Meanwhile, the voice of the person filming came from the video, and the camera zoomed in. "Brothers, today's star is the flower of our Marine Headquarters, and the goddess in all our Marines' hearts, Captain Hina! Hehe, I bet you're all curious about what she's having for lunch today, hehehe! Leave a comment below and tell me—press 1 if you want to see it, press 2 if you really want to see it. Based on the votes, I will decide whether to upload Captain Hina's eating video slower or faster."
As the camera zoomed in, the entire phone screen was filled with Hina's captivating profile.
The video ended here.
"Damn it!!!"
Smoker was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table, took a hard drag from his cigar, and then fiercely exhaled.
"How dare this bastard do this? Filming the private lives at Marine Headquarters so openly—isn't this leaking secrets!"
Tashigi looked at Smoker, a little bewildered: Isn't it just a video of someone eating?
Does it warrant this reaction?
"Hmph! This bastard didn't even film the whole video, and he's going to upload it in two parts—it's infuriating!" Smoker then looked at Tashigi, his ferocious expression startling her, like he was about to eat someone.
"Tashigi, I order you to immediately go to the comment section and press 2!"
Tashigi: ...
Seeing Tashigi still frozen, Smoker snatched the phone away directly and left a string of 2s in the comment section, muttering intermittently. "Hurry up and send the rest! You bastard, don't let me find out who you are, or I'll go to Marine Headquarters tomorrow and drag you out! Hurry up and send it, you bastard!"
Seeing the somewhat possessed Captain Smoker, it was unwise for Tashigi to ask for the phone back now. It was better to wait for him to watch the rest of the video.
Meanwhile, at Marine Headquarters, Helmeppo looked at the video he posted, and the comment section was frantically pressing 2. He was overjoyed. "Hahahaha, I'm really a genius. Keep pressing, keep pressing. Even if you wear out your phones, I'll upload the rest of the video tomorrow."
Helmeppo really enjoyed this feeling of being watched. In just a few days, his follower count had reached 1,500, which was quite astonishing!
"I'll go see how Coby is doing. It's a bit strange—I haven't seen him all day."
"He couldn't still be looking at his phone, could he? Bah, if Coby falls behind on his training because of me, that would be a great sin!"
Phones were selling like crazy all over the world, and on some islands, they were even being scalped for exorbitant prices!
200 Berries directly soared to 20,000 Berries!
Some nobles had already started sending people to watch the News Coos in the sky. Once a News Coo was spotted, they were to intercept it and buy all the phones it carried.
Some nobles even started trying to win over the News Coos, giving them benefits and building temporary resting places, just to buy phones before anyone else.
Because the demand for phones currently exceeded the supply, some newsstands only had a hundred units a day, and some had a maximum of three hundred, causing newsstands to be crowded with large numbers of people buying phones every morning.
Morgans was helpless about this.
Transportation speed was already at full capacity, and two hundred News Coos had collapsed from exhaustion yesterday.
If they hadn't been completely unable to fly, these birds would have kept delivering. There was no choice—the boss was giving too much commission.
"Boss, we need to think of a way. Phones are selling like crazy in the East Blue, West Blue, South Blue, and even the North Blue. We need to make a fortune from this!" A subordinate said anxiously.
"Yes, if not, we can transport by sea. Merchant ships would definitely be willing to transport, but the price might be high," another person suggested.
"No sea transport! Currently, our phones are very popular, and their value is incomparable to before. Those pirates will definitely rob them, maybe even more frantically than when they see gold!" Someone else retorted.
"Hiss... that makes sense. Phones are really more valuable than gold right now!"
"Then what should we do? Are we really going to miss the opportunity to make a lot of money right now?"
A group of people looked at Morgans, not knowing what to do, and could only wait for the boss to speak.
"Indeed, phone transportation is a troublesome problem, but it's also not a problem. It's precisely the key to us making money!" Morgans' eyes gleamed, and his tone carried a hint of cunning.
Not a problem? Then what is the problem?
Everyone was confused, looking at each other, then turning their gaze to Morgans.
"That's right, we need to keep the market hungry. Otherwise, if it's fed all at once, it will be difficult to continue digesting. So, we need to take it slow—a steady flow is the way to go," Morgans said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin.
Then, Morgans took out his phone, found Ron's private message, and initiated a video call.
A moment later, the video connected.
"Ron, I have good news—the phones are selling out! Just as I expected, they are very popular!" Morgans said excitedly.
"I know about the phones. Just keep selling them like this. Don't worry about those who are inflating the prices. Anyway, we have plenty of phones. My only requirement is not how much money we make, but that everyone can afford a phone," Ron said calmly.
Morgans was incredibly touched. He had never seen someone like Ron who viewed money as dirt.
"I know you don't like money. Don't worry, I, Morgans, am absolutely reliable in what I do."
Saying that, Morgans chuckled twice, his laughter revealing a hint of malice. "You don't care, but I do. You know I can't stand those nobles. This time, I'll make sure they're finished!"
"Oh?" Ron also became interested.
"Aren't those nobles inflating the phone prices to make a fortune? Then I'll massively output phones and sell them all to them, making them think that's all the stock. Then, after a day or two, I'll sell three or four times the number of phones as before. If I add a discount promotion on top of that, our sales will definitely skyrocket again, and those nobles will lose their shirts in the process."
Morgans explained his plan, looking very pleased, as if he could already see the nobles going bankrupt.
Ron looked at this guy in surprise. Not many people who could become one of the Emperors of the Underworld were stupid.
"Okay, do as you say. Go ahead and cause a stir."
Ron then instructed Morgans to tell him before the phones sold out so he could come back and manufacture another batch. After chatting about some other things, the two ended the video call.
In the following days, phones continued to sell like hotcakes, and traces of them appeared on many islands.
Foosha Village, Cocoyasi Village, Loguetown, and the Sea Restaurant where Sanji grew up...
As long as a News Coo could reach a place, there were signs of phones.
Coupled with easy-to-understand user manuals, many people learned how to use phones and even registered their own TikTok accounts and posted videos.
This led to more and more videos on TikTok, making it much richer than the single videos at the beginning.