boyutpedia Chapter 230: The Imminent Crisis!
Chapter 230: The Imminent Crisis!
Chen Ye's familiar joke ignited the suppressed emotions in the room.
After a brief moment of surprise, a burst of laughter erupted.
"Hahahaha!"
"As expected of Brother Chenye!"
"I knew it! Brother Chenye wouldn't let Brother Marco's hairstyle off the hook!"
Marco, standing to the side, also had a look of utter despair on his face and could only sigh, "This guy!"
The previous feelings of fear and despair were swept away by laughter.
All that remained was the joy of surviving a catastrophe.
The team leaders could no longer contain themselves and all rushed forward.
"Chen Ye, you've come back just in time!"
Diamond Jozu patted Chenye's back with his huge hand, his face filled with excitement and joy.
"If you don't come back soon, we really can't hold on any longer!"
Vista, the foil fencer, sheathed his sword, his usually elegant face now showing signs of embarrassment.
"Brother Chenye!"
"Captain Chenye!"
One heartfelt cry after another, a cacophony of voices.
Laughter and excited panting completely overwhelmed Chen Ye.
The joy of the reunion quickly spread, infecting everyone in the port.
They had so much to say and so many questions to ask.
Even the civilians who had just crawled back from the brink of death had relieved smiles on their faces.
Because they were saved!
However, amidst this jubilant commotion!
The white-bearded man raised a hand.
A simple action.
There were no words, no domineering presence.
But that giant hand, covered in scars and the marks of time, possesses an undeniable magic.
The port, which was bustling just a moment ago, became instantly silent.
The captains, who had been making a ruckus just moments before, immediately fell silent, and all eyes turned to their father.
His authority was etched into the very marrow of everyone.
A single action can command everything.
The white-bearded man's gaze slowly swept over the faces flushed with excitement, and over his sons whose hopes had been rekindled.
His eyes held a fatherly gentleness and pride.
But that gentleness didn't last long.
His gaze passed over his sons and finally landed in the distance.
The rain fell on the civilians who huddled in the corners of the ruins, clinging to their families, their faces still streaked with tears, their spirits shaken.
The smile on the white-bearded man's face faded.
Instead, there is a sense of heaviness and seriousness.
"Marco."
He spoke in a deep voice, not loud, but clearly carried throughout the entire port.
"We can talk about pleasantries later."
"Take your men and make arrangements to properly relocate the residents of this island to other safe islands within our territory."
The white-bearded man paused for a moment.
He then emphasized his words.
"They are all our family, and we must make sure they are taken care of."
family.
These two words are the foundation upon which the Whitebeard Pirates stand tall on the seas.
This is their core moral code, which distinguishes them from all other pirates.
Upon hearing this, Marco immediately wiped the smile off his face, and his expression turned very serious.
"Don't worry, Dad, leave it to me!"
Marco's eyes became incredibly firm, and he nodded heavily, his voice resounding.
Before he could finish speaking, Marco had already turned around.
He was no longer a joke partner.
He became the central brain of the Whitebeard Pirates.
"Jozu! Vista! You two are the most seriously injured, go to the ship for treatment first!"
"Izo! You'll lead the 16th Division and be responsible for counting the number of civilians and their family situations, especially the elderly and children; prioritize their registration!"
"Bramanco! Your pockets can hold a lot, go and collect all the usable supplies from those ruins!"
"Get everyone who can still move moving! Organize by each domain unit, search house to house, and make sure no survivor is missed!"
Commands were issued clearly and efficiently.
The team leaders, who were just immersed in the revelry, immediately restrained themselves and transformed into swift figures, rushing to their respective posts.
Several tens of seconds.
The scene instantly transformed from chaotic revelry into an orderly and busy large-scale rescue operation.
This is the Whitebeard Pirates.
You can celebrate the return of your family.
They can even instantly transform into an invincible army for the safety of their families.
Looking at the busy yet orderly scene before him, Whitebeard nodded with satisfaction.
He turned around, his tall figure blocking out the noise behind him.
He looked at Chen Ye, his voice returning to calm.
"If you have something to say, tell us back on the Moby Dick."
After saying that, he turned around first, took heavy steps, and walked towards the behemoth-like flagship at the end of the harbor.
His broad back exuded an undeniable decisiveness.
Chen Ye followed.
The two walked in silence, one in front of the other.
The surrounding pirates, whether they were members of Whitebeard's main crew or captains of his subordinate pirate groups, all consciously stepped aside, creating a wide path.
Their eyes were filled with awe and worship.
They watched as their "king" and "god" walked toward the giant ship that symbolized one of the pinnacles of this era.
The brightly lit Moby Dick was unusually quiet at this moment.
……
The Moby Dick, Captain's cabin.
In stark contrast to the orderly hustle and bustle outside, this place is almost too quiet.
A heavy atmosphere filled the air.
The dim light cast long, distorted shadows on the cold wooden walls.
The white-bearded man sat in his enormous seat, his hands clasped in front of him.
The enormous wine bowl, large enough to hold a small bathtub, was not where it should have been.
This tiny detail silently proclaimed something.
Until the immediate crisis is completely resolved, this maritime emperor, who is fond of drinking, has no intention of holding any celebrations.
Besides Whitebeard and Tatsuha, there were several other core squad leaders in the room.
Joz, Vista, and several other top executives who had completed their initial tasks were summoned here.
They were either standing or sitting, scattered throughout the captain's cabin.
But without exception, they all remained silent.
All eyes seemed to drift between the white-bearded man and Chen Ye.
They are waiting.
They waited for their father, or the man who had just returned in a miraculous manner, to break the heavy silence.
Time passed by, second by second.
The wick in the oil lamp occasionally emitted a soft crackling sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet room.
Finally, in the suffocating silence, Chen Ye spoke first.
His gaze was clear as he looked at the white-bearded man's serious face and asked a few seemingly personal, yet equally important, questions.
The sound was calm, yet it was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, instantly shattering all the stillness.
"Dad, how's that brat Ace doing these days?"
"Also, while I was away, did the Navy or the World Government provoke us?"