Although he said joking words, in fact, Zefa had a wonderful smile on his face.
Looking at Franky's back, Zefa grinned widely.
"But it's good to work hard like this. Young people, if you don't work hard now, what are you waiting for?
Besides, if this kid works harder, my Hailou Stone manipulator will be even more perfect, haha!!!"
Amid laughter, Mr. Zefa led everyone and started today's training.
He himself did not participate, after all, there was a doctor watching him.
And amidst the constant shouts and shouts from the training ground, half a month passed by in a flash.
…
It was noon, after lunch.
Weiwei left the training ground covered in sweat and ate as hard as she could.
Looking at Weiwei's crazy appearance of eating meat, Bai Xing curled his lips in confusion.
"Weiwei~."
she asked doubtfully.
"Why are you working out like this?
You don’t want to play with us anymore~~~?”
"Well……."
Hearing Bai Xing's words, Weiwei swallowed the meat in her mouth and said in a lurid voice.
"Why can't girls exercise? Gion-chan and Hancock-san are also very capable, right?
If we don’t work hard now, we won’t be able to help when we reach the age of Hancock-sama and Gion-sama, right?”
While talking, Weiwei stuffed herself with another piece of meat.
On the side, looking at Weiwei who kept chewing, Bai Xing blinked in confusion.
"Even if we can't help, aren't we still your family members?
If we abandon our family because we are useless, then such an adult would not be a real adult~!"
After the words fell, Bai Xing looked firmly at Gawain in the distance. He was standing on the bow of the ship, pointing at Dalton who came to ask for advice.
While watching, Bai Xing pursed his lips.
"At our age, we just need to be happy. This is what adults have said to me many times.
How about, Weiwei, don’t practice in the afternoon and let’s go skiing together~~~.”
"never!"
Weiwei quickly shook her head.
"Are you a member of my family, or... are you my fiancée?
Unlike you, I'm just a useless kid.
Of course adults will not abandon you, but we are different. If I am still useless when I am in my twenties, I may really be thrown off the boat!
So go skiing yourself, or go find Uta."
"Uta has been busy writing songs and auditioning recently, but she doesn't care about me, ugh~~!"
Bai Xing was really sad to be rejected by Weiwei like this. There were too few children on the boat. After both Uta and Weiwei were looking for things to do, she was left helpless.
As for Weiwei, when she heard Bai Xing's words, she showed a nonchalant expression.
"Look, Uta has his own things to do, and so do I.
So, Bai Xing, you have to find a real hobby for yourself!"
After saying that, Weiwei started to eat the meat by herself, while Bai Xing thought confusedly for a long time.
Should I really find something to do?
Could it be that if you are in your twenties and still only know how to play, will you really be thrown out of the boat?
Inexplicably, Shirahoshi, who didn't know what involution was, seemed to see himself ten years later.
As a grown-up mermaid sister, at that time I had not grown up at all compared to ten years ago...
Immediately afterwards, Lord Gawain viciously threw her from the Black Bird into the water.
I was floating alone in the sea, watching Uta grow into a better singer, and Weiwei, a better warrior, looking at me with regret...
Just like that, Bai Xing rushed towards Gawain with tears in his eyes.
She must ask the adults what she should learn while she is young so that she will not be abandoned by the adults!
…
At the same time, in the Blackbird recording studio, Uta finished singing the song he had composed not long ago.
The heavy snow that never melts on Dongdao brought her a different kind of inspiration and allowed her to find her passion for creation.
Therefore, creators always have to go out. Even if they create behind closed doors, they should at least go out before closing the door.
I have never walked or stopped, I have never passed anyone, and I have never been passed by anyone.
How can we have the inspiration for continuous improvement?
Just when Uta stopped singing, Gordon stood up from the equipment not far away.
His expression looked a little heavy, and he asked Uta thoughtfully.
"Princess, do we really have to stay on this ship forever?"
"why not?"
Uta agreed without looking back.
Listening to Uta's answer, Gordon took a deep breath.
"But, over at Aresia, those people who were summoned into beautiful dreams by your song, princess...
Princess, have you really given up on them all your life?"
"I'm not giving up!!!"
At this moment, Uta's face was suddenly covered with a layer of gloom. She bit her lips and shook her head desperately.
"It's all a dream, it's all a dream!
Just like I have always dreamed, Shanks can reappear in front of me and take me back to their ship!
But the facts are different from those. He is a pirate. Once he walks into this sea, he can never look back and will never stop!
He shattered my dream and also destroyed that country and massacred most of the people on that island!
I don't hate him because I never understand him!
But I don’t want to dream anymore, not anymore!!!”
In the midst of the roar, Uta threw off his earphones.
Looking at the earphones being thrown away, Gordon sighed, then hurriedly rushed nearby to intercept the earphones from the air.
Holding the headphones, Gordon silently came to Uta's side. He lowered his head, not knowing what kind of emotions were brewing in his heart.
After about half a minute of silence, Gordon raised his head again, with an unattractive but extremely sincere smile on his face.
"You are right, princess, you no longer need to dream.
Those dreams you once had of wandering on the sea and fighting against the wind and waves have now become a reality.
But no matter what, Princess Uta.
Musicians, you can't throw away your headphones..."
While speaking, Gordon gently put the headset on Uta's head. Seeing this, Uta's heart shrank severely.
She took a breath with a sob, and then put her hands on the headset involuntarily.
Touching his headset, Uta couldn't help but ask.
"Uncle Gordon, will the people in Music City be sad without me?"
"Probably not..."
Gordon replied with a smile.
"After all, for them, life without you is just like waking up from a dream like you."
After speaking, Gordon looked at Uta with a smile, and Uta nodded her head very seriously.
"Yes, we all just woke up from the dream. Now I have found the person who doesn't need me to dream.
As long as I follow him, I will definitely be able to see the future he created, and also see a life that I may not be able to describe even in my dreams.
He is such a trustworthy person, at least that’s how I feel every minute I stand next to him!”
After saying that, Uta calmed down and picked up his scratch paper.
"Forget about that, Uncle Gordon!"
I saw her speaking with boundless energy.
"I'd better show the new song to the adults. He will definitely like my new song, for sure!!!"
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At the same time, on the bow of the ship, Gawain was giving Dalton soft instructions.
"Aren't you doing a good job these days? Why do you still come to me to talk about your country? You haven't reached the point where you can't do what you want, right? Dalton?"
"Of course not, my lord!"
Dalton said to Gawain seriously.
"Although I am not good at running a country, your men have helped me a lot.
With their help, and at the same time, I still firmly remember the appearance of the old king, so if I just manage, there will be no problem at all.
But after all, I still have some difficulties, sir. I know how to take care of the common people in the kingdom, but I don't know how to give them hope again.
After experiencing the period of Valpo's rule, everyone in the Drum Kingdom is now living extremely cautiously.
They have developed the habit of saving money. They basically don't spend money. They keep everything they earn from work at home.
It’s only been half a month, and the business in the Drum Kingdom shows no sign of improvement, and the tax collection is somewhat insufficient!”
Having said this, Dalton knelt heavily on the ground.
"Sir, there are only less than two months left before the time to hand in the heavenly gold this year!
After handing over the heavenly gold, we still have to attend the World Conference next summer, which will be another huge sum of money!
However, there is currently no money in the palace of the Drum Kingdom.
In addition, in the past, when poverty was so extreme that even food was difficult to eat, people developed the habit of saving, resulting in a lack of sources of commercial tax revenue for the country.
In this case, there is no way we can collect the heavenly gold within two months. If we must collect it, I can only... I can only be like Valpo and increase taxes on the people out of thin air.
I really don't want to do that, but I... there's nothing I can do!
Therefore, please teach me how to overcome the difficulties I am facing!"
Having said this, Dalton burst into tears. He looked at Gawain expectantly with his tear-filled eyes.
And Gawain…….
He tilted his head in thought.
"Is there such a situation? It's really strange. Is it true that Valpo has been expropriating taxes all these years, but there is no money left that can be used for emergencies?
Dalton, are you sure Valpo left you nothing..."
"Ahem!!!"
When Gawain said this, Kalifa behind him quickly coughed twice.
Hearing the cough, Gawain looked at Kalifa in confusion. Kalifa quickly came to Gawain's ear and explained in a very small voice.
"Sir, when Mr. Yixiao and the three of them raided the Cigu Kingdom's palace, Mr. Big Bear destroyed the Cigu Kingdom's palace with one move, and Mr. Xiliu killed every noble and guard in the palace.
After that, Mr. Yixiao simply used his ability to separate the ruins and the treasure, so Valpo’s treasure is on our ship..."
"Well……."
Hearing this, Gawain's brows twitched.
Okay, it turns out that the real owner is here.
However, Gawain would not spit out the meat he had eaten in his mouth, even if it was meat he ate while sleepwalking.
After all, no one in this sea is more in need of money than him...
So he smiled and said to Dalton.
"Dalton, even if Valpo doesn't have any money left, there are still other nobles in the Drum Kingdom, right?
Nowadays, Valpo's era has passed, and those nobles, or those who followed Valpo and did all kinds of evil.
With their wealth, you can definitely..."
"Ahem!!!"
At this moment, Kalifa on the side quickly coughed twice.
Hearing the sound of coughing, Gawain's complexion suddenly darkened.
Could it be...?!!
Just when Gawain was guessing, Kalifa came to Gawain's ear and continued to speak softly.
"Sir, the evil-doing nobles and big businessmen of the Ciggu Kingdom were selected by Mr. Shiliu ten days ago, taken to the execution ground and beheaded.
As for their property, Spandam immediately took people to clean it up and delivered it to our ship.
so……."
"Uh, so we left nothing for Dalton?"
Hearing this, Gawain felt helpless, and he asked Kalifa leisurely.
Hearing this, Kalifa pushed up her glasses angrily.
"Sir, at least when Mr. Shiliu executed the nobles, the common people of the Drum Kingdom were very happy to watch..."
"This is really...ah."
Gawain shook his head helplessly, then he reached out his hand and pulled Dalton up from the ground.
"It's funny, King Dalton, no wonder you've been having such a hard time lately.
I thought it was just because you were not accustomed to the position of king and could not make good use of the legacy of the Valpo government.
As a result, the mastermind behind the scenes turned out to be myself..."
While speaking, Gawain threw a bottle of wine in a funny way. After Dalton caught the drink, he continued with a smile.
"I understand, I won't leave here for about five days. During these five days, I will help you think of a way.
If there is really no other way, then wait for the CP department to come to collect the tax, which is the time to collect the heavenly gold.
Just hand them the flag I left and tell them this is my private territory!
Of course, that is the lowest solution. Letting the market economy operate is the best solution.
Let me think about it."
As he spoke, Gawain began to think. In recent days, he had examined many people's livelihood issues related to the Drum Kingdom.
Recalling the series of data he had seen not long ago, Gawain narrowed his eyes slightly.
On the one hand, the commercial activities within the Drum Kingdom are sluggish, and the common people who have emerged from poverty are unwilling to consume, which means they do not want to be the wronged.
On the other hand, the inner world of the civilians in the Drum Kingdom is extremely empty. People who are accustomed to rules and pain have returned to their old lives and have a stable environment.
It is also difficult for them to regain their ideals and hopes, or to pick up something as simple but extremely distant as happiness.
Faced with this situation, it is really difficult to rely on the Drum Kingdom to survive on its own. This thing will take at least a generation, or an era, to change.
Then when the internal market cannot be relied on, the external market can only be relied on to stimulate the internal market!
So, in the current magnetic drum kingdom, are there any special products that can stimulate external consumption?
Thinking of this, Gawain was really helpless. After all, the Drum Kingdom used to specialize in doctors and superb medical skills, but in the future it will specialize in Valbo's Wabo alloy.
As a result, doctors are still being trained in this area. Even if doctors are still good in their twenties, it will take at least several years or even more than ten years to revive the sluggish group of doctors on their own.
As for Wapo alloy….
There is no such thing in the Magnetic Drum Kingdom, and Franky has eaten all the Tunton fruits. In the past few days, the wings of the black birds on his ship have gradually begun to be made of Wapo alloy...
In this case, how can you stimulate the market of the Drum Kingdom?
Thinking of this, Gawain gradually gained some insights and saw him slightly raising his hand.
"Kalifa, ask Aunt Xia to inform Morgans and send a team of reporters to Winter Island as soon as possible.
As for the content of the notice to reporters...
Just say, I want to open a great secret treasure left by a man on Dongdao."
After finishing his words, Gao Wen smiled deeply. Tourism is always a powerful tool to stimulate regional business!
In addition, with the help of the news that he exaggerates, he can also bring a message to the world, that is, Winter Island is now in a state of liberation, and Valpo is no longer the king of the Drum Kingdom.
In this way, those outstanding doctors who were forced to leave their homes and were cruelly expelled by Valpo were eliminated.
There will always be some of them who want to try to return to their roots, or at least go back to their hometown to take a look, right?
