Chapter 273 Old man, I need a tsunami
The sky and the deep sea are always the places that humans know least about.
And it is precisely because they are not understood and developed that, to a certain extent, these two places have infinite possibilities.
The Great Channel is near the doldrums of the East China Sea.
Roy stands in the air.
A large number of island clouds are being controlled by Roy at this moment. In the sky of the doldrums of the Great Channel, they are like chess pieces, with a white dot arranged at intervals.
Each of these dots in the sky is actually an air base.
And this is exactly the route that Roy has opened for the East China Sea and the Great Channel.
It is well known that there is no wind in the doldrums all year round.
Therefore, these island clouds arranged by Roy will not change their own positions here because of the wind.
These island bases in the sky will provide directions for Roy's ships through life cards.
And when the fleet encounters an accident, these bases in the sky will provide specific materials and manpower assistance through flying fish.
Wave your hand and the clouds will roll and spread.
A huge amount of white clouds, like plasticine in Roy's hands, were molded into bases and houses in the sky.
The lower half of his body was elementalized and lived in the sky, looking at another masterpiece of his own below.
As Roy ran to the next pre-set location.
Not long after.
A flying island, carrying a large amount of infrastructure materials, came to the base built by Roy and stopped.
They will help Roy finish.
And when the entire route is opened up, these cloud islands that have been transformed and can fly independently.
They will serve as mobile supply tools for replenishing materials and clouds for these bases.
"This should be the last one!"
Through the exploration of the echo map and the blueprint planned in advance in his hand.
A large number of island clouds.
Forming a base under Roy's feet.
As Roy muttered to himself, the last air base was completed.
Roy has now put his focus on the East China Sea, but Roy has no intention of giving up the Grand Line, a sea area that contains a lot of secrets and wealth.
Through this route that he opened up alone.
Roy planned to connect the materials in the East China Sea with the Grand Line.
Thus breaking the high-price monopoly of the World Government.
By taking advantage of the difference in the preciousness of materials between the East China Sea and the Grand Line, he could earn a high price difference and obtain precious materials.
Although Roy was not short of money, the precious materials and technology in this sea were what Roy lacked the most at present.
This route would make up for the huge shortcoming of Roy's forces in the future.
It would become a huge pipeline for transporting nutrients for Roy's forces.
After the road signs and supply points in the sky were made by Roy.
And the next task of clearing the dangerous sea kings in this fixed route was Samael, the fishman troops and Lucci.
In order to enable them to completely eliminate those dangerous guys on this route.
Roy not only sent them a flying cloud island, but also equipped Lucci and his team with two explosive rocks that had just been sent back by the Golden Lion.
After all, there are super-large sea kings in this calm belt.
Facing this guy who is almost bigger than the island.
Ordinary thermal weapons and single-unit power have no effect on them at all.
Only super-strong explosives like dynamite rock, which can destroy an island with one shot, are effective against them.
The power of sound combined with elementalization soon brought Roy back to the edge of the East China Sea.
When Roy stood at the first supply point.
The mighty elite merman troops, followed by several sea kings led by Samael, entered the Calm Ocean.
At the same time, a cloud island filled with weapons began to move towards a fixed route.
Just after Roy greeted Lucci and the others on the cloud island.
Watching this team that opened up the route disappear into the sky.
Whoosh!
"Sound Escape!"
Immerse yourself in the energy of sound, and then fly at supersonic speed.
Roy just returned to the Wings of Freedom.
Bulu Bulu!
His exclusive Den Den Mushi sounded from his arms.
Click!
Connect the Den Den Mushi in his arms.
"Report to Lord Roy, the meeting of the Five Nations Alliance on the distribution of post-war benefits has just ended.
According to the documents they provided, they will probably prepare to go back the day after tomorrow"
"Lord Roy, what should we do next?"
The subordinate on the Den Den Mushi side reported the situation on his side to Roy.
After a short silence.
"Don't worry about your side, act according to the previous plan!
Our people should stop following those member countries and find a chance to separate from them."
Roy's voice was transmitted to the meeting place of the Five Nations Alliance along the radio waves of the Den Den Mushi.
In a large office, an official said to the Den Den Mushi respectfully: "Yes, Lord Roy, I know."
Click!
The Den Den Mushi hung up.
Roy took a look at the base below that had gradually grown in size, and then he turned into an element and flew to the sky city that covered the entire Free Wings.
In a huge research institute.
In a glass house full of plants, sunshine and warmth.
Whitebeard was wearing a pair of beach pants at the moment, lying leisurely on a lounge chair, enjoying this rare peaceful life.
His arms and legs were connected by Trafalgar Law using the power of the surgery fruit a week ago.
After the initial discomfort and disharmony.
After more than a week of exercise.
For these obviously younger and stronger arms and legs.
Whitebeard was very satisfied.
Gulp!
A large glass of wine was swallowed into the throat.
Feeling the relaxation of the body and the refreshing beer.
Whitebeard made a comfortable sound in the sun, and the whole person seemed more and more lazy.
When he was young, he fought for the sea with Roger and others, and when he was old, he worried about his sons.
You can say that most of his life was spent in fighting and worrying about his sons.
And the leisurely and affluent life like this, which is relaxed now, is not much in Whitebeard's more than 70 years.
So comfortable to enjoy this beautiful time.
Tap tap tap!
The footsteps behind him.
It didn't affect Whitebeard's drinking speed at all.
"Gulala! Roy, what do you want to talk to me about?
Would you like a beer?"
Without looking back, he threw a can of craft beer produced by Sky City into Roy's hands.
Puff!
He opened the can of wheat juice in his hand and took a sip down his throat.
"Old man, have your arms and legs adapted now? I need a huge tsunami. When do you think you can do it?"