Make a name for oneself?
Aokiji was at a loss for words for a moment, then gave a thumbs up to that Hero.
Or rather.
Are all the Pirates who come here, Heroes?
It's really absurd.
Is it because Endgame has been clashing with the Navy Headquarters and even the World Government too frequently in the past year, so these Pirates gradually regard Endgame as being in the same camp?
Did they forget that the ones who died at the hands of that guy Shano the most are the Pirates...
Now it looks like Shano wants to further straighten out the order of the New World and is preparing to take out those arrogant, ambitious Pirates all at once?
"Such despicable means."
Aokiji clicked his tongue.
But he liked it.
"Thank you for informing me, everyone."
He nodded politely, glanced at the crowded front, and suddenly kicked lightly.
Crunch!
Beneath the tires, the inconspicuous ice road suddenly expanded and spread, rising from the sea like a giant Dragon, forcibly opening a path among the crowded fleet.
"Sorry, passing through."
In the wide-eyed gazes of numerous Pirates, Aokiji rode his bicycle leisurely across the ice path.
He even waved his hand friendly to the side.
"Wait, wait! What's up with that guy?!"
"Despicable Ability User, stop him! We can't let him cut the line!"
"Idiot! You really dare to stop him, don't you recognize who that guy is?"
"Now that you mention it, he does look a bit familiar, huh, where have I seen him before..."
Amidst the chaotic shouts, Aokiji had already ridden far, officially entering the territory of Endgame.
Leaving only a series of crisp bicycle bell sounds echoing across the sea.
Ding-ling-ling~
......
The so-called pirate gathering seems to be held at the southern gate of the Galaxy Sea Region, on the island named "Wuxing Island".
The port is even more crowded than the outer sea area.
At a glance, there are Pirate Ships parked everywhere, and the Pirates on the island are probably in the tens of thousands.
There's no need to join in this lively crowd.
Aokiji withdrew his gaze from Wuxing Island and continued along the ice road. After venturing into the Galaxy Sea Region for a while, another view gradually unfolded in his sight.
The sea, blue as wash, the islands scattered like stars, the merchant ships shuttling back and forth, and even at some island coasts, children can be seen playing and frolicking together.
Everywhere exudes the prosperity and peace of this sea region.
"Looks like the rumors are true..."
Aokiji whispered with a sigh; compared to the previously chaotic New World he remembered, this place was practically another world.
"Hey! Over there on the bicycle, mister! Look over here!"
A lively young female voice suddenly came from the shore.
Aokiji turned his head and saw a young girl in uniform waving at him.
The girl had a neat ponytail, youthful and beautiful, wore a spicy lemon-yellow short work outfit, carried a lemon-colored umbrella, had lemon-colored hair, and even wore lemon slice-shaped earrings beside her ears.
"Yes, it's you!"
When Aokiji rode the bike closer, Lemon Girl smiled and said:
"I'm Mikita, the Stationed Corps officer in charge of reception. You're the new scholar, Mr. Imoku, right? Headquarters said you'd arrive in the next few days. Hey, why did you come on a bicycle?"
She curiously looked at Aokiji's ride, "It's amazing you can ride it on the sea, is this some new tech?"
"Scholar?"
Aokiji was momentarily puzzled.
"Oh come on, stop pretending!"
Lemon Girl giggled and waved the photo in her hand, "Are you trying to conceal your identity first and secretly visit in disguise?"
"But your style is way too obvious! Curly hair, sunglasses, messy look, always seeming like half-awake, perfectly matches the profile photo. Come on, let me show you around, it's way more efficient this way!"
Aokiji instinctively took the photo, surprisingly finding that the person in it did indeed resemble him somewhat.
However, the aura was more refined, the attire more casual, clearly someone indulged in books and research, entirely different from him.
What a nice coincidence.
Aokiji squinted; he indeed stood out riding a bicycle around here.
Rather than apologize to the brother in the photo and borrow the identity to delve into Endgame's internal situation.
"Ah... it's been recognized, huh."
Aokiji adjusted his sunglasses and courteously said, "You have a point; then I'll trouble Miss Mikita."
"It's nothing, hehe, actually this reception work is the easiest for me, it's like having a rare travel vacation. Follow me, Mr. Imoku!"
Mikita, with her umbrella, bounced ahead, leading the way, "As for your bike, just leave it anywhere in the port; there's no need to lock it. Rest assured, it won't be stolen!"
You can leave it just anywhere and it won't get stolen?
Though this is Endgame's central area, the development degree must be better than the territories that joined later.
But has public security really gotten this good?
Aokiji was somewhat surprised; looking at the girl's confident demeanor, he thought for a moment and chose to trust her.
He parked the bicycle casually, tucked his hands in his pockets, and followed closely.
Soon, they passed by a huge open playground, with thundering shouts constantly emanating from inside.
Hundreds of recruits from various races were training there, all wearing unified uniforms, with crossed sword emblems embroidered on the back of the uniforms.