I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

There was a hint of heaviness in his smile.

After his men crammed on navigational knowledge for several days, and with the addition of Stusi, a man with extensive navigational experience, on board, Sieg is now able to navigate independently.

However, if possible, he would like to continue to cling to the Revolutionary Army as his powerful backer.

From the phone call I overheard yesterday, CP0 considers Sig a major criminal with close ties to the Revolutionary Army and is planning to play the long game to catch a bigger fish.

"Dragon, let alone me joining the Revolutionary Army, it would be very dangerous for your Revolutionary Army's fleet to continue sailing with me."

Sieg took another sip of wine, hinting.

He couldn't openly discuss Stussy's matter, as it would easily expose him, so this was the only way he could do it.

If they don't separate, it will be dangerous for both the Revolutionary Army and Sigurd himself; the CP0 or the Navy will probably arrive sooner.

"Mr. Sig, is what you're about to do more dangerous than what our revolutionary army is about to do?"

Long laughed freely, and just as he finished speaking, a thought stirred in his heart.

"Mr. Sieg's words seem to have a deeper meaning. Is he implying that his goals are more ambitious than ours?"

He recalled his earlier guess about Sieg's target.

A world turned upside down! The five great seas merged! Ushering in the era of the Great Mountain Bandits!

If that's the goal, it's actually more ambitious than the Revolutionary Army's goal of overthrowing the World Government.

"What I need to do? Right, what was I planning to do again?"

Sieg took a swig of wine, looking somewhat bewildered.

"They want to take over the Holy Land, Mary Geoise!" a voice came from the side.

“Yes, occupy the holy land…” Sig said, then realized something was wrong and stared at the bald man who had suddenly appeared beside him.

"Get out of the way."

This reaction, however, made Long and the others secretly shake their heads.

I'm still pretending in front of them.

Among their large group of cadres, who didn't know that Sieg had a grand plan to ambush the general?

"Regarding the ambush of the Admiral that we mentioned earlier, if Mr. Sig has any plans, our Revolutionary Army will provide intelligence support. We look forward to cooperating with Mr. Sig again in the future."

Long said solemnly.

Sig: "......."

He just felt a headache coming on. The fact that the golden thigh was about to run away, leaving him alone to deal with Stussy, was already enough to make Sieg anxious.

And then they even mentioned ambushing a naval admiral...

Throughout the farewell banquet, Sieg kept hesitating, wondering whether he should talk to the revolutionaries about Stusi.

Amidst the joyous atmosphere of the banquet, Sieg, despite being the protagonist of this farewell party, seemed somewhat out of place, repeatedly drinking alone.

This scene surprised Long and the others.

In their previous impression, Sig was always the same calm and collected person. Neither the Celestial Dragons, CP0, nor the Marine hero Garp could make him change his expression.

But now, after a few short days in Frostmoon Village, Sig had a vague feeling of being preoccupied.

What happened in Shimotsuki Village?

"Could it be his secret meeting with Koushirou?"

Some revolutionary army cadres began to speculate.

However, some people had ulterior motives.

"Mr. Sieg, he's drunk after drinking so much, doesn't he seem a bit tipsy?"

"This is our last chance. We should seize this opportunity, and then..."

At another table nearby, a revolutionary cadre had an idea. He glanced at Sieg, who was hiccuping from drinking, and lowered his voice.

Upon hearing this, the other cadres all wore somewhat strange expressions.

"You actually have such thoughts about Mr. Sieg?"

"Was it really necessary to do this? It feels a bit vulgar..."

"It's more than just a little..." the others whispered among themselves.

"I admit it was a bit underhanded, but it was for the revolutionary army!"

The revolutionary cadre who made the suggestion spoke with righteous indignation.

"What? This is also for the Revolutionary Army?"

"You're such a good actor, aren't you?"

The others frowned, their gazes towards the official carrying a hint of disdain.

"Of course it's for the Revolutionary Army! This involves the secrets of Mr. Sig's great power, which he would not normally be willing to reveal."

The official said solemnly.

"What? This is also related to Mr. Sig's powerful secrets?"

The other revolutionary army cadres were somewhat bewildered.

Upon seeing the cadre who made the suggestion, they smiled, stood up, walked to Sieg's table, and began to offer toasts.

After a few polite words, the official smiled casually and said:

"Mr. Sig, what is the secret to your great strength?"

After hearing what the official who was offering the toast said, the others suddenly realized and felt a great sense of relief.

"So he was just trying to get information out of Mr. Sig, wanting to know the secret behind his power..."

Will Mr. Sieg answer? Perhaps that remains a secret.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the official's question, and they all turned to look at him.

Sieg just smiled without saying a word, gently tapping his temple with his finger, and did not answer.

"What...what does this mean?"

"The path to strength is difficult to explain in words; one must contemplate it with one's heart."

Everyone fell into deep thought.

The official who had offered the toast looked completely bewildered. He stood there for a moment, pondering, and then asked again, somewhat unwillingly:

"Mr. Sieg, I'm a bit slow, could you please explain again?"

"For example, how did you train to become stronger?"

"That's enough." Long, standing beside him, frowned slightly and waved his hand.

This kind of question is already a secret to some powerful individuals, and it might anger Sieg.

"It's alright, I won't mind telling you my exercise methods."

Sieg let out a burp and said with a smile:

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run every day..."

"That's it?" Not only the cadres who were offering the toast, but also Long and the others were stunned.

"Don't underestimate this training method. I've already had all our team members train using this method."

Sieg said with a smile:

"This exercise method actually has another special name."

"The ultimate training method."

Chapter 90 The Mountain Bandit King Sig's Inspiring Speech

"An... ultimate training method?"

"Does this training method hold some kind of secret? Can it make someone an unparalleled powerhouse?"

For a moment, the official offering the toast blushed with excitement.

Not only him, but a large group of revolutionaries listening from a distance all had their expressions change, and some even took out their notebooks to take notes.

"This can indeed give people the hope of becoming a bald powerhouse... oh, I mean, an absolute powerhouse."

Sieg gradually became drunk, and his speech became somewhat slurred.

"You must not underestimate it. It is a training method that can help people break through the limits of the human body."

"I have a friend who achieved puberty at a young age through this training method..."

Sieg took another gulp of wine halfway through his sentence.

"Breaking the limits of the human body?"

These words completely excited everyone.

With a strong figure like Sieg endorsing it, this is undoubtedly a powerful training method.

But at the same time, a doubt also arose in their minds.

"Where are the limits of the human body? What kind of strong person can be considered to have broken through the limits of the human body?"

Someone raised this question.

Amid the heated discussion among the revolutionary soldiers, someone chuckled and said something.

"You guys are really too young."

The one who said this was a bald man who appeared out of nowhere.

The bald man's face was flushed as he spoke, and he had just tucked a small notebook into his pocket.

One of his favorite things to do is to help lost children learn about science.

Before him now stood dozens, even hundreds, of lost sheep.

If the popular science education can be completed, it may even have an impact on the entire refugee fleet.