In this process, Maude must be recognized for her pursuit.
If it fails...
It means death that stops here.
After giving the task of building the prison to Shiliu, Mod did not stay long and headed towards the place where the prisoners were temporarily placed.
Next, he had to cut off the shadows of the prisoners one by one, and then stuff them into the corpses one by one, creating coolies who did not need to rest, recharge, or eat 24 hours a day.
The number of prisoners was 500, but there were only 200 corpses.
But it doesn't matter, there are still Moria's corpses in the castle's freezer, which is more than enough to satisfy the supply of 300 shadows.
"This is a big project."
Maude walked on the unmaintained path, thinking about the manufacturing project of 500 coolies, and whispered to herself.
"What big project?"
Perona's voice came from mid-air.
As usual, she was floating in the air holding a small flower umbrella.
Mod looked up at Perona, spread her hands and said, "We want to create 500 coolie zombies."
"Ah, the workload of 500 zombies..."
Perona was surprised and sighed: "Isn't that very hard?"
"Yes, it will be very hard indeed."
Maud agreed.
Perona said regretfully: "It's a pity that you are the only one who can do this kind of thing, otherwise I would definitely help you."
"I understand, but it's okay. The workload is a bit hard, but it's nothing to me."
Maude smiled at Perona.
"Oh, is it so."
Facing Maud's gaze, Perona subconsciously turned her head to look at the messy grass on the roadside and muttered something in a low voice.
"certainly."
As Maude said, she materialized the shadow into a shadow clone.
In less than a second, the shadow clone turned into himself.
"The job of creating zombie coolies is left to you."
Mod reached out and patted the shadow clone's shoulder gently.
The shadow clone nodded, then strode forward.
mid-air.
Perona was still regretting that she couldn't help Mod, but now she was staring blankly at the shadow clone's back.
Is this okay? !
Seeing the shadow clone go away, Perona slowly withdrew her gaze, and then looked at Maude with regrets in her eyes.
"Is this a big project..."
"certainly."
Maude smiled and said with emotion: "But luckily I have a shadow."
“…”
Perona was silent.
... ... ..
World Economic News, mobile newspaper base.
"hiss-"
In the slightly messy office area, there was a neat sound of gasping for air.
The well-informed news agency staff were all shocked at this moment.
The main culprit that caused them to react like this was the several reports that had just been faxed and more than a dozen photos spread out on the desk.
"Is this really possible? Am I not dreaming?"
A reporter looked at one of the photos of Maud holding the Shock Fruit and murmured in disbelief.
Beside him stood a warm-hearted colleague.
"Snapped!"
The enthusiastic colleague raised his hand and slapped him without saying anything.
The reporter who was slapped suddenly took another breath, it hurt.
"Great, you're not dreaming!"
Seeing the reporter's reaction, the enthusiastic colleague breathed a sigh of relief.
The fax materials spread out on the desk were enough to shock the whole world seven times overnight.
If it is a dream, it is a great misfortune for the journalism industry!
"Ah, I'm not dreaming, this is real, this is real!!!"
After the reporter took a breath of air after being slapped, he was as excited as a fat man weighing 200 pounds.
"This headline-grabbing incident... needs to be published as soon as possible!!! I can already imagine the reaction of the whole world!!!"
"Where's President Morgans?"
"I don't know, I was just looking at the photos."
"I think I went to Dada's office..."
"Huh? It's really not like President Morgans' style. The big news is clearly on the table!"
"I should be comforting Dada, after all..."
One of the reporters picked up a high-definition photo of Maud's handsome man with no blind spots, and said with emotion: "Dada has always provided the big news related to this dazzling man, but I didn't expect that this time, Habakak took the lead..."
"If that's the case, President Morgans wouldn't go out of his way to comfort Dada. The key is that, according to Mr. Habakak, these powerful information were handed over to him by Mod himself!"
"I see, then Dada must be very sad now."
Just as everyone was discussing, the door to Dada's office was forcefully pushed open.
Morgans walked out, and under the gaze of everyone, quickly came to the desk where the report on the major events in Dressrosa was placed.
"This is big news."
Morgans picked up the extremely detailed report on the major events in Dressrosa written by Habakak in one hand, and in the other hand he picked up the photo of Mod holding the shock fruit in his hand. He looked around with great excitement. The subordinates gathered around.
"It's still the same old rule, using a double-headed page, but this time it's a little different. I want the front and back of tomorrow morning's newspaper to only publish reports related to Mod. So, everyone... from now on, let's look forward to the world tomorrow. ,Hahaha!"
"Long live President Morgans!!!"
"Hey, you called the wrong person."
A flash of sharpness flashed in Morgans's eyes, he pointed at the subordinate who just shouted Long Live, and said sternly: "It's Bacardi. Long live Maud!!!"
"Oh yes, long live Bacardi Mod!!!"
"Long live Bacardi Mod!!!"
The excited voices spread through the cracks in the doors and windows of the mobile newspaper office to the distant wilderness.
That night.
As the leading newspaper in the industry, World Economic News is working all night long.
According to President Morgans' request, tomorrow morning's newspaper must have a double-headed page, and only reports related to Maude can be published on both sides.
This extremely special care is the first time in the history of the newspaper, so there is no room for sloppiness.
The next day.
The results of all the employees working all night at the newspaper turned into newspapers that flew to all parts of the world.
Chambord Islands, naval base.
A group of heavily armed marines hurried out of the base and ran nervously towards Tree Island No. 13.
ten minutes later.
The navy arrived at Tree Island No. 13 and looked at the three figures of different heights standing under Tree Island No. 13 as if facing a formidable enemy.
"One Piece Roger's right-hand men, Silbaz Rayleigh and Sparky Jabba..."
"And Thor, the sly spear..."
"Why are these three people here!?"
The navy held their weapons tightly and looked at the legendary crew members of the Roger Pirates gathered together in fear.
Rayleigh looked up at the Shaqi Bar that had been razed to the ground at the base of the tree. After a moment, he slowly looked back and casually glanced at the marines surrounding them.
"Jabba, Thor, it seems that us old guys are quite popular."
"Should I be proud?"
Jabba took a puff of cigarette calmly.
Sol was also holding a gold-plated pipe in his mouth, puffing away smoke, and said expressionlessly: "What I'm more concerned about is, where is the wine?"
"The bars are all gone, where can we get the wine?"
Before Rayleigh could respond, Jabba answered for Rayleigh.
Lei Li sighed softly, feeling a little helpless.
I wanted to take the two old friends to taste the fine wines collected by Xia Qi, but unexpectedly, when people came, Xia Qi and the bar disappeared.
"There is a tavern on the island that sells pretty good wine, but it's a bit expensive. Why not go there first to satisfy your craving."
"Okay, but do you have any money on you?"
Thor glanced sideways at Rayleigh and asked the most crucial question.
A smile appeared on Lei Li's old face, and he said without any psychological burden: "No money."
"..." Sol.
"..." Jabba.
The three old men chatted casually, completely ignoring the marines arrayed around them.
"Pluto Rayleigh, what is your purpose in coming to the Chambord Islands?"
The leading naval admiral looked at Rayleigh and the others solemnly.
Rayleigh tilted his head and looked at the admiral who was shouting.
On the other hand, Thor and Jabba also looked over.
Being stared at by three legendary figures all of a sudden, the naval admiral felt unimaginable pressure. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his heart beat rapidly with nervousness.
"Do you have any money with you?"
Rayleigh stared at the admiral and asked suddenly.
"W-What!?"
The admiral, who was always tense, was stunned after hearing what Reilly said.
Lei Li said seriously: "I don't have enough money for drinks, so I want to borrow some from you."
"???"
The navy were all stunned.
"Haha, you actually borrowed money from the Navy. After so many years, you still haven't changed at all, Rayleigh."
At this moment, a sound of harsh laughter sounded in the distance that was very familiar to Rayleigh and Jabba, but Thor felt it.
The three of them followed the laughter and saw Garp striding over in a navy coat.