Meanwhile,
On an unnamed island, a huge pirate ship, the Red Force, was quietly docked, its skull and crossbones pirate flag fluttering in the wind.
On the island, the Red Hair Pirates were holding a grand banquet that had been going on for many days.
Their captain, Shanks, was sitting with the man holding the black blade, Hawkeye Mihawk, seemingly having endless topics to discuss.
"Hey, Mihawk, stop playing with your phone all the time. What's so good about TikTok? It's just women wiggling around. Makino is much kinder and more dignified."
Shanks picked up two large mugs of beer, shoved one into Mihawk's hand, forcibly clinked glasses with him, and then chugged it down.
Mihawk, exposed by Shanks in front of so many people, showed no anger, but instead laughed heartily and drained his beer.
After all, they had known each other for many years and were long accustomed to each other's "pranks."
Then, Shanks picked up another mug of beer and handed it to Mihawk. As Mihawk took it, he said with a smile, "I say, Mihawk, what's the point of staring at your phone all day? With that effort, you could place a couple of orders in Makino's little yellow cart. My beer is almost gone."
"Hmph!"
Seeing Shanks' shameless expression, Mihawk directly turned his pockets inside out, showing an expression of "I don't have a single penny," and complained:
"You scoundrel, first you tricked me into following Makino, then you made me place orders in her little yellow cart every day. Now I don't have a single penny left in my pocket."
Shanks acted as if he hadn't heard Mihawk's complaint, continuing to laugh heartily, clinking his mug and saying, "Oh, Mihawk, we've been old friends for so long. Stop talking, just drink!"
"Hmph!"
Although Mihawk grumbled, he still took the mug and clinked glasses with Shanks.
The two continued to drink mug after mug, as if they could never get drunk.
The surrounding pirates were also infected by their atmosphere and joined in the revelry.
Just then,
Lucci ran over, his fat belly jiggling, holding his phone, his expression full of surprise, and shouted loudly, "Boss, Boss, look! Luffy has posted another video!"
"What? More news about Luffy?" A hint of surprise flashed in Shanks' eyes. He immediately put down his mug and snatched the phone Lucci handed him.
When he saw Luffy in the video shouting at the Marine, loudly proclaiming that he would become the Pirate King, Shanks could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, looking up at the sky.
Even Mihawk, who was beside him, couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of helplessness on his face.
He had never quite understood why Shanks would stake everything on this young boy.
In his opinion, Luffy hadn't shown anything out of the ordinary; he was just a passionate and impulsive teenager.
"That's Luffy for you! Anyone who provokes him gets a good scolding, hahahaha." Yasopp, who was nearby, also laughed and chimed in, adding, "These kids have no combat power, not even as strong as low-ranking pirates, but their follower count has long surpassed ours by several times."
Benn was sitting not far away, not looking up, just continuing to diligently wipe his revolver, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Hearing Yasopp's words, he said coldly, "What's the use of that? It's just a form of entertainment."
"No way, Benn, you weren't like that last night when you were watching Xin'er's live stream." Lucci immediately teased, his voice carrying a hint of mischief, and his eyes full of slyness.
Yasopp also shook his head, his tone laced with a touch of sarcasm: "You know, it's so good to save some money normally, then you can buy your own phone and not have to mooch off others."
Benn's face flushed slightly, he snorted coldly, and no longer paid attention to the others.
He had always had no interest in money, which was something everyone on the ship knew.
So naturally, he didn't have the money to buy a phone right away.
Moreover, they disdained asking others for help with buying a phone, which resulted in almost everyone on the ship having a phone except for Benn, though it seemed he had started saving money recently.
...
Meanwhile,
On the balcony of Marineford, the sunlight fell upon two Marine generals, making the scene exceptionally tranquil.
Garp and Sengoku lay side by side on rattan chairs, enjoying this rare leisure time, with the sunlight filtering through the balcony railings, casting mottled light and shadow on them.
Sengoku's goat stood not far away, leisurely grazing on weeds, occasionally looking up with gentle eyes at its owner, then at Garp.
Garp looked at the goat and suddenly said, "I say, Sengoku, what kind of grass can't your goat eat that you have to specially order grass for it from the Grass Kingdom's TikTok little yellow cart?"
Sengoku snorted coldly: "You're no different. You used to buy senbei in bags, but ever since they had a group-buying event, your storeroom must be almost overflowing, right?"
Garp's eyebrows raised slightly, a hint of surprise on his face: "You know about that?"
He had originally thought his secret hoarding was unknown to anyone, but he hadn't expected Sengoku to discover it.
"I am Sengoku, the Fleet Admiral officially certified by TikTok, a big blogger with hundreds of thousands of followers. Is there anything I don't know?" Sengoku said indifferently, without even lifting his eyelids.
Ever since he registered a TikTok account, his inbox was constantly flooded with private messages every day, and the notification sound almost never stopped.
These private messages were varied, either complaining about a certain Captain or grumbling about a certain Vice Admiral.
And there were also many "informers," such as which Captain carelessly threw trash, or which Vice Admiral urinated or defecated in public.
Such information made it difficult for him not to know.
Sometimes, he even felt like he was managing a large "TikTok Complaint Center."
However, it was precisely this seemingly trivial information that made his management work simpler.
He no longer needed to hold routine morning meetings every day but instead directly published messages on TikTok.
Problems that could be solved were solved immediately;
If they couldn't be solved, he would try his best to find a solution.
This efficient communication method made the entire Marine's management more flexible and convenient.
Even the remote Marine branches had all followed him and joined the fan groups he created.
They would report any developments to him immediately.
If a few words couldn't explain it clearly, they would start a video call or record a video to explain.
As a result, the overall efficiency of the Marine's operations also increased significantly.