One Piece: Transform into the Eight Great Demons!

Inside an abandoned factory.

Boom... boom...

A navy recruit showed some curiosity and tapped the so-called "train engine."

It is similar to an ordinary steamship engine, but it is an oversized version, which is particularly conspicuous when placed in place.

The recruit couldn't help but communicate with his companions on the side.

"Is this the 'hope' of the Seven Waters City?"

"It's more than that. A maritime train is more than just an engine. The track and body may be both important."

The companion shrugged.

The recruit was still curious and moved his face slightly closer.

"Hey, do you think this machine is really related to [ancient weapons]? It doesn't seem to be anything special..."

Before he finished speaking, a tall figure walked over and slapped the train engine hard.

Bang!

The force was so great that the navy recruits were even worried that the engine would fall apart on the spot!

"Hello?!"

The navy recruit turned his head, intending to persuade the daredevil, but what he saw was the fishman Tom who came here later.

As the maker of train engines, Tom can do whatever he wants, but his crude behavior just now is really puzzling.

Seeing this, Tom patted the navy recruit on the shoulder and laughed:

"Hahahahaha, machines and ships are the same. They are not so fragile things. They must be able to withstand the loud wind and rain!"

"Ah, really..."

The corner of the navy recruit's eye twitched, not knowing what was happening.

As expected of the legendary shipwright who built ships for "One Piece" and proposed the idea of ​​a sea train, his ideas are indeed unique.

"So--"

Tom bent down, grabbed the underside of the huge train engine with both hands, and then jerked it up.

"drink!"

Wow!

Tom actually carried such a huge train engine on his shoulders with just one person!

He greeted Fram, Bingshan and others not far away, and said with a hearty laugh:

"Hahahahaha, let's go back to the studio. It's been a very busy day today!"

"..."

Everyone in Tom's studio left.

The navy recruits stayed behind to take custody of the subdued thugs.

Compared to Fishman Tom's actions, the situation on the other side obviously attracted more attention from the navy.

there--

"Mr.0" and "Teacher";

But the navy recruits did not realize that the identities of these two people had already changed, and each had become a completely different existence from before.

Evan Lindsay and Zefa;

[Devil] and [Black Wrist]!

…

The two of them walked side by side outside the abandoned factory and carefully arranged their masks.

The two of them had just had a fight.

The time was short, but the movements were extremely fast, and the power that exploded exceeded the sum of all previous battles!

But even so, before everyone arrived, both Lindsay and Zefa chose to stop in time.

They both looked up at the sky at the same time.

Zefa twisted his neck and said in a deep voice: "Don't reveal your identity, I will ignore you before you leave the capital of Seven Waters."

Lindsay leaned against the side of the door and said with a smile: "I don't want to have a conflict with the admiral. You are too scary."

"Stop talking so much, little brother..."

Zefa's eyes twitched.

A world-class outlaw who dared to kill two Celestial Dragons would probably have a hard time catching even a current admiral, let alone a retired man.

But Zefa was extremely confused, "What is the purpose of your coming to the Capital of Seven Waters? It can't be for the 'train engine', right?"

"No."

Lindsay shook his head and gestured: "My purpose is more direct and more useful than a train engine."

"?"

Zefa was puzzled and could only tilt his head and sighed: "That's true. You also think that it is meaningless to continue fighting."

"nor."

Lindsay shook her head again, "We often do meaningless things, but this time the focus is not on whether they are meaningful."

Zefa became even more confused, "What do you mean..."

Lindsay looked around and said slowly: "Have you ever felt that way, as if something was not done properly and your heart is empty?"

Hearing this, Zefa nodded slightly, "The situation is still very wrong."

Obviously the train engine has been protected and the biggest group of thugs have been brought to justice, but Zefa always feels that everything is not over yet.

This is the "intuition" honed by being in the battlefield all year round, and it is difficult to make mistakes.

"Anyway, let's go back and rest first!"

Lindsay took the lead, waved her hand towards Zefa behind her, and smiled sideways:

"There will be help, he's good at this."

"..."

Zefa was speechless and followed, but at the same time he also murmured in his heart.

"No wonder Garp said that he met weird guys in the Shampoo Islands. This sea is really getting more and more troublesome..."

…

Everyone left one after another.

After a while, a sputtering sound suddenly came from the silent abandoned factory.

It turned out to be a thug, hiding in a secret room under the ruins, avoiding the navy's search.

It wasn't until everyone left that he emerged, took out a phone bug from his arms, and dialed the number.

Bulu, Bulu, Bulu... Bulu, Bulu, Bulu...

Click!

The phone answered, and a deep voice came from the other end.

"How's it going?"

"Not good!"

The thug said solemnly: "We did not succeed in provoking chaos. Two forces that we did not expect appeared!"

He spoke bit by bit.

But at the same time, he didn't notice that the scattered gravel around him began to gather and gradually condensed into a human figure.

The "thug" continued:

"For some reason, [Black Wrist] Zefa from the Navy Recruitment Camp appeared in the Capital of Seven Waters and led a group of Navy recruits to quell the riot."

"The navy is okay, the focus is on another group of people, and the leader of that group of people is——

Having said that.

Uh-huh!

The sharp desert sword rose from the ground and pierced the thug's body at the waist, sucking all the water out of his body in the blink of an eye.

The "thug" fell to the ground and could no longer make a sound.

"..."

"That's good."

Crocodile said gloomily in a very low voice.

He heard the other party's communication clearly. Since he regarded the navy - especially [Black Wrist] Zefa as nothing, it meant that the other party was most likely a member of the World Government.

From this, Crocodile concluded:

The World Government probably heard the rumors about Pluto’s design, so it probably sent people to fish in troubled waters...

However, not long before this conclusion appeared, another rustling voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Hello! Where are you?"

Obviously, the sudden loss of contact made the person on the other end very uneasy and even a little angry.

Crocodile was speechless and just raised the golden hook in his left hand to completely destroy the phone bug's communicator.

But then, there were many more voices on the phone.

"Tsk, he was probably attacked too."

"Who is the second force?"

"I...I saw it, it was [Devil]!"

"Evan Lindsay?!"

"The communications bug may have fallen into enemy hands and we must now re-establish the channel."

"..."

After a while, the communication channel became quiet, and no one continued to speak.

Crocodile looked at the phone bug on the ground and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Fishing in troubled waters...do we need so many people?

No, that's not right!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across Crocodile's mind, completely overturning his previous guess.

"The purpose of world government is not to fish in troubled waters!"

"This muddy water was created by the world government!"

For a time, countless clues emerged, and finally connected into one possibility——

"The World Government is building momentum and creating the fact of 'chaos'. It uses the progress of the sea train and the tranquility of the entire Seven Waters City to force Tom to accept the World Government's 'aid'!"

"In this way, the World Government will have a reason to 'maintain' the Capital of Seven Waters and Tom's Studio openly, and they will be able to search the 'Pluto Design Plan' arbitrarily..."

"..."

Snapped! Snapped!

Faced with such an aboveboard conspiracy, Crocodile couldn't hold back and clapped his hands.

"This is a wonderful idea. Where can the World Government find talents?"