Chương 55: Page 55
Sailing: Me, a Saiyan, starts by clashing with Robin. · 宇智波皮 · 210 chương · ~21 phút đọc · Tạo 29/07/2026
It seems this incident has had a greater impact than I anticipated.
Recalling the Satan Saint who had just called him personally but was brushed off, Morgans couldn't help but chuckle smugly and take out a photograph from the drawer.
"Idiot, if it's just some boring weather changes, of course I wouldn't mind sharing it."
But how could I possibly tell you about a blue dragon descending to earth that can grant wishes?
Looking at the photo taken by the newspaper reporter in his hand, and recalling the reporter's description of him, Morgans' heart couldn't help but burn with excitement.
Sometimes, Morgans had to admit he was a genius.
What a coincidence that he just happened to send a reporter to the rainy area, and that the reporter happened to witness the appearance of the Azure Dragon, and even more coincidentally, managed to take a picture.
Just for his composure in the face of danger, and the fact that he still thought of pressing the shutter in that situation, Morgans would not treat that reporter unfairly.
In addition to this absolutely valuable intelligence, Morgans not only paid him a reward of ten million Berries in one go, but also promoted him to the position of editor-in-chief of the newspaper.
In exchange for this, they would guarantee that the other party would absolutely not reveal this information to anyone.
The reporter was also a smart man. After receiving the money, he immediately applied to return to the newspaper office, voluntarily returning to Morgans's sight, and providing Morgans with another important piece of information.
Queen Stussy of Pleasure Street is a guest at Rain Banquet.
Thinking of this, Morgans angrily slammed his fist on the table.
"That woman, Stussy, she's the only one who didn't call me, she definitely knows something!"
"Damn it, why her of all people..."
The thought of Stussy gave Morgans a headache.
The other party was just one of the six kings of the underworld, just like himself.
The key point is that Morgans has already concluded that the appearance of the dragon is related to that mysterious newcomer, the God of Destruction, Bits.
And Bitz is a well-known womanizer, which happens to coincide with Stussy's forte—beauty.
If that woman interferes, he might not be able to find out any useful information at all.
Now he could only desperately try to recall if he had ever offended Stusky in the past while making the call.
"Bolulu, bulu, bulu~bulu, bulu, bulu~" What's that guy doing? He's not even answering my calls?
The phone went unanswered for a long time, causing Morgans' legs to tremble with anxiety.
Another half minute passed, and just when he thought the call wouldn't go through, there was a response on the other end.
"Gaga~"
"Moshi moshi, who is it that's calling at this hour?"
Morgans glanced at the sky outside and was surprised to find that the moon was already high in the sky.
But that's not what he cares about!
Who's on the other end of the phone? Why is it a man's voice?!
"Hello? Talk!"
Tonight, Bitts, who had chosen Stussy's card, lay naked in bed, while Stussy nestled in his arms, her eyes gleaming with desire and her breath coming in short gasps.
Seeing that the bastard on the other end of the phone was not responding for a long time, Beetz frowned in displeasure.
That bastard's phone kept ringing during his ceremony, and now that he's answered it, he's not saying anything. Is he tired of living and looking for death?
Stussy glanced up at the Den Den Mushi that Bitz was holding, and immediately chuckled knowingly:
"Isn't this Morgans? Why are you calling me so late?"
"Stusi, so you're here."
Morgans had originally wanted to ask who the man next to her was, but hearing his obviously abnormal breathing, he wisely kept his mouth shut.
I roughly guessed what was going on.
"Hehe, I can guess why you're calling me at this time even if you don't say it."
"It's about what happened yesterday, isn't it? I'm sorry, I don't know anything about it. If you want to ask, you should ask Bits yourself."
"So it really is that man?" Morgans thought to himself.
They were also puzzled as to how these two had gotten together. Did they also have their eyes on that divine dragon?
That bastard Stussy, he's really quick!
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Chapter 73 The Five Elders in another meeting, and Beetz suffering from kidney deficiency.
Although he had a general idea of what was going on, he still had to play dumb.
Morgans pretended not to know about their relationship and asked:
"Are you talking about Mr. Bitts? I wonder if he's with you, and if I'll have the honor of speaking to him."
"What a pretentious act," Stusi muttered sarcastically, nudging the man's arm.
"You two talk, it'll give me a break."
After saying that, she crawled into bed and made the most of this hard-won ceasefire.
Bitz was initially a little annoyed, but after learning that the person opposite him was that birdman Morgans, he managed to hold back a bit.
Although he had previously asked the other party to help expose Kalifa's identity, it was through Lhasa who contacted people in the underworld.
This was the first time the two had engaged in such a direct conversation.
"So it was you. I'll forgive you this time since you did me a small favor."
"Speak, what do you want from me?"
Hey buddy, when did I ever say I was here to see you?
Morgans felt frustrated but dared not say it outright, so he could only force a smile and say:
"Oh, it's Mr. Bits. I'm so sorry to call you so late."
My main purpose is to ask you about the blue dragon that appeared in the rain.
Of course, it's fine if you don't want to say; just pretend I didn't ask.
Faced with this monster who could crush Hawkeye, Morgans became very careful with his words, afraid that the question would touch on Bitz's taboo.
"So that's what they came for," both Bitz and Stussy thought to themselves.
"Your information network is truly exceptionally well-connected."
But that's perfect timing, I also need to talk to you about something. As for the dragon, even if you don't ask, you'll find out in time.
Was that dragon called the Divine Dragon? Sure enough, what happened that day was inextricably linked to this man.
Morgans was certain that Bitts was the one who caused the phenomenon.
Since he didn't want to talk about the dragon now, Morgans didn't ask any further questions.
I'm just curious why the other person is contacting me instead.
But today, Beetz is definitely going to be the riddle-maker, since he's the one who's been interrupting his business.
"I can only guarantee that it will be a world-shaking news story, but not now. I'll call you later to discuss it in detail."
After saying that, the phone was abruptly disconnected.
Bitz went off to continue his merriment, leaving Morgans alone, bewildered, staring at the sleeping Den Den Mushi.
"You bastard, who do you think you are? You're so arrogant, you dare to hang up on me without even explaining yourself!"
Morgans's roar and the sounds of errands being run around the office immediately filled the room.
A passing newspaper employee, hearing the commotion coming from the office, cautiously went up and knocked on the door.
"BOSS..."
"Get lost! I'm fine, don't bother me!"
The employee didn't dare say another word and ran away in a panic.
More than five minutes passed before the noise in the office gradually subsided.
Morgans, who had just thrown a tantrum, sat down, panting, and leaned on a chair for support.
But the thought of that phone call just now made him so angry that his teeth itched.
Looking back now, it's understandable that Bitts was a bit arrogant, considering his strength and the fact that he claimed to have big news. I could barely tolerate it.
What annoyed him the most was that woman, Stussy, who, relying on her looks, actually managed to get into that man's bed.
Not only did he gain a powerful backer, but he also likely possessed classified information that even he was unaware of. How could Morgans tolerate this?!
"Phew, calm down. That woman is not simple. Something was off when she suddenly rose to prominence in the underworld. Now she has found a powerful backer and is someone we can't afford to mess with."
Although he didn't know the identities of the CP0 members of Stuttgart, Morgans had already vaguely guessed what was going on.
That's why he was so wary of that woman, always feeling that among the major forces in the underworld, she was the one who posed the greatest threat to him.
Morgans' concerns were not unfounded; the Five Elders did indeed have some designs on him and were considering bringing the World Economic News under government control.
If Stussy were still a government employee, she would most likely be involved in this mission.
But the current situation is that Stussy has already boarded Bitz's ship. It's hard to say what will happen with Vegapunk, but he definitely can't go back to the government, and he can no longer get involved in government affairs.
But Morgans knew nothing of this; he was like someone with paranoia, constantly tapping his wings on the table.
Calm down. Even if that woman has other intentions, she's busy trying to please that man right now.
Let's first think about what that big news guy is talking about, and whether it has anything to do with Shenlong.
Recalling the existing clues, Morgans tried to connect them one by one.
The strange phenomenon of darkness, the dragon that can grant wishes, the secret that will be revealed in time—all require my help.
Morgans suddenly realized what was happening and opened his eyes in shock.
"That guy, is he going to use the dragon for his big news?!"
Thinking this, Morgans jumped off the chair and paced back and forth in the office with wings on his back.
"If that's the case, then things are getting interesting."
Compared to fulfilling one's wishes, even the best Devil Fruit is just trash.
If I'm right, the whole world will be in chaos!
The more Morgans thought about it, the more excited he became. He was not a pacifist who hoped for world peace; on the contrary, he was one of the people in the world who most wanted chaos.
The more chaotic the world becomes, the more big news he can generate, and the better his newspaper will sell!
"Yosh, I'm fired up! Even if the World Government holds me accountable afterward, I'm willing to risk everything!"
"Please don't let me down, God of Destruction!"
After saying that, Morgans threw his head back and laughed excitedly.
Although the employees outside couldn't hear what the boss was saying, his alternating fits of rage and excited laughter left them completely bewildered, leading them to wonder if he had forgotten to take his medication or was experiencing some serious illness.
Morgans's unusual behavior was just a strange tale among ordinary employees, but this did not include the spies planted by the World Government.
With the mindset that any unusual occurrence could be a major event, the spies secretly relayed the intelligence back to the World Government.
Shifting the focus to the Holy Land, the Five Elders are also troubled by this matter.
After receiving the report from his subordinates about Morgans' unusual behavior, Nasujiro put down the report, adjusted his glasses, and looked at the other four people, saying:
"Morgans didn't tell us the truth after all; he must know something."
I suggest putting direct pressure on him and forcing him to reveal the truth.
The other five elders all expressed their support for his idea.
However, Piet Saint had other ideas besides offering his support.
"This kind of thing can be left to the CP people to handle. We're not gathered here for some minor anomaly."
The plan for the public execution of Portgas D. Ace, sent by Sengoku, and Charlotte Linlin and Hawkeye's wedding, which involves three Yonko crews, are the main topics we'll be discussing tonight.
After Piet Saint finished speaking, the expressions of the group immediately turned serious.

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