CHAPTER 366: CHAPTER 67: YOU MADMAN

Su Xiao having such a high bounty isn’t surprising; although his strength doesn’t reach 300 million Belli, he can produce the Sun God Apollo.

Robin was only able to understand ancient texts and garnered a bounty of tens of millions of Belli, while Su Xiao can create bombs used for large-scale warfare; this bounty amount is not exaggerated.

"Is that so, then I’ll destroy this telephone-transceiver. By the way, let me tell you, the Netherworld blueprints are in my hands."

The special agent on the other side of the transceiver suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he finally reacted.

"Mis...Mister Bai Ye, you...you please wait a moment."

The previously arrogant special agent was now so scared he couldn’t even speak properly. If the clues to the Netherworld blueprints were lost because of him, he wouldn’t see the sun tomorrow, no, not even tonight’s moon.

Su Xiao had no particular thoughts about the World Government’s bounty. He wasn’t originally from the Pirate World. Even with a 3 billion bounty, he wouldn’t care.

After waiting for a long time, no special agent leader showed up. The Netherworld blueprints are of great importance, and Enies Lobby has just been attacked by pirates, leaving the CP Department in disarray.

After a five-minute wait, the telephone-transceiver was hung up, but it rang again in just a few seconds.

Picking up the transceiver, a powerful voice came through.

"This is Sengoku."

Hearing the introduction from the transceiver, Su Xiao was stunned. How could it be that he was talking to Sengoku? It was unlikely that Sengoku would be stationed in the CP Department; perhaps it was some form of transfer technology?

Su Xiao didn’t really understand the principles of the telephone-transceiver, but being able to negotiate with Sengoku was both good and bad news.

Sengoku’s intelligence is beyond question, and the Navy also has numerous combat forces and wisdom generals.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Sengoku didn’t doubt Su Xiao’s claim of possessing the Netherworld blueprints.

They had already acquired the fake blueprints, and upon verification, only the cover was genuine, so as the provider of the fake blueprints, it made sense that Su Xiao held the real ones.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, my demands aren’t high. A Natural Devil Fruit, a swordsmanship insight left behind by a Great Swordsman, a core branch of Adam’s Wood, and a Supreme Great Sword."

Su Xiao currently held what the World Government wanted and had already done some labor for them. He was definitely going to ask for the moon.

Sengoku on the other side of the transceiver squinted. The negotiation was about to begin.

"A Natural Devil Fruit is impossible, a Supreme Great Sword is also impossible, the swordsmanship insights left by the Great Swordsman...this can be considered, as for the core branch of Adam’s Wood...absolutely impossible."

Sengoku’s meaning was clear: the swordsmanship insights left by the Great Swordsman could be considered, but they didn’t even have Natural Devil Fruits or Supreme Great Swords, and as for Adam’s Wood’s core branch, Sengoku’s attitude was very firm, absolutely impossible.

"Is that so, then never mind, sorry to bother you, Fleet Admiral Sengoku."

With that, Su Xiao was about to hang up the telephone-transceiver. The World Government wasn’t the only buyer; many in the Pirate World desired the Netherworld blueprints and could provide what Su Xiao wanted.

For example, Donquixote Doflamingo, the Revolutionary Army, or Charlotte Lingling.

To be precise, Su Xiao wasn’t extorting the World Government; he was doing business with them.

You think the price is too high? Fine, you don’t have to buy it; I can sell it to someone else.

The Netherworld blueprints weren’t the World Government’s property; this thing was a legacy from the previous Empire.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing Su Xiao’s intention to hang up the transceiver, Sengoku’s tone became somewhat unfriendly.

"What do I mean? Sengoku, are the Netherworld blueprints your property?"

Hearing Su Xiao’s query, Sengoku remained silent; the Netherworld blueprints indeed didn’t belong to them.

"Stop acting like I’m extorting you; this is a transaction. You bring out something that satisfies me, and the Netherworld blueprints belong to you. If you can’t, I’ll find another buyer, the Revolutionary Army is actually pretty good, and their credibility far exceeds that of the Navy. That’s it, Fleet Admiral Sengoku."

With that said, Su Xiao put down the telephone-transceiver. Although time was tight, he had ways to reach people from the Revolutionary Army.

The Revolutionary Army was all over the world, places like the bustling islands of City of Seven Seas would naturally have their informants.

"Wait!"

Sengoku yelled.

"If you’re not satisfied with the price, we can continue negotiating."

Su Xiao’s hand stopped mid-air.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, I don’t trust the Navy personnel, so forget it."

"Cut the crap, if you go to the Revolutionary Army, you’ll get at most one of the things you want from them; even if they attain the Netherworld blueprints, the likelihood of them building the Netherworld King is not high. Give me ten minutes to consider, then get in touch."

"Alright, I’ll await your good news."

Both sides hung up the telephone-transceiver simultaneously. Su Xiao took out a meat bone and handed it to Bubute Ni, and Bubu Wang took the bone and began gnawing on it.

The human world is too complicated, Bubu Wang’s heart was exhausted.

Su Xiao took out the Netherworld blueprints and recopied them, as he had a task to accomplish later and wasn’t sure if the blueprints would disappear.

Ten minutes later, the telephone-transceiver rang as expected.

"The swordsmanship insights left by the Great Swordsman can be provided by the Navy, the core branch of Adam’s Wood will be handled by the World Government, but the quantity is very small. These things are with various nobles or Celestial Dragons as a symbol of status, and gathering them quickly is very difficult. If you’re still unsatisfied, then go contact other forces."

Sengoku had no intention of haggling, directly stating what they could offer.

"Alright."

Su Xiao agreed without hesitation; these were extra gains beyond his tasks, benefits procured through his scheming.

Sengoku asked in a low voice, "The transaction location."

"I’m in the City of Seven Seas."

Hearing Su Xiao directly reveal his location, Sengoku was stunned, and as if realizing something, his expression drastically changed.

With a glance, he stopped Kuzan, who had risen, as Sengoku sensed something amiss.

"Revealing your location so easily, should I say you’re confident or arrogant."

Sengoku sat in the Fleet Admiral office, surrounding him were Kuzan, Sakazuki, Garp, General Crane, and a World Government official.

"Say what you want, but Fleet Admiral Sengoku, you’ve seen the power of the Sun God Apollo, right? I’m quite timid, and if I sense danger..."

Sengoku shook his head.

"Impossible, only three sets of the Sun God’s materials have been gathered, wait, could it be..."

"Let me ask you a question, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, who documented the Sun God’s materials? And who manufactured the Sun God? Whatever quantity of materials I mention, that’s how much the government provides. Don’t forget, I created that thing..."

Sengoku’s forehead veins bulged; the other party held a bomb with a half-kilometer explosion diameter in the City of Seven Seas. If that bomb exploded, the chain reaction could potentially sink the City of Seven Seas.

"You madman!"

Sengoku slammed his fist onto his desk, and everyone in the office was silent.

"I’ll give you the specific transaction location later. The deadline for the transaction is four hours from now, and as for who will conduct the transaction...send an officer below the rank of Colonel, female, and under twenty-five years old, that’s it."

Sengoku was speechless for a while; what kind of requirement was this from the other party?

"Wait..."

Click, the telephone-transceiver was hung up.