The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 273 Big News

However, this scene was so terrifying that it was like a nightmare from hell playing out in reality.

The pirates were completely destroyed in the blink of an eye, leaving only their clothes and weapons, as if they had never existed in this world.

This terrifying scene also terrified the people on the merchant ship. Their eyes were filled with fear and awe, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

At this moment, facing Wes, this mysterious man who seemed like both the Grim Reaper and a savior, no one dared to take a step forward. They simply watched him from afar, not daring to utter a sound.

"Who's the captain?" Wes asked.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

After a brief silence, the captain demonstrated his responsibility. He took a deep breath, tried to suppress his fear, and stepped out from the crowd.

"That's me. How can I help you?" The captain's voice trembled slightly, but he remained calm.

Wes nodded slightly, then asked the captain a few questions that were considered common sense in this world, such as what time it was and whether anything major had happened recently.

The captain answered truthfully to all questions.

After asking the question, Weiss didn't say anything more.

As Wes entered the spaceship, it soared into the sky like a shooting star.

Watching the spaceship soar into the sky, everyone on the merchant ship breathed a sigh of relief, as if waking from a nightmare. They looked at each other, their eyes still etched with fear.

However, no one noticed that a man in the crowd quietly put away his camera.

The next day, the newsbird delivered the World Economic Herald to all parts of the world.

This time, its front-page headline was quite surprising.

Surprisingly, the news published on the front page was neither about the Navy nor the Four Emperors, nor was it related to the complex political situation of the World Government.

Mysterious Extraterrestrial Visitors—Extraterrestrials Really Exist!!

The huge, eye-catching headline took up the entire page, accompanied by a photo of Wes.

In the photo, Wes stands in front of the spaceship, his eyes cold and stern, his trench coat fluttering in the wind, and there is a golden spaceship in the background.

"What nonsense is the World Economic Herald spouting? How could there possibly be aliens??"

An old pirate looked at the newspaper, spat out a mouthful of spit, and looked completely disbelieving.

In his mind, all sorts of strange things could happen on the sea, but the idea of ​​aliens was just too absurd.

"That bastard Morgans is making up fake news again."

In this world primarily composed of oceans and islands, people are more willing to believe what they see with their own eyes. When faced with news that defies common sense, most people simply treat it as a boring joke, purely for amusement.

However, this report also attracted the attention of some people.

For example, in Twilight, a new world ruled by Big Mom, a country full of fantasy and all sorts of strange races.

The older woman was sitting at her huge dining table, enjoying her meal.

When she saw the news in the newspaper, a glint of excitement flashed in her eyes. Her massive body jolted, and she loudly commanded, "Find this person! I'm going to keep him hidden away!"

The woman had a long-standing hobby of collecting strange races, and in her eyes, this "alien" Wes was a highly valuable collectible. She couldn't wait to add Wes to her collection.

As soon as the old lady gave the order, the vast and complex intelligence network of the World Kingdom started operating as quickly as a sophisticated machine.

Furthermore, at the center of world power, the Five Elders gathered together.

"What do you think of this matter?" Nasujiro Sei spoke first. His wrinkled face was expressionless, only his eyes gleamed sharply under the light.

"It's nothing but speculation."

Pittsmann always scoffed at such news, believing it to be nothing more than a gimmick fabricated by Morgans to boost newspaper sales.

"That aircraft in the photo is very interesting." Satan Saint stared at the photo in the newspaper, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He considered himself knowledgeable about all kinds of advanced technologies in the world, but this golden aircraft felt unfamiliar to him.

"Let's hand it over to the CP and have them find the person," Sacred Vochuli suggested.

CP, as the World Government's secret intelligence and assassination organization, possesses formidable strength and a wide-ranging intelligence network.

"agree!"

"Agreed!"

Above the vast sky, there is a huge airship, which is the headquarters of the World Economic Herald.

It is like a mysterious island drifting among the clouds, flying tirelessly in the high sky all year round.

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

It features the eye-catching logo of the World Economic Herald.

The hull is surrounded by a complex mechanical structure and propulsion system. These ingenious designs enable it to move stably through the airflow and maintain its unique maneuverability.

It was precisely because of this unparalleled stealth and mobility that Morgans was able to evade assassination attempts and troubles from all sides time and time again.

The world government had long been displeased with his audacious reporting and had repeatedly tried to send people to silence him, but each time they had failed.

Those forces that coveted the influence of the World Economic Herald attempted to control this place through illegal means, but they could only sigh in vain in the face of the airships that drifted erratically in the sky.

Inside the airship, Morgans was sitting in his spacious but somewhat cluttered office.

The desk was piled high with various documents and materials, and the walls were covered with major news reports from the One Piece world and photos of some adult figures.

"President, my office is almost overflowing with complaint letters. Everyone is saying we're talking nonsense, and some are even questioning our credibility."

A bespectacled subordinate, looking slightly anxious, walked into the office carrying a large stack of letters as he spoke.

He frowned, looking at Morgans with a helpless expression; these complaint letters were already giving him a major headache.

Morgans merely raised his head slightly and let out a low laugh: "Ignore those guys, the most important thing now is to find that alien."

His tone was firm and unquestionable, and he paid no attention to the complaints. In his eyes, nothing was more important than uncovering this sensational news that would shake the world.

"President, how can you be sure he's an alien? Maybe he's just someone with superpowers."

The subordinate put down the letter and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

In his opinion, it is too hasty to conclude that someone is an alien based on just one photo. After all, in the world of One Piece, which is full of strange people and events, there are many people with amazing abilities.

"Ha~ha~, of course it's intuition!!" Morgans suddenly stood up, spreading his wings: "My intuition has never been wrong. I've been able to discover so many big news stories mostly thanks to my keen intuition."

His eyes gleamed with a fanatical light, like a determined hunter who had locked onto his prey.

"Where are you? I really want to interview you in person."

Morgans walked to the window, looked out at the endless sky, and looked forward to meeting Wes.

(End of this chapter)