After carefully reading through the stacks of information, Ya Erlin roughly constructed a map of the Grand Line's power distribution in his mind. Although he had never met some of the top figures, he had a rough idea and understanding of them. After that, he couldn't expect to complete the work of polishing these forces and figures in one go.
Intelligence is a very valuable and important resource. It is impossible for Crocodile not to understand this. Being able to provide Yarlin with this limited information has already shown enough sincerity. The subsequent intelligence collection and detailed information must be handed over to his own intelligence personnel to work.
After putting the information back into the cabinet, Ya Erlin looked at the sea map hanging on the wall. The Grand Line was an extremely strange sea. The natural weather, air currents, sea currents, and geomagnetism were all out of order on this sea route. It was a chaotic and disorderly state. Under such circumstances, it was very difficult to determine one's position on the sea, let alone find the surrounding islands. Only the magnetic field lines between the islands could guide and confirm one's position.
The Log Pointer made with this magnetic line can record the specific magnetism of each island and determine the course of progress, but there is also a problem based on this. That is, the route between the islands is a fixed line and cannot be deflected at will.
That is to say, starting from the initial entrance of the Grand Line, Lihua Mountain, there are a total of seven magnetic lines extending out. At the beginning, you can choose any one of them. Once you choose, you can only move forward from island to island. Finally, these seven lines will converge into a channel, and the final island, Raftel, is the terminus of the Grand Line.
In history, only the Pirate Ship led by the Pirate King, Gohr D. Roger, has reached that island.
It is like seven independent tracks. Except for a few special islands that can transit and change tracks, the other islands are connected by a single line and can't jump to other tracks. This is simply absurd and bizarre in Yarlin's inherent cognition. This means that the originally unimpeded sea seems to be blocked by a magnetic wall.
"But that doesn't exist for me. I only need to send out a sufficient number of reincarnations and have them set off along the seven sea routes starting from Mount Lihua. Then, they will disembark and station at the various islands one by one. That way, I can always accurately pinpoint the location of these islands."
Yarlin's lips curled into a cold smile. The shared location of the consciousness link between the members of the army transcended time and space. This was much more accurate and convenient than the so-called magnetic line recording. As long as Yarlin activated the link to capture the position of the transformed body, they would become the lighthouse guiding the way in the sea.
The one-way track for everyone had become a course node that could be arranged and combined at will by Yarlin. What did this mean?
Yarlin opened his five fingers and covered St. Austen Island, where Alabasta was located. His vision glanced at every island within the radius radiating from this point.
Ya Erlin let out a deep breath and glanced down. In the end, his gaze still fell on an island on the route to St. Austen — Magnetic Drum Island. He clenched his fist, and a black line seemed to be nailed to the map.
Magnetic Drum Island, a winter island shrouded in ice and snow all year round, and the country built on this winter island is the Magnetic Drum Kingdom. A country that has been attacked by the cold, and the difficult climate environment has made the people of this country struggle to survive. There is no animal husbandry, no farming industry, and all food can only rely on import trade. The neighboring St. Austen Island has always been a food importer for the Magnetic Drum Kingdom. However, now that Alabasta has fallen into chaos and turmoil, it naturally has no spare energy to take care of the people of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom.
In addition, not long ago, the Magnetic Drum Kingdom was attacked by the pirates led by Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach, and the tyrannical King Wapol actually led his trusted ministers and army to escape to the sea out of fear. He also formed the White Iron Pirates and became the leader of the White Iron Pirates.
The angry and desperate people looked at the burning and looting ruins and took this opportunity to overthrow Wapol's rule and rebuild their home and a new country on the frozen ruins.
"Wapol abandoned the Magnetic Drum Kingdom. He doesn't deserve to be a king. We will build a new country on these ruins." The former captain of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom's guard, Bolton, was also the only minister who stood on the side of the people during Wapol's reign. He stood among the angry people and roared: "Sooner or later, beautiful cherry blossoms will bloom again on the pale snow mountain, and all of this needs to be protected by our people."
"But what if Wapol comes back?"
"Yes, Wapol took away the army that was loyal to him, and once he hears that the pirates have left, he will most likely return to this land."
Bolton gritted his teeth and breathed out hot air from his nostrils. He raised his fist and roared: "I will not allow him to set foot on this land again. If he dares to come back, we will expel him forever, and we will build our own army …"
At the same time.
In the deserted port covered in ice and snow, a merchant ship with the logo of the Longshi Trading Company slowly docked at the shore. Tall and burly guards disembarked from the ship and walked towards the depths of the snow-covered island in two lines.
The valley surrounded by ice and snow was the coldest place in the entire Magnetic Drum Island. Few people came here, and at the entrance of the valley was a dense snow forest. Occasionally, some traces of animals could be seen hiding.
Crunch … Crunch …
Amidst the sound of footsteps, there were two rows of guards in black uniforms. Their high collars were sticking to the side of their cheeks. Occasionally, when they walked, they would reveal their fish-like cheeks. Their cold and indifferent eyes were faintly flickering with black lines.
The line suddenly stopped and spread out. After confirming that there were no signs of living people around, they formed a circle to guard the entrance of the valley. In the middle of the circle, a man in a black cloak lifted the brim of his hat and took off his white gloves, revealing a strange tattooed arm. Then, like stabbing into tofu, his entire arm took root and pierced into the ice.
"The third broodmother!"
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