One Piece, Starting With A Review Of Devil Fruit

Chapter 333: It’S Not Easy To Be A Marshal

If we are more concerned about who the twelve Marine Admirals are, then the Marine headquarters must bear the brunt, more than the pirate group and the World Government. After all, these powerful people will belong to them in the future.

He was afraid that these lost talents would be recruited in advance by other forces. Then who would Marine cry to? Marshal Sengoku realized this and began to investigate the identity of the characters in the poster. However, the result was obvious, and there was no result at all. .

One day after the trailer was released, the lights at the Marine headquarters in Marineford were not turned off. Almost all the employees working there were working overtime, searching for the names of those people in the vast sea of ​​information.

Marshal Sengoku's eyes were bloodshot. He had not had a good night's sleep for several days, and he had not had any rest from yesterday to tonight. For a dying old man, it was a bit too cruel.

"What are you talking about? I can't find it. Why does Marine support your intelligence department? I can't find even a few words. What's the use of your entire department?"

Marshal Marine was not resting well. When he heard the newly appointed intelligence chief gave an answer that he was particularly dissatisfied with, he immediately sprayed him in the face. He did not pay attention to his own cultivation at all, let alone the dignity of his subordinates.

The Marine intelligence chief was originally a deputy. After his immediate boss was removed, he felt that he was getting better. This intelligence work is really difficult to do. As long as Tianmu releases a new character, they can hardly find any trace on the sea. Even a fool can feel the violation.

This little man is one of the few smart people. He privately questioned the authenticity of the canopy and told Marshal Marine about this idea in a circumstantial way, but he received a reprimand in exchange.

Marshal Sengoku simply believed that his subordinates were doing their job perfunctorily and deliberately found reasons to shirk responsibility. He generally believed everything on the canopy.

After all, Tianmu helped uncover the spy Vergo. If they waited for them to find out, they would not know how long it would take for them to wait. After eating this sweet date, they would suffer from path dependence. They would choose to eat whatever Tianmu fed them.

Marshal Marine has already sensed the problems with the Marine branch. The farther away the Marine branch is from the Marine headquarters, the faster the Marine system's bureaucrats become corrupted. Not only do they collude with the local powerful and powerful, but they also give pirates the green light to do business from time to time, doing whatever they want. The people under Yurou's rule, most ordinary people lead miserable lives under this high-pressure rule.

If they really can't survive, they will go to sea and choose to make a living as pirates. The number of people who are forced to become pirates is getting bigger and bigger, and the general officer system of the Marine branch is full of fat.

The justice that most people swore when they joined the army was completely forgotten, and the harm to ordinary civilians was even greater than that of pirates. Eventually, some civilians turned pale when talking about Marine. Some people who had been persecuted would rather believe in pirates than in a pirate. As for Marine, there is currently no better way, except to frequently switch defenses on the Marine branch to postpone the corruption problem.

"If you don't have anything else to report, just go down and go back and do your job. Don't give me any excuses. I just want the information about these people on the screen."

Marshal Marine even issued an eviction order. The chief of the intelligence department could only push out the door with a grimace and lowered his head. This man already has the idea of ​​ruining his life. It is better not to remove this subtitle and take more responsibility now. Not to mention facing more censure, such a life is really not what people should live.

In this man's opinion, the intelligence should not be found. No matter how much the Marshal, Party A, demands, the intelligence department can't come up with a colorful piece of black. Facts always speak louder than words, let alone people. transferred by will.

Crane Vice Admiral looked at the dejected man, walking with difficulty like a zombie, moving little by little towards his intelligence department office. The woman felt a little sorry for this subordinate. Sure enough, those who engage in intelligence are not human beings. She, The chief of staff also wanted to quit.

The woman pushed the door open and entered without knocking. She saw that Marshal Marine's office was quite messy. There were some newspapers and scraps of written papers on the floor. Marshal Sengoku was scratching his head to relieve a man's irritable mood. .

"Since there are some things that you can't figure out, don't think about them. You are only making things difficult for yourself. Look, you have gray hair now."

An attentive friend discovered that Sengoku had dozens of white hairs on his head. Ms. He had not seen her before this time yesterday. She did not expect that he would have so many white hairs after one night. The sky was filled with things from the future. Could it be Can't you just take it slow?

Marshal Sengoku signaled He to close the door. There were some topics that he didn't want outsiders to know about. As for his good friend Garp, he was more lazy to talk to him, because smart people only want to talk to smart people.

The man leaned back on the chair tiredly and fixed his gaze on the ceiling. Sengoku began to speak to his friend what was in his heart: "Xiaohe, I'll tell you the truth, Marine's burden is almost overwhelming me. For this violent organization, "Control, I have never been so confused. The emergence of the sky has brought too many variables, and people really have to accept old age."

Marshal Sengoku showed a helpless smile. Even if he shared that feeling of physical and mental exhaustion with his friends, the negative impact on himself would not be weakened at all. He had to suffer too much and suffer too much.

Crane Vice Admiral heard the overtones in his friend's words. Sengoku is actually old? Does this old guy want to abdicate in favor of someone more talented? This is no joke!

If he retires at this time, we don’t know what kind of impact it will have on the existing Marine system. If there are no old guys to support us in this troubled time, the Mesozoic Marines still don’t know what to do, and they are afraid of the family wealth they have finally saved. , was beaten out by some radicals in the military.

Even a miserable victory is better than losing, but if Marine really loses, the world may enter the dark age early, which is not what Buggy the Clown wants.

"Sengoku can protect ourselves at the current size of Marine. Don't worry too much about the future. You should think about your health and go back to the dormitory to get some sleep."

Why sleep? Sengoku's mind is now filled with the shadows of the twelve Marine Admirals. Even if he closes his eyes, he is still the image of these people. If he doesn't find out the identities of these people, he would rather never sleep.

Due to the release of the sky curtain, the future will definitely change. Even though Arturia has explained the timeline problem, Marshal Sengoku is afraid of embarking on a more pessimistic future, and the man's confusion about the future has reached its peak.

If Blackbeard still hands Fire Fist Ace to Marine, then Marshal Sengoku will also have to consider whether he should be publicly executed. A head-on battle is no joke, and the result given by the sky curtain is too tragic.

The thinking of the first Marine has become more and more conservative. Even an illiterate person can understand the principle of doing more and making fewer mistakes.