"General Vivian, we are your fans, can you sign an autograph for us?"
On the roadside, many people gathered together, holding banners with the word "Thunder" and Vivian's portrait painted on them, and they gathered around with excited expressions.
Upon seeing this, the mayor quickly waved to the guards who were responsible for maintaining order on both sides of the road. However, just as the guards were about to step forward to drag away the civilians, Vivian reached out to stop them.
"etc!"
With a smile that could not be gentler on his face, Vivian stepped forward, took the colored pen handed to him by a little girl, and signed "Alfred Vivian" on her sleeve.
The next second, the crowd, who had been a little timid just now, followed the example of the group of Vivian's fans and began to come forward to ask for autographs.
It has to be said that Vivian's popularity is really high. From the elderly in their seventies and eighties to children of five or six years old, even those who have never read the magazine edited by Gordon have more or less known about Vivian's "glorious deeds" from newspaper news.
At this moment, Vivian was like a leader going to the countryside, shaking hands with the people and signing autographs for them, and the only thing he lacked was a sentence "Comrades, thank you for your hard work."
Similarly, because of the enthusiasm of the people, Vivian led a group of naval soldiers to walk for nearly three hours on the short street of a few hundred meters before arriving at the restaurant where the mayor originally wanted to entertain them.
Gordon, however, who was following Vivian, had already recorded all of this with his camera.
“How many pages of material is this?”
World government
Celestial Dragon
Is their current reputation half as great as Vivian's
"whispering sound."
Shaking his head in disdain, Gordon followed him into the restaurant while pressing the shutter button frantically.
...
The mayor of Modena quickly signed the contract under Vivian's negotiation.
The content of the contract is: requiring the town of Modena to pay 30% of the total income of all civilians in the town as heavenly gold every year.
Thirty percent..
Is it a lot
You know, in the past, the gold in the sky was 50%.
This means that once your country becomes a member of the government, you will have to pay 50 cents as tax to the world government for every dollar you earn in the future.
How could anyone bear this
But as the saying goes, humans like to compromise.
If someone tells him that the tax rate is 50%, he won't agree to it. But if it's changed to 30%, he will be happy to accept it.
Just like the current mayor.
When the agreement was signed, it was done very quickly without any delay.
"So from today on, our Modena Island will also officially join the government?"
"That's right."
Vivian nodded and said, "I have already informed the headquarters through the phone bug. They will send a 100-man force to station at your island tonight. If pirates attack your town again in the future, the navy stationed on the island will help you solve the problem as soon as possible."
For a squad of 100 men, the captain’s rank is at least colonel level. If the colonel-level officers of the headquarters cannot solve the problem, it means that the enemy’s strength is at least above the bounty of 500 million.
"If you encounter a problem that you can't solve later, you can also call the headquarters' Den Den Mushi for help, and we will also send reinforcements as soon as possible."
Vivian said as she took out a Den Den Mushi and handed it to the other person.
"Press button one for the headquarters base's phone number, and button two for my personal Den Den Mushi. Of course, if there's nothing particularly important, don't call me. I'm usually very busy." Vivian continued.
Of course he was busy. Not only did he have to deal with official duties every day, but he also had to be on guard against Domino, the little ancestor, who might assassinate Garrett at any time.
This resulted in him not getting a good night's sleep in the past few days. Every night if he didn't hold Domino tightly in his arms, he would feel very uneasy. Only when he woke up the next morning and found Domino still lying in his arms could he breathe a sigh of relief.
"When will days like this end?"
I cried out helplessly in my heart.
Vivian glanced at the mayor standing in front of him again, gave a few more instructions, then turned around and led his men to the restaurant door.
"Then, we should leave for another island."
"So soon? Why don't you stay and have a party together in the evening?" the mayor asked in surprise.
"No."
Vivian shook her head, then lit a cigar, put it in her mouth and took a deep breath.
It feels so good to have a cigarette after dinner.
"The situation here is relatively good. I have to rush to other islands that are still in the midst of war to rescue the civilians who are being slaughtered by pirates."
It’s not that he is trying to establish a naval image in front of the mayor and others, but that’s what he really thinks.
If I stay here any longer, countless people will probably die at the hands of those vicious pirates.
"General Lei...General Lei Ting..."
There was a hint of emotion in the mayor's eyes.
Immediately, he shouted in his heart: I did not choose the wrong backer!
"Farewell General Thunder!"
"Farewell, General Thunder!"
The mayor, along with thousands of guards, bowed to Vivian who was gradually going away. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked up at the sunny sky, recalling the old mayor who was still alive and how diligent he was in managing the entire town.
"Father, our Modena Island may really usher in the good days you mentioned."
...
"Do you want to go straight up?"
"Although that guy is indeed admirable, he is still a marine after all. Are you sure you won't be caught by him if you approach him rashly?"
On the streets of Modena, a bald man wearing a bird-beak-shaped loudspeaker spoke in a very low voice to the young man wearing silver-framed glasses beside him.
Just look at the young man with glasses, he looks gentle and refined, with a sense of righteousness between his brows, as if he is even more righteous than Vivian, who is now famous for the word justice.
"That doesn't matter. I've known that guy since we were at the Rogue Town Base. Moreover, when we were in the Holy Land of Marijoa, he risked his life to help me escape from the pursuit of Green Bull."
The man said, pushing his glasses on the bridge of his nose, watching Vivian and others passing by here, but who knew that the next second, just as he was about to run out of the alley, a man in a green cloak appeared first, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Cute, go bring that kid over here. I want to have a good talk with him."
... .. .