Pirates: Beginning with the Patrolman

It’s not CP9’s fault for having problems with their mentality. No matter who it is, it’s impossible for them to be completely calm when seeing Remos making money like robbing.

Although they have never been to Sky Island, the World Government does have some records about Sky Island. These are not confidential and CP9 is fully qualified to view them.

It was because they had read the intelligence that they realized that what Remos was selling were not extremely rare shells at all. These shells were only rare in Qinghai and were nothing on the Sky Island.

But he gave these shells different meanings by telling stories, which attracted those foolish people to flock to them and spend money without blinking an eye.

After seeing Remos's entire operation and the money he had earned in the past few days, and then comparing it with the meager salary he had earned by lurking in Carrera Company, it was no wonder that Kaku would express such emotion.

They are also human beings. In addition to performing tasks, they also have their own lives and hobbies.

All these hobbies cost money. The world government only meets their most basic needs for food, accommodation and lodging. They have to pay for the rest with their own wages.

"Don't do unnecessary things, and don't have unnecessary thoughts. Pluto's blueprint is the most important. Whoever dares to affect the mission, I will be the first one to not let him go. Do you understand?"

Rob Lucci said as he looked at Kaku.

"I know, I know. I just feel a little emotional. I don't have any other thoughts."

Kaku quickly raised his hands and said.

"Do we need to continue collecting intelligence on this person?"

Bruno asked.

Rob Lucci thought about it and finally nodded.

"Keep collecting information. He is a variable after all. Collect all the information about him before he leaves the Seven Waters City."

"it is good."

Bruno nodded in agreement.

Anyway, he runs a bar, so it's easy for him to collect intelligence.

The next day, the story continued to reach a climax, and the protagonist of the story finally met the God of Sky Island, the powerful man who could control thunder.

"The user of the Thunder Fruit! No wonder he can rule Sky Island!"

"A natural devil fruit. That's so rare. And it has such a powerful force like Thunder."

"Do you think the protagonist can defeat the Thunder God?"

"Impossible, that's the natural system!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? The protagonist must have defeated the Thunder God, otherwise how could he leave Sky Island? Where do you think the shells from the other day came from?"

"The shells may not have been brought down by the protagonist, and this is just a story. What are you and I talking about?"

"Are you guys going to buy shells today? I heard that there are fewer and fewer shells, and there should be combat shells appearing today!"

"Buy it, why not? I can't let anyone take away such a precious thing!"

"Forget it. It's too expensive. Yesterday, a shell sold for half a million. It will probably be even more expensive today. I can't afford it."

"Then just stand by and watch me buy."

The Seven Water City is full of discussions about Sky Island and Shells, and many people who were not originally interested have also been attracted. Although most of them cannot afford the cheapest shells, this does not stop them from following the trend.

After all, everyone is discussing this matter now.

Therefore, the twenty-five shells sold today were swept away by the crowds at an average price of eight hundred thousand each, and Remos and Nami collected twenty million in cash in one go.

"Look, I didn't lie, 30 million is easy. Tomorrow is the last day, I think I can make a lot of money."

Remos felt no guilt about making such money.

The sea ranger is not an ascetic, why not do something that makes money in an upright way? He didn't harm anyone, at most he took advantage of the information gap and played a little trick.

What's more, the shells from Sky Island are rare and valuable. It's pure business logic and there's nothing wrong with it.

"..."

Nami and the three members of CP9 continued to remain silent. They no longer understood what was going on.

On the last day, the story came to an end.

Remos did not write this story according to his own experience, but incorporated some of Luffy's experiences in the original work. Thor did not die in the end, but after being defeated, he drove the Ark away from Sky Island and headed for the moon of the infinite land.

But the residents of Sky Island were liberated, the Golden Bell was rung, and the war that had lasted for four hundred years finally came to an end.

The protagonist of the story also gained the friendship of Sky Island and received a lot of gifts, including some precious combat shells.

The sales scene that day was so hot that the last fifteen shells were sold by Remos through auction.

The most expensive impact shell was driven up to a sky-high price of three million shells by the crazy crowd. This money was enough to buy a big sword.

The Third Generation of Kitetsu that Zoro bought at the weapon shop in Rogue Town was worth only over a million, although he didn't spend a penny at the time.

But compared to the famous sword, the impact shell is obviously more scarce, and this shell was eventually acquired by a noble from a small country.

The total auction price of all the shells exceeded 15 million berries. If all the one hundred shells were added up, Remos and Nami earned a full 55 million berries.

Adding the remaining 50 million berries from shipbuilding, their savings immediately exceeded 100 million again.

Nami looked at the money with a numb expression. She thought back to a few days ago when she was still worried about her livelihood. Who would have thought that within a few days, her savings would reach billions again.

"Remos, why don't we go back to Sky Island!!"

Nami looked at Remos with shining eyes.

"The Sky Island may be very difficult for others, but it is not difficult for us. We can just fly up there, collect shells, and then bring them down with the Island Cloud. If we do this a few more times, we will be rich and we won't have to worry about money anymore!"

Nami said excitedly.

Remos put down his glass and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"Oh, what are you doing!"

Nami slapped his hand away, her cheeks puffed up, "You don't want to see if I have a fever? Let me tell you, I don't have a fever, my mind is clear!"

"Haha, your reaction is pretty quick, but you're still a step behind. Nami, do you know? In fact, since the first day we sold shells, some people have already gone out to sea to look for sky islands. If we really compare reaction speeds, those people are much faster than you."

As long as Remos hired someone to go to the port to inquire about the situation, it would not be difficult to find out what those people who went out to sea were doing.

"Ah? Then what are we waiting for? Such a good opportunity to make money cannot be snatched away by others!"

Nami immediately said anxiously upon hearing this.

"A chance to make money? Haha, the chance of losing everything is more like that."

Remos raised the corner of his mouth and said.

"what?"

Nami was dumbfounded and looked at Remos in confusion.

"Nami, you don't really think that there are no such sky island shells in Qinghai?"

"No, even if there are shells that accidentally fall from Sky Island every year, there must be a lot of them, but most of them must fall directly into the sea."

"But there are certainly shells that were picked up by passing ships or simply fell onto an island somewhere."

"You mean..."

"We can make this money by taking advantage of the information gap. Why should I get this done within a week? It's simple. The longer the time is, the more likely it is that news from other islands will be transmitted.

The shells of Sky Island are not common, but they are definitely not rare. It’s just that their owners may not be aware of the value of the shells.

If we drive up the price of shells, naturally people will start asking around for information about shells. When information from other islands is passed back, do you think these shells will still be valuable?"

"Well, the value will definitely be much lower, but it shouldn't be particularly cheap..."

"So there's no need for us to make a special trip."

"But Remos, if what you said is true, then there should be people in the Seven Waters City who have this kind of shell, so why don't they stand up and expose us?"

"Because this is a good opportunity to make money. If they follow us, they will get meat to eat. What good will it do them if they expose us?"

Remus said with a smile.

He might have been the one handling this matter alone at first, but as time went on, he could more clearly feel that someone was secretly fanning the flames and trying to expand the impact of this matter.

Who are the people who are fueling this trend? It is easy to guess that it is nothing more than local businessmen who also hold shells. They saw the business opportunity and planned to follow suit to make some money.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, Remos took the initiative to change the original plan, putting the last fifteen shells up for auction on the same day and pressing the pause button in advance.

As for those who secretly cooperated with him, they actually did not lose anything. If the shells that originally had no value could be sold at a high price, then they would make a profit anyway, it was just a matter of how much profit they made.

"..."

Nami looked at him with a complicated expression and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, she managed to utter a comment.

"You people have really dirty hearts."

"Thank you so much. You haven't met a person with a real heart yet."

Compared with the capitalists, I am at best a small Karami, far from it.

At the same time, in an unknown small house.

"These guys have really dirty hearts!"

Kaku looked at the information in his hand, his eyes bleeding with envy.

Whatever Remos can perceive, CP9 will know it one step earlier, with more detailed intelligence, and even know who is behind it.

"All businessmen are like this. Where do you think their money comes from?"

Khalifa, while fixing her nails, casually said that she had found an excuse to meet up with her companions in the evening.

"If you really can't stand it, just go and grab their money. You can get 100 million directly. It's much faster than selling shells."

she quipped.