"Mama, the Golden Emperor is in our hands now. As long as we control him, we can become the richest people in the world. Why should we still work for that Stussy?"
One of the Geishas, who looked the youngest, bravely spoke her mind. No woman wanted to be a Geisha and entertain those stinky men. She didn't want this life to continue.
"Stella, what are you talking about!"
The Madam's expression immediately tensed up. Fortunately, everyone present was her confidant, otherwise, if these words reached Lady Stussy, Stella's body might be exposed on the streets the next day.
Others might not know that Lady's background, but didn't she? That was the intelligence agency of the World Government.
Who on this sea could contend with the World Government now?
"Mama, I think Stella is right. As long as the Golden Emperor is in our hands, we'll have endless pure gold, enough for us to live on."
"Mama, I don't want to entertain those stinky men anymore either."
All four Geishas, except for the courtesan, spoke their true feelings.
They had been captured by slave traders since childhood and sold to this island. If the Madam hadn't bought them, their lives might have been even more ugly and pitiful.
Even though they were Geishas now, the Madam was never harsh on them and didn't treat them as mere tools for making money. She was considered a very conscientious Madam in this industry.
"It's too late."
The Madam took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and sighed.
"I've already informed Lady Stussy, and she's already on her way to Poster Island."
"But don't worry, since you're the ones who captured the Golden Emperor this time, I'll definitely plead with Lady Stussy to let you leave this cage."
The Madam looked at the ceiling. This building had confined her for most of her life. When she was young, she had also thought about resisting, but she failed.
After more than ten years of living together, she didn't want Stella and the others to be confined by this cage for their entire lives, just like her.
The room suddenly fell silent, and Stella and the others all hung their heads.
Outside, they were surrounded by admirers, but in the dead of night, who understood their suffering? This was the sorrow of the weak.
If anyone was to blame, it could only be this world.
"Such bad luck, I can't even get a good rest. As expected of Joy Queen Stussy, who controls most of the world's Red-Light Districts. It seems anyone in this line of work is connected to her."
The sudden soliloquy, in the now quiet room, was no less than a bolt from the blue. Everyone looked at Kaos, who had sat up in bed at some point, then their faces turned pale and lost all color.
"Knee pillow, continue. Massage, continue."
Kaos waved at Stella and the courtesan, looking lazy and harmless.
Stella and the courtesan, who had originally wanted to escape, didn't dare to act rashly and could only continue as Kaos instructed, because a hole suddenly appeared in the wall, and an array of swords, spears, and halberds were aimed at everyone.
The Madam and a few thugs were also very smart, standing still obediently with a layer of cold sweat on their foreheads.
It was important to remember that Transparent Man and Paper Man had just died during the day. Those were thugs with bounties of several hundred million. They still had self-awareness.
"How's my little brother?"
Kaos rested his head on the courtesan's fragrant thigh, motioning for Stella to get a cigar.
He lit it with a flick of his index finger and thumb, took a puff, exhaled a smoke ring, and narrowed his eyes.
"Also, when will Stussy arrive, approximately?"
Kaos was very interested in this woman.
In the original work, this woman's age was a mystery, but judging by her calling Big Mama Linlin, she should be around the same age as Big Mama. Yet, more than twenty years later, she was still a beautiful older woman.
Compared to Tsuru, they were two extremes.
He hadn't expected this woman to already be running a Red-Light District now. Even if she hadn't become a king of the Underworld yet, she probably wasn't far off.
She also had a CPO identity.
(Note : At the time of Kaos's reincarnation, One piece has only been updated till wano arc)
Kaos truly hadn't expected that by simply helping those girls shivering in the cold, he would encounter such a powerful female figure.
"Lady Stussy will arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest."
The Madam didn't resist and honestly confessed. She was very good at assessing the situation.
Mainly because Stussy wasn't very far from Poster Island, and she happened to be on that shipping route performing a mission.
"Snap!"
Kaos snapped his fingers, and the swords, spears, and halberds above everyone's heads merged into a three-meter-tall golden warrior.
It strode forward, breaking through the adjacent wall into another room, where a Fell asleep Crocodile could vaguely be seen.
The golden warrior grabbed Crocodile by the collar, dragged him in front of Kaos, casually threw him on the ground, and then faced the Madam and her group.
"Wake him up."
"Yes."
The Madam quickly called a thug to administer the antidote to Crocodile, and within thirty seconds, Crocodile regained consciousness.
He was very alert when he first woke up, but when he saw Kaos resting on a beauty's lap, smoking a cigar and looking at him with disdain, his face immediately flushed red.
If he still hadn't reacted, then he could only be described as still innocent.
"Still too young."
Kaos gently shook his head, then sat up and waved at the courtesan and the others, as well as the Madam and the thugs. "You can leave."
Everyone was stunned, clearly not expecting Kaos to let them go so easily.
They nervously left the room, but just as they reached the door, Kaos spoke again.
"Don't send messages outside, and don't leave this building, otherwise, it would be a shame if you died."
The Madam trembled, quickly closed the door, and left.
Suddenly, only Kaos and Crocodile were left in the entire room.
"Little croc, you've lost your way!"
Kaos flicked the ash from his cigar, looking at Crocodile with amusement.
Who would have thought that the future Seven Warlords of the Sea, with his slicked-back hair, black fur coat, overflowing Haki, and cruel personality, would be so easily knocked down in his youth?
Who would believe it if you told them!
Crocodile was sitting on the sofa at this moment, his face gloomy, not speaking. He probably wouldn't forget today for the rest of his life.
It was also thanks to Kaos's Observation Haki being active all the time, otherwise, the outcome would truly be hard to say.
"Get a good rest tonight, tomorrow won't be so easy!"
Kaos lay on the headboard, smoking a cigar and looking at the ceiling. He needed to prepare early.
Thousands of meters in the sky, the Goddess of the Sky's three thousand golden threads and palace gown ribbons fluttered, and the huge golden halo behind her also rotated. Her sixty-meter height looked so majestic and enormous.
Without any warning, the Goddess of the Sky exploded.
She transformed into countless golden particles, densely falling towards Poster Island below.
"What is this?"
"Is it raining?"
"No, it's golden powder."
"Golden rain is falling from the sky."
On Poster Island, where nightlife had just reached its climax, people on every street looked up at the sky, as large amounts of golden powder fell like a fine drizzle.
"Quick, grab it!"
"No, how could golden powder fall from the sky for no reason? It's the Golden Emperor."
"This is a conspiracy."
Many clear-headed people quickly found cover and hid. But in such a situation, who could remain calm?
In just over ten minutes, whether on the ground or on the rooftops, everything was covered in golden powder, radiating a brilliant golden glow under the lights. That was real, tangible golden powder.
As long as it was melted together, it could become pure gold. And these golden particles had no impurities; they were all pure gold.
Mad, the entire island went mad.
Whether pirates or thugs, they ran into the streets like crazy and began to sweep up the gold.
Even some of the initially calm people couldn't hold back anymore. After all, those who were sweeping up the golden powder didn't seem to have any problems.
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