One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your money."

How much money do most ordinary people in the East China Sea have? It would be too stingy to rob them. After all, Russell still has some bottom line and hasn't gone to such a depraved level.

and,

"My pirate crew still needs to purchase supplies from you, so hurry up and stop standing here watching the show."

Russell waved his hand.

Are they here to patronize the business?

A small vendor tentatively asked, "Do you want to pay?"

Russell chuckled. "What, you think I can't afford it?"

He's not the kind of pirate who makes a living by stealing.

That's too low-class; it's practically low-level pirates.

The merchants in Shells Town were immediately in an uproar; they didn't care about pirates or the navy.

The customer is king!

Soon, news spread that incredibly generous pirates had arrived in town to purchase supplies and were also recruiting people with special skills.

The salary offered was quite outstanding.

Free room and board, no fighting required, and a monthly salary of tens of thousands of Berries.

The only condition is to become a pirate.

No, these aren't vicious pirates at all.

He is clearly the captain I respect the most!

Chapter 12 That's all my money!

These days, even pirates are popular.

What kind of world is this?

Russell shook his head; Ray's words from earlier still bothered him.

Whom should we invite?

adjutant?

Is he Garp's lieutenant?

That must be pretty strong, but Russell didn't have much of an impression of this person.

However, the implication was that Garp's warships might also be in the East China Sea, which wasn't good news for him.

Since things have come to this, there's no reason not to go to the naval base.

He looks down on the money of ordinary people, but he's very envious of the money of the navy!

Even in the East China Sea, a naval colonel who colludes with Ah Long can embezzle tens of millions, right?

In addition, the naval branch has a fund specifically for exchanging bounties, which is also a considerable sum. The only troublesome thing now is...

How do I get there?

"Big brother, are you a pirate too?"

A cute little girl peeked out curiously from a short distance away.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Russell was in the mood to intimidate the other party, so he made a fierce expression.

The girl shook her head, then looked at Russell and chuckled, "Don't worry, you look like someone I know."

"Tsk, is it fashionable for people these days not to be afraid of pirates?" Russell scoffed.

"I... I'll treat you to a sweet rice ball." The girl waved the object in her hand.

"It tastes good,"

Russell devoured the sweet rice ball, then ruffled the girl's hair. "Go home quickly. Didn't your mother tell you not to go out when pirates come?"

"My mom only said not to go out when the navy comes."

That's hell.

For Bertrand Russell, who hadn't been in human society for a long time, he didn't mind chatting with the little kid for a bit.

This very outgoing girl is named Rika. She is a native of the town. It is said that because of the nearby Navy branch, the townspeople are more hostile towards the Navy than towards the pirates.

"What are you here for?" Rika asked.

"Guess?" Russell said casually.

The next second, he frowned, fearing that Rika would bring back a lot of memories for him.

If someone were to retort with, "Are you here to take a dump?" that would be quite something.

So he asked, "Do you know how to get to the naval base around here?"

Rika immediately replied, "Of course, I know that place well!"

......

Within the 153rd Naval Branch.

The naval men under Captain Monca looked dejected; some were smoking, others were fidgeting.

“Lieutenant Sreid, what do we do? Colonel Ray from headquarters has already confirmed Colonel Monka’s crimes. Will we be implicated as well?”

Some naval personnel asked with concern.

Colonel Monca ran rampant in the town, and his cruel rule naturally attracted a group of parasites.

For them, cruelty is cruelty, as long as it doesn't interfere with their money-making.

Lieutenant Slade took a deep drag on his cigarette and then exhaled.

"What's there to be afraid of? Things that can be solved with money aren't really problems."

He said through gritted teeth, "Everyone should pool their money from the past few years to smooth things over; it shouldn't be a problem."

Even if it's impossible to get through to Ray, there are always other ways to get through to headquarters.

Who can resist money?

Moreover, there are factions within the Navy, such as the doves on the Fleet Admiral's side and the hawks represented by Admiral Akainu. Almost everyone who can become a colonel has their own faction.

Colonel Monca could be acquitted if the money is right.

It's not that these people are particularly loyal to Monka; their relationship is one of shared prosperity and shared ruin.

"If that's really not enough, we can postpone collecting protection fees and taxes from the town for a few more years. Our navy fights against evil pirates for them every day, so giving them more money isn't unreasonable."

"Haha, yeah, yeah, anyway, we've already collected taxes from Shells Town for fifty years from now, so collecting taxes for a few more years won't be a problem."

"I've long been disgusted by those lowly people."

"Hey, listen up, we're still the righteous navy."

A group of sailors started laughing and joking, seemingly trying to lighten the mood, but many of their true feelings were expressed in the form of jokes.

Lieutenant Sreid laughed too, "If all else fails, we can use that treasure Colonel Morgan got before, since it's all for saving him anyway..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a navy officer flew in.

Boom!

A huge crater was formed instantly, and the navy figure was directly engraved into the wall.

what happened? !

The sudden commotion startled the sailors.

"Hey, you Navy scum,"

Russell kicked the door open and entered. He had heard everything that had just been said. These marines were even more pirate-like than pirates themselves?

How can we let this go?

That's all his money!

Lieutenant Sridr frowned, stood up, and casually picked up a large machete from beside him. "Insolence! Who do you think you are? Do you even know where you are?"

"This is a naval base. Who gave you permission to come in?"

A navy officer pulled out a revolver, staring at Russell with ill intent. "Have you lost your mind? But you're not bad looking; slave owners would probably like a piece of merchandise like you..."

Russell glanced at him, and then the navy man's hand vanished.

It's a side effect of fighting the wild beasts on the island. I don't kill those beasts much anymore, but I still lose quite a few limbs, and that's how this habit developed.

"Hand over all the money, and I'll make your deaths a little easier." Russell glanced at the group of navy men.

It cannot be ruled out that some naval personnel yearn for justice, but such people are in the minority.

The navy is fundamentally evil; anything that grows from it can only be a flower of evil.