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

"Damn it!! This guy!" A low growl, barely containing his anger, came from inside the office.

Then, Zhan Guo slammed the newly delivered special edition of the World Economic Herald onto his large desk, the force of which made the teacup on the desk jump.

Although his tone was angry, his face clearly wore an almost radiant smile, his mouth stretching almost to his ears.

Yes, he's a marshal who's two-faced.

"I just wanted him to go and warn Shanks!"

What is he doing? Huh?! "Sengoku pointed to the shocking picture of Gern on the front page of the newspaper.

"Is he trying to start a full-scale war between the Navy and the Four Emperors?!"

Furthermore, why didn't they inform headquarters beforehand about such a large-scale operation?! Doesn't he know that headquarters is currently…”

At this point, his tone suddenly became extremely distressed, and he slammed his fist on the table: "Don't you know that we have a 'deadbeat' in our headquarters who does nothing all day long?!"

What a great opportunity! If we had made arrangements beforehand, maybe we could...may have even managed to capture one of the Four Emperors!! Oh dear!!!

The thought of this caused Sengoku a pang of pain in his heart, as if he had missed out on hundreds of billions of Berries. He scratched his afro in frustration.

Meanwhile, to the side, the person in question, "Kizaru" Borsalino, draped in a naval justice coat, was...

He was lounging leisurely on the sofa, legs crossed, with a patrol report between his fingers that simply read "No incident this week".

But at this moment, he was also attracted by the commotion in the Warring States period. He slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at the sensational headline of the newspaper on the table.

"Hmm..." Kizaru pouted, his tone lazy and teasing: "This is really something..."

He single-handedly ventured into the heart of the Four Emperors' territory and even...

Tsk tsk, they're all like monsters, so scary~

"You're afraid of your mother, my foot!"

Zhan Guo suddenly turned his head, his anger seemingly finding a more direct outlet.

Staring at this slacker who's been doing nothing but catching a few small-time pirates whose bounties haven't even reached 100 million lately.

"Borsalino! Look at Gern! In terms of seniority, he's your junior!"

Look at the 'example' he's set! And what about you? Can't you have a little ambition and show some respect too?

After saying this, Sengoku placed his hands on the table and leaned forward.

"If all else fails... why don't you try soloing Big Mom for me? And let headquarters benefit too?"

Upon hearing this, Kizaru's previously languid expression instantly froze, and he pointed incredulously at himself.

"Me? Soloing Big Mom?"

"Yes."

"No, Fleet Admiral..." Kizaru's expression changed, a mixture of absurdity and a hint of "Are you alright?"

"You mean... Charlotte Linlin? The invulnerable 'steel balloon'?"

"Otherwise what? You haven't had a single proper mission in the past six months, but you've been the most enthusiastic about reporting missions at G-10, the scientific cooperation mission on Egghead Island, and the Celestial Dragons' escort mission!"

Do you feel embarrassed? Borsalino.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Kizaru shook his head vigorously, raising his hands.

"That kind of place is too dangerous. My old bones can't take her torment... It's terrifying. Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine."

Let the 'youngsters' like Gern show off their skills. As for me, I'll just be good at maintaining the 'peace' of headquarters~"

Seeing Kizaru's completely resigned attitude, Sengoku was so angry he almost choked. His hand trembled as he pointed at him, and in the end, he could only let out a long, helpless, and angry sigh.

"You two... one is so reckless that it's a headache, and the other is so lazy and undisciplined that it's despair-inducing!"

The general of headquarters... sigh!

"Oh, by the way, when is Sakazuki coming back?"

"Him? Hmm... He's probably going to pass through G-10."

"He's going to G-10?" Sengoku frowned. "Another troublesome matter!"

Ever since Gern was transferred to the New World as G-10 and demanded Barrett, Akainu has barely spoken to him.

"Sigh, those two were so close back when Marshal Kong was in charge..."

Chapter 401 We can't let him be the marshal

Meanwhile, in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, deep within the Hall of Power of Pangaea.

A heavy silence enveloped the magnificent room, broken only by the soft crackling of the flames leaping in the fireplace.

Five figures, the Five Elders, the highest-ranking officials in the World Government, who regularly meet, are once again seated together.

Meanwhile, on the table in front of them, the same special edition of the World Economic Herald was also spread out.

The news of Gern's defeat of Shanks not only shocked the seas but also sent a chill down the spines of the world's most powerful figures.

After a long silence, Izabaron V. Nasujuro, holding the first generation Kitetsu, spoke first, his voice deep.

“Gern… his power is stronger and more dangerous than we anticipated.”

Unexpectedly, the sword of the man who died in God Valley back then has actually experienced a second spring! King-level! He actually reached that level.

"Hmph!" Shepard X. Pitt Saint, with his blond hair and short beard, snorted coldly, his fingertips tapping heavily on the newspaper photo of Guern.

“Ever since the ‘Holy Land Incident’ back then, he and Sengoku seem to have reached some kind of dirty tacit agreement!” Pit’s voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

"Over the years, with their cooperation, the naval power we originally held has been gradually eroded and completely divided up by them!"

“There’s nothing to regret about what’s already lost…” Topman Vochuli, who had a birthmark on his forehead, then spoke up.

"What's important now is the 'one body, two systems' proposal from the Naval Supreme Command Conference back then..."

During the Warring States period, Gern controlled the first half of the war, while Gern took control of the new world.

While the division of labor appears clear, it has in reality fragmented the navy, removing it from our direct control.

"So now, even mobilizing a single warship requires layers of approval, and we have to be mindful of their opinions!"

"Otherwise what?!" Jaigolusia Satan tapped his cane, his voice filled with anger.

"In the past, a single order from CP0 would have been enough to set sail from any base! Now? Hmph!"

"In short, this can't go on any longer." Finally, the long-bearded Marcus Mazsan concluded slowly.

"This is not just a matter of power being divided, but a dangerous sign."

He glanced at the other four, lowering his voice even further, his tone stern.

"The period of rule during the Warring States period was ultimately limited, and sooner or later someone would need to take over his position as marshal."

"If... if that arrogant guy, Gern, were to become the next Fleet Admiral without any problem..."

He paused for a moment, letting the terrible assumption settle in everyone's mind.

"Then the current 'one body, two systems' system, which is barely being maintained, will completely collapse!"

The entire navy, from the first half of the Grand Line to the New World, all its power will fall completely and utterly into the hands of Gern!

After he finished speaking, the air in the room fell into a frozen silence.

The 'natural disasters' of the New World, coupled with the massive base of Vice Admirals and the three Admirals of the Marine Headquarters...

If this power were truly inherited by Gern, coupled with the waning influence of the World Government...

This situation made the five of them dare not think any further!

Damn, they're even attacking the Holy Land now? If they inherit it, will they try to dethrone Im?

"In short, what will Gern, with such immense military power and no respect for the World Government, do at that time?"

"He lacked due respect for the Celestial Dragons and outwardly complied with many of the World Government's policies while inwardly opposing them."

If he were to unite the entire Navy's forces, coupled with the terrifying power he has now displayed that is enough to suppress the Four Emperors...

Where will the authority of the world government be placed?

Where will we be placed then?

“We must stop him,” Nasujiro Sei said decisively.

"We must find a way to check him before he fully integrates the navy, or... a more 'suitable' candidate for marshal."

“That’s right. We can’t let him and the G-10 faction he leads continue to expand.” Sacred Vochuli made the final decision.

In an instant, this consensus was reached silently among the five people, but a deeper shadow immediately loomed over their hearts.

At the same moment, the Five Elders also subconsciously turned their gazes towards the deeper reaches of the Hall of Power, a place that even they held in awe...

"Among the flowers".

For a fleeting moment, they almost wanted to report this huge "destabilizing factor" of Gern to that "big shot."

Pray for guidance, or... seek the power of the supreme being to erase it.

But the thought was extinguished by a bone-chilling cold.

Holding the first generation Kitetsu, Nasujuro Sei seemed to be recalling something, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Stop looking... Have you forgotten the 'adult's' admonition?"

The other four fell silent.

Yes! The words of that "sir" after God Valley killed Rocks still echo in my ears, cold and devoid of any emotion.

The internal disputes are yours to handle.

If you can't even handle internal affairs... then you don't deserve to stay in your current position.

The implications of this statement are more terrifying than any direct threat.

That means that the incompetent are not fit for high positions, nor are they fit to run this world government.

The consequences of being "unworthy" are far more complex than simply being dismissed.

The five people slowly closed their eyes and took a deep breath.

Everyone understands what I mean.

Reporting Gern's problem would not only fail to solve it, but would also be a declaration of their incompetence to the "adults."

They were unable to subdue one of their naval admirals, even though this admiral was a monster known as "Skyquake."

This is tantamount to courting death.

“It seems…” Sacred Vocuri said in a deep voice, his tone carrying a sense of resignation.

“Gern’s problem can only be solved 'internally' by us.”

They dared not report it.

Because the consequences of reporting are far more direct and terrifying than those of an out-of-control Guern.

That was a real, unbearable destruction and... for them, true death!

The pressure, undeniably the pressure, fell squarely on the shoulders of the five of them.

They must find a way, within their authority, to check or even suppress "Tianzhen".

Otherwise, it might not just be the chessboard of the new world that gets overturned.

Chapter 402 This era belongs to him!

The New World, on the wide deck of the Moby Dick.

The atmosphere was completely different from the usual noisy and boisterous atmosphere...

Edward Newgate, the Whitebeard hailed as "the strongest man in the world"

He was sitting in a specially made, huge chair, with a thin blanket draped over his body for the first time ever.

The broad back that once carried the weight of an entire era now seems to have hunched over slightly.

Several female nurses in pink uniforms stood quietly by his side, while the most conspicuous thing was the IV drip bottle hanging to the side, slowly injecting the medicine into his body.

Beneath this symbol of Whitebeard's continued invincibility lies a starkly different, cruel truth.