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OPI Chapter 223: Alliances, Rejections, and Tournament Twists
🕑 Added 2024-08-19 23:20:06 +0000 UTCThe first round of selection for the World Tournament had concluded successfully.
In addition, the Propaganda Department and the Medical College launched a joint rescue operation, successfully ensuring that every contestant, no matter how serious the injury, received the best treatment in front of all the audiences, while saving their lives.
All this, completely free!
Shortly afterward, the world government, in order to prevent further casualties of this magnitude in the future, presented a reform plan for the upcoming preliminary rounds.
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Loguetown.
Inside a hotel reserved for competitors from the East Blue area, Coulson emerged from a room accompanied by his colleague.
"Well, that was all."
"It's a pity that Mr. William has rejected our offer."
"Yes, a Logia-type Devil Fruit user. With proper training, he could have become an elite lieutenant general."
As they headed to the next room, the two chatted quietly, their tones filled with regret.
Coulson's colleague sighed. "I hope it will go smoothly next."
"According to the information, the probability of success is still quite high."
Coulson kept smiling and comforted the other party, then stopped and knocked on the second door.
"Who is?"
The door did not open, but a cautious voice could be heard from within.
Coulson said gently: "Mr. Yasopp, we are senior officials of the World Government. We have come to talk to you about an important matter."
Yasopp seemed to be hesitating, but after a moment, he opened the door and said: "Come in."
"Thank you."
Coulson politely thanked him, entering with his colleague, while Yasopp glanced around the empty hallway before closing the door.
"Mr. Yasopp, I'll be direct." Coulson said.
"The world government wishes for you to join Cipher Pol, so that you can put your sniper skills to good use and contribute to future conquests of other worlds."
"Cipher Pol?" Yasopp let out a light laugh. "I thought it would be the army or navy~"
"We did consider this before, but given your ability in sniping, we think that a sniper is not very useful on a large-scale battlefield but is of great value in assassinating important targets of the opponent." Coulson explained seriously.
"It's true..." Yasopp pondered for a moment, acknowledging that it was true.
Seeing his hesitation, Coulson quickly continued.
"In addition, as long as you accept the invitation, your family will receive the best protection and treatment, and you can move to the Red Earth Continent to live, and your future children can also receive the best education and training."
Yasopp was not very interested in his wife.
"But if I join you, I will lose my freedom. I still want to explore those other worlds."
Coulson said: "Of course, there will be some restrictions, but Cipher Pol has always been the vanguard force in exploring new worlds."
"In other words, if you join Cipher Pol, you'll be among the first to enter new worlds and have priority access to the world government's most advanced resources and technologies, always remaining among the elite of Starfish World."
"If I join you, will I have to withdraw from the tournament?"
Yasopp was hesitant to give up the prizes and rewards for being in the Top 10. He was so confident in himself!
"No, no, he can participate normally, but he will not be able to compete in the next tournament."
"Okay, I accept."
...
Titans World.
Noah's Ark was in a green space.
The ark was located above the imperial city of Mithras in the alternate space created by Oimo's ability.
Because Imu noticed that there was a problem with the Enma sword and the King of Death, he therefore decided to suspend said training, so Imu redirected his energy towards the study of medicine and the perfecting of the Seimei Kikan.
The appearance of Muzan had opened up many possibilities in the use of the Seimei Kikan.
In theory, if it was developed enough, one could become a 'perfect creature' like Muzan.
This technique is a huge treasure of the Starfish World civilization, but it was previously ignored by everyone, including the previous Imu.
Imu was sitting on the Empty Throne, when Stussy approached to inform him.
"Lord Imu, the Five Elders sent a message: Yasopp has agreed to join Cipher Pol, but Ben Beckman declined the invitation, claiming he preferred to be an adventurer between worlds."
"In addition, Morgan William also refused to join the Navy."
"We have also found the young man named Kuro that you mentioned a few days ago in the East Blue. Currently, he is being taken to Cipher Pol headquarters for training, as ordered."
"Understood. How is Redfield?"
"According to the news from the Five Elders, Redfield has not found the Operation Fruit yet." Stussy replied softly.
"Anything else?"
"That's all for today."
Imu nodded, stood up and ordered: "Tell Hippocrates to get ready, today we will continue with the surgery lesson."
"Yes!"
After hearing this, Stussy walked out of the hall quickly to inform.
...
Ever since Muzan was caught by Crocodile, his life has been filled with constant worries or endless busyness.
This kind of life, although tiring, was also full of freshness and excitement. When he was locked in a cell at the Biochemical Research Institute, he would never have imagined that he would end up living this way.
Not only did he become a senior researcher, working alongside scientists from different worlds in studying extraordinary creatures and viruses, but he also found himself teaching generals and lieutenant generals in a classroom.
At first, to say that he wasn't nervous would be a lie. He was terrified of making a mistake and being cut in two by a sword. Although he wouldn't die, the pain and fear were not something he wanted to experience.
However, over time, and as he grew more familiar with his students, Muzan grew accustomed to the company of these powerful individuals.
The most important thing was that none of them treated him badly. They all listened attentively to his classes and occasionally asked him questions about the control of the Seimei Kikan.
If there was one thing that worried him, it was Admiral Garp, who often fell asleep during lessons.
Afterwards, Muzan decided to speak to Garp privately in his office, mainly to ask him if there was anything in his teaching that he was not satisfied with. After all, it was his first time as a teacher, and he knew that Garp was someone he could not afford to upset.
However, when Garp broke his finger and regenerated it in a matter of seconds, Muzan realized that this admiral had already mastered what he had taught to an impressive level.
Although the regeneration was not as fast as Muzan's, it was just a matter of practice.
Among his nearly one hundred students, Garp was the first to achieve finger regeneration. The others would probably need two or three more months to reach that level.
From that moment on, Muzan stopped worrying. He realized that this admiral was a genius in physical skills.
On the deck of a steel cruiser, escorted by four Navy warships, Muzan stood at the edge, as he recalled his days as a teacher. This caused a faint smile to appear on his lips.
He actually likes to be a teacher.
After all, with his thousand years of life, he had enough intelligence to know what it meant to be the biology instructor and the Seimei Kikan of all the generals and lieutenant generals of the World Government.
As long as he didn't try to rebel, he would always have the protection of the World Government.
"All participants are requested to meet on deck within ten minutes. We will arrive at the island for the semi-finals in two hours, where the rules of the competition will be explained."
The captain announced over the speakers, interrupting Muzan's thoughts.
In reality, Muzan didn't have much desire to participate in this tournament. Neither the prizes for the top hundred, nor the prizes for the top ten were of any use to him.
"Speaking of which, where are the people who promised to protect me?" Muzan looked around and complained: "I haven't seen anyone so far. It seems that the World Government doesn't pay enough attention to me. What if I am killed by a strong man in the competition?"
Meanwhile, the four hundred participants quickly appeared on the deck.
At that moment, everyone saw two marines pushing a long cart with five white boxes. The loudspeakers started to sound again.
"The next phase of the tournament requires you to form teams of five people."
"In these boxes there are white balls with numbers. The five participants who draw the same number will form a team."
"On the Island of Ice and Fire, teams will compete against each other. Each member of the winning team will get ten points, and the participant who delivers the finishing blow to a defeated opponent will get an additional point."
"After forty rounds of fighting, individual scores will be calculated and the top hundred will advance to the final round."
"If multiple participants have the same score as the 100th place, elimination duels will be organized. Participants can choose whether or not to accept the challenge."
After the announcement was over, the deck fell into absolute silence. Everyone was staring intently at the other competitors.
The loudspeakers continued to give orders.
"Now please line up and come forward to draw your ball, then show your number to everyone."
The participants on the deck had no objection. They began to approach the boxes, taking out white balls and raising them high.
