Alabasta and Rainland, one in the east and the other in the west, are separated by the Sahara River.
The crocodile's speed was not as fast as the lizard, but it was much faster than the camel. It reached the Sahara River almost at nightfall. Sager even returned to the boat to rest for a while.
Such a vast desert made him sweat all over, so he went back to the boat to take a shower, change his clothes, and have a meal. Then he continued to ride the crocodile on his journey.
It's not like he was shirtless all the time, as his expensive shirt had been ruined after his last fight with Ace, but after such a long time, he would definitely change his clothes.
Fortunately, he used his domineering power to protect the more expensive fluffy cloak, otherwise he would not even have been left with a cloak.
Clothes are easy to change, but he likes this cloak very much. If it is gone, he doesn't know where to find a second one.
Sager changed into a very loose sand-colored open-collar shirt, and still wore black trousers with the trouser legs wrapped in boots. He continued his journey with his well-groomed men.
This crocodile can be used both on land and in water, and is very useful as a means of transportation, but unfortunately, it was raised by Crocodile and does not conform to Sager's own aesthetic.
While the crocodile was crossing the river, Sager suddenly said, "Can we also get some iconic means of transportation?"
Renetia thought for a moment and said, "A motorcycle? I can build one directly."
"Then shouldn't we let those men shave their heads into Mohawks? Stop making trouble, Letty." Sager rolled his eyes.
She usually makes some mechanical gadgets as experiments, but she basically only focuses on the functions and ignores the appearance. Except for the hard requirements, they are basically very rough.
There may be no problem with the technology, but seeing too many of these rough things always gives Sager a wasteland feeling.
His style is pirate style, not apocalyptic style.
You can guess what the motorcycle made by Renetia looks like. If his subordinates shave their hair into Mohawks, he would no longer be called Natural Disaster, but the Overlord of the Sky.
"Mohawk."
Renetia's eyes lit up. "It seems very interesting."
"Oh, doesn't that mean he's a gangster?" Marika laughed.
Lily agreed, "But a more uniform outfit can also become a symbol of our pirate group."
"We'll talk about it later." Sager waved his hand. "You know the plan, right? Stay away from the central square of Alabasta and go directly to the palace. That direction will not be affected by the bomb."
Whether the bomb placed by Crocodile can destroy a royal city is not discussed here, but its power is definitely not small. There is no need to take the risk. Anyway, he just wants to rob the palace.
"A huge brawl involving millions of people? Can Alabasta accommodate so many people?" Lily found it unbelievable.
Alabasta has a standing army of one million. According to the intelligence obtained from Crocodile, 700,000 of them have become rebels, leaving only 300,000 of the king's army. If they were all gathered in Alabasta, it would be a huge crowd.
Lily still remembered the scene in the East China Sea when Sager faced two thousand soldiers alone, and the number of people at that time was already dense.
If there were millions of people, she couldn't imagine how many there were.
Sager supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and smiled: "Whether it can be accommodated, you will know when you go and take a look."
The crocodiles crossed the Sahara River and reached the eastern desert, heading toward Albania until the sun rose and it became daytime, and they saw the huge building.
Alabasta is a building high above the desert, like a large island appearing in the sea of sand. There are huge steps all around it, extending upwards, and only then can you reach Alabasta.
The sheer size of that staircase alone left no doubt that this city could accommodate a battle of a million people.
At the steps of the Alabasta Gate, a group of people were waiting.
A sturdy man with strange heavy makeup, false eyelashes, and a swan ballet costume stared at me with big eyes, turned around in circles on his toes in the sand, and made a hoarse and sharp voice:
"Will the princess really come? A brawl of a million people, and it takes a crazy clown to try to stop them Wow!"
A woman with messy hair and a spider swimsuit next to her laughed softly, "Wouldn't it be better if she didn't come? Even though it's useless if she came, compared to her, Miss Sunday sent a message that a big shot is on the way and will be our guarantee."
"Big shot? What big shot? How big? Who is it? Is it Crocodile? Tell me quickly, I'm so anxious!"
Miss·Merry Christmas said quickly while stomping her feet.
Mr. 4, who was standing on a rock and watching through a telescope, smiled a simple and slow smile.
"You'll know when you get there, and that's not our mission."
The man leaning against the stone said in a cold voice: "We should eliminate those who hinder the mission, especially you. Stop jumping around here, Mr. 2."
This man had shaved all his hair off his head, leaving a dark complexion. He wore an open-top monk-like outfit, with a large "壱" character tattooed on his chest.
Baroque Works' top-ranked agent, Mr.1.
"Huh? Do you have any problem with me? Do you want to try my kicking skills? Wow!" Mr. 2 turned his head and looked at him unkindly.
"Stop arguing, both of you. Just calm down." Miss sighed and tried to comfort them with both fingers.
Just as the two were on the verge of a fight, Mr. 4 on the stone put down the telescope, slowly turned his head, slowly raised his finger, and slowly said: "Here, comes, oh."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen crocodiles landed in the open space under the steps of the West City Gate with a cloud of dust.
In the box carried by the crocodile, dozens of pirates walked down one by one, led by Ajin and Palu, and gathered together.
After they came down, the crocodile in the front slowly opened the door.
A pink-haired little girl appeared on the crocodile's back, and slid down from the huge crocodile's back like she was riding a slide. She turned around and slapped the crocodile in dissatisfaction, shouting, "Your skin is too rough, you can't even play on the slide!"
"This little girl"
Miss Shuangzhi was slightly stunned, "Twenty-three million Baileys of Renedia?"
Baroque Studio also pays attention to intelligence. As the partner of the top-ranked agent, she pays more attention to this aspect. Basically, the contact with senior agents is also completed by her.
She was no stranger to Renetia. The fact that a little girl could have a bounty of over 20 million was itself a matter worthy of attention.
"Oh, I already told you that crocodiles can't play on slides."
A woman with a smile on her face jumped off the crocodile's back and spoke to Renetia with a smile.
That gentle smile feels the same as Miss Sunday's, but much softer than hers.
"Marika"
Miss Two Fingers continued: "A reward of thirty million."
Lily was the third to jump down and adjusted the rapier at her waist. When Mr. 1 saw this woman, he was surprised and subconsciously took a few more glances at her.
I always feel that this swordsman is very sharp.
"Biendetta Lily, thirty-six million bounty."
Miss pointed at the pirates again, pausing for a while at three of them, a thin layer of sweat gradually appearing on her forehead, "Ajin, Palu, Miot, 15 million, 10 million, 6 million"
"Except for the swordsman who is worth paying attention to, the others are just minor characters."
Mr. 1 glanced at her and said calmly, "Is there anything surprising about this, Miss Two Fingers?"
"Didn't you read the newspaper?"
Miss· stared at the box on the crocodile's back with both fingers, swallowed, and said: "These people are members of the Calamity Pirates. If they all arrive, then this big shot..."
A person slowly walked out of the box.
His fluffy cloak fluttered in the wind, causing his white hair to flutter, and also brought a dazzling light, making his face blurry.
It was the jewels on her body shining in the sunlight.
"Are you the ones? The agents that Lao Sha mentioned?"
Above the crocodile, a voice slowly sounded.
Miss stared at the man with both fingers, and as the light dimmed, she saw the face that looked wanton and arrogant.
The bounties on those people were indeed not high, the highest was the same as hers, which was 36 million.
Miss Two Fingers, Pola, is not a pirate, but it is not just pirates who go out to sea without permission in violation of the ban of the World Government and the local kingdom.
Being a guy with a bounty on his head and being a pirate are two different things.
But there is no doubt that these guys are pirates, and big pirates at that, especially their leader
"Disaster! Norton Sager!" Miss Two Fingers' voice trembled a little.
All the agents were frozen in silence at this moment. Even Mr. 1 looked solemn.
They are not like those billionaires and millionaires below who want to take a chance and become famous when they see a high bounty.
They know well that the higher the bounty, the greater the danger.
Although this does not represent strength, if it is high enough, no one will think that person is weak.
A bounty of 270 million, for them, that was a big shot!
(End of this chapter)