Chapter 71: The Prisoner Escaped

Vivian was well aware of Garp's habit of beating up his own grandson.

If Ace weren't a pirate, subjected to harsh interrogation would be understandable. Otherwise, Garp wouldn't have just punched Vivian once.

Interestingly…

After Garp had a long private conversation with Ace, a few days later, Vivian, still bandaged, went to deliver food to Ace. Surprisingly, Ace had shaken off his previous gloom and was back to his carefree self.

Vivian was very curious about what the old man had said to Ace.

"Hey, want some wine?" Vivian pulled out a bottle of red wine from his pocket.

This made Ace, who was doing pull-ups, stop immediately.

This guy… bringing me food and now wine every day, is he trying a different method to get me to spill information? Like getting me to talk after drinking…

Unlike his brother Luffy, Ace was quite smart, though sometimes stubborn to a fault.

For example, in the Marineford War in the anime, even after being successfully rescued, he couldn't let Akainu's insults about Whitebeard slide, leading to his unnecessary death.

Vivian thought Ace was incredibly selfish, making the Whitebeard Pirates risk their lives for him, only to waste their efforts in the end.

Whitebeard had come prepared to die, yet in the end, they didn't save anyone and just lost another life.

If Vivian were Whitebeard, he'd be furious enough to rise from the grave.

Seeing Ace not responding, Vivian didn't bother to say more. He poured two glasses of wine, placing one at Ace's feet, and downed the other himself.

Max level brewing skills were no joke. The wine he casually made was far better than the most expensive wine he could buy at a tavern.

If I opened a tavern in the One Piece world with my brewing skills, how good would business be?

As for chain stores or a brewing company, Vivian didn't think much about it.

He wasn't into entrepreneurship in his previous life. Even with a lot of money, he'd rather buy property or save it in the bank.

"Opening a small tavern after retirement, selling wine and sipping a few glasses at the bar every day, sounds pretty nice."

Musing to himself, Vivian smacked his lips, already fantasizing about his retirement life decades later.

"Hey, got more? Another glass."

Meanwhile, Ace, who had also downed his glass, looked at Vivian.

"Yes, of course. I have other varieties too. Want to try?"

"Really?"

"Really."

"Let me taste them."

"If you want to drink, tell me what Vice Admiral Garp talked to you about a few days ago."

Ace: "…"

The air grew silent.

Ace put the glass back on the ground and beckoned Vivian closer.

Vivian leaned in, putting his ear near Ace's mouth.

"Guess."

Vivian: "…"

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…

"Chief Vivian."

"Good morning, Chief."

"What new game did you bring today?"

After playing Mahjong for more than half a month, although most people were fascinated by this novel game, playing it intensely for 18 hours a day would make anyone tired of it.

So, Vivian created a Monopoly-like board game based on famous islands from various seas.

"It's my turn to roll the dice!"

A female voice came from the monitoring room on the first floor above the sea.

"Six! Haha, Fish-Man Island is mine!"

Domino, holding several fake bills with denominations of 1 billion or 500 million Berries, shouted happily, "Hannyabal, you passed through my territory, you owe me 1 billion Berries in toll fees. Hurry up, pay up."

Hannyabal: "…"

A toll fee of 1 billion Berries? What kind of territory charges such a high toll fee?

It's scarier than robbery.

Although he thought this, he still reached for the remaining fake bills on the table and pulled out one worth 1 billion.

"Now it's my turn. With this roll, I'm going to buy Impel Down!"

Looking at the Impel Down icon on the map, Hannyabal rolled up his sleeves and declared confidently.

Joking aside, if he couldn't be the warden of Impel Down in real life, he could at least buy it in the game, right?

But just as he was about to roll the dice…

"Something's wrong! There's a prison break!!" a jailer monitoring the screens suddenly shouted.

"What?!" Hannyabal's dice flew out of his hand.

Vivian stepped forward quickly, moving closer to the monitor.

In the third underground level, the Starvation Hell, many prisoners had escaped from their cells and were slowly making their way towards the stairs to the third level entrance, sweating profusely in the heat.

Due to years of starvation, these prisoners looked like skin and bones, appearing extremely terrifying.

"What's going on?"

"Where did these guys get the keys?" Vivian asked.

The prison keys that Domino distributed were always with him. And these escapees were all wearing Seastone shackles, so it didn't look like they broke out of their cells.

So…

Vivian, Hannyabal, and Sadi looked at each other, all showing suspicious looks. After a while, they all turned their gaze to Domino, who was the only one with her head down and also had keys.

Domino: "…"

"I… I don't know, I didn't do it on purpose. I checked during my patrol this morning, the keys were still in my pocket. How did they disappear?"

She looked very aggrieved as she searched her pockets. When she found the keys missing, tears welled up under her sunglasses.

Letting prisoners escape not only meant losing several months' salary, but in more serious cases, it could even lead to dismissal from the military.

Just as Domino was about to cry…

[Option 1: Help Domino catch the escaped prisoners. (Reward: Random skill experience max)]

[Option 2: Continue watching the screen in the monitoring room. (Reward: Random basic attribute +1)]