I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Chapter 200 Starting Today, I'll Be Working

Kro's ten-thousand-word strategy made Sieg a little uneasy.

He launched into a long, rambling speech about the importance of keeping a low profile, intending to put an end to any thoughts that might arise between Klow and Gilman.

Only after seeing that both sides were obedient and silent with their heads bowed did Sieg feel satisfied.

"Alright, Gilman, you can go back now."

"Crow, go inside the cabin and stay there."

Sieg immediately separated the two, preventing any possibility of communication between them.

After doing all this, Sieg immediately ordered the ship to set sail. Only when he watched the ironclad ship leave the port did Sieg finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This should be a sure win, right?

However, Sieg did not see that Gilman and Crowe simultaneously glanced discreetly at a person on the bow deck.

It was a smiling bald man.

"Just as the bald guy said..."

Kro admired him.

He was extremely cautious in his actions, and the night before handing over the ten-thousand-word strategy to Sieg, he had already asked the bald man to review it.

At that time, the bald man speculated about Sig's reaction after meeting with Kro's advice.

"Kroo, your strategy for writing ten thousand words is indeed very good."

“I reckon the boss will be very happy to see this, but your staying is not in the boss’s plans. So, Kro, you are destined not to get what you want.”

"So I guess the boss will hide his excitement and joy and give you a scolding, but don't be discouraged, Chloe."

"What the boss did was actually to send a message to Gilman."

"The foundation of Wanwu Island has been completely entrusted to Gilman by the boss, which is a sign of complete trust in him and brooks no dissent from others!"

"No matter how good your strategy is, the boss won't let you get involved, much less let you stay!"

Looking at the ten-thousand-word strategy he had painstakingly written, Kro felt a complex mix of emotions: half disheartened, half doubtful.

"So, what should I do?"

"Kro, don't be discouraged. Just give Gilman a copy of your 10,000-word strategy in advance."

"Although the boss doesn't need your strategy, he will fully recognize your talent."

"Whether or not the strategy is adopted is Gilman's business, entirely up to him, and you are not to blame."

"When Gilman has developed the base on the Island of Everything, Gilman and I will explain your contributions to Boss Sig and give him a surprise!"

This is what the bald guy said back then.

Kro didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems that Sieg's reaction was basically in line with the bald man's expectations.

"He really is the one who understands Sig best..."

Kro was impressed.

"Kro, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and get to the engine room! We've already set sail."

Sieg suddenly appeared next to Kro, shouting with a cold face.

"Power room?"

Completely bewildered, Kro followed Sieg to a room deep inside the ship's cabin.

"Alright, quickly use your Swamp-Gas Fruit ability to pump swamp gas into the engine pipes."

Sieg said irritably.

Kro was a little confused, but he still followed Sig's instructions, stretching out his hands to transfer the colorless methane gas into the pipe.

He could feel the massive, complex machine in front of him trembling and making a roaring sound.

Looking out the porthole of the engine room, you can see the pirate ship gradually accelerating, its speed increasing dramatically compared to before.

"Good job, keep it up."

"This ironclad ship is a hybrid power vessel powered by both wind and biogas. From now on, we'll be counting on you, Crowe."

Sieg's expression softened slightly as he stepped out of the power room.

"What? Does that mean I have to stay here forever?"

Kro looked completely bewildered.

"of course not."

Sig glanced at the operator beside him.

"Given Klo's current biogas input efficiency, how many hours do you think he needs to work each day?"

While on the Island of All Things, Sieg not only purchased new ships, but also recruited corresponding operation and maintenance personnel.

Including the expenses for building biogas equipment, the total cost was approximately 100 million yuan.

In retrospect, it was worth it.

The operator glanced at the instrument readings beside him, did a quick calculation, and then spoke:

"About eight hours."

"Okay, from now on, you'll clock in at the power room every day."

After saying this, Sieg strode out of the power room without a trace of lingering attachment.

"Boss Sigurd, I'm a pirate! A pirate with a bounty of over ten million!"

Kro's expression changed, and he cried out somewhat inappropriately, causing his round glasses to tilt.

He only became a pirate because he didn't want to work and wanted to be rich...

Sieg paused, then turned back and said to Chloe earnestly:

"Kro, this is your personal training."

"You've only just obtained the Swamp Gas Fruit, and its potential isn't fully developed yet. That's why I specifically bought this iron boat—to fully unlock your abilities!"

"Think about it, with your current biogas input efficiency, you need to focus on working for eight hours straight."

"But what if you develop your Devil Fruit ability even further and double your input efficiency? Then it would only take four hours."

"If one day your biogas input efficiency reaches 28800 times that of today, then you can complete the work in one second."

"By then, even the Four Emperors might not be a match for you!"

"So, this is a test for you!"

After saying this, Sieg left feeling relieved.

"Let's get rid of Kro! He works eight hours a day now, I don't believe he still has the energy for some '10,000-word strategy'..."

Sieg felt much better and left.

Inside the engine room, Kro was somewhat disheveled.

This script seems a little different from the one the bald guy gave us.

Wasn't it because Sieg rejected the strategy, but from then on appreciated him even more, and when similar lucrative positions came up, he would be the first person Sieg considered for Klo? From then on, Klo reached the pinnacle of his life, realized his dream, and became the local tyrant of a certain island?

Why have I ended up working eight hours a day instead of being a regular employee?

"Is Sieg really testing me, trying to develop my abilities? Or is it just another kind of obedience test?"

Kro sighed and continued to work hard to produce methane.

He could only try to think of things in a positive light.

............

"I'm so envious of Chloe..."

After leaving the power room, BABY-5, who had been following Sig, suddenly whispered something.

Kro was stunned for a moment, and Sig also stopped in his tracks.

"Why?" Sig looked at the girl who had been following him around with a sense of weariness.

Since that day, BABY-5 has stayed by Sig's side, almost never leaving his side.

"Because... every single day, Mr. Sig needs to spend a full eight hours with him..."

BABY-5's eyes showed envy.

Sig didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just patted BABY-5's head.

Chapter 201 The Battle of Public Opinion

Outside the engine room, Sieg's gaze was somewhat complicated.

It seems that BABY-5's personality cannot be cured so easily.

“BABY...”

Sieg had just shouted it out when he realized something was off.

By the way, the name BABY-5, which is typical for a weapon model, is really not suitable for a young girl like her.

If you really want to heal her, perhaps you can start by changing her name.

Sig thought for a moment, and was about to speak when he saw BABY-5 lower her head, poking her fingers together, her cheeks already flushed red.

"Mr. Sig, isn't it a bit too fast to just call me BABY..."

Sig: .....

Sieg suddenly felt a headache coming on. He coughed lightly and said seriously:

"BABY-5, this weapon model name doesn't suit you. What was your real name before you joined the Don Quixote family?"

Upon hearing this, BABY-5 immediately raised her head, the blush on her face faded, and her expression gradually disappeared.

No, it hasn't completely disappeared; her pupils seem to be trembling slightly.