"But I still want more, so just hold on a little longer."
"All right"
A female voice rang out from a warehouse area at the port of Marinefando.
In a certain warehouse, Tina was covered in sweat, and black guns were already scattered around her.
Next to her, Crowley and Darklo were watching.
"It's almost done. I'm too tired. I need to go back and rest."
Tina filled up the warehouse, wiped the sweat from her head, took out a cigarette and lit it, and said.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Tina." Kuro nodded quickly.
Two days' worth is indeed enough.
And Tina was obviously a little impatient. Kuro didn't want to offend this big grain producer. He also wanted to find a time to continue making Tina.
After sending Tina away, Kuro looked at the black guns with bright eyes, reached out to touch them one by one, and said in a daze: "My little baby."
After returning from drinking that night, Kuro made an appointment with Tina early the next morning and asked her to create black guns here. Looking at the black guns that almost filled a warehouse, Kuro couldn't hide his smile.
This method of creation has been maintained for two days.
Naturally, it is impossible to build only this warehouse in two days. The surrounding warehouses are already full of such black guns, and all of them have been touched by Kuro. They are already in his pocket.
Nothing makes you feel safer than these black guns!
"Maintaining abilities requires physical strength, right? Does Mr. Kuro have enough physical strength? He seems to have sent a lot of things up there before."
Crowe was a little curious. After all, all he knew was a few large islands and seawater masses. Plus the black gun that basically took up most of the warehouse area, how much physical strength could he have?
Lida curled her lips, "Don't compare normal people with this pervert. Have you forgotten why he defeated the Golden Lion?"
Crowe pushed up his glasses, "Pretend I didn't say anything."
After defeating the golden lion, it seemed that he was beaten to death by physical strength in the end.
The man who was able to maintain his armored look for five consecutive days probably didn't exist if he didn't have enough physical strength.
The ability of the Piao Piao Fruit, coupled with Kuro's ability to maintain it all day long without any apparent fatigue, is a perfect match.
"If you have time to think about me here, why not think about how to avoid the headquarters and let me think of a reason to go out."
After Crowe counted the black guns, he turned to Crowe and said.
Recently, the number of marines in Malinfando has increased significantly, and many of them have gone out on cruises. It can be seen that the strength of the Grand Line has begun to shrink. Even Kuro saw some elite navies from all over the world. Basically, they are branch majors.
superior.
Colonels like Tina rarely come back to the headquarters, but this time, she will stay for a long time.
Although the newspapers have not disclosed it yet, the war is already coming.
Crowley is in a hurry!
While he was making preparations, he still refused to give up and actively looked for opportunities to go outside.
But for now, no.
Kizaru's road is dead.
There was no way the old man would let him out, not because he wanted to go to war, but because he had been looking for Kizaru in the past two days, and the other party just wanted to prevent him from getting into trouble.
The matter of Morgati was suppressed, Kizaru put in a lot of effort, and the death of Prince Morgati was just regarded as an ordinary accident.
It's just that the situation of those citizens has been covered up by the world government.
There was no scandal in Morgati. In the eyes of the world, he was just a prince who died in an accident.
The two offset each other and nothing happened to Kuro.
But correspondingly, he was unable to take action for the time being.
What Kuro is thinking about now is who to find a breakthrough.
Smoker?
Kuro wanted to punch him now when he saw him. This guy has lost his trust since then.
Tina?
She can't move around freely now.
Kirby?
The position is too low and useless.
Fighting Momomaru?
It seems useful.
But the purpose of his coming here is to test the [Pacifist], so he probably won't be able to trouble him during this time.
After thinking about it, Kuro sighed, waved his hand, and walked out.
"I'm going to go home and lie down first. You can go and do whatever you need to do."
After being promoted to major, Kuro naturally had his own house in Marineland, and with Kizaru's help, his home was now very large, a small single-family building.
But in today's world, if you want a house, you can build it anywhere. You can just find an unowned island and build a house as big as you want, and no one will bother you.
Even in a country with an owner, you can still occupy a piece of wasteland and build a house.
Crowley didn't have to worry about staying.
He planned to stay at home for the next few days and not go anywhere. He would look for opportunities to see if he could go out to camp or something.
…
Two more days pass.
Kuro was sitting on the tatami, with a cup of steaming tea in front of his table. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at the clouds rolling in and out of the window, feeling very comfortable.
If there hadn't been a war at the top, it would have been nice to just stay at the headquarters.
"Well, after the war ends, Marineland will no longer be our headquarters. When the time comes, I will find a way to stay here, and I might as well retire in Marineland."
Qrow thought about it while drinking tea.
"How about hiring a maid? It's too spacious for one person at home."
Lida and Crowe also bought a house nearby. They were only lieutenants. Although they were assigned a place to live, it was not very good, so in the past two days, they bought two houses near Crowe's house.
The money came from Zhan Taowan.
Anyway, this guy has money, and he rarely has anything to spend it on.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!"
The phone on my wrist buzzed.
Kuro glanced at it and opened the transparent cover. Suddenly the phone bug turned into a vulgar look.
"Curoyo."
"Why are you looking for me, old man?"
"You have cultivated yourself enough these days. It's time to get active and accompany me to go to Margioia. By the way, you are a major now, so you should have a matching set of formal clothes. Go get one."
I'm waiting for you in the office."
Click.
After saying that, the phone bug hung up.
"Wait a minute, I didn't say go yet!"
Kuro shouted at the phone bug, but it was too late.
"WTF!"
Kuro twitched the corner of his mouth, turned off the phone, and raised his eyebrows: "MaryJoa? What are you doing at the Draconian place?"
He thought for a moment and suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Speaking of which, it's probably close to the execution time."
There is currently no news published in the newspapers, but judging from the recent frequency of naval gatherings, it should be soon.
Perhaps this was the reason why I went to Mariejoia this time.
"Why are you taking me to a place where big bosses gather? Is it to be a reception?"
Kuro uttered angrily, stood up, picked up the navy cloak, and walked out.
Not long after, Kuro appeared in Kizaru's office.
He had already changed out of his overcoat and put on a golden formal suit, without a tie, with an open collar, holding a cigar, and carrying a cape, and swaggered into Kizaru's office.
"Oh~ It's quite fast. The clothes are well chosen and the color matches you very well."
Kizaru looked at Kuro up and down, narrowed his eyes, and smiled kindly.
"If you're here, let's go. You should also listen to Marigio's meeting. It will be good for your future."
Kizaru stood up and said.
I had something to do today and I was too tired to go home. I only have one update and I owe another one.
I will go to bed first and then write when I wake up.
PS: Please don’t change my manuscript again during review.