The sea in the doldrums was as calm as a blue mirror.

Only two huge poisonous sea snakes were pulling a large ship with carved railings and painted buildings.

The poison in their bodies deterred countless sea kings lurking on the calm sea.

"Snake Lady!"

"I grabbed a newspaper, do you want to see it?"

Hancock, lying on the scarlet python, just rolled her eyes.

"I have no interest in newspapers."

"Boya, if you are so free, count the looted materials again."

She folded her arms, half of her beautiful face was buried in her arms, and her posture was lazy.

"But the newspaper gull said it was the last copy to be printed, and it refused to sell it."

"I beat it up and then grabbed it."

Boya said a little aggrieved.

"Did you snatch it?"

"Then show it to me, after all, it's a trophy."

Hearing that it was snatched, the lazy Snake Princess always lifted up a little bit of energy, stretched her graceful figure a little, and her fox-like eyes made the crew of the Nine Snakes Pirates stare straight.

Love of beauty is not divided by gender.

Salome flatteringly clamped the newspaper with her tail and presented it to Hancock.

She didn't read it quickly.

She just glanced at the most eye-catching headline on the newspaper, the Navy's liberation of slaves.

There didn't seem to be any change in her eyes.

"They are all boring things."

"I can't even muster up any energy."

Hancock rolled her eyes again, looking indifferent.

Of course, this indifference was what Hancock felt.

For a moment, Salome, with scarlet markings, felt that Snake Princess seemed to split herself in half.

Can you hold my hand less tightly! ——

World Economic News Agency Branch

Charles Lang was full of resentment.

"How can the world government interfere with newspapers!"

"We want freedom of speech!"

"They are scared, for sure!"

How could he bear that the report he wrote himself was banned!

"The president has agreed to this matter."

"The newspaper three days ago was the last batch printed by the printing department."

A newspaper delivery man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and speaking human language pushed his glasses. His outfit, which was different from that of ordinary newspaper delivery men, fully demonstrated his specialness.

He is the secretary gull among newspaper delivery men!

"I disagree!"

Charles Lang was still shouting.

"Isn't this the big news that the president has been pursuing? Did he do this with money from the navy?"

The narrow eyes of the secret man condensed under the gold-rimmed glasses.

"Charles, put yourself in your proper place."

"If it weren't for the fact that your news was really well written this time."

"Just based on your slander against our great underground emperor Morgause, I would have sent you to Printing Island to work as a worker for a year!"

The threat from Printing Island calmed Charles's impatient temper.

"The Navy is not doing this without a price."

Mystic Owl was not in a hurry.

"As the price for suspending the report, we will have the exclusive right to report on the Navy's public execution this time."

"This is world news!"

Exclusive right to report on the public execution!

Charles' eyes suddenly brightened up again.

The previous shouting was mainly because he felt that his great work was treated unfairly, not really for justice.

Now that there is another opportunity in front of him, he naturally calmed down.

"The Navy intends to make a big scene this time. They plan to broadcast this execution live on the islands of various countries."

"Chabaodi Island is no exception."

Mystic Owl has more to say.

"Of course, more importantly, we can report directly on the battlefield!" His eyes were also hot.

It doesn't take much insight, just the name of Whitebeard is enough to make people realize how grand this execution will be.

Reporting such a scene really makes Ou excited!

"And the reporter who took the photo, the president said he would give him some rewards."

"Arne?"

After hearing the exclusive report, Charles no longer cared about the news being banned.

Anyway, he had expected it when he exaggerated the report.

Without a few banned news, can he still be called a reporter of the Grand Line?

He went out to ask a few questions.

Arne, the new reporter, is now in a high position in the branch.

Charles generously equipped him with a valuable Den Den Mushi for taking photos. The small and portable body has always been a must-have item for famous reporters.

But this guy seems to be holding something.

Charles didn't care too much, and chatted briefly for a few words before returning to the front of the secret Ou.

"This guy has a very interesting request!" He smacked his lips.

"Oh?"

"He hopes to add a live broadcast screen to the Navy Headquarters. Haha, let those navy officers watch themselves being broadcast live. It's really interesting!"

Secretary Ou frowned instinctively, not understanding the meaning behind this request.

But it shouldn't be difficult to do.

After all, they just agreed to the Navy's request to ban newspapers.

"Okay, I will tell Lord Morgans!"

"Remember, the day of the public execution is seven days later."

The secretary gull flapped its wings and glided out of the window of the branch office.

Then it landed on the ground and ran fast.

——

"The newspaper gull has gone out. They should agree to my request."

Arne whispered to himself.

"Hehehe, this is an indispensable part."

He held another hand in his hand, like a parasitic hand with ears and eyes.

Apparently, the person in the confinement room was still a little unwilling to be lonely.

"Continue your career development. You seem to be quite interested in this career."

Baki felt that his initial advice should have worked.

It is best to be interested. Journalists are a very important tool.

People in this world seem to have not seen the power of public opinion.

Of course, it may also be the power of a short essay.

Arne, whose thoughts were revealed, blushed a little and stammered:

"Don't forget that I am still your navigator."

"A candidate for navigator." Baki jumped to the window and emphasized.

The navigator is a very important position on a ship, so he has to choose carefully.

"Okay, okay, it's a candidate."

"Just don't forget it."

Arne looked at the strange hand with a slightly helpless look and jumped out of the window.

It disappeared in the crowd in a short while.

The direction it left seemed to be similar to the path of the secretary gull.

He rubbed his head and took his camera Den Den Mushi.

He planned to interview a friend he met recently.

That was a cute guy with a bounty of 100 Baileys!

Arne felt that interviewing these guys was much easier than interviewing other pirates.

And they always had a lot of topics to talk about in terms of bounties.

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