Dragon, Tiger, and Hiyori followed up with motivational speeches, boosting everyone's morale.
The discovery of Pluton had lifted spirits significantly. Everyone worked harder, knowing the true Ancient Weapon was now in their hands.
Chu Yang began considering his next move—finding Tom. Only Tom truly understood Pluton's design.
But tracking down the Red-Haired Pirates in the vast sea wouldn't be easy.
"Should've left a Flying Thunder God seal with them," Chu Yang muttered, realizing his oversight.
"Wano has no natural defenses now. I can't leave in person, so I'll send shadow clones."
While shadow clones were fragile, quantity would offset the risk. He created dozens at once, sending them out in all directions.
---
A CP0 agent, tasked with monitoring Wano, nearly dropped his Den Den Mushi when he saw countless Chu Yangs flying out from Wano's skies.
His hands trembled as he reported to the Five Elders, only to be cursed out.
"Are you drunk?!"
Lowering the receiver, he stood in stunned silence.
"…What now?"
---
With the lab moved onto Pluton and operations running smoothly, Chu Yang bided his time, waiting for his clones to find Shanks.
A week passed.
The surrounding cliffs had been almost entirely demolished, revealing the grand cityscape of ancient Wano to the world.
Various forces had gathered around the country, drawn by curiosity and suspicion.
Above them all, the giant news bird Morgans hovered, eager for the scoop of a lifetime.
But as soon as Pluton emerged—a colossal warship that dwarfed all others—everyone knew exactly what it was.
Pluton had appeared.
Morgans was stunned silent—then burst into maniacal laughter.
"This… THIS is the news that can shake the entire world!"
"HAHAHAHA!!"
His wild laughter echoed through Wano's skies as he took off, soaring into the clouds.
The news of Pluton's reveal spread like wildfire. Not even the World Government could contain it.
---
East Blue, Foosha Village—
At the tavern, the village chief trembled as he read the front page of the newspaper.
"Oi, chief! You're not that old—why are you shaking like that?" the villagers joked as they sipped their drinks.
WHACK!
The chief cracked them over the head with his cane.
"Chief, you alright?" asked Makino, the tavern owner.
"It's not me I'm worried about—it's the world," the old man sighed, his face shadowed with worry.
"Ever since the Revolutionary Army put bounties on the Celestial Dragons, the world's been caught in a violent current. Now, that current's turned into a tsunami… and I don't know how many will survive it."
Makino smiled softly. "You're overthinking it. The Navy's got heroes like Garp. Things won't get that bad."
The chief downed his rum in one gulp, grimacing. "I don't even know if I should hope Garp can stop this… or that he can't."
Makino tilted her head, confused. The chief was being unusually cryptic today.
He mumbled under his breath, "This world has craved a new order for far too long…"
The village chief murmured softly, "The world has long yearned for a new order..."
Shimotsuki Village, Dojo.
Shimotsuki Koushirou was also reading today's newspaper, the headline boldly mentioning Wano Country, leaving him with mixed emotions.
That was his homeland—a place he had never seen.
"Sensei, what are you reading?" A spiky green-haired boy suddenly popped into Koushirou's view.
Koushirou smiled, "Oh, it's you, Zoro. Why aren't you practicing your swordsmanship? What brings you here?"
Zoro, clutching a large bump on his head, refused to mention how he had just provoked Kuina and ended up getting beaten instead.
Koushirou saw through it instantly and shook his head helplessly. He knew Zoro would never give up, so any advice would be useless.
"Sensei, what's the Pluton?" Zoro asked curiously, pointing at the newspaper.
"It's something terrifying. Its power is enough to destroy this world," Koushirou replied solemnly.
"Huh? Is it going to destroy the world now? But I haven't beaten Kuina yet! What do I do?" Zoro asked, clearly panicking.
Koushirou gently patted his head and said, "Pluton not only has the power to destroy the world but also the power to change it..."
---
West Blue, Ohara Ruins.
Once hailed as the holy land of knowledge by countless scholars, Ohara had been reduced to ruins by a single Buster Call.
A young man rode a bicycle across the sea, parting the waves with ice as he arrived and came to a halt.
His expression was complicated.
"Does anyone still care about the true history?"
"This battle—whether won or lost—will eventually turn into nothing more than dust in history."
---
Twin Cape.
Crocus, the lighthouse keeper, lounged on a sun chair reading the newspaper. Not far away, Laboon continued ramming against the Red Line.
When he saw the news of Pluton's emergence, Crocus froze for a moment before sighing, "Roger, it seems that era you spoke of is arriving sooner than expected."
---
Alabasta.
King Cobra sat on his throne, listening as his subordinates reported the latest intelligence from Wano Country.
Beneath the palace lay a Poneglyph recording Pluton's location. Now that Pluton had truly surfaced, King Cobra felt deeply conflicted.
"Your Majesty, the World Government has sent a summons, ordering us to take soldiers to Mary Geoise to protect the Celestial Dragons."
"Other allied nations received similar orders."
Captain Igaram respectfully reported the news.
"I've heard the Revolutionary Army has been expanding rapidly, but I didn't expect the crisis to be this severe. Mary Geoise actually needs external forces to defend it!"
"This hasn't happened in hundreds of years."
King Cobra stood up and paced back and forth before the throne, clearly grappling with a difficult decision.
"The Celestial Dragons' reign... it's time for it to end."
---
Water 7.
Iceburg and Franky were fighting over the latest newspaper, which contained details about Pluton.
For shipwrights, Pluton was a name of unparalleled significance.
It represented the pinnacle of shipbuilding craftsmanship—the ultimate dream for any shipwright.
No shipwright could claim they weren't even slightly interested in Pluton.
"I grabbed it first!"
"Like hell you did! I paid for it!"
They fought until both were black and blue, blood streaming from their heads, clothes torn to shreds—yet neither let go. In the end, Franky, who was used to brawls, won the scuffle and snatched the newspaper.
Staring at the colossal image of Pluton, Franky felt his very soul almost leave his body.
Pluton!
So this is what it looks like!
If only I could see it with my own eyes!
Better yet... if I could touch it...
Drool poured from Franky's mouth as he grinned like a total perv.
Taking advantage of Franky's daze, Iceburg snatched the newspaper back and also saw Pluton's true form.
His hands trembled as he ran his fingers over the picture.
"Should we go check it out?"
"That giant thing's final destination seems to be Mary Geoise."
Iceburg hesitated but was clearly tempted by Franky's suggestion—for the first time, he felt a rare sense of camaraderie with him.
---
At the same time, people all around the world were setting their sights on Mary Geoise.
Some wanted to witness history.
Others wanted to be part of it.
---
Back at Wano Country.
Chu Yang's luck was surprisingly good.
Just as all his shadow clones were wiped out, the Red Force appeared at Wano Country.
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