Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 177: The Harmless Disposal of Impelton Prisoners

On the fourth floor of Impel Down, in Magellan's office.

At this moment, Bane was sitting on the sofa, discussing some things about "imported pirates" with Magellan.

There were only the two of them in the office. Ian and Tina had already been taken by Deputy Warden Domino to visit the large prison, mainly because they couldn't stand Magellan's gas and were uncomfortable wearing gas masks here.

"If this plan is successful in my trial, it can be rolled out in the future. I suggest that this plan be called the 'Impelton Labor Reform Plan'. The prisoners should be selected from those sentenced to less than five years, and all of them should be non-ability users, so that it is safe and easy to manage," Bane wrote on the paper.

Magellan nodded in agreement, saying, "Most prisoners serving sentences of five years or less are not the kind of heinous criminals who don't deserve a chance. I think it's appropriate. This way, Impelton won't become their graveyard anymore. To be honest, although I don't sympathize with these criminals, it's always a good thing if there's a better way to deal with them."

Although Magellan had a terrifying appearance, he was not a bloodthirsty person. On the contrary, he was a very kind-hearted guy.

He had no sympathy for criminals, but he also did not believe that all criminals should be killed.

If it could give those criminals a proper ending like this, he felt it would be worth a try.

"Based on the current situation, our large prison can provide at least 20,000 labor reform prisoners every year, which will greatly reduce the burden on our prison. At the same time, sending these prisoners who would otherwise die here out should also relieve the psychological pressure on our staff," Magellan added.

"That makes sense. I'll include that as a reason in the plan." Bane nodded and quickly wrote down the reason.

I'm doing this for the physical and mental well-being of the prison staff!

"But no matter what, these prisoners still belong to Impel Down during this period, so as the warden, I must send supervisory personnel to accompany them. What do you think, Lieutenant General Bane?" Magellan said after thinking for a moment.

"That makes sense." Bane certainly didn't intend to stop them; after all, he really intended to use these people as laborers, and he wasn't going to do anything else.

Impelton had someone keeping an eye on things, so there's nothing wrong with that.

Seeing that Bane agreed so readily, Magellan said in a good mood, "I've been thinking about how to give my subordinates more authority to go out. After all, while we can say nice things all the time, we still need to give our subordinates some room to relax. Shiryu was a very upright person back then. If I could have coughed earlier, well, this kind of assignment can be considered an internal benefit, giving my subordinates who are under a lot of mental and physical stress a chance to get some fresh air."

"They are so lucky to have a leader like you, Director Magellan," Bane remarked.

It's clear that Magellan genuinely cares about his subordinates. After all, it's impossible for him to be chosen for such an outing, but he's still willing to try.

"Although Sakazuki may be a bit hard-hearted, he can't be unaware of these principles. What we're doing is a two-way street, a way to better manage Impelton," Bane remarked.

What's the point of locking these prisoners up in Impel Down and torturing them to death?

It would be better to let them go out and create value, which would also save a lot of money.

Such a thing is not without precedent within the World Government. Every year, the World Government recruits prisoners from prisons in its various member countries and sends them to build their super project, the bridge-building project.

Today, Benn has simply deepened the cooperation between the Navy and Impelton, a subordinate agency of the Navy, in this regard.

No problem!

"If they behave well, there's no need for a sentence reduction. Giving them a chance to leave Impelton is already the greatest leniency. There's no need to change their sentences; they should keep working until they're released. Of course, if they don't cherish the opportunity and try to slack off, then they should be deported and sent back to Impelton to enjoy themselves." Bane immediately rejected Magellan's sentence reduction consultation.

Magellan pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded and said, "Alright, let's do it according to Lieutenant General Bane's idea."

If anyone were to be repatriated, Magellan planned to "de-harm" them all, since these were the kind of people who "couldn't be given a chance and were useless," and there was no need to show them any mercy.

Just as Bane and Magellan were discussing these matters, the office door opened, and Hannibal walked in with Garp.

When Karp saw Bane, he asked with some surprise, "Have you finished taking care of things over there?"

"Hmm, it's not a big deal." Bane said, putting down his pen and taking a large box from beside the coffee table, placing it on the table. "These Devil Fruits are all yours now. According to the orders to come, you will be responsible for delivering them to headquarters for safekeeping."

Garp stepped forward, opened the box, and looked inside. Sure enough, there were four Devil Fruits inside.

There are three Paramecia-type Devil Fruits: the Sake-Sake Fruit, the Fusion Fruit, and the Momo-Momo Fruit. Then there is a Mythical Zoan type: the Nine-Tailed Fox Fruit.

Bane had met the users of these fruits before. To be honest, apart from Douglas Barrett, who left a deep impression on him, the other three were not very interesting, especially World Destroyer Bondi Waldo. This guy was still in an unconscious state while frozen, and then he was quietly harvested.

"These are all very powerful abilities. Once these fruits find suitable hosts within our Navy, it's almost foreseeable that our Navy's strength will see a significant boost," Garp said, closing the box with a sigh.

"Aren't you planning to eat one? I think that Momo Fruit is perfect for you, a hundredfold amplification! If you unleash a Galactic Impact, Mary Geoise would be wiped out." Bane laughed and teased.

"Knock out Mary Geoise with one punch? Hahaha, that sounds pretty exciting." Garp laughed heartily upon hearing this.

Magellan watched helplessly as these two core members of the world's ruling government openly discussed things like "one punch to destroy Mary Geoise," and he was utterly speechless.

Could you please not say things like this in front of me?

This is putting me in a difficult position!

However, Garp was just joking around and didn't seem to be seriously considering eating a Devil Fruit. Bane didn't say anything more and quickly continued his discussion with Magellan.

Karp listened to Bane and Magellan's conversation from the side, and soon his expression also became serious.

At first, he thought Bane's "Impelton Imported Pirates" plan was a bit of a joke and sounded unreliable.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

But now, many of the points that Bane and Magellan are discussing here make more and more sense to Karp, especially their insights on alleviating the mental and physical stress of Impelton employees, which resonate with him deeply.

After all, he had just witnessed that the Grand Warden of Impel Down, Shiliu, had become a psychopath due to psychological problems and was imprisoned in the Infinite Hell.

If the head guard is like this, how could the other prison staff not have problems?

They just have a chance to take a break and adjust their condition.

About two hours later, Bane and Magellan reached a preliminary consensus on the matter. Next, the plan would have to wait until they returned to headquarters and found a suitable time to implement it.

After putting away the completed plan, Bane turned to Karp and asked, "How's it going? Your big grandson?"

"Not so good." Garp shook his head, but said with some pleasure, "However, what you said did have some effect. That brat was threatening to die before, but when we talked just now, he didn't mention anything about wanting to die. For me, that's a good start. I still have to thank you, Bane. I knew you were smart."

"It's nothing." Bane waved his hand, then stood up and said, "Now that we've finished dealing with things here, we won't linger any longer. Director Magellan, it's been a pleasure meeting with you. Let's keep in touch in the future."

"Hahaha, Lieutenant General Bane, I am also very happy to have had this very meaningful exchange with you. Please be sure to tell me if you have any good ideas in the future," Magellan said happily.

After exchanging pleasantries once more, Bane and the others left Impelton Prison and headed back to Marineford, the headquarters of the Navy.

On the walls of the Great Prison, Magellan stood by the wall, watching the main fleet ships gradually disappear from sight. After a long while, he couldn't help but sigh, "Lieutenant General Bane has really exceeded my expectations. If only there were more generals like him in headquarters..."

"What's wrong with having more generals like him?" Hannibal asked from the side.

A complex look flashed in Magellan's eyes. After a moment, he said softly, "This sea might become a little better."

"That's true. If I could see Impeldown completely empty in my lifetime, I would be content," Hannibal said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)