Chapter 323 It’s Not Easy to Be a Marshal

His face was quite inconsistent with his age. He had a young face that looked like he was in his twenties.

He folded his hands and was looking forward. He was dressed in neat navy uniforms, with the rank of general on his shoulders, and his chest was covered with various medals, showing the glory and achievements he had achieved throughout his life.

There was a smile on his face, but the light in his eyes made even a strong man like Katakuri tremble and fear him.

It can be said that Xia Le's handsome and young face has nothing to do with the word invincible, because one can easily draw a conclusion just from the appearance.

That is, this man should be like the sunny boy next door, gentle, cheerful, and easy to get along with.

But the contrast is that his terrifying strength makes countless pirates in the world tremble with fear.

The thick muscles on the neck, and the slapping muscles that cannot be concealed under the thin robe, you can feel the terrifying power of this body just from a photo.

"One person can defeat the combined efforts of two Yonko."

"Such fighting power!"

Katakuri narrowed his eyes.

"I really want to see the power at the top of the world!"

"Where is the gap between me and him?"

Sighing, he slowly raised his head and looked at Big Mom who was snoring in front of him.

The other party took a nap while eating.

While he was sleeping, the entire world had been turned upside down. The results of the battle at the top swept the world and shocked countless forces.

Whitebeard was captured, and the once world's number one pirate group suffered heavy damage.

Red-haired Shanks was seriously injured and his whereabouts were unknown.

You can imagine what kind of waves the pirates in the new world will cause when this news spreads around the world.

"MOM!!"

After a moment of silence, Katakuri shouted in a deep voice.

There was a bit of domineering in the voice, which immediately shook the snoring Bigumam's body, and his eyes opened in a daze, confused.

"Katakuri!"

Bigumam was angry and her voice was cold.

"Something big has happened in the world!"

Katakuri took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

Then, he handed the newspaper in his hand to the other party.

Bigumam was still dissatisfied, but she did not lose her mind. Instead, she took the newspaper. When she lowered her head and glanced at it, she immediately sobered up.

"What?!"

The lying body sat up almost instantly, his eyes widened, staring at the newspaper in his hand.

The red font marked the fact that Whitebeard had failed miserably.

"This old man can actually fail!"

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

Big Mom shook her head repeatedly, unable to believe the fact that appeared before her eyes.

She was once in the Rocks Pirates with the other party, and then they were in this world and this era together, and ascended to the throne amidst countless conflicts and battles.

"I know how powerful that old man is!"

"It's impossible for him to fail!"

Big Mom roared with a hint of anger in her voice.

Katakuri looked gloomy and stood motionless in front of him.

When the news first came out, I'm afraid no one would believe it. But after a moment of earthquake, when everyone accepted this brand new news, a big tsunami in the new world was about to come.

"How can the navy be so powerful?"

"Xia Le? I know this man!"

"I captured Roger and defeated the Golden Lion, but this time, he was fighting against Whitebeard!!!"

"Even Newgate?"

Bigum was still shocked by the news. He couldn't believe it for a long time and kept reading it again.

Obviously, this news caught her by surprise.

But Katakuri's eyes flickered at this time, and he was already thinking about the many chain reactions after this incident.

Pirates are never peaceful guys.

When Whitebeard is around, his pirate group can maintain stability and control the situation. But when he was arrested, his forces suffered heavy losses.

Then, the meaning behind it is extremely subtle.

"The new world is going to be in chaos!"

"MOM!!!"

Katakuri shouted in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Bigum turned his head and glanced at him blankly.

Then, his expression changed.

As the emperor above the sea, except for the times when she goes crazy, she is still somewhat calm and somewhat wise.

"I understand what you mean!"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!"

"Those crazy guys will tear the Whitebeard Pirates apart!"

Bigum said in a deep voice.

The tone was inexplicable, and it was hard to tell whether it was excitement or sadness.

Then, she looked outside blankly and just sat here.

"White beard~~"

When a whale falls, everything comes alive!

Whitebeard's arrest will inevitably cause huge waves in the world. For decades, this behemoth stood tall in the new world, encompassing countless forces and territories.

Now, its leader has been captured by the navy, and his life or death is uncertain.

The next result can already be imagined.

The ambitious pirates will inevitably go completely crazy, charge towards the dying whale, and use the coldest and cruelest means to tear it into pieces!

And this is also a turning point of the times!

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Time passed quietly, and ten days passed quickly before the war on the top.

The results of this war, under the deliberate guidance of certain forces, have spread throughout the world.

Whitebeard was arrested, the pirate group that dominated the world suffered heavy damage, and the remaining people fled in panic.

Red-haired Shanks was seriously injured and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

Such shocking news shocked the world.

"Even a man like that suffered a disastrous defeat in front of the navy!"

"Xia Le is too strong!"

"Oh my God, the Whitebeard Pirates have been defeated. What will happen to the world in the future?"

"It's unimaginable that Whitebeard, who has stood at the top of the world for decades and is only one step away from the Pirate King, would end up like this!"

"Hey, did you hear what he said?"

"ONE-PIECE is real!"

"A new era has begun!"

"······"

Countless voices sounded from all over the world. People were shocked and horrified by this war, but at the same time they also had new hope and ambitions born from the bottom of their hearts.

At the same time, Marine Headquarters, Marinevando.

Xia Le was sitting in the Marshal's office, frowning, looking through the documents on the table.

Directly opposite him was Warring States, who was also reviewing and approving various documents.

Outside the window, there were various sounds of being raised up and clanging.

Whitebeard's counterattack caused the foundation of Malinfando to nearly split, making it no longer suitable for habitation. However, Xia Le later repaired the base and restored it to its original appearance.

During this time, Malinfando was undergoing large-scale restoration and reconstruction work.

The damaged buildings were quickly restored.

Both of them frowned tightly.

After a moment, he raised his head almost simultaneously and let out a long sigh.

“Finances are tight!”

"Whether it is post-war pension work or construction work in Marineland, a lot of money is needed."

"Xia Le, what can you do?"

Warring States sighed.

Xia Le frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Marin Fando, how did you solve the previous economic work?"

"Sixty percent, relying on the support of the world government."

"That's one of the reasons why the Navy is constrained by it."

Warring States sighed.

"Sixty percent."

Xia Le was silent.

This is already a huge proportion, which means that the navy relies entirely on the support of the world government to maintain the operation of its own system.

Never underestimate the role of economy in a force. Xia Le had seen the power of money when he was the commander of the West Sea.

If it hadn't been for gathering the dark forces in the West Sea to support the entire West Sea Navy, it would have been impossible to develop to its current scale.

The development of any force, including a country, requires the support of a large amount of money.

"Xia Le, if you assume the position of marshal."

"If you want to completely get rid of the influence of the world government, the first thing you have to do is make money!"

Warring States sighed.

In all his years in office, he has never solved this problem.

In other words, this problem has been too difficult for successive navy marshals. Just imagine how exaggerated the financial resources needed to support a navy that can radiate the entire world, countries, and islands.

There is only one organization in the world that can do it.

That is, world government.

And as long as money is restricted, the behemoth of the Navy will always be an obedient pet under the World Government, and can only be used as a sharp sword in its hands.

"Is it making money?"

Xia Le murmured.

He fell into the same dilemma as when he first became commander-in-chief of the West Sea.

At that time, a land under one sea could gather the power of the mafia and cooperate with its own industry to develop and grow.

But now, it is obviously unrealistic.

First of all, the situation in each sea, each island, and each kingdom is different.

Secondly, there are too many navies! It can be said that every minute and every second is money spent.

Even now, the amount of food consumed by the navy recruited from all over the world in this war every day in Malinfando is extremely impressive and scary.

"Yes, you have to solve this problem first!"

"And this is also the biggest problem!"

"otherwise."

After a pause, Zeng Guo looked serious and his voice was low.

"All the dreams you have in your heart, all your plans."

"It will all come to nothing! It's just empty talk!"

Xia Le instantly felt the pressure.

An individual is powerful only because of himself. He can defeat all powerful enemies in the world, but there are things he cannot do.

"How can I earn enough money to support the entire navy?"

"Even, not only support it, but also make it grow stronger?"

This question took root in Xia Le's mind.

"In addition, tomorrow, we will hold a memorial service at our headquarters."

"To commemorate the officers and colleagues who died in this war."

Warring States sighed.

"You will hold the memorial service."

Xia Le nodded.

"After the memorial service is over, the elite support personnel from various places will return to the branch in batches and continue to perform their work."

"In this way, the financial pressure on the department can be relieved as soon as possible."

Warring States sighed.

Xia Le was also helpless.

After he came into contact with the work of the headquarters these days, he discovered how poor Marine Fando, the highest command center of the navy, really was.

To describe it in four words.

Perennial deficit.

It’s not easy to be a marshal!