Naruto Online: Hyuga Branch Family? Let's go all out!

Chapter 350 You still say you're not a revolutionary?

(I made a mistake; it's called a flying squirrel, not a weasel.)

Although he possessed absolute power, Ning Yuan still preferred to persuade people with reason.

It wasn't that Ning Yuan was used to hiding in the Naruto world, nor was he influenced by Rabbit's approach of first reasoning with people and then not saying he wasn't warned if they couldn't understand. Rather, it was because Ning Yuan's thinking was more far-sighted.

As the saying goes, what brings a ruler prosperity will also bring him ruin.

While killing may simplify problems, it sows the seeds of future disasters that may not be apparent in ten or twenty years, but will cause major problems in a hundred or two hundred years.

Unless we can eradicate the root of the problem and kill all our enemies, or like the World Government, we can completely wipe away our history of evil deeds.

Ning Yuan could do it, but if he did, it would violate his principles as a god and the way of order.

"I'm asking you, what should a person do if they want to make money?" Ning Yuan asked the flying squirrel.

Without hesitation, the flying squirrel replied, "Of course, it's about working hard!"

"What exactly constitutes hard work?" Ning Yuan asked. "Farming? Or working for someone else?"

"Anything is fine!" said the flying squirrel.

"If you farm, and a person has 100 mu of land, with a yield of 500 jin of grain per mu, that's 50,000 jin a year. At 100 berries per jin of grain, he can earn 5 million berries, right?"

The flying squirrel nodded emphatically: "That's it!"

"Then here's the question!" Ning Yuan laughed, "Have you ever seen an ordinary person own a hundred acres of land?"

"Huh!" The flying squirrel was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent.

"If someone owns a hundred acres of land, he's definitely not an ordinary person. He's either a nobleman or his family has a navy!" Ning Yuan said calmly.

Don't be fooled by the World Government's navy's seemingly low-class appearance, as if they can bully any pirate. That only applies to pirates who have no scruples.

If it were ordinary people, the situation would be completely different.

After all, as mentioned earlier, the World Government's navy and the US military stationed overseas are on the same level, so what is their style in the colonies?

Oil theft, robbery, rape, murder, smuggling, drug trafficking, arms dealing!

They commit all sorts of evil deeds, and no one dares to interfere, not even the prime minister of a country!

Becoming a naval officer is like passing the imperial examination and becoming a scholar in ancient times; both are essentially examples of upward social mobility.

Of course, this upward mobility was relatively short-lived, with many soldiers retiring after only a few years. However, during their service, if their families were ruthless enough, they could definitely amass a considerable fortune.

"So what if we have a navy in our family!" the flying squirrel retorted defiantly. "The navy fights desperately on the high seas for justice!"

"The navy is fine, but what about the navy's families?" Ning Yuan laughed. "If a commoner suddenly becomes a navy officer, his family will naturally take advantage of his power to amass land and accumulate wealth!"

"If he gains 100 acres of land, then some people are destined to lose 100 acres of land. What do you think these people who lose their land will do in the future?"

The flying squirrel fell silent.

Without land, you either have to find work, starve to death, or go to sea and become a pirate!

"This is only a very small probability!" the flying squirrel argued.

"It's indeed an extremely low probability, because there simply isn't any extra land in the world for the families of marines to plunder; they're already nobles!" Ning Yuan said calmly. "If an acre of land produces 500 catties of grain, a farmer might work hard all year and only get 100 catties at most, but a noble can get 400 catties without doing anything!"

"This 400 jin of grain is nothing short of the exploitation of the peasants by the nobles!"

"Farmers barely have enough grain to feed themselves, but nobles have more than they can eat. So they can organize fleets to sell their grain and exchange it for luxury goods to enjoy. That's the origin of the merchant ships that fill the seas!"

The flying squirrel fell silent.

Because he found that Ning Yuan was right.

He himself suffered from hunger as a child and had no choice but to join the navy. He fought his way up and eventually became a vice admiral.

In fact, most of the current young officers in the Navy who uphold justice have had this kind of experience. It's just that Momonga has been in the Navy for so long that he almost forgot his origins.

He only remembered it when Ning Yuan brought it up.

"Merchant ships belong to nobles, and the goods on them come from the exploitation of the common people by the nobles. To plunder these merchant ships is to take back what the nobles have exploited from the people. What's wrong with that?"

"That's utter nonsense!" The flying squirrel sensed something was off, and after thinking for a while, he managed to come up with a reason: "So, according to you, nobles are all evil, and pirates are all righteous?"

"Nobles are indeed evil, and standing up against them is indeed righteous. It's just that some of those who rose up later went astray, starting to slaughter those of the same origin as themselves. So they went from righteous to evil!" Ning Yuan said. "But you can't blame them. You can only blame the World Government for making history clear, which resulted in the actual deeds of the first person to rebel against the nobles being erased. Later generations didn't know the correct way to resist, so they could only burn, kill, and plunder!"

The evil of the nobility, the righteousness of the nobility, a blank century of history!

The flying squirrel felt increasingly uneasy as he listened, until finally, at a certain moment, a thought struck him: This wasn't the revolutionary army's ideology!

He immediately drew his sword and pointed it at Ning Yuan: "Ning Yuan, you're actually a revolutionary?"

"Flying Squirrel, what are you doing!" Hancock immediately blocked the flying squirrel's path, staring intently at him. "Do you want to die?"

"What revolutionary army? I'm not one!" Ning Yuan shrugged. "I just accidentally discovered a truth about this world!"

"What truth?" The flying squirrel clearly didn't want to hear it, but it couldn't help asking subconsciously.

"Didn't I just say that!" Ning Yuan laughed, "Exploitation is a crime, rebellion is justified!"

The flying squirrel was speechless. If you're not a revolutionary army, then what is?

Their tense standoff immediately attracted the attention of the entire navy on board. The flying squirrel's first mate rushed over: "Vice Admiral?"

"None of your business, get out of here!" The flying squirrel waved its hand.

"No rush!" Ning Yuan stopped the major general and asked with a smile, "May I ask your name?"

"I am Vice Admiral Fendi, the adjutant of Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, with the rank of Rear Admiral!" This Rear Admiral had blue hair and looked to be only 30 years old, which was considered young in the Navy.

"What are we going down there for? Let's chat!" Ning Yuan laughed. "And call all the marines on board too, let's chat together!"

"What do you want to talk about? What do you want to do?" the flying squirrel asked warily.

"Let's talk about everyone's background, origins, and why we joined the Marines!" Ning Yuan laughed. "Or are you saying you're not interested?"

Of course I'm not happy about it. Who knows what nonsense you're going to tell them?

However, the flying squirrel glanced at Hancock, who was standing next to Ning Yuan with an angry expression, and inexplicably became timid again.

If I disagree, what will she do? Will she kill all the marines on the ship?

No normal person would do such a thing, but this is Hancock. No one can fathom what this woman is thinking, and no one can predict what she will do.

The flying squirrel could only suppress its wariness and reluctantly nodded.

The flying squirrel thought of the marines on his ship, whom he had personally trained and who were utterly loyal to him, the navy, and the belief in justice.

Yeah, what am I afraid of?

There's no need to be wary!

Your so-called truths cannot convince me, nor can they convince my subordinates.

A moment later, all 280 of the ship's 300 soldiers, excluding those who were lookouts and those who were navigating, came onto the deck.

"Today, let's have a chat and talk about why you all joined the army!" Ning Yuan casually pointed to a marine who was leering at Hancock. There was no way to criticize that kind of look; Hancock was indeed too beautiful for ordinary people to resist.

However, this also has its advantages. In front of Hancock, these marines have no will to resist and are unlikely to lie. They will answer whatever is asked.

"Me, me!" The navy officer pointed blankly at himself.

"Yes, where are you from?" Ning Yuan asked. "What's your name?"

"I am from the West Sea, my name is Sid!" the young marine said.

"Why are you from the Western Sea serving in the army?" Ning Yuan asked.

"Uh!" Sid was taken aback, blinked, and seemed to realize that no one had ever asked him this question before.

However, in front of Hancock, he showed absolutely no sense of privacy, saying directly, "Because my family is poor, we're starving!"

"How could they starve to death?" the flying squirrel couldn't help but ask. "From what I know, the Western Sea shouldn't be poor!"

"I don't know if the West Sea is poor or not, but my family is poor!" Boiling Sheep isn't without his merits; he even dares to talk back to his boss in front of the goddess.

Sid casually said, "My mother was raped and killed when I was three years old. My father wanted to avenge her, but he was also beaten to death in the street. I lived with my brother from a young age, but he was also killed in a gang fight. At that time, someone on the street was recruiting, saying that food would be provided, so I went!"

"Is that so?" The flying squirrel's eyes widened. "How come I didn't know?"

"You didn't ask!" West Germany said casually.

The flying squirrel is indeed a good boss, but only in terms of paying wages on time and leading from the front in battle.

Let him talk to the soldiers and discuss their family situations.

The navy doesn't have this kind of tradition; this is the style of our military!

The flying squirrel fell silent, but Ning Yuan asked curiously, "Are there many people in the West Sea with your condition?"

"Many, of course many. I have many comrades in the same situation, including some who joined the Navy at the same time as me!" Sid said. "But now I'm the only one left alive!"

Ning Yuan sighed, then asked, "Have you ever thought about who is responsible for your life?"

"The Mafia!" Sid said.

"Have you ever thought about making a change?" Ning Yuan asked again.

"How do we change things? Eliminate the Mafia like we eliminated pirates?" Sid shook his head. "That's impossible. There are countless Mafia families in the West Blue; it's impossible to wipe them all out. Besides, although the Mafia fights for territory and kills people everywhere, many people also rely on the Mafia for their livelihood!"

"How do you make a living by relying on the Mafia?" Ning Yuan asked.

"Without the protection of the Mafia, you wouldn't even be safe selling pineapples on the street; gangs from other areas would come and rob you!"

"But if there's no Mafia in the West Sea, then the people won't need to rely on the Mafia for a living, right?" Ning Yuan asked. "Or are you saying that without the Mafia, the people won't even know how to grow pineapples anymore?"

"Of course not!!" West Germany immediately shook his head. Why would ordinary people growing pineapples need the Mafia?

so?

"It's obvious that the people of the West Sea don't need the Mafia at all; on the contrary, the Mafia needs you to reap their wealth!" Ning Yuan asked softly, "Think about it yourself, isn't that the truth?"

Nobody's a fool, and no fool would ever board the flying squirrel's ship and become his crew.

West Germany had simply never thought of it that way before, but now, after being guided by Ning Yuan, they immediately understood.

That's absolutely true. It's not that people need the Mafia, but that the Mafia needs everyone.

Without everyone, the Mafia is nothing!

"Your suffering, your brother's suffering, your parents' suffering—all of it was brought about by the Mafia!" Ning Yuan concluded. "Now that you've become a naval officer, you've escaped this suffering, but your relatives and friends back home are still mired in it."

"What do you think you should do to find relief?"

"Kill, kill all the Mafia?" Sid blinked, looking bewildered.

Ning Yuan nodded.

"But that's very difficult!" Sid hesitated. "You're not from the West Sea, you have no idea how many Mafia members there are, or how many of them there are!"

"Are there more members of the Mafia or more ordinary people like you?" Ning Yuan retorted.

"Huh?" Sid was taken aback, then immediately nodded and said, "Then it must be mostly ordinary people like us!"

"That settles it then. You clearly have more people, so why are you afraid of the Mafia?" Ning Yuan asked. "If you unite, can't you wipe out the Mafia?"

"Or perhaps, there are powerful figures within the Mafia, like the three admirals of the Navy?"

"Of course not!" Sid shook his head. The West Sea Mafia was indeed very strong, but if it came down to sheer numbers, they might actually have a chance of winning!

The premise is that everyone understands the principle of overthrowing the Mafia, and then they unite!

The flying squirrel watched as his previously unremarkable soldiers gradually brightened up, their demeanor becoming more spirited and energetic.

Even during the conversation, his gaze had unconsciously shifted from Hancock to Ning Yuan.

What does this mean?

This means that his willpower has been enhanced to the point that he can ignore Hancock's beauty!

So the question is, how did his willpower increase?

The flying squirrel looked at Ning Yuan with a look of horror. Wasn't that him?

Seeing the curiosity, fervor, and admiration in West Germany's eyes, the flying squirrel's heart trembled again and again.

In just a short while, you've brainwashed my loyal soldiers into your worshippers!

And you still say you're not a revolutionary?

(End of this chapter)