“When a slaver ship spots him, they have two choices. The smart ones run; the foolish ones try to catch him. But regardless of their choice, if he captures them, it always ends in total destruction.”
On the battleship, Kong continued introducing Garp, “After hijacking a slaver ship, Uncle Figo will be delayed for a while. Among the slaves captured by the slaver ship, there are not only innocent civilians but also heinous pirates and even spies and informants planted by the slave traders.
“Having guarded Impel Down for fifty years, Uncle Figo possesses an extraordinary sensitivity to evil. He typically chooses to release all the slaves, then suddenly orders them all back to their cells. Through the subtle changes in their expressions, he can distinguish which of the slaves are good and which are bad!”
…
On the slaver ship.
The guards were lying around in various positions, unconscious, and the slaver had fainted from fear.
Figo opened the cages holding the slaves one by one. Inside, the originally despairing and numb slaves could hardly believe that they were saved just as they were about to be sent to the Sabaody Archipelago.
Among the slaves were old people, children, strong men, young girls, and even a Fishman.
They walked out of the cages with endless gratitude, tears streaming down their faces. “Thank you! Thank you!”
“Benefactor, what is your name?”
“Sniff… we’ve been saved!”
“Don’t thank me too soon.” Figo pointed to the cages. “All of you, go back in!”
The expressions of gratitude and the sounds of crying came to an abrupt halt. The slaves looked at each other, unsure of what had angered their benefactor. Many showed fear, wondering if they had just escaped the wolf’s den only to enter the tiger’s lair.
A few, noticing the shackles that had bound them were unlocked, showed a glint of malice in their eyes.
…
“There are always foolish people who ignore Uncle Figo’s power to defeat all the guards alone and try to attack him, seeking their own death.”
“Those who obediently return to the cages are re-examined and selected again. Those who are still released after this process are the ones Uncle Figo reassures.”
…
“Don’t be afraid; you are safe now.” Facing the rescued slaves, whose crime indexes were all below 3 and who were still fearful and cautious, Figo smiled.
“Is there anyone who knows navigation? Even a little bit will do. We need to sail away from here.”
The rescued slaves looked fearfully at the ones Figo had knocked unconscious in the cages, and after a moment of silence, a burly man trembled as he raised his hand, “I worked as a helmsman.”
“I can handle the sails.”
“I can row! Please don’t lock me up!”
“No one will be locked up again,” Figo smiled. “This luxurious slaver ship has its own power source, so no rowing is needed. Those locked up inside are probably pirates, while you are all just civilians. You can be at ease now.
“You are saved! Free! You can go back to your hometowns and continue your lives as before. Believe it!”
The voice carried a persuasive power, and the rescued slaves were stunned for two seconds before tears welled up again.
The girls sobbed, and the children wailed.
…
“After that, Uncle Figo gives the rescued slaves some time to calm down. If there are no navigators among the captured slaves, he spends additional time teaching them the basics before they can control the slaver ship.”
Kong continued explaining to Garp, “With this buffer time, under normal circumstances, we can find them if we set out from the Marine headquarters first, provided we don’t miss them due to navigational errors.”
“Admiral Kong! We’ve spotted a ship that might be the one intercepted by Director Figo!” At this moment, the lookout on the ship shouted to Kong.
So accurate! Garp marveled at Kong. Is this the judgment of an admiral?
This amazed expression did not please Kong; it made him feel helpless instead.
You only see my accurate analysis but not how practiced I am at this! Too many times!
Detailing these to Garp was a sudden thought. In the past, whenever Figo left Impel Down, he always ran across the sea and never took a ride on a battleship.
Now, not only did he take a ride, but he also had a brief conversation with Garp, giving Kong some guesses—could Uncle Figo have seen the potential in Garp? Think highly of him?
Thinking about Garp’s growth process, it really matched his own. Their strengths were very close at the same age. But the key issue was that he had been personally guided by Zephyr since he was young, while Garp had grown up entirely from the Marine’s recruit camp, initially just a branch Marine from East Blue!
From this perspective, Garp’s talent in physical skills and Haki might surpass his!
While becoming an admiral might not be easy, the many examples of rising rapidly to vice admiral and then plateauing suggested Garp could eventually replace him in chasing the often runaway Figo.
Chasing Figo was not a good job.
The battleship turned and quickly sailed towards the slaver ship spotted by the lookout, which had started moving on the sea in the distance.
Its speed was not faster than the battleship.
The distance between the two slowly shortened.
Kong’s expression became serious as he stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, “But don’t think that we can easily catch Uncle Figo like this!”
“Every time he goes out, he never gets caught before completing his goal! He is one of the world’s strongest swordsmen and also one of the best navigators. Combining these two brings astonishing results!”
A top swordsman is one thing, but the best navigator? Garp looked towards the slaver ship in the distance, vaguely seeing Figo standing at the stern, casually drawing the sword at his waist and slashing twice at the sea.
Two flying slashes swept across.
The distant sea surged!
“He won’t attack us directly but will ‘play some games’ with us! He can use the simplest slashes to evaporate seawater, causing upward currents and forming rain clouds in the sky, even changing the weather!” Kong’s voice grew louder, and the sky ahead grew darker.
The rising water vapor ascended quickly.
“Be careful!”
“A storm is coming!!”
Kong shouted loudly!
Boom!
A thunderbolt struck!
The clear sky turned dark and gloomy in seconds!
Large raindrops, accompanied by strong winds, hit Garp’s face. The battleship surged on the waves! Garp raised his arm to shield against the wind and rain, his eyes wide with amazement.
So powerful! Really powerful!
Is this something a human can do?!
…
Miles away, the sea around the slaver ship was calm. Figo sat cross-legged at the stern, sheathing his black sword.
Navigation Skill: 50000
Level 5, King of the Pirates (Maxed out)!
Unlike physical strength and swordsmanship, navigation skills have lower limits. Though the weather in the pirate world changes unpredictably, it is ultimately finite. Navigational knowledge is limited.
It didn’t take ten million points to reach level five, just fifty thousand. At fifty thousand, navigation skills reached their peak. In other words, as long as Figo converted these fifty thousand points into practical data and gained enough experience, he undoubtedly became the best navigator with all navigational knowledge in the pirate world!
He drew his black sword again and casually slashed twice.
The clouds in the sky behind grew denser.
Figo smiled mischievously, “Another pleasant journey, huh, Little Kong-chan?”
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