"Hold position for now. The Freedom Fighters is not important, what's important is Dragon."
Rosse added a sentence, and from the corner of his eye, glanced down. He saw Moa lying motionless on the maid uniform and his pants, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
["Understood. Then let's continue operating the Sorbet Kingdom. Give the Freedom Fighters a fixed station, and make it easier to control them,"] Zannie quickly replied.
Zannie didn't need to think too much. Just follow the script and read the lines.
"Let the Freedom Fighters stir up trouble in the Sorbet Kingdom. Last ti, we deliberately let them leak the eavesdropped content to Dragon, but Dragon still didn't co to save anyone. Really disappointing," Rosse chuckled lightly and raised his palm to gesture to Moa.
Moa pressed her lips together, but she could still understand Rosse's gesture. With extre humiliation, she picked up a big white bunny and proactively placed it in Rosse's hand.
To lower her presence, she was willing to offer so initiative.
The information Rosse had just revealed had already deeply shocked Moa.
The Freedom Fighters had been infiltrated by Rosse like a sieve, and the news of her capture and transfer to Drum Island had apparently been sent back to Dragon from the very beginning.
Although it was a trap, Dragon really had shown no response at all. And the other Freedom Fighters mbers hadn't even thought about rescuing her either.
'Why…'
'Were all the previous things the Freedom Fighters said about liking all falsehoods and lies?'
"Let them stir things up. How's the plan for Reverse Mountain going?", Now that Moa's matters were finished, Rosse brought up other topics.
The truly secret matters certainly couldn't be told to Moa, but so trivial matters, if revealed to Moa, could instead help verify the credibility of other information.
Besides, he hadn't planned to deceive Moa.
Sotis, just changing how the truth is said can bring a completely different impact.
["The blueprint is already complete. I've contacted the environntal departnt. The laborers promised by Saint Mars are already heading toward Reverse Mountain. But transporting them to the top of the Red Line is quite a troubleso thing,"] Zannie replied.
"Construct a few cable car lines. The environntal departnt has construction plans. It's just a matter of spending money," Rosse said with a light laugh.
Although Reverse Mountain had reverse-flow water channels, the current was extrely turbulent. Unlike Mary Geoise, which had buffer zones, reaching the top would cause a direct drop through the Grand Line's passage.
In such a short ti, it was hard to send ordinary people to the Red Line's gentle zone.
Moreover, it was a one-ti-use passage, which made transportation very inconvenient.
Besides water routes, the World Governnt here could also go up and down the Red Line via cable cars.
Most nobles typically used this thod, it was more efficient, quicker, and extrely safe.
["Understood. But if we are to build Reverse City according to the planned scale, we'll need to construct at least a hundred cable car lines,"] Zannie said.
Rosse obviously didn't care about the money, but as a subordinate, Zannie still had to report truthfully.
"Let them build it first. Although building a city on the Red Line is easy, transportation won't be."
Rosse and Zannie discussed more details before finally hanging up the call.
As long as construction could start, any losses along the way didn't matter.
Eventually, once he held authority equal to the Five Elders, he could build a high-speed rail or fast waterway on the Red Line, directly connecting the Holy Land and Reverse City. That would completely bring the Red Line to life.
The Red Line's area far exceeded the combined size of all the islands, and its land could be used for farming and livestock, fully capable of supporting billions of people.
Looking down from the Holy Land over the Four Seas and Grand Line, and considering the traffic distances and population of the Holy Land, those on the seas would sooner or later start getting ideas.
But if it was the Red Line overlooking the Four Seas, things would be different.
With such an imnse mass, no island nation would dare to have other thoughts.
Managing such a massive Red Line would also cost far less than maintaining the Four Seas and the Grand Line.
"Master, are you really going to build a city on Reverse Mountain?", Moa felt physically unwell, but seeing Rosse hang up the call, she couldn't help but ask eagerly.
She simply couldn't believe that Rosse would have such a crazy idea.
If Reverse Mountain were cut off by the World Governnt, then one less route would remain between the Four Seas and the Grand Line.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask," Rosse pinched the big white bunny again, giving her a warning glance.
"Master, I understand," Moa spoke through pain, realizing she said sothing she shouldn't have, and quickly lowered her head.
Currently, she didn't have Rosse's trust at all. The fact that she was allowed to hear these things was already a sign of Rosse letting his guard down.
If she asked too much, she really feared that Rosse would tell her nothing in the future.
"Keep it up. If you behave, I'll tell you sothing you might be interested in," Rosse smiled gently and casually painted a pie in the sky.
From beginning to end, Moa was just a toy he used against the Freedom Fighters.
It'd be best if she could be of so use. If not, it didn't matter either, just entertainnt for leisure.
———
Half a month later, Rosse and the others finally left Drum Island.
Stella's dical skills had improved by several levels. Even without using her fruit ability, her dical expertise was enough to be the doctor of a great pirate crew.
Sora had already finished recording all the dical information, which hadn't even occupied 0.5% of her brain capacity. Ever since learning that excessive mory caused brain enlargent, Sora had paid extra attention to efficient mory managent.
After learning so rapid classification thods from Rosse, Sora used her overclocking ability to develop a super-efficient classification thod compatible with the Brain-Brain Fruit.
Even if she copied all of Vegapunk's ntal mories, it still wouldn't fill her brain's storage space.
The only relatively special matter was that, just before Sora left Drum Kingdom, with Rosse's intentional cooperation, she unsurprisingly got pregnant.
It was a boy, and also Rosse's first child.
Rosse didn't feel anything special toward his child. In a pirate world filled with longevity and immortality thods, he didn't need heirs to pass on anything, nor did he have any need for retirent planning.
So toward offspring, Rosse had always taken it lightly.
But as Sora beca increasingly important, the bond between him and Sora increasingly needed sothing like this to connect them.
Besides, "Jaygarcia Sanji", that na sounded like it could be quite interesting.
———
[On the Ship]
Rosse hugged Sora as they stood at the bow enjoying the sea breeze. Stella, Moa, and Gion leisurely sat in the lounge area drinking tea.
"Don't you want a child?", Moa looked at Gion and couldn't help but provoke.
Stella often told her many things about Rosse, so she knew that Gion was Rosse's legal wife.
Now that another woman had first gotten Rosse's child, no matter what, Gion must feel so resentnt inside.
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