The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

"Ah Long, you need to explain this to me properly!"

Ah Long's expression immediately became complicated.

He was very unhappy to be praised to his face, but the other person's words also carried a hint of praise, which left him unsure how to react.

"And you two better behave yourselves. Don't forget the scene from a few months ago when you were defeated by that samurai from Roger's pirate crew!"

Jinbe keenly sensed the subtle tension and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what do you mean...?"

Tiger was silent for a moment, his gaze falling on Gern's back, and he said softly, "That man... his strength is second only to Roger who visited last time."

"That Kozuki Oden, whom you two thought was invincible, was once completely defeated by him in a one-on-one confrontation!"

"What?!" Jinbe and Arlong stared wide-eyed at the same time, looking at Guern in disbelief.

Roger's name resounded throughout Fishman Island. The Pirate King who once visited the island left a deep impression on all the Fishman warriors with his strength.

And now, needless to say, Kozuki Oden, who joined Roger's crew from the Whitebeard Pirates...

As soon as Roger's pirate crew landed on Fishman Island, Oden, in a moment of madness, utterly thrashed everyone in Fishman Town.

Later, it was Luo Jie who stepped in to stop them, and only after he apologized to Kozuki Oden and Neptune did they finally leave.

Now, Tiger actually says this young navy man is second only to Roger? And he even defeated that insanely strong, single-minded samurai!?

Tiger looked at his two shocked younger brothers and continued, "And, he came this time... to see your sister, Ah Long."

The air solidified instantly.

"Looking for Shirley?" Ah Long's face darkened visibly, his jaw snapping open and closing violently.

“Shirley? That mermaid?” His voice was filled with obvious disgust. “She has nothing to do with me!”

“Ah Long!” Tiger emphasized, “She is still your blood relative.”

"Half-siblings, that's all!" Ah Long suddenly waved his hand, his sharp fingernails leaving several white marks in the seawater.

"She's a mermaid, I'm a fish-man, we're not on the same path at all!"

Gern watched Aaron's excited reaction thoughtfully.

It seems that at this point, Arlong's hatred for humans has begun to emerge, and he is even more repulsed by his sister who has mermaid blood.

“Lead the way, Tiger.” Gern ignored Aaron’s outburst and said calmly.

“I am very interested in that ‘prophet’.”

Tiger nodded and continued walking forward.

“Ah Long, Shirley was abandoned by your father just like you, but compared to you, who was all alone at the time.”

"At least she still has you as her brother now!" Jinbe looked at Arlong with concern.

"Mind your own business." Ah Long stood there, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but he eventually followed after them.

The alleyways of Fishman Street are getting narrower and narrower, and the surrounding buildings are becoming more and more dilapidated.

Finally, Tiger stopped in front of an inconspicuous little house.

Unlike other houses, this little house has wind chimes made of various seashells hanging on its door, which sway gently with the water and make a crisp, tinkling sound.

Tiger stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door slowly opened.

A small figure wearing a purple cloak appeared at the doorway.

"Mr. Tiger?"

A crisp sound rang out, and a little blue shark mermaid girl with short, purplish-black hair poked her head out. Her eyes were large and bright, but they held a calmness beyond her years.

Gern narrowed his eyes slightly.

Shirley, the fortune teller who will one day accurately predict Whitebeard's death and the destruction of Fishman Island, is still a naive child.

"Shirley, it's been a long time!" Tiger's voice softened slightly. "And this is..."

Before Tiger could finish speaking, Shirley, holding her crystal ball, turned her gaze to Gern.

She showed neither panic nor hostility, but simply gazed at him calmly, as if she had long anticipated this moment.

"You really came! Rear Admiral of the Naval Headquarters..."

“Gern Reginald Sigmar”.

Hearing Shirley call his name, Gern's lips curled into a slight smile: "Hello, Shirley. Your divination skills are quite impressive!"

Shirley was silent for a moment, then nodded gently: "Sometimes I see certain images."

"Could you please do a divination for me?" Gern asked, squatting down gently.

Looking at Gern, Shirley hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. "No problem."

Looking at Gern following behind his sister, Arlong gritted his teeth and growled, "I told her to stop playing tricks! Now she's attracted the navy."

Tiger grabbed his shoulder and said, "Aron, calm down."

"But boss!" Ah Long struggled unwillingly.

"Why let the navy contact her? Who knows what they're plotting!"

"You still say you don't care about her?" Tiger chuckled, patting Aaron's head. "You pretend to dislike her, but do you think I don't know what you've been doing behind her back?"

"Hmph! Who in the entire Fishman Street dares to touch my sister?!"

……

Meanwhile, Shirley had already placed the sparkling crystal ball on the red mat.

She sat in front of the crystal ball, took a deep breath, and gently pressed her small palms against the surface of the ball.

"So..." her voice was as soft as sea foam, "what do you want to know?"

Gern sat opposite her, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"I want to know... what you can see."

Chapter 152 My Future

"Can I see it?"

Xia Li was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes. The crystal ball emitted a faint blue glow, which reflected on her young face.

A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes and her pupils gradually dilated, as if she were seeing something that ordinary people could not understand.

Inside the crystal ball, the images kept changing...

The earth cracked, tsunamis raged, storms raged, and everything that was old was ruthlessly destroyed, but a new order was being established on the ruins.

"Only by completely smashing the rusted giant anchor can the new ship set sail."

Shirley's voice suddenly became ethereal, a stark contrast to her youthful appearance.

"You will... rule the world."

For a moment, there was silence.

"King's Landing?" Libo tilted her head, her rabbit ears twitching slightly. "Is Gern going to be king?"

Tesoro smiled slightly, exhaled, and thought to himself, "He doesn't even put the Celestial Dragons in his eyes. I knew it."

Tiger remained silent, but his gaze was fixed on Gern, as if trying to see through the man's true heart.

In particular, as he recalled his conversation with Hai Zhisen yesterday, a storm raged within him.

This man's ambition was far greater than he had imagined.

“But you are not alone,” Shirley continued, her voice trembling even more. “I saw many people behind me… even those who claimed to be ‘gods’!”

Her words came to an abrupt halt as she suddenly began to gasp for breath, her small body trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat soaking her purple cloak.

"Hey! Shirley!" Seeing his sister suddenly collapse, Ah Long rushed forward.

He scooped her up in his arms, glaring at Gern, "Foolish human! What did you do to her?!"

Gern did not answer, but simply stared at Shirley, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, Lippo stepped forward and gently placed her hand on Shirley's forehead: "Relax, take a deep breath."

As the healing fruit's power activated, a green light appeared, and Shirley's breathing gradually calmed down, but the fear in her eyes still lingered.

She clutched Ah Long's clothes tightly, buried her face in her brother's arms, who hated her, and dared not look at Guern again.

"What did she see?" Tiger asked in a deep voice.

“The future,” Gern said calmly, “a possible future.”

"Playing tricks!" Ah Long sneered. "Xia Li has been like this since she was little, always saying strange things."

Although he said that, he tightened his grip on his sister's arms.

“Ah Long…” Shirley weakly raised her head, “I’m alright. It’s just… that scene was too terrifying…”

Gern stood up and glanced at everyone: "That's enough for today. Tiger, we should go back."

Tiger gave Gern a deep look and nodded.

.......

Leaving Fishman Street, sunlight streamed through the sea, casting a hazy glow on the dilapidated streets.

Libo skipped along beside Gren, occasionally stealing glances at his profile.

"Gern," she couldn't help but ask, still curious, "Do you really want to be king?"

"Haha." Gern chuckled and ruffled her hair. "Do you think I'm fit to be king?"

“Hmm…” Lipo thought about it seriously for a moment,

"If Gern were king, he would make sure everyone could eat carrot cake!"

“Libo, if that’s the case,” Tesoro couldn’t help but laugh, “then I’ll have to prepare a golden cake mold in advance.”

Tiger walked at the back, listening to the lighthearted conversation ahead, but his heart was heavy.

Shirley's prophecy intertwined with Guern's words from yesterday in his mind, forming a disturbing picture.

Back at the Dragon Palace, Neptune and Princess Otohime were already waiting for them.

Seeing everyone return, Otohime immediately stepped forward: "How was it? Shirley's prophecy..."

“She’s fine, just a little tired,” Tiger interrupted in a low voice. “Your Highness, we’ll talk about it later.”

Looking at Tiger, Otohime nodded, then turned to Gern: "Major General Gern, Neptune and I have already discussed the cooperation."

Neptune stepped forward, his expression serious: "We are willing to accept your offer."

Fishman Island will establish a partnership with "You Alone," but on one condition.

"Please speak." Gern nodded slightly.

“You must not interfere in the internal affairs of Fishman Island,” Neptune said in a deep voice. “Furthermore, we need you to provide substantial protection, not just verbal promises.”

“That makes perfect sense.” Gurn’s lips curled into a slight smile. “I will leave behind a special Den Den Mushi when I leave.”

If needed, my subordinates or I will arrive immediately.

"Also, Fishman Island won't tell anyone about this collaboration, which means if you unfortunately die at the hands of a pirate..."

Fishman Island will also pretend this never happened, after all…” Neptune said coldly, recalling the major event from his childhood.

"Even generals can be killed."

“Ah, I understand.” Gern nodded. “In any case, King Neptune, just watch! Today’s choice will be the most rational one you’ve ever made!”

Seeing the two shake hands, Otohime's eyes gleamed with hope, and she thought to herself, "This will be an important step towards peaceful coexistence between Fishman Island and humans!"

That evening, a small banquet was held at Ryugu Palace to celebrate the cooperation between the two parties.

Ribo excitedly savored the various seafood dishes, while Tesoro thoroughly looted the gold from the shipwrecked remains in the Sea Forest of Fishman Island.

As the banquet drew to a close, Guern stood on the terrace, gazing thoughtfully at the distant view of the deep sea.

"Major General Gern," Tiger's voice came from behind, "Can we speak alone?"

Gern didn't turn around: "The prophecy about Shirley?"