One Piece: Lord of the Weather Chapter 49: Naraka 100%

In the days following the complete control of Naraka Island, Pablo sat alone in his room on the upper floor of the headquarters. The windows were slightly open, allowing the cool sea breeze to enter. On the table before him was a pile of financial reports prepared by Ido, his small notebook, his pistol, and a glass of cold water.

He took a deep breath. He opened the notebook. He began to record.

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Current Monthly Inco

He began by counting the shops. All over the island, the Pablo Family collected tribute from the rchants. Not as a threat. They called it "protection fees." And the rchants paid without objection. There was no other choice anymore.

· Small shops: There were hundreds of them. Each shop paid eighteen thousand Beli monthly. The total easily exceeded fifteen million.

· Large shops: Fabric rchants, tal rchants, food rchants. About eighty large shops. Each paid forty-two thousand. The total was over three million.

· Factories: Forty-three factories each paid ninety thousand. The total was nearly four million.

In addition to the thirteen factories owned by the family.

The thirteen factories included textile factories, fish canning factories, wood factories, and tal factories. So were operating at full capacity. So needed developnt. But they were all under his command.

The Port

And the greatest achievent.

Pablo no longer controlled part of the port. He now controlled the entire port. Every ship that docked in Naraka paid him. Large rchants, small smugglers, shipping companies, fishern. Everyone.

The smugglers who operated in the dark now paid generous bribes to Pablo to allow them to continue their work. Pablo did not care what they transported. He only cared that they paid. And the amount was large. Over ten million Beli monthly from smugglers alone.

Comrcial ships paid fixed fees. One hundred thousand per ship. And dozens of ships docked every month.

The port alone generated over fifteen million Beli monthly.

Total

Pablo gathered the numbers. He calculated. He recalculated.

More than eighty million Beli monthly.

This was the current inco.

But he was not satisfied. He knew there was room for improvent. The thirteen factories could beco twenty. Shops could pay more if trade flourished. And the port... the port could beco busier if more ships were attracted.

In his notebook, he wrote under the current inco:

"Next target: 100 million monthly."

He knew it was only a matter of ti.

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Expenses

But all this inco was not pure profit.

The Pablo Family now consisted of over five hundred n. Over five hundred mouths that ate, drank, and needed salaries.

The n's salaries alone consud over twenty-five million Beli monthly. Leaders like Marco, Arthur, Ido, and Shigo took many tis what ordinary n took.

Weapons were another cost. Pablo was still buying guns and ammunition from Rein. Monthly deals were no less than five million. The sword factory had begun production, but it did not yet cover the family's entire needs. And it needed raw materials, blacksmiths, and maintenance.

The family headquarters and other buildings needed maintenance. Guards, food, clothing, dicine... everything cost.

After all deductions, the net profit ranged between thirty-five and forty million Beli monthly.

Pablo wrote in his notebook:

"About half a billion a year. Not bad. But not enough."

Not because he was greedy. Because he was planning bigger things.

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The New Army

It was not only inco and expenses that occupied Pablo's mind.

The family itself was in a state of constant transformation.

Over five hundred n. So were from defeated gangs. So were young n from the streets of Naraka who saw the Pablo Family as an opportunity for a better life. So were rcenaries who joined for the money.

Arthur was managing the recruitnt process efficiently. Every day, new n ca to the headquarters. Every day, Arthur chose carefully.

The new system was working. The family was no longer just a gang. It had beco a small organized army. Each man had his rank and responsibility. Each leader had his territory and his n.

Pablo felt that his family was growing faster than he expected.

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End of a Phase

At night, Pablo closed his notebook and looked out the window.

The sky over Naraka was dark, but the lights of the port glittered on the horizon.

He rembered his beginnings.

When he arrived in Verona in the body of a fourteen-year-old child, he had nothing. He was afraid. He was alone. He knew that if he made a mistake, he would die in a narrow alley and no one would rember him.

But he did not despair. He built himself from nothing. He slept in a room between trees, stole a small ring to sell for a pittance. He rembered every night he spent planning, calculating, fearing.

Then Naraka. Working in the factory. Promotion. Embezzlent. Building the family. Marco. Arthur. Ido. Shigo. Factories. The port. The Marines.

Now, in less than a year and a half since he first set foot in this world, he controlled an entire island. An island sowhat famous in the South Blue.

The Pablo Family was the strongest power in Naraka. And no one could threaten it.

Pablo closed his notebook. He put his pen aside.

He was not completely satisfied. He knew this was not the end. Only the beginning.

But he was proud.

Proud of what he built. Proud of who he had beco.

Now, it was ti to think about the next step.

He turned off the light. He slept peacefully.