"World Economic News?"
Kuro smiled and said, "Why hasn't it closed down yet? Wasn't Morgan's pigeon caught and hanged by me more than 20 years ago?"
"Well…"
Crowe adjusted his glasses and said, "Mr. Kuro, you ordered that there should be freedom of the press back then. This is just a civilian newspaper, so as long as it doesn't violate the regulations, it's basically up to him."
"Really? I don't remember. I'm not the head of the family now. I've been retired for more than ten years… I don't even know how to flatter this newspaper. Is the main writer's head still from 30 years ago? It's all bullshit. I've stressed again and again that you have to be realistic. Don't do these empty things. It's clearly a victory by force. Why do you make it seem like I'm destined to save the world? This kind of thinking is not good. Go check it out and warn me."
Kuro pointed to the newspaper.
"Yes, Mr. Kuro…"
"Well… what are you doing here? The government has nothing for you to do, right?" Kuro asked.
Crowe pursed his lips and said, "Princeps Kaz asked me to come over because…"
"I'm fucking retired, Chloë, look at me, I'll say it again, I. Retired. Hugh!"
Kuro put down the newspaper, looked up at Crowe, and said, "Is there no end to it? I'm already over 60 years old, it's time for me to retire. How old are you, do you still need me to host? What was it that year, I said that I would definitely be able to fulfill this ideal. I have laid the groundwork for you, but you still came to me. What are you doing!"
Crowe's head fell back, his eyes complicated.
'You're in your sixties?'
Your appearance has not changed since that year.
And that one is the same…
This eternal youth seemed to be frozen.
That person also looked like a little girl.
On the contrary… he himself is over 70 years old. Although the zoological fruit gave him a strong physique and he still looks like a middle-aged man, he is old and time has left its mark on him.
The precipitation of time has also changed their position.
More than a decade ago, Kuro stepped down from the position of Führer and was replaced by Fleet Admiral Kaz. He was also promoted as Chief of the General Staff and became the Chief of the General Staff of the World Government, working with Kaz to govern the sea.
But they still wanted Kuro to come back. After all, he was a stabilizing force. If he could go back, they would be much more at ease.
"The main problem is that we don't know how to deal with it, so we…"
"If there's no way to deal with it, then try it. How can it be so easy to govern the whole world? What I say will definitely work. Don't be afraid of making mistakes, mistakes can be corrected. How can governance not make mistakes in such a big place?"
"Aren't you the self-proclaimed spiders who weave order? The organization has expanded so much, how many people are there? There should be five million people. Show your backbone, otherwise, when I am gone or you are gone in the future, will you summon my soul?!" Kuro cursed.
"Yes, I understand, Mr. Kuro. I will bring these words to Prince Kaz…"
Crowe pursed his lips and said, "In addition, there is something else that requires your authorization. It seems that old man Polusalino is about to… do you want to find his fruit?"
These words made Kuro pause. He was stunned for a long time, the cigar he was biting exhaled smoke, and then he sighed: "Let Moore find it, try to find it. If it is eaten by someone, let him join Marine and slowly cultivate it. Glittering Fruit, Magma Fruit, Frozen Fruit, these three fruits will be exclusive to Marine in the future, find a way to take them back… Did you find the Dark Fruit?"
"We are still trying to find it." Crowe hesitated. "Mr. Kuro, that is a fruit with a bad reputation after all. There are Locks and Tiki before and after… Do we really want to recycle it?"
"The older you are, the more muddled your brain is!"
Kuro glared at him. "There's nothing good or bad about power. It depends on how it's used. If you get the Dark-Dark Fruit, you can automatically recycle the important fruits that have been eaten. It's better to control them in our hands than in the hands of those unstable factors. You can't expect Leda to open the bag. Look, after so many years, she only dropped one and she found it herself."
"Yes, I understand, Mr. Kuro…"
"Alright, if you have nothing to do, get lost. Why do you come to my place every other day? I am now a commoner. If you annoy me again, I will beat you up." Kuro waved his hand angrily.
Would ordinary people dare to hit the World Government Chief of Staff?
The corners of Crowe's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to talk back. He couldn't help but talk back a year ago, and he was put to bed for more than half a month by the long-awaited special training.
"Yes, then I will…"
"Dad!"
Crowe was about to say goodbye when a loud cry came from the door.
A young man with a sturdy body and a similar appearance to Kuro ran over with excitement on his face, like a moving gorilla. His legs were wide open and he stretched out his hand, showing his white teeth. "Give me the money!"
Although this person looks like Kuro, he is… bald.
He did not inherit Kuro's black hair, nor did he inherit a head of white hair. It seems that black and white is the same as black and white.
"Uh…"
After saying that, he saw the person standing beside his father and greeted, "It's Grandpa Crowe, hello!"