Forced To Be A General, I Just Wanted To Retire

I’ll Treat Everyone to a Meal

Three days later.

Fortress G-3.

In a luxurious private room in the cafeteria, there was a big round table. At this time, it was already full of people, including the naval cadres of the Kuro faction.

On the round table, there was a huge copper pot. The bottom of the copper pot was hollowed out, and a copper pillar extended from it. There was a flame from it, and in the copper pot above, there was steaming red and white soup.

Beside the copper pot were all kinds of raw food.

The thin beast meat and fish fillets of the sea fish, the wild vegetables that are not famous, and the fungi that are not red umbrellas and white poles.

In front of everyone, there was a small plate with dipping sauce.

Everyone was looking at the steaming copper pot and did not speak because their master had not come.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Kuro walked in with Leda and Crowe. Thᴇ link to the origin of this information rᴇsts in novelenglish.net . Fɪre.net

Everyone stood up at this moment.

“Sit, sit…”

Kuro sat directly in the seat facing the door and pressed his palm a few times, indicating for them to sit down.

“Kuro, is this what you asked me to describe to Sister Stork?”

Leda sat next to him and bit her finger. Her little nose wrinkled twice and there was a faint drool. “It looks delicious.”

Kuro specially instructed Leda to explain to the radium, two soups of red and white, plus dishes that can be eaten once it is hot, and the prepared dipping sauce. Yes, that is hot pot.

He picked up a white napkin on the table and hung it around his neck skillfully before looking at everyone.

“As for me, I usually drink and smoke without burning my hair, and occasionally drink some tea. Today, I want to treat you to a meal in my hometown. First, you are all my closest cadres. The future of G-3 and the safety of the nearby sea is entrusted to you.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s expression…

Lida drooled at the hot pot and was guessing how to eat it.

Crowe pushed up his glasses as if he didn’t care much.

Ian, on the other hand, was sitting upright. She rarely heard Kuro speak, so she should listen, but she didn’t seem to understand.

Bintz did the same.

Donald was exploring the hot pot, thinking that he had seen something similar in Kano Country.

Sazel was lost in thought, wondering if he should make a move since the higher-ups had all been promoted.

Moore yawned there and heard not a word.

Fanny buried her head in writing experimental notes, and her whole body, even her face, was covered. Today, she has a certain control over the ability of the Plague Fruit and can come out to meet people.

Sturgeon … she couldn’t hear him.

Well, in short, no one listened carefully to their expressions except for two people…

“Mr. Kuro is too polite!”

Kaz stood up again and said excitedly, “It’s because of your good teaching! I, Kaz, used to be a small soldier in East Blue, but now I’m a Headquarters Brigadier General. It’s all thanks to your guidance that I can have today’s achievements and execute this ‘Tenacious Justice’!”

“Stop, stop, stop…”

Kuro waved his hand and said, “I haven’t finished.”

After gesturing for Kaz to sit down, Kuro cleared his throat and took out a cigar and lit it.

“Secondly, this is hot pot, one of the specialties of my hometown. I have to taste it, so today I will treat everyone to hot pot.”

“Third, I want to hear your suggestions on the overall situation of the sea and the development of G-3 in the future. Come, let’s talk while eating.”

As soon as Kuro finished speaking, Leda could not help but say, “Can we eat it?! How can we eat it? Is that soup for drinking?!”

“It’s not…”

Kuro picked up his chopsticks and picked up a very thin piece of meat. He scalded it in the red soup and then took it out and put it on Leda’s plate. He said, “It’s cooked like this and then you eat it with the dip.”

Leda picked up the meat on the plate, put it in the dipping sauce, and then stuffed it into her mouth. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she made a sound like a cat. Her chopsticks reached out like a shadow and she picked up the meat and stuffed it into the soup like Kuro.

“Then… I will speak first.”

Crowe stood up and picked up the plate in front of Kuro. As he picked up a few pieces of meat and stuffed them into the pot, he said, “I’m in charge of G-3 Internal Affairs and I’m not very clear about the cruise side, but the biggest spending recently, besides repairing the fortress, is Brigadier Kaz and Brigadier Wilbur. I think that on the one hand, we should reduce it a little.”

Before they came, Kuro had already given the order to quickly close G-3 while he was ‘injured’ and start his ‘retirement’ career.

But before that, he had to figure out the purpose of these people so that he could assign them tasks.

It will save the people of Momo wonder from completing inexplicable things, especially Kaz. This guy must figure it out for him.

But he couldn’t say this, so he could only ask Kro to do it for him. Now Kro’s words were a test.

How could he not know where this expenditure was?

Kuro himself accounts for a fifth of G-3’s expenditure. After the guns and cannons allocated by Headquarters were replaced, the old ones were all sent to him.

There was also a fifth of the profits that were divided by the other lieutenants of Fortress G-3, including Crowe himself.

This can’t be helped. The entire Marine has this habit. Kuro can’t change it even if he wants to. He has lived here for more than 20 years and has long been f*cking corrupted. When he was an officer in East Blue, he shared the benefits with others. Although he doesn’t lack money now, he doesn’t want his subordinates to have no food.

Salary is salary, welfare is welfare, it is not the same.

Besides, other than his own faction subordinates, there are also other lieutenants here. They are dividing the profits. Are his subordinates only taking dead salaries? How can they be his superiors?

In addition to maintaining a conscience, Kuro’s other ways of doing things are no different from warlords. This is the Marine of this world. There is no other way.

“Reduction?!”

Kaz frowned and looked at Crowe. “With all due respect, Brigadier Crowe, there is no way to reduce it now. Although many pirates have disappeared from the nearby sea, our Marine is not limited to this area of the sea. We should break into the New World’s chaotic area and catch those pirates in one fell swoop, so that the sea can be filled with justice!”

“That’s right! Brigadier Kaz is right! We should take advantage of the chaos of the New World and spread our justice in front!” Wilbur seconded.

Fine, these two are it.

“But I’m short of money recently…”

Crowe directly threw out the words that Kuro had predicted before and said: “We Marines, of course, follow the code of justice, but we have to combine it with the actual situation. Marine as a whole is accumulating strength and waiting for the results of the second half of the New World. We should not violate this, so now G-3’s code also needs to accumulate strength.”

“Why don’t the two of you change the way Mr. Kuro works with David and the one-stop special tourist route of Dressrosa also needs Marines. This is our own thing. Why don’t you go there and be a long-term escort?”