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Time passed slowly, and Madara Uchiha's aura returned to normal. His expression remained unchanged, as if this was nothing to worry about at all.

"Gurararara," Whitebeard chuckled deeply, looking at Madara Uchiha with interest. "Mr. Madara, it seems you've made quite a bit of progress?"

Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes, and after a brief moment of thought, he said, "Edward Newgate, if you're really curious about my current strength, why not try it out on the day of the final battle?"

"I have no objection." The white-bearded man nodded frankly.

They exchanged a glance, then rose and stepped into the day of their decisive battle in the heavens. Of course, their battle was conducted in private mode and was not revealed to the public.

The Hall of Mist fell into a brief silence.

“This,” Ilya said, her face filled with disbelief, “they just looked at each other and then decided to fight each other.”

“Madara Uchiha was a ninja, and Whitebeard was a pirate! For them, taking a liking to each other is enough to justify a fight.” Tony Stark wasn’t surprised.

“What you said is fine,” Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at Tony Stark with a strange expression and muttered, “but why does the phrase ‘love at first sight’ feel... subtly a little off?”

Saeko Busujima gazed silently at the day of the decisive battle above her head. Suddenly, she spoke, her words resolute, "Dad... won't lose."

“Although I have faith in Grandpa Edward, he’s facing Madara Uchiha.” Huang Rong gave a wry smile. “If the two of them fight, the final outcome is really hard to say.”

Whitebeard was indeed powerful, but was Madara Uchiha weak?

Both are among the top tier of the council. Aside from Number Ten, exceptions like Boros, and cunning schemers like Aizen… no one can reliably defeat them. Their battle, ultimately decided, will most likely hinge on who makes the first mistake, who reveals the first weakness…

Saeko Busujima remained silent.

"Oh, right." Daigo suddenly remembered something, looked at Saeko Busujima with some curiosity, "Ms. Busujima, how's your world... lately?"

After a moment of silence, Saeko Busujima spoke in a low voice, "Reconstruction has begun! However, because the incident was so serious... the country I'm in is basically destroyed."

Amidst the surge of evil spirits, half of the native inhabitants of Japan have already perished.

The remaining residents... if it weren't for the continued blockade of Japan by foreign powers, they probably would have all fled long ago.

Even though countless evil creatures have been hunted down by council members, a small number still remain... not to mention, many cities in Japan have been completely reduced to ruins...

“However, this may not necessarily be a bad thing for you.” Conan suddenly spoke up, his expression very serious. “Ms. Busujima, you now control supernatural powers… If this were in a peaceful society, exposing it would inevitably trigger a huge backlash from the authorities.”

"However... you are now in a world that has just experienced a cataclysmic crisis, and their ability to accept supernatural power is extremely strong... You can teach them and easily become the progenitor of superpowers in this new era..."

Conan suddenly stopped talking. He thought of the situation in his own world, feeling both relieved and melancholic.

It's comforting to know that a peaceful world is wonderful... but it's depressing to think about how to spread one's extraordinary abilities in this world... that's something to despair about.

Conan has no intention of provoking the official forces operating under a stable order.

Su Han raised an eyebrow, then controlled Number Ten to ask a question in a completely calm voice, "I'm suddenly curious about something."

"Mr. Conan, how far along is your plan to revive the mythology?"

Conan Edogawa froze. Though somewhat unwilling, he still spoke, "...There's been absolutely no progress."

"Hmm?" Tony Stark's expression turned strange.

"Don't look at me like that," Conan explained helplessly. "I said before... the first step for me to step into the limelight and carry out the extraordinary revival is to become a master of the Navy Admiral level..."

"But right now, I can barely hold my own against a rear admiral... even though I worked so hard during the Training Month..."

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"Actually, a rear admiral's strength is already quite impressive," Zhang Sanfeng comforted him. "In your world, that kind of strength would make you invincible."

"If you are not a planned superhuman descent, you can already begin to challenge the strongest people in the world."

“Yes, but… if you really want to walk the path of the strongest in the world, then if you want the world to acknowledge your invincibility, you also need to control the power of the media.” Daigo Madoka suddenly thought of something and spoke up.

"After defeating each enemy, publicize it extensively... Combat and publicity, spending a lot of time, then one day, the world will recognize your invincible reputation."

"Then, while Conan became the world's number one fighter, he also became a media mogul?" Saeko Busujima pondered.

"So, that wasn't my plan at all." Conan looked speechlessly at the group of people in front of him.

“Isn’t this just talk?” Tony Stark chuckled. “After all, you still have time to take that path… Transcendence is very dangerous… and judging by your current rate of progress, you won’t be able to ascend to that level anytime soon.”

“I…” Conan choked, but shook his head, his gaze quickly becoming resolute.

He also has the flaws that intelligent people have: he is extremely confident in himself and stubborn. Once he chooses a path, he will stubbornly stick to it.

No problem if there are difficulties; isn't his intelligence specifically designed to solve problems?

“Actually,” Saeko Busujima thought for a moment and continued, “if Mr. Conan really wants to be on par with the Admirals in the shortest time, he can simply recognize Daddy as his father. That way, Daddy will naturally give you his full support, and you might even be able to obtain a few powerful Devil Fruits.”

"Although Logia-type Devil Fruits are rare, even my father might not be able to obtain one... but Paramecia-types are relatively easier. If you get a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit with great potential, and then develop it with your own scientific knowledge, it's not difficult to rival an Admiral."

After watching One Piece: Pirate Star, Saeko Busujima's first impression was... there are so many illiterate people in the One Piece world.

With modern education and a little imagination, many seemingly useless Devil Fruits can be developed into extremely terrifying abilities...

"If I were to betray my country for the sake of a Devil Fruit, what difference would there be between me and Blackbeard?" Conan rolled his eyes, dismissing the idea with disdain.

Su Han's lips twitched. Whitebeard, the pirate? This is truly recognizing a thief as one's father...

Saeko Busujima wanted to say something more, but in the end she sighed and swallowed all her words.

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