One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 128 I would like to call you the strongest

Several days flew by.

All 500 residential units in the Hoenn community have been sold out, and only a small portion of the villa area remains. However, countless pirates still want to buy a house and gather information outside the community every day.

Goode made a fortune, and his treasury once again exceeded 100 billion, finally giving him the capital to return home in glory.

The number of residents in the community increased rapidly.

The pirate who bought the house couldn't wait to move into his new home. He would often stroll downstairs and greet any enemies he encountered with a cheerful smile, just like a good neighbor.

The first rule of Fengyuan Community is: Fighting is prohibited. Anyone who seriously violates this rule will be permanently expelled from the community.

If you want to fight, go outside.

Villa area.

"Marco, come quick and help!"

Jozra excitedly pulled Marco to his yard.

"I want to fill this place with flowers!"

Do you like flowers?

Marco was stunned; he had no idea Joz had this hobby.

Joz scratched his head shyly, then smiled happily: "We didn't have the chance before, there was no place to plant flowers on the ship."

"That's true."

Marco nodded in agreement.

For decades, they have lived on boats, where space is limited, so where would they find room to grow greenery?

Now they have their own house.

Although their home is still the Moby Dick, the feeling of owning a house undoubtedly makes them feel at ease, as if they have their own little home and want to take good care of it.

"Let me think!"

"Not urgent."

Marco and Joz were at the research institute, and the other captains were also in their new homes, running around up and down the stairs, finding everything fascinating.

They've never lived in such an exquisite house before.

On the ship, having a private little room was considered a privilege of the captain. Taking a shower and using the toilet meant competing with a group of smelly fellow passengers, which was quite an unpleasant experience.

Moreover, having spent most of their lives adrift at sea, they had long lost the drive of their youth, and a stable life was what they longed for.

In addition, the house is worth as much as 100 million.

It's hard not to like it.

On a narrow path in the villa area, Goode and Whitebeard walked side by side.

Whitebeard glanced at Goode: "Kuralala, you're really arrogant, making me come to see you in person."

“Grandpa, look at what you’re saying. I also want to visit you on the ship. I just want you to see how happy your sons are.”

Goode grinned.

"Humph!"

Whitebeard snorted coldly.

Marco and his crew have hardly returned to the ship in the past few days. Even when they do, they only stay for a short while before rushing back here.

He genuinely wanted to see what his sons were up to here, otherwise he wouldn't have come. Meeting Goode was just a side trip.

Now that I look at it, it's bad.

No wonder the sons didn't want to go back.

A cunning and wicked brat!
Good accompanied Whitebeard on a stroll, and soon they arrived at Villa No. 1, which was also the residence that he had specially prepared for Whitebeard.

The two sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Good poured tea for the white-bearded man.

"Old man with the white beard, what do you think of my place?"

"generally."

Whitebeard's gaze remained calm.

The living environment is indeed very good, but his sons are not easily fooled and have long since stopped being concerned with superficial things.

Goode smiled without saying a word.

Ha, what a hypocritical old man.

The white-bearded man took a sip of tea, his brows furrowing slightly.

"What do you want, kid?"

"Grandpa, I'd like to talk to you about the future of the Whitebeard Pirates."

Goode spoke calmly.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly turned cold.

Whitebeard stared at Goode, then suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Our future? Kuralara, you little brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet, do you think you can tell me what to do?"

The very air trembled at the laughter!
The unusual situation immediately caught the attention of the team leaders.

"It's Dad!"

They saw their father arrive and knew he was taking a walk with Goode, but the current situation likely indicated that their father was angry. Without a word, the captains immediately rushed to their father's location.

In the courtyard.

Goode sipped his tea without changing his expression: "Old man with the white beard, given your physical condition, how many more years can you hold on?"

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Whitebeard's gaze darkened, and he waved to his sons who were rushing over, signaling them not to approach.

Those who know their own situation know that his health is indeed deteriorating and he can only hold on for three to five years at most.

This amount of time is far too short.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"I'm just stating the facts."

Goode looked at the captain outside the courtyard.

"After Roger's death, the Whitebeard Pirates dominated the seas for twenty years, but glory always comes to an end."

"After you leave, what will become of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

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Whitebeard remained silent.

Having spent his life sailing the seas, he had long since come to terms with life and death; now, his only concern was for his sons.

He knew better than anyone what would happen after his death: pirates who coveted the throne of the Four Emperors would swarm in and tear apart everything he once owned.

Marco and his crew are not strong enough to carry the banner of the Four Emperors; only Ace can succeed them as captain.

But Ace was too inexperienced.

"Before Roger died, he disbanded the Roger Pirates, and the crew members disappeared without a trace. Now only the young Shanks is still active."

Goode stared at the white beard.

"The same goes for the Whitebeard Pirates. Without you, do you think Marco and the others would continue being pirates?"

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The white-bearded man gave him a cold look.

Don't be angry!

Good greeted him with a smile and pointed to the captain.

"As you just saw, they are so happy in their new home."

“Grandpa, the captains have followed you on your journeys for most of their lives. Even if they don’t get tired of traveling, they will get tired.”

"Besides, they can't live under your protection forever. Sooner or later, they will have to shoulder the burden of life on their own."

"As a father, shouldn't you think about their future? Don't you want to see your sons get married, start their own families, and have children?"

Start a family, build a career, get married, and have children!
Even the relatively young Marco is over forty years old, not too old, but past the age of youthful passion.

Even if Ace were to become captain, it would be difficult for the captains to continue adventuring with him. Ace is too young and will create his own team in the future; he can't rely on a bunch of old retainers to support him.

Just as he cared about Runti and Xiaopei, he didn't care about Jin and the others, after all, the newcomers would eventually replace the old ones.

"To settle down and start a family."

A hint of longing flashed in the white-bearded man's eyes.

As a father nearing his end, he naturally longed for his sons to have a better life and hoped they could have their own families.

But they are pirates.

Family is too much of a luxury for them.

"Kuralala, good boy."

Whitebeard looked at Goode and sighed inwardly.

At this point in the conversation, how could he not guess Goode's intentions?

If the sons get married and start their own families, they will have unbreakable ties and will inevitably be used by their partners in the future, making it impossible for them to remain uninvolved.

But this doesn't mean it's a bad thing.

His sons had been with him for so many years that they no longer yearned for adventure. Giving up a little freedom in exchange for family and a stable life was undoubtedly a worthwhile deal.

Fengyuan Community has given my sons new choices in life.

In retrospect, it seems that Goode had planned everything from the very beginning, even controlling the Whitebeard Pirates.

Even his thoughts were seen through.

"Kuralala!!!"

Whitebeard stood up and laughed loudly.

The entire Beehive Island is shaking!
“Good boy, in my long life as Edward Newgate I have seen countless outstanding young people, but none of them are better than you!”

"I acknowledge you as the strongest!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Goode's lips curled into a smile.

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(End of this chapter)