One Piece World has No Savior

Chapter 477 The God of Commerce

"Don't kneel, don't kneel..." Leo hugged his doll-like daughter Zoya, holding Hancock in his hand, and watched helplessly as he was recognized, and then the merchants were like pushing gold and jade pillars He knelt down in general and yelled at them helplessly.

They are merchants, but they are classical merchants. A small number of them have touched the tail of industrial merchants, while others are still in the environment of pastoral merchants.

Their feudal thinking is very deep.

They certainly don't pay homage to the Draconians who rob them of their profits.

But if Leo guarantees the cash security and transaction risks of their transactions, and uses taxation as a protection fee, they will worship Leo like the god of business.

This is a wonderful thing.

Among the merchants, there have been vague legends: the most valuable business in the world is this world.

But as a matter of course, it is impossible for them to have the qualifications and qualifications to participate in the most heroic gambling game and transaction in the world.

But Leo came and succeeded, and he should be the idol of the businessmen as a matter of course.

Because the business he accomplished was too great and the transaction amount was too huge, everyone couldn't help but think that he had accomplished the impossible, like a god of business.

Some businessmen have even enshrined Leo's sculpture in their homes.

For them, instead of enshrining the gods they haven't seen for thousands of years, it's better to enshrine the god who walks on the earth, Leo.

What's more, for one's own food and clothing parents, no matter how respectful and flattering they are, it is not an exaggeration.

This thing is like giving a gift to a leader. If you kneel down, he may not remember you, but if you don't kneel, the other party will definitely remember you.

The result was a mess, and all the merchants in the entire big trading market all knelt down.

But human beings have a blind obedience mentality. Some pirates or family members, after seeing other people kneeling down, although they don’t know who is coming, they also kneel down in a daze, waiting for them to listen. After getting the name, I never want to get up again.

Seeing this astonishing momentum, the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't help laughing disdainfully: "The commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army travels with the same majesty as the Tianlong people."

The bearded businessman beside Ace also wanted to kneel down, but Ace grabbed his arm firmly.

He looked at the bearded businessman who was about to cry and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't cheat you, don't kneel, he doesn't like it."

The bearded businessman was anxious and angry: "I don't want money for what you eat, okay, you can't cheat me at this time, maybe he doesn't remember these people who kneeled down, but I will be remembered if I didn't kneel down of!"

Businessmen are born with high emotional intelligence, or people with low emotional intelligence have already been eliminated from the business industry, but his words made Ace laugh heartily: "Don't worry, don't worry."

He didn't explain the problem to the other party, but there were already tax officials approaching Leo and saluted together: "Chief!"

They clenched their fists, beat their chests, and drank together.

These tax collectors are members of the bureaucracy in name, but in fact they are all retired from the Revolutionary Army and changed jobs. The disabilities they carry are either missing arms or legs.

It is a big problem for such people to arrange where to go in the navy, but in the revolutionary army, after three to six months of training, they can go to the place professionally.

Either educate grassroots recruits, or become rural teachers, or serve as sheriffs, tax officials, etc. in cities as they are now.

The Revolutionary Army divides the duties and rights very finely. A village can arrange at least three or four veterans. From the village chief to the magistrate to the tax officer, to the conscription or militia training, there are positions waiting for them. They do it.

The tax officers in the headquarters like this are the fattest vacancies, and only the most elite, most loyal, and worst veterans can take turns.

They naturally have the highest loyalty to Leo.

After seeing Leo, they slowly gathered and paid tribute to him.

"You are also good." Leo solemnly hugged his daughter, let go of Hancock's hand, shook hands and hammered on his chest: "Thank you!"

"Serve the people!" This group of disabled people shouted loudly.

"Let them stand up, our revolutionary army doesn't need to kneel, and I hope you, let them know this too." Leo immediately found a way and said to the group of tax collectors with a smile.

"Yes!" They all shouted, "Stand up!"

The merchants all stood up slowly, but Leo continued to hold Hancock's hand and walked towards them with his daughter in his arms.

I don't know if I saw Ace or the people of the Whitebeard Pirates, or the businessman who didn't kneel, he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Hi, everyone from the Whitebeard Pirates, and this gentleman who didn't kneel down." Leo said to them with a smile.

"Whitebeard Pirates, first mate Marco, send your greetings." This is the benefit of power. Leo, who is powerless, can treat them as equals. They are strong because of him. I am flattered by this equal attitude.

Marco looked at the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates who were flattered, and thought to himself.

If it is said that everyone respected the Four Emperors because of their strength, then everyone's respect and fear for Leo this time comes from the strength of the Revolutionary Army, the strength of this group, and those who leave this group are actually nothing. They will be easily crushed to death by these captains, but if they gather together, then these revolutionary troops can easily crush these pirates to death.

So the pirates need to respect him.

It's amazing.

Marco looked at the man in front of him who stretched out his hand to hold him. His hand was very delicate and soft, and he didn't seem to have done any hard work. Obviously, it was very possible that he had been a slave of the Celestial Dragon before. it is true.

The other party showed a kind smile to Marco: "What are you talking about?"

The young man in his thirties had created an astonishing miracle. The bearded businessman next to him trembled when he saw Leo. Time has already destroyed the current regime and the Tianlong people. For these natives living here, this is the real god-like person.

Leo shook hands with the white beard captains one by one, even the merchants. He didn't seem to care about their strength, weakness, or humbleness at all, and just greeted them like them.