I was made up by my brain as the number one conspirator in the Pirate World

The navy's ships rely on steam power and sea-building stone bottom to sail in the windless zone.And the speed is not too slow, almost two-thirds of the speed of the wind and steam hybrid sailing outside.

After more than ten hours of sailing, Hydra Island has disappeared on the horizon.

"Lieutenant General! Look! Over there...in the sky over there..."

Hearing the shouts of his subordinates, Dauberman turned his head and suddenly saw an island flying in the distant sky.

Although the distance is very far, although the island flashes away in the clouds, the island is lined with almost unchanged clouds in the windless zone, and the traces are very obvious.

"There is no empty island in the windless zone." Douberman surely spit out these words one word at a time, "Can do such a thing...Golden Lion! Connect me to the headquarter and use emergency contact. That phone worm."

The emergency contact of a lieutenant general of the headquarters was immediately passed on by the courier to the admiral who stayed at the headquarters.

"Report! Mr. Green Pheasant, emergency contact at the level of lieutenant general of the headquarters."

The green pheasant had already pushed the blindfold away before the courier entered the door, and applied the ice cubes just made to his sleepy eyes. The green pheasant immediately became full of energy, his eyes widened, "Urgent contact? Why give it to me? Bo? Where's Rusalino? That guy should be in charge today, right?"

"Mr. Huang Yuan brought two boxes of documents home yesterday evening, so he did not come to work this morning. It is estimated that the correction of the documents has not been completed yet." When the courier replied, he added his own guess by the way.

The fact that the admiral had two salted fish was only a secret in a small area. Of course, a courier was not clear about these upper-level matters. He speculated that the yellow ape in his impression would do.

At this time, the superiority of Huang Yuan's working method is reflected.

It was also due to the command of the Marshal of the Warring States period, so he could not fish in a fair manner.

The green pheasant chose to take a nap in his office, while Huang Yuan chose to take the documents home, and then brought them back intact.Huang Yuan, who is not at work now, has stopped.

Well, you Polusalino, I didn't expect you to be so courageous, even if you clock in at work, you still skip work.

Should there be a limit to carelessness and cynicism?You skipped work, what if you delay emergency contact?

The green pheasant understood immediately. In order not to delay the emergency contact, he quickly sent out "Okay, you can go down."

"This is Lieutenant General Pitbull of the Navy Headquarters."

"Ah, it's a fighting dog, I'm the general green pheasant." Hearing Daubman's voice still full of breath, the hanging heart of the green pheasant fell halfway.

"Mr. Green Pheasant, when I was on a mission in the windless zone to convey the news that the world government brought to Boya Hancock, I suspected that I found the trace of the golden lion that had been missing for a long time since I escaped from prison." Douberman's voice Very urgent.

The green pheasant was stunned for a moment, and when he found out, he found out. If he didn't find out, he didn't find out. How could there be suspicions?

The green pheasant flipped through the drawer indifferently, took out a pen, and prepared to record what Dauberman said, "The trace of the golden lion? Why are you suspicious? Tell me in detail. I will submit the record to the Marshal of the Warring States period."

The golden lion hiding in the windless belt is not a big deal in the eyes of the green pheasant, and I am afraid that only the following lieutenants will make a fuss.

What if the golden lion was the strongest in the world?Now he is physically disabled.

It doesn't matter if he still has the power, one more is not more, one less is a lot.

He didn't come out to do things, and the green pheasant didn't think that the navy would mobilize people to arrest him.

"Yes. I'm following their trajectory. The process of discovering him is like this..." Dauberman recounted his guess from the beginning.

From the absence of an empty island in the windless zone to the golden lion’s ability to flutter fruit, it also exemplifies the explanation of the navigator on the ship. Excluding natural factors, he can do this kind of thing and have the strength to do this kind of thing. There is only the golden lion.

"Crack bang bang..."

"Very good. You judged it from the windless cloud, right?" The green pheasant raised his voice while recording.

"Yes. Well, Mr. Qing Pheasant, this voice..."

"Oh, nothing. You don't need to care." Green Pheasant said calmly.

In the crackling sound, the green pheasant finished the call, put down the phone bug, and exhaled.

When he was preparing to record, he realized that he ran out of ink when he was in office the day before yesterday.

He used this as an excuse to take a break for a while, but now it's a little troublesome.

In a hurry, the green pheasant can only use its own devil fruit ability to continuously freeze on the paper, allowing the ice to form words.Originally, the green pheasant planned to deal with it temporarily, and then copy it after the record was completed.

But when Dauberman made this call, he cautiously quoted him from beginning to end and analyzed why he saw an island flying in the sky, thinking that it was the whereabouts of a golden lion.

After talking on the phone for half an hour, Daubman babbled tens of thousands of words, ruling out all possibilities, and said nothing.The green pheasant streamlined for a long time, and finally the content written on the paper became fourteen characters and two arrows, "flying islands in the skyfluttering fruitsgolden lions".

"Um... Doberman said too many words, it's a bit troublesome to add... and I have to get the ink for me, and I have to change to a new pen... Well, forget it. That's it, anyway. I can see it clearly." The green pheasant stood up and walked to the office of the Warring States Period.

After listening to Dauberman's words for half an hour, the green pheasant's opinion is... it's okay.

The ability to flutter the fruit is indeed tricky, but it does not allow the Navy to immediately put aside the things at hand to deal with the Golden Lion.

The golden lion sitting in the windless zone may have some conspiracy, but after all, there is no greater threat than the pirates active in the sea.

Don't look at the lazy appearance of the green pheasant and the yellow ape. In fact, they may enter the new world due to the friction between the white beard, the aunt and the Kaido and other famous pirates at any time.

The pattern of the world is still unstable.

It’s not too late to let go of the golden lion.Even if the Warring States Marshal wanted to fight, Lieutenant General Crane would probably tell him that the navy's actual conditions and the world situation did not support the crusade against the Golden Lion.

After making such a judgment, the green pheasant was no longer anxious.He slowly came to the corridor where the Marshal's office was, and heard the noise inside.

"Hey! Karp! I have to do three jobs alone, and I don't have time to drink tea with you." The depressed voice of the Warring States Period came out.

"Don't do that. I brought the newly bought senbei, hurry up and take out your tea."

The voice of the Warring States Period spread through the corridor with a strong bitterness, "Asshole Karp!!! Remove the senbei from the file, it was only after this morning that I finished the correction. Take the tea leaves and roll off. Make tea and don't bother me."

Chapter 135

Hearing that the blue pheasant was a little guilty, it was supposed to be a document reviewed by the three navy generals, but it was actually rounded up by the Warring States Marshal.

The red dog people can’t work in the new world, the green pheasant does two-thirds of the work, and the yellow ape fishes and paddles one-third of the work. The remaining two, together with the one from the Warring States period, are the work of three people. All pressed onto the Warring States body.

When he came to the door, the green pheasant was not in a hurry to enter, he had to give some face to the Marshal of the Warring States Period who had done several jobs.

I heard a roar from the Warring States in the office.

"Battle, you can drink tea as you drink, and keep the tea cup! Don't wet the official document I just corrected."

"Puff...hahaha, that kid Polusalino didn't come to work today?!" Cap's voice with a smile reached the green pheasant's ears.

"Where are you spraying!!? There are documents that I haven't corrected yet! Karp, you bastard! Net messing up with me."

"Dang!"

"Wow..."

Across the door, the green pheasant can also tell that it seems that a heavy object has been smashed on the desk. It should be that the desk of the Warring States Period has turned over.