In the reception room,
After getting ready, Ron-sama walked in and saw Morgans, who had arrived early that morning, sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Seeing Ron-sama enter, Morgans immediately rushed over in surprise, finally seeing his long-lost old friend.
"Ron-sama, you look well. You're here and didn't even go back to see your brothers. Have you been entangled in a gentle embrace?" Morgans patted Ron-sama's shoulder, his tone carrying a hint of teasing, his eyes full of playful mockery.
"Don't talk nonsense." Ron-sama slapped away Morgans' arm, "What can't be said on TikTok that you have to risk exposure to come here?"
Morgans chuckled, his tone becoming serious: "I'm just afraid TikTok isn't safe. What if there's a leak or it's monitored?"
Ron-sama was speechless, muttering to himself: 'Can something from the System be monitored? Not even the System's mother could do that.'
But he still patiently explained: "Don't be ridiculous. You know this is my ability. How can a Devil Fruit ability be monitored?"
"Is that so?" Morgans looked at Ron-sama meaningfully. "Still trying to fool me? I'm not sure if that thing is an ability or not."
Ron-sama paused, then gave Morgans a deep look, secretly admiring his shrewdness. Indeed, he wasn't so easily fooled.
Before Ron-sama could speak, Morgans chuckled again, pulled Ron-sama to sit on the sofa, and declared solemnly:
"Brother Ron, you've done me a great favor. No matter what kind of technology this is, I'll follow you for the rest of my life."
His eyes showed sincerity, clearly full of trust in Ron-sama.
"Stop being so sappy. Get to the point."
Morgans then cut to the chase: "It's still about the phones."
"Other Underground Emperors saw the Revolutionary Army also start selling phones and make a fortune, so they all came to me, wanting a piece of the pie," he paused, then continued, "This kind of thing can't be explained in a few words, so it was very necessary for me to come here and discuss it with you in person."
Ron-sama nodded, understanding Morgans' concerns.
The phone business was indeed too big. If not handled well, it could easily lead to unnecessary trouble.
He pondered for a moment, then said: "Alright, you go ahead and tell me your thoughts, and we'll discuss it slowly."
"I think it's necessary to cooperate with other underground forces, and if we want to sell phones all over the world, the power these guys hold is unimaginable. Moreover, certain regions are controlled by them, and phones simply can't get in."
Upon hearing this,
Ron-sama also frowned. This should have been thought of earlier. After all, as the influence of phones grew, having a phone in hand had become a trend. Moreover, the price of phones was very cheap, and the profits were enormous. Anyone could see the business opportunity.
"This matter really needs to be discussed thoroughly."
Hancock, seeing that the two were about to discuss important matters, gracefully stood up. "Then this concubine will not disturb Ron-sama's discussion. I'll go check on the sales of the second and third orders." She elegantly turned and walked out of the reception room, gently closing the door.
Ron-sama nodded. After Hancock left, he motioned for Morgans to sit down. "What are your thoughts on the other five emperors? Or, simply put, who can we cooperate with and who cannot?"
Morgans smiled, clearly knowing Ron-sama would ask this. "The most important thing for phone sales right now is transportation. And the one who monopolizes the transportation lifeline of the entire Grand Line, known as Kibosen, the King of Deep Sea Currents, is our key partner."
"Kibosen, the King of Deep Sea Currents?" Ron-sama was not familiar with this person.
"That's right. Kibosen's fleet is all over the Four Seas, primarily responsible for transporting contraband such as weapons and slaves. If we cooperate with him, our phones can be transported in large quantities to the Four Seas for sale in a short amount of time!"
Morgans explained, a hint of excitement in his eyes. "Moreover, Kibosen's fleet is massive and highly efficient in transportation. He has enough capability to help us solve the transportation problem."
At this point, Morgans had to mention the Revolutionary Army,
"Speaking of the Revolutionary Army, although their influence spans the Four Seas, they are indeed not good at transporting goods. We've been cooperating for so long, and only a few million phones have been sold. This speed is really a bit slow."
Ron-sama also frowned. He had originally thought that by leveraging the Revolutionary Army's influence, he could quickly open up the market, but reality was not so good.
The user growth of TikTok was also not ideal. Even with the help of the Revolutionary Army, the number of users only increased by over ten million, totaling less than fifty million.
This was far from his anticipated "small goal."
"What are their conditions?" Ron-sama asked in a deep voice, knowing that Morgans must have already contacted them.
Morgans chuckled slyly: "How dare he have any conditions? We are the ones in control now; he's just a collaborator. Even if there are conditions, we're the ones who set them." He paused, then continued, "What's more, you don't need any cost to make phones. We're making pure profit!"
Ron-sama rolled his eyes at him. Who said making phones didn't require cost? Didn't it still cost one Belli?
However, he didn't dwell on this issue but asked about the other emperors: "What about the others? Who are they?"
Morgans was very familiar with these people: "Dufield, the Loan Shark King; Umit, the Warehouse King; Stussy, the Queen of the Pleasure District; and the most mysterious one, Dragon Pie Ackro, the Funeral Director King."
Hearing about the last one, the Funeral Director King, Ron-sama was stunned: "Funeral Director King? There's such a person?" He really couldn't connect "funeral home" with "emperor."
Morgans rolled his eyes at him, unsure if he was truly confused or just pretending: "You, as a Marine Vice Admiral, don't know of this person's existence?"
Ron-sama shook his head. He really didn't know about this.
When he was in the Marine before, he was only responsible for fighting and dealing with pirates. Why would he pay attention to things like funeral homes?
Seeing that Ron-sama was truly unaware, Morgans sighed slightly, a hint of helplessness on his face, but he quickly regained his composure and began to explain patiently:
"P. Ackro monopolizes the funeral industry across the Four Seas, and people call him the 'Soul Reaper.'
He primarily maintains his influence by handling corpses and destroying evidence, which is an extremely secretive yet crucial business in the dark underground world.
Moreover, as far as I know, he has also secretly cultivated a group of assassins, specifically to carry out some shady missions. But these are not the most important things; the most important thing is..."
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