After a brief silence, the tavern erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.
"Fantastic, Dadan!"
"Now this is truly groundbreaking work!"
"Maybe it really can win a big prize!"
Makino smiled and refilled a glass of wine: "Then I look forward to your work. But… are you sure you know what 'groundbreaking' means?"
"Less nonsense!" Dadan's old face flushed, and she grabbed her phone and walked out, "When I get the prize money, I'll buy this broken tavern!"
Watching the Pirates leave, the discussion in the tavern became even more heated.
Some began to conceive a parallel world of Fleet Admiral Luffy, some planned to write a story about Ace's resurrection, and some even proposed a collective creation of "Windmill Village Love Story"!!!
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Deep Sea Great Prison, Impel Down, LEVEL 6—Infinite Hell.
In the dim cell, Crocodile leaned against the cold stone wall, playing with his phone. It was secretly slipped to him by a jailer, and it was playing news about the "Tomato Novel Creation Contest."
"Hmph… One billion Belli?" He sneered, "A boring trick."
But when he read "Can continue 'One Piece'," his pupils suddenly contracted.
"…Anyone can write?" He murmured in a low voice, then suddenly grinned, revealing a dangerous smile, "Interesting."
The next day, when Magellan made his routine inspection, he was surprised to find Crocodile's cell unusually quiet. Crocodile was rapidly typing on his phone.
He was not surprised when Magellan discovered him.
"I want to write a novel, that's my only request," the Sand Crocodile said coldly, holding a cigar through the Sea Stone bars.
"The title will be 'King of Sand'—it tells the story of a certain man who awakens his Devil Fruit ability after the Marineford War, finds the Ancient Weapon 'Pluton,' and then…"
He paused, a hint of ambition flashing in his eyes, "becomes the true Pirate King."
The entire LEVEL 6 instantly erupted in harsh laughter.
"Puhahaha! You, of all people?" Doflamingo's mockery came from the next cell, "A stray dog beaten by Luffy, worthy of writing a self-indulgent novel?"
"Fufufu… Do you want me to teach you how to write?" Doflamingo maliciously suggested, "Like 'How I Got My Ribs Broken by Straw Hat'?"
Even the usually silent Bullet couldn't help but shake his head: "Heh, your plot… isn't it too straightforward?"
"Shut up!" The Sand Crocodile roared, smashing a fist against the wall, sending sand flying, "When I get one billion Belli, the first thing I'll do is bribe the jailers to fill your damn cells with seawater!"
However, no one noticed—
In the deepest darkness of LEVEL 6, Bullet was carving characters on the floor with his toes, the title glaringly "Single-Handedly Destroying the Four Emperors";
Even Magellan found it a headache that the frequency of prisoner disturbances had significantly decreased recently—because they were all busy with creative writing!
"These lunatics…" The Warden sighed helplessly, looking at these quiet guys, "Could someone really win an award?"
At this moment, Crocodile had already written to a critical chapter: "Just as the sandstorm raged, Pluton's main cannon slowly turned towards Mary Geoise—"
He suddenly stopped writing, frowning in thought: "…Should I destroy Marine Headquarters first, or sink the Red Line first?"
LEVEL 6 once again echoed with "creative suggestions" one after another, but this time, it was also mixed with the noise of clashing chains…
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Marine Headquarters Strategic Meeting
Marine Headquarters, Marineford, Marshal's Office.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku crossed his hands under his chin, his expression grave as he stared at the latest issue of the "World Economic Journal" on his phone.
The video title clearly stated the grand event of the "Tomato Novel Creation Contest," accompanied by images of countless civilians excitedly submitting entries with their phones.
"Hmph… One billion Belli, truly a grand gesture," Sengoku snorted, tapping his fingers on the table, "Sakazuki, what do you think?"
Akainu, with a cigar in his mouth, a sharp glint in his eyes, said, "This is an opportunity. Now that 'One Piece's' influence covers the entire Sea, if we can control the direction of the subsequent plot…"
"—we can reshape the Marine's image of justice!"
Staff Officer Tsuru took over, a meticulously organized set of contest rules spread out before her.
"We can organize a group of civilian personnel to create an ending where the Marine completely eradicates the Pirates. As long as the story is exciting enough, it can influence the public's perception of the Marine."
A glint flashed in Sengoku's eyes: "Specific plan?"
"First, we should focus on describing the Marine Scientific Unit's 'Pacifista' mass production plan," Kizaru slowly raised his hand, "For example… Dr. Vegapunk develops a new PX series, which, combined with the Admirals' encirclement, gradually cleanses the Pirate forces of the Four Seas~"
Aokiji, leaning by the window, unusually actively participated in the discussion: "We can also add a plot where the Marine implements new policies after the abolition of the Shichibukai system. For example, establishing maritime patrol teams to protect merchant ships, and setting up rapid response mechanisms between islands…"
"Not enough," Akainu slammed his fist on the table, magma dripping, "If we're going to write, let's write it more thoroughly—the Marine launches the 'Ultimate Justice Operation,' the three Admirals jointly attack the New World, I personally execute the Four Emperors, the Blackbeard Pirates are completely annihilated! Finally, Luffy is enlightened and voluntarily disbands the Straw Hat and joins the Marine!"
The conference room suddenly fell silent.
Staff Officer Tsuru cleared her throat: "Sakazuki, art requires… appropriate exaggeration."
"I think it's pretty good~" Kizaru tilted his head, "Should we add a scene where Fleet Admiral Sengoku transforms into his Great Buddha form and suppresses the entire Red Line with one palm?"
Sengoku adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cunning white light: "Issue my order—immediately establish a Marine Creative Special Group! Brigadier General Brannew will be in charge, and he will gather all Marine Headquarters officers with good writing skills."
"Remember," the Marshal stood up, his Justice coat fluttering without wind, "we need to create three versions: an aggressive version for passionate youths, a heartwarming version for women and children, and…", he lowered his voice, "a 'Gorosei Special Satisfaction Version'."
When the meeting ended, Akainu stood in the hallway, gazing at the "Absolute Justice" slogan in the plaza.
His adjutant asked nervously, "Admiral, are you really going to write the ending yourself?"
"Of course," Akainu exhaled a smoke ring and pulled out his phone from his pocket, "I've already written the chapter on 'Magma-Magma Fruit Awakening: Hell Incinerates City'."
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