I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

31. I, Broly, dislike wasting things the most.

Morgans' fingers tapped the shutter, almost creating an afterimage.

He only looked up reluctantly when the film roll was almost empty.

He raised his hand to wipe the drool from his beak, his eyes flashing with an almost manic light. To be able to capture such a groundbreaking scene, even if this planet were to explode tomorrow, it would still be worth the price of admission!

Of course, this is somewhat of an exaggeration, but without a doubt, this set of photos will become the most explosive and mind-blowing headline news since the establishment of the World Government.

"Morgans, you bastard...aren't you afraid of dying?!"

Satan Saint's lower body was still slowly regenerating. The excruciating pain from the broken part caused his whole body to spasm, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted.

Upon hearing this, Morgans turned his head and revealed a sly smile: "Instead of worrying about me, Lord Five Elders, you should worry about yourself."

Twenty years later, the Five Elders wanted to stop him from publishing Wang Nika's photos, but the people they sent were sent back by Morgans.

Not to mention that Satan and his men are in such a state that they have no chance of frightening Morgans.

He may be a weakling when it comes to fighting, but when it comes to escaping, he's second to none.

"Lord Broly, over there—"

Tesoro's voice suddenly rang out, and he raised his hand and pointed towards the sea.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Kuja Pirates' Perfume Serpent coming through the waves. The two giant sea serpents that used to be coiled on the sides of the ship were now reduced to one barely clinging to the side of the ship.

Moreover, it bears many traces of battle left by artillery fire and sharp blades.

Morgans had just packed up his camera and was about to slip away when he caught sight of this scene and stopped in his tracks.

His eyes darted around, and the fire of gossip in his heart burned fiercely—how could the Kuja Pirates suddenly appear here?

No, we have to stay! This is another big news story that could blow the world away!

The Perfume Serpent quickly docked, the deck was lowered, and Torituma and Granny Za stepped off the ship one after the other, followed by female pirates who were escorting a burly, light-skinned fish-man.

"Lord Broly, Tom has delivered it to you."

Torritoma, who had already decided to follow Broly, knelt on one knee, speaking respectfully.

Little Hancock next to him pouted unhappily, her pink cheeks puffing up like buns.

She simply couldn't understand how her revered Lord Torritoma could willingly submit to a brat six years her junior.

Morgans' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he watched, his mind reeling—the Kuja Pirates… had actually become Broly's subordinates?!

It should be noted that since Toritoma succeeded Shakky as the Empress of Amazon Lily, the Kuja Pirates, though no longer at their peak, are still one of the most powerful forces in the first half of the Grand Line.

But now they're willing to serve a three-year-old as their master? That's utterly unbelievable!

But then I thought about it again. If Broly's story about his origins was true, then not only the Kuja Pirates, but even the top figures in the World Government would have to lick his shoes.

Oh wait, there are already a few kneeling here.

"It seems you've been through a tough battle."

Broly's gaze swept over the various wounds on the female pirates' bodies.

Grandma stepped forward, bowed, and explained, "Lord Broly, although the guards watching over Tom don't have top-tier combat power like generals or the Knights of God, they do have several high-ranking CP agents stationed there, so it did take some effort."

Before she could finish speaking, Grandma Za's gaze suddenly fixed on Broly's side, and her pupils contracted sharply.

Morgans was holding a notebook, his pen flying across the paper.

"Morgans?! What are you doing here?!"

Grandma's voice suddenly rose, filled with disbelief.

In the end, all the credit was given to Garp, who was hailed as a "naval hero." The person who started all of this was the reporter in front of us, who was just a young boy at the time!

Morgans chuckled awkwardly and put away his notebook: "Don't be so fierce, Gloria. I'm just here to interview Lord Broly."

He rubbed his hands together, his tone full of smugness, "Tomorrow morning, the news of the Five Elders' pathetic state and the Kuja Pirates' submission to Lord Broly will spread all over the world. But the most shocking thing... is Lord Broly's background."

"Background? What background?"

Upon hearing this, the female pirates of the Kuja Pirates all turned to look at him with curiosity.

Morgans' lips curled into a playful smile, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense: "Oh? You guys didn't know? No problem, anyway... the whole world will know tomorrow."

"What a pretentious bastard!" Granny spat inwardly, then remembered her business and quickly turned to Broly to report, "Lord Broly, although we successfully kidnapped Tom, those CP agents have requested assistance from the World Government. According to what we've heard, the Navy will soon dispatch an admiral-level force to hunt us down..."

"Understood, I will take action."

Broly waved his hand casually, his tone nonchalant, as if the approaching general was nothing more than a fly that could be swatted with a flick of the wrist.

He walked up to Tom.

The fish-man, hailed as the "world's greatest shipwright," looked up at the seemingly naive monster before him—a monster who had already stirred up monstrous waves across the world and had a bounty of ten billion Berries. He took several deep breaths to barely suppress the tremor in his heart and asked dryly, "What...what do you want with me?"

"I need you to build me a ship," Broly said bluntly.

"A ship?" Tom was stunned, and said subconsciously, "This island gathers the world's top shipbuilding craftsmen. Even without me, there are plenty of experts who can build top-notch ships..."

"No, no, no." Broly held up a finger and shook it gently. "The ship I want can only be built by the world's greatest shipwright. However, to build this ship, you alone are not enough. I need the strength of two other people, and then you two can work together. Before that... don't die."

After saying that, Broly clapped his hands, turned around and called out to the crowd, "Alright, it's rare to come to such a big city, go do whatever you want, you don't need to stay by my side all the time."

These words were like a pardon, and the female pirates of the Kuja Pirates cheered instantly.

Even though many of them had gone out to sea with Torritoma several times, this was their first time setting foot on such a bustling island. They were all so excited that their cheeks turned red, and they started discussing it all at once.

"I'm going to buy clothes! The dresses the women on the island were wearing were so beautiful!"

"That buffalo named Blue looks so interesting, I'll catch one and take it back to Amazon Lily to keep as a pet!"

"I want to rape men—!"

Someone shouted those words, and the female pirates around them fell silent for a moment, then their eyes lit up in unison.

Broly's lips twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

But upon further reflection, he quickly regained his composure.

After all, women also have physiological needs.

Not to mention these fierce female pirates.

He suddenly remembered the original setting—every time the Kuja Pirates returned from a voyage, many of the crew members would become pregnant. These children would become the new generation of citizens of Amazon Lily, and generation after generation, all the children born would be girls.

The female pirates' words suddenly gave Broly an idea.

He slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Satan, Maz Saint, and Grin Ancient Saint, who were trembling not far away.

"What...what do you want to do?!"

Feeling that mocking gaze, the three Celestial Dragons instantly felt a chill run down their spines, and a strong sense of foreboding shot from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

During the week that Broly had brought them here, Broly only tormented them with great enthusiasm for the first two days before getting bored and leaving them to be disposed of at will by the slaves led by Tesoro.

But those people were too weak. Even if they were cut ten thousand times, it wouldn't cause them any pain, as they were immortal.

But now, Broly's look... does it mean he wants to "take action" himself again?

Broly looked at their terrified expressions, then suddenly grinned, a smile that sent chills down one's spine:

"I, Broly, hate wasting things the most."

"I will eat every single grain of rice in the bowl."