Chapter 171: The Navy's Version of Luffy

"You, my friend, are definitely no pirate! The Marine Headquarters has completely messed this up!"
The boy looked at Naruto with absolute certainty, a cheerful smile blooming across his face as he said loudly,
"Anyway, out of all the pirates I've ever met, besides Shanks, not a single one has ever treated me to a meal! You must be a good person!"
"So anyone who buys you dinner is automatically a good person? What kind of logic is that?"
Naruto frowned slightly and muttered a casual retort.

Little did he expect His Majesty to be so formidable, executing such a complex move even better than what he had practiced himself. Could it really be that hard work can compensate for lack of natural talent? While Feng Shuihan was still lost in wild imaginations, Master Mei suddenly seemed unable to sit still any longer. He remembered how back in the day, Li Xian had practically slaughtered everyone down to the last soul. At the time, he and Li Chuluan had secretly followed the group to the scene.

With this thought, Old Wang snatched the phone from his assistant's hand and demanded to know what was going on over there and who the mysterious shareholder was.

As Fang Chen, Bill Gates, and Metsu each signed their names on the contract, both Bill Gates and Metsu could not help but let out a silent sigh of relief. Moreover, by genuinely winning Shen Dingxing's heart over to Titan Communications, he realized that giving Shen Dingxing three months of paid leave while he stayed home to rest was truly not a waste of money at all.

By this time, the others were also racking their brains, though Xu Chengfeng had already brought out the map.

At that moment, a gust of cold wind blew in through the window. The overhead lamp began to sway, its light flickering uncertainly. The temperature in the entire room plummeted sharply, and white frost even began to form. Any outside sounds from beyond the window were completely cut off, as if the room had been isolated from the rest of the world, terrifyingly silent.

In a sense, the system merely provided him with an opportunity to grow stronger, and it was evidently intelligent.

Now, everything had changed, and it all depended on whether the six major factions were willing to take a step back. After all, once a war broke out, they might actually get what they wanted.

A sudden sound of frantic, heart-wrenching scratching came from inside the body bag. The entire black sack began to convulse, as though the person inside was desperately trying to tear their way out.

Overwhelmed, Tianying had no memory of the scene before him whatsoever. He clutched his head and shook it wildly, looking completely unhinged.

"Stop talking nonsense and focus on your business," Wang Bo said, taking the silver coins handed over by Si'er. At the moment, all he cared about was curing his mother's illness as quickly as possible.

In an instant, Li Zhi felt every single cell and nerve in his body bathe in warm sunlight, bringing an indescribable comfort.

"What do you mean by violating military discipline? Clearly, their door bolt was flimsy. All of you saw it—I just knocked on the door and gave it a gentle tap, how can you blame me? Oh well, toss these people two taels of silver later." Having vented his anger, Wu Ze felt his mood improve considerably.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Fine, follow me." Yue Qiluo looked at Mu Yi with a strange expression, but seeing his dead-serious demeanor without a hint of a joke, she agreed. She took the lead, with Yue Qiling walking beside her, while Mu Yi followed closely behind the two sisters.

After a flash of white light, a Dodrio appeared before the Misdreavus. Its three heads—representing joy, anger, and sorrow respectively—gazed at the Misdreavus, emitting a piercing shriek.

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind Shinji, who was leaning against a pillar watching the screen. Without even thinking, Shinji knew it was Doss.

"It's great that you can see it that way." Hearing Mu Yi's words, He Xi laughed heartily, giving Mu Yi's shoulder a friendly pat.

That single palm strike landed squarely on Guilingzi's chest. Caught off guard, Guilingzi suffered severe injuries. Truth be told, Guilingzi's mystical powers were by no means inferior to Ji Chen's, but having been ambushed and heavily wounded, he could not even muster ten percent of his strength. Coupled with Ji Chen's assistance using the Flute of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Guilingzi could only put up a desperate resistance.