Adams Dillon landed lightly, looking at Spandam with his messy purple curls: "Every time I see your ugly face, I feel unhappy."
"Naval Forces!?"
Spandam screamed: "Who authorized you to board my ship? You Naval Forces are just the World Government's lackeys!"
Spandam pointed his finger at Adams Dillon: "You, a mere Vice Admiral, what do you want?"
"Guess?"
Adams Dillon tapped the ship's rail lightly, countless lightning bolts coiling around him. Dense lightning filled the air, enveloping the judicial ship.
"Vice Admiral Dillon, are you planning to attack the CP and judicial ships?"
"Hoo? I've been recognized?"
Adams Dillon looked at the CP5 member who spoke.
The CP organization's vast intelligence network was constantly monitoring every move on the sea. After Adams Dillon defeated "Bloodhook" Road and was promoted to Vice Admiral, the CP had re-examined his past.
A very powerful man, with the strength to at least be a Vice Admiral.
That was the CP organization's assessment of him.
"Mr. Spandam is the CP5 commander appointed by the World Government, and..."
Adams Dillon seemed not to have heard him, walking towards the cabin door.
"Keep recording... What's wrong? Is the Transponder Snail broken?"
The CP5 member's expression darkened. The small Transponder Snail in his arms and the Visual Snail hidden in his hat were both silent.
"Vice Admiral Dillon, please consider carefully what the consequences will be if a Naval Force attacks judicial personnel and CP."
"Let me think about it," Adams Dillon glanced at Spandam's purple nose:
"I've thought about it. I'll kill you."
"You..."
The CP5 member's expression darkened. The two people standing on either side of Spandam flashed forward at the same time.
"Shigan: Break!"
"Rankyaku: Sever!"
Bang bang!
Seeing his subordinates rush up, Spandam turned around and ran into the cabin without hesitation.
Adams Dillon threw the two deadfish-like CP5 members into the cabin.
"You! You bastard!" Spandam grabbed the golden Transponder Snail from the head of the bed in the room: "Although I don't know what methods you used, as long as I press this button..."
"A Buster Call? Why don't you try it?" Adams Dillon leaned against the doorframe, watching Spandam covered in sweat indifferently.
Crack!
Spandam's hand shook, and the golden Transponder Snail woke up.
"Ehhhhh!!!!!!"
"I... I pressed it!!!"
Spandam's facial expression only lasted for two seconds before turning into a sneer: "Tch, whatever. Since that's the case, you're going to be buried at sea. Daring to attack Spandam-sama!"
Adams Dillon leaned against the doorframe, picking his ears: "This is at sea, you know. If the signal goes out, you'll also be turned into scum in the Naval Force's artillery fire, right?"
"Ehhh!!! Is that a lie!?"
"But..." Adams Dillon flicked his fingers: "Within my ability, the signal won't be sent out. Don't worry."
"That's even more terrifying, you bastard!"
"That's true..." Adams Dillon licked his lips: "I'm starting to understand Shiryu's habits a little..."
Spandam's body retreated to the edge of the cabin: "What are you going to do?"
"Let you return to the essence of your life," Shura was drawn slowly, and Adams Dillon drew it slowly: "You piece of scum."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A scarlet blade of light burst out from Adams Dillon's body, penetrating the judicial ship and Spandam's body like cutting paper.
Snap!
Shura returned to its sheath, and the entire judicial ship disintegrated like building blocks with its base removed.
Adams Dillon hovered in the air, looking at the fragments floating on the sea, smiled lightly, and turned into a stream of light, flying towards Water 7.
...
"Fram! Are you adding weapons to the ship again!? Bastard!"
"What's a ship without weapons!? Iceburg, you idiot, you're not cool at all!"
"Nyahahaha, a man should face the ship he builds with a Supeerrrr! attitude."
"Mind your own business!"
Adams Dillon slowly landed on Scrap Island, looking around.
They could build the Sea Train in this pile of garbage? Sure enough, those named Tom couldn't be underestimated.
Especially since this guy was a cat...
Seeing Adams Dillon falling from the sky, Tom's chubby face showed a trace of solemnity. Franky and Iceburg, who were arguing, also fell silent.
Although Adams Dillon didn't speak, the aura he exuded made the three of them feel uneasy.
"The World Government..."
Looking at Adams Dillon's cloak, Tom subconsciously thought that the World Government was preparing to break their promise.
Adams Dillon threw the recording Transponder Snail over, and Tom picked it up and pressed the switch curiously.
"Pluton!?"
"Yes, the 'lost ancient weapon'. The blueprints should still be in the hands of the people of Water 7. The most likely candidate is Tom. After all, he built the Oro Jackson for Roger. Once this mission is completed, you'll be promoted to CP0 early."
...
"Heehee... heehee... Since the crime of building the Oro Jackson is going to be offset, then... I'll add another crime for you!"
...
After listening to the recording, Tom fell silent. After a moment, he stared at Adams Dillon and asked, "What are they planning to do?"
"Their original plan was to steal that idiot's, what was it, 'Franky Shogun' to attack the judicial ship. That idiot would be sentenced to death. There wouldn't be many choices left for you. Building the Sea Train can only offset one crime. How are you going to offset the other crime? The 'Pluton Blueprints'? Or your life?"
"Is that so..." Tom was a little depressed: "It seems that I, who's always Supeerrrr!, can't escape my fate."
Beside Tom, Franky and Iceburg, who were arguing, had solemn expressions. They lived in Water 7, near Enies Lobby, and they knew very well how easy it would be for the World Government to frame them.
"Because of some personal reasons, that guy has already been killed by me, but..." Adams Dillon raised his finger and shook it: "That doesn't solve the problem. The World Government's search for 'Pluton' won't end because of CP5's failure."
"Damn... 'Pluton' or the 'Oro Jackson', we're just shipwrights, how can we control whether the people sailing the ships are Gods or devils. Do we have to be guilty because of this!?"
"Who knows? I can't make the decision for such a small character like me. I've already made a big decision just by killing the CP5 who was preparing to frame you. Or you can choose to run away now. If you want to be free from the World Government's threats, it's not bad to become pirates in the New World."
Adams Dillon leaned back against a huge ship's wheel. What he said was true. With Tom's high level of recognition, it would be almost impossible to hide.
The only way to temporarily ensure safety was to go to the New World and join a Yonko group.
After all, the World Government still didn't have the ability to launch a large-scale attack on the New World.
"Pirates? Damn... That's not..."
"Fram!!"
Tom rarely lowered his head and stopped Franky very seriously. The pressure this man gave him was stronger than the pressure Roger gave him back then. What's more, this man was wearing the cloak of a Naval Force admiral.
"Since you've helped me out, it must be because this body of mine can still be used by you? I wonder what you want? Could it also be the Pluton Blueprints?"
Tom stated it directly, not with the attitude he had towards Spandam in the original story.
"'Pluton'?" Adams Dillon shook his head: "Maybe it will be useful in the future, but not now."
Tom clenched his huge hands together: "Then what do you want?"
"My Naval Force base and my future flagship are still lacking a shipwright. Join the Naval Force. I and the Navy will take on the Pluton matter for you. And..." Adams Dillon turned his head and glanced at Iceburg, who was mature beyond his years.
"I'll tell you another way to be free from the World Government's threats: let Water 7 have enough Operational Autonomy and a voice. That way, you'll be able to build the ship of your dreams with peace of mind. What do you think?"
"What way!?" Green-haired Franky immediately showed an excited expression when he heard Adams Dillon's words.
Iceburg and Tom looked at Adams Dillon with serious expressions.
Joining the Naval Force... wasn't it like delivering a lamb into a tiger's mouth for them?
"If I refuse, the World Government should send people again soon, right?" Tom looked at the surrounding scrap ships, and a sense of sadness and despair rose in his heart.
"Probably. After all, it's 'Pluton'. And the next time, it definitely won't be CP5 or anything like that."
After a moment of silence, Tom suddenly laughed: "Nyahahahaha, it seems that I, who's always Supeerrrr!, can't escape my fate. Since that's the case, then let's face it head-on. Roger... It was my honor to build a ship for a man like him. A man like you, I believe, won't be bad either!"
"Tanuki old man!" Franky stared wide-eyed at Tom: "Are you really going to join the Naval Force?"
"The Naval Force!? What's wrong with that? There are good people and heroes among the pirates, like Roger, but there are more bad people. There are bad people in the World Government, like Spandam, but there are still more good people."
Tom stood up and grinned: "I chose you because I saw the same... no... it's a completely different hope from Roger in you."
"A prophet? Be careful of getting stabbed." Adams Dillon joked.
"No, not a prophecy..." Tom shook his head: "It's the sound of my 'heart'."
Adams Dillon looked at the serious Tom, nodded slightly, then looked at Iceburg: "If you want to have enough of a voice, integrate the entire Water 7, and then make it the best shipbuilding base on the Grand Line, or even in the world. That way, the World Government will only be able to cooperate with you, not threaten you with force."
"If you encounter resistance, I can provide you with some military support, but it will be under the table." Adams Dillon looked at Iceburg, who looked somewhat tempted: "Most of the time, it's best to conquer this place yourself, otherwise, even if you unite it, it will be very fragile."
"I see, that's indeed a good idea," Tom smiled kindly, looking at Iceburg: "Iceburg, Water 7's future is entrusted to you."
"Hey! Tanuki old man, why not me?"
"Nyahahaha, as for you, Fram..." Tom's hand pressed on his shoulder: "You have to build the world's coolest and Supeerrrr! ship, got it!"