I collect everything in the One Piece world.

He wore a pair of large sunglasses, which blocked the glaring sunlight but also concealed most of his face.

He was dressed in a simple linen shirt and trousers, with a small bag at his feet, looking like an ordinary traveler.

Two days had passed since he secretly boarded the ship and left during the chaos in Chambord.

He will then make several transit stops, heading in the opposite direction of the Grand Line towards the East China Sea.

He planned to spend a month repeatedly changing ships to go to the East China Sea to find that excellent navigator and invite her to go to sea.

There was no way around it; after coming into this world, his dream was to travel around, go on adventures, and collect collectibles.

But the prerequisite for realizing this dream is that he needs a ship and some reliable crew members to sail with him.

Otherwise, how could he possibly sail the ship by himself? Not to mention that during this time, he had fully experienced how dangerous the seas of the One Piece world are.

Unexpected storms and unpredictable weather, constantly needing to adjust course, naval charts that are enough to give you a headache, ferocious sea kings...

Therefore, without a reliable navigator as a guide and the cornerstone of the team, going to sea alone is simply courting death.

Therefore, although it was a bit of a hassle to travel from the Grand Line to the East China Sea, Mosen still felt it was very necessary.

After all, a genius navigator is rarer than any Devil Fruit, so why not recruit such a talent quickly?

Just as he closed his eyes to rest and plan his actions for the rest of the journey, a commotion arose on the deck.

Several newspaper-delivering seagulls flapped their wings, precisely tossing copies of the latest World Economic News to passengers who needed them.

This is the most popular source of news during a tedious sea voyage.

Several passengers sitting not far away eagerly took the newspapers and spread them out on the table to read.

At first, they were just browsing casually, but soon, several incredulous exclamations broke the afternoon's tranquility.

"My God! How many zeros are there after this?!"

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands...ten thousand, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions...hundred million?! Ten billion Berries?!"

"One billion?! A bounty of one billion Berries?! What did this guy do? Did he blow up Marine Headquarters?!"

"Wait...the news says...he blew up the human auction house in the Sabaody Archipelago!"

"He...he even killed a Celestial Dragon?! What?!"

"Really?! He blew up the auction house and the Celestial Dragons together?!"

"Black Cat Sheriff... is that his name? That guy is a madman! An absolute madman!"

As more people got their hands on the newspapers, gasps of surprise quickly spread across the deck, followed by even stronger shock and continuous discussion.

A bounty of one billion Berries! Kill a Celestial Dragon! Destroy a human auction house!

Any one of these pieces of news would be enough to ignite a discussion, let alone the combination of all three!

Hearing the exclamations of those around him, Mo Sen's eyebrows twitched slightly.

He hadn't heard anything for the past two days and was thinking that the world government must have already suppressed this shocking scandal, but it turned out that it was only two days late.

It seems that the news king Morgans is even bolder than he imagined, or rather, the value of the news outweighs any concern for the Celestial Dragons' "dignity".

After flying for a while, the bullet finally arrived in front of everyone.

Just then, a seagull fluttered down onto the railing next to Mosen, tilted its head, and looked at him with its big, beady eyes, as if asking, "Will you buy it or not?"

Although the surrounding chatter had already spoiled most of the newspaper's contents, Mosen still took a coin out of his pocket and handed it over.

The paper gull deftly snatched the coin, tossed a still-ink-smelling newspaper onto his lap, and then flapped its wings and flew away to find its next customer.

Mosen sat up straight and picked up the newspaper. As soon as he unfolded it, a well-printed wanted poster with a striking red border slid out and landed on his lap.

The photo on the wanted poster appears to have been taken from a distance and in poor lighting, making it somewhat blurry, but it is enough to make out the distinctive cow-and-cat mask and the outline of the black cloak he is wearing, which is his disguise as "Black Cat Sheriff".

Below the photo is bold black text:

Bounty

Codename: Black Cat Sheriff

Status: Life or death is irrelevant

Crimes: Attacking world nobility, sabotaging important facilities, mass murder, seriously endangering world security

Bounty: 1,000,000,000 Berries

A full billion Berries—that number is enough to drive countless pirates and bounty hunters mad.

Next to the wanted poster, occupying half a page of the newspaper, was a news photograph taken from a distance.

That was Mangrove Area One in the Sabaody Archipelago. The human auction house had disappeared, replaced by a huge orange-red fireball.

Thick smoke rose like a mushroom cloud, turning the sky a fiery red.

The impact of the photographs is more powerful than any written description, even shocking Mosen, the originator of the work.

"Wow~ This newspaper's reporter is really skilled. The angle and composition are amazing. I must exchange ideas with them sometime."

As he spoke, Mo Sen picked up the wanted poster, his fingertips gently tracing its edge, and murmured:

"Tsk... 1 billion Berries. The World Government is really generous. Even I'm a little tempted."

"I wonder if it would be worthwhile to just find someone to impersonate and collect the bounty."

As his thoughts wandered, Mo Sen folded the wanted poster and set it aside. His eyes swept over the news article, which detailed the "Black Cat Sheriff's" "atrocities" in Chambord.

Of course, no specific details were provided, but the author still focused on the imagination and exaggerated the heinous acts of Mosen in brutally murdering "innocent people" and the madness of detonating the "Occupational Security Center," which is essentially a human auction house.

The text portrays him as an extremely dangerous antisocial and anti-world figure, filled with the world government's anger and determination to kill him.

It seems this is the consensus reached between the newspaper and the world government. Nevertheless, the World Economic News is still very bold, daring to take such a risk.

“Morgons…this big bird is really bold. It’s quite an achievement that it hasn’t been roasted yet.”

Mosen knew very well that the bounty and the release of the news reports meant that the identity of "Black Cat Sheriff" had officially become one of the world government's number one targets.

If this person dares to show his identity in the future, he will soon be dealt with by a Navy admiral or even an agent of the World Government.

However, Mo Sen was not worried about this, as he had created this identity on a whim.

Moreover, what does it have to do with Mo Sen that "Black Cat Sheriff" is wanted? He's just an adventurer and collector.

There may still be some troubles, but that has never been a reason for him to stop taking risks and collecting.

He casually stuffed the newspaper and the wanted poster deep into his bag, lay back down on the beach chair, and gazed at the boundless blue sea behind his sunglasses.

The "Ghost," with a billion-dollar bounty, has been born, and its name will soon spread throughout the seas.

Meanwhile, the "ghost" itself was like an ordinary traveler, leisurely basking in the sun and planning its journey ahead.

Chapter 26, Water Seven and the Four Emperors' Power Structure

After more than a week of sailing, as the passenger ship gradually approached the waters where Water Seven is located, the weather at sea finally became relatively stable.

The sea was vast and the sun shone brightly. In the distance, the outline of a magnificent city, surrounded by huge fountains and crisscrossing waterways, became increasingly clear against the azure sea and sky.

Mosen leaned against the ship's railing, his gaze behind his sunglasses first falling on the unique city, then quickly drawn to the moving steel skyline on the sea.

"Whoosh!!!"

The deep sound of a steam horn grew louder as it approached, accompanied by a series of rhythmic roars.

A bizarrely shaped behemoth, resembling a combination of a land train and a ship, roared past the passenger ship at an astonishing speed along solid tracks laid on the sea, spewing white steam and leaving two long white trails in its wake.

This is the miraculous creation that connects Water Seven with the surrounding islands, and it is also the Sea Train, the last work of the fishman Tom.

"It's still incredible no matter how many times I see it," Mosen murmured in admiration.

Making such a heavy steel train run steadily on the sea is simply an impossible task, but the fishman Tom has created a miracle.

Unfortunately, according to what he overheard while chatting with other travelers these past few days, the fishman Tom had already been executed by the World Government several years ago.

However, his apprentice is still alive and was recently elected mayor of Water City.

Watching the train recede into the distance, Mosen felt a surge of curiosity: did they sell models of trains sailing on the sea? His collector's spirit was already burning brightly.

As Mosen admired the sea train, the passengers on deck were also discussing the latest news.

The heated discussion about the "billion-dollar reward" has not yet completely subsided, and today's new newspaper brings another bombshell.

"Look! The headline reads! Shanks has become the fourth Emperor of the Sea!"

"Really? That red-haired guy? He's become one of the Four Emperors? This is going to change the landscape of the New World again!"

"I heard he met with Whitebeard a few days ago, I wonder what they talked about..."

"Whatever they talk about, they're all big shots we can't afford to offend."

"Speaking of which, there are now four Sea Emperors, tsk tsk..."

Mo Sen only heard about these news reports briefly and didn't pay much attention to them.

His mind is now more focused on the city in front of him, which is famous for shipbuilding, and on his future plans.

"Now that we've arrived in Water Seven, perhaps we can inquire about shipbuilding beforehand," Morsen pondered, leaning against the ship's railing.

After all, sailing at sea requires not only a reliable navigator, but also a top-notch ship that can brave the winds and waves.

The shipbuilding technology of Water Seven is world-class. If we can order ships here in advance, they can be received when he returns to the Grand Line from the East Blue, saving a lot of time.

His ideal ship doesn't need to be as multifunctional as Luffy's future Thousand Sunny, but it must be sturdy and have good maneuverability, able to adapt to the ever-changing climate and complex sea conditions of the Grand Line.

Ideally, some cabin space should be reserved in advance to facilitate future modifications and upgrades based on the needs of partners.

For example, he needs a spacious enough showroom to display his collection.

In this way, he can display his everyday collections and study and play with them from time to time.

"I wonder if the shipyards here accept custom orders, what the prices are like, and how long the production time will be..." Mo Sen pondered another very practical question in his mind.

Including the "illegal gains" he had confiscated in the Sabaody Archipelago during that period, he now has approximately 40 million in funds.

This amount of money sounds like a lot, but it's probably far from enough to customize a top-of-the-line ship.

As my thoughts wandered, the passenger ship slowly entered the bustling port of the Seven Waters City.

Mosen picked up his simple luggage and followed the flow of people down the gangway.

The air was filled with a mixture of smells of seawater, wood, paint, and food, giving Mosen a completely different feel from the Sabaody Archipelago.