thank the entire Revolutionary Army for your dedication to Alabasta.
He understood that Alabasta had to rely on the workforce of others for their own matters, which made the old man feel some shame.
Dragon looked at him for a long time, not out of fear, but just like any worker recently promoted, he was worried the big boss was checking on him...
In fact, when Fujitora appeared here, Dragon subconsciously began to work several times harder than usual.
You're welcome, - Dragon squeezed out.
For them, it wasn't easy to earn so much Belli without working in Alabasta. But why mention that now? Let them consider it a favor.
"Have you decided to express your gratitude to us—the criminals wanted by the World Government—on behalf of Alabasta without the King's permission? Or did the King actually instruct you to do so?" Belo Betty asked with a smile.
Fujitora understood what she meant and wanted to laugh:
"Is the World Government a god? You underestimate the King I serve. In the eyes of the World Government, you are the most wanted criminals. But who are you in the eyes of the King I serve? It's hard to call you criminals."
Belo Betty was shocked, then laughed, lit a cigarette, and said to Dragon:
"I like this samurai; he's good material for a revolution."
Fujitora showed not the slightest fear towards the World Government, only disgust and disdain. It would be a shame if such a fearless person didn't participate in the revolution.
Dragon agreed. Fujitora is a man with the power of an Admiral, so mighty that mortals fear him. His power is nothing short of god-like in the eyes of ordinary people, which is rare. But ultimately, working under someone else's orders limits him somewhat.
"Destroying the world is easy, but far more difficult to rebuild it," Fujitora smiled and bowed. "Is the Revolutionary Army ready for that?" - he asked.
Belo Betty took a cigarette and looked at him suspiciously.
What does that mean?
Fujitora did not answer and said:
You have been given a project, get to work... and I will go.
Dragon watched Fujitora's departing back for a long time, contemplating the profound words he left behind, and was left astonished for a while.
Destroying the world is easy, but far more difficult to rebuild it.
Is the Revolutionary Army ready for that?
Boss? - Belo Betty interrupted his thoughts.
Dragon snapped back to reality and returned to his work.
Let's get to work! - he ordered.
...….
In the palace of Alabasta, Ezekiel was going through a large number of documents.
Though Robin's help had significantly reduced the workload compared to before, it was still a super-Kingdom with a population of over 200 million people. Currently, there was indeed plenty of work to do.
It was not that Robin lacked intelligence, but rather that she lacked the insight to keep up with Ezekiel's way of thinking.
Jinbei continued to stand meticulously aside, but something had changed about him. Clearly, at this time, he seemed a bit distracted, occasionally glancing at the door.
In a hurry? - Ezekiel smiled.
Jinbei awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
After all, today was the day Fujitora returned. The "Ten Islands" project had come to an end. Fujitora wasn't needed for the second phase of work. Ezekiel wanted him to continue overseeing the work there, but the samurai seemed to have his own opinion. He had already submitted his application earlier and now decided to return.
Jinbei was too preoccupied with Fujitora's return to the palace.
Remembering the promise of 1 trillion Belli, he genuinely wanted to return to Fish-Man Island immediately. He was eager, especially when he saw the Revolutionary Army engaging in a new project.
They can also accomplish this task!
Jinbei resented Dragon for missing a wonderful opportunity. They would do the work at sea, but they couldn't participate in the Sky Island project. And they couldn't carry out the electrification of the country!
Only 1 million people who come and go work all the time. The population of Fish-Man Island exceeds 5 million. And since the Fishmen are more resilient, only 500-600 thousand of them would be needed.
He came to Alabasta much earlier than the Revolutionary Army, why hadn't he thought of taking advantage of the opportunity?
And he's always beside His Majesty. If he had been clever enough, what would life be like now on Fish-Man Island?
Now His Majesty Ezekiel said he needed labor force at sea.
Why listen to that idiot Neptune, who keeps preaching something absurd about the honor of the fishmen?
Can pride feed the people?
This will provide a real future for Fish-Man Island!
At this moment, something resembling fiery flames ignited in Jinbei's eyes.