Chapter 201 Destination Zou
Brett had no particular thoughts about Tesoro rigging the selection process, choosing Apoo as the Longarm tribe's candidate before the talent show had even begun planning.
After all, Tesoro was organizing the entire talent show—what was wrong with pre-selecting the winner?
He was just surprised by Tesoro's creative thinking. Having someone with Apoo's appearance become an idol was truly quite imaginative.
But on second thought, this guy's ability was indeed very suitable for the stage.
He didn't even need any instruments—he could produce beautiful music with just his body alone.
He could even create various dazzling effects without any technological enhancement.
Having such talent for stardom was indeed quite fitting.
So what was Apoo's reaction to this?
The guy was already nodding his head like a pecking chicken. "Yes, yes, of course I'm willing!"
Brett could clearly hear that he had no idea what awaited him—he was just desperately trying to avoid punishment.
Right.
This guy was also very good at reading the wind.
Seeing Kaido's power was strong, he joined the Beasts Pirates to help Kaido scheme against Kid and Hawkins.
During the Onigashima battle, seeing the Beasts Pirates about to collapse, he quickly chose betrayal.
Apoo was just that kind of opportunist—even worse than Hawkins.
Though Hawkins similarly chose to surrender to Kaido, even after calculating Kaido would fail, he didn't choose to betray again.
Normally, such a person would be absolutely unsuitable as a subordinate, but Tesoro only wanted to form an idol group, so it didn't matter.
So Brett said nothing, just watched quietly. He was actually somewhat expectant—what could Apoo achieve?
Or rather, did people in this world care about appearances?
You had to know that Tesoro was actually quite a handsome guy. His ability to become this popular probably had his face playing quite an important role.
"Hahahaha, very good!"
Tesoro laughed heartily, then looked at Brett. "Hey Brett, why are you still grabbing him? Mr. Apoo will be an important figure going forward!"
Brett casually released Apoo. The Longarm troublemaker breathed a genuine sigh of relief.
"Alright, alright, no need to be afraid anymore, Mr. Apoo."
Then Tesoro warmly helped Apoo up, smiling as he dusted off his clothes. "Now let's have a good chat about the talent show."
Apoo swallowed hard, his eyes full of confusion about the unknown.
What would he become next?
He found it hard to imagine.
However, Apoo soon understood that what awaited him seemed much better than he'd imagined.
"Become a star?"
Apoo's eyes lit up again.
The situation didn't seem as bad as he'd imagined.
"I'll make you famous worldwide, Mr. Apoo!"
Tesoro enthusiastically patted Apoo's shoulder, looking like a creepy uncle luring children.
Famous worldwide?
That actually sounded pretty good.
Apoo's expression gradually became somewhat yearning.
Over the next two days, Brett and Tesoro toured this country's beautiful scenery under the personal guidance of the king.
Meanwhile, Tesoro was also giving Apoo some pre-employment training.
Then this Longarm tribe journey finally came to an end.
"No need to see us off further."
At the port, Brett and Tesoro had boarded their ship and were making final farewells to the friends who'd come to see them off.
"Wait for my good news. I'll bring more ethnic groups into our alliance."
Brett made this promise to the king.
"Of course!"
The king looked expectant. "If it's you, then you'll definitely succeed!"
"Also, Mr. Apoo." Tesoro also spoke earnestly to Apoo, who'd come to see them off. "Don't neglect practicing your professional skills. To be a superstar, you must have outstanding qualities."
"Abababababa."
Apoo was no longer panicked. He said cheerfully, "Leave it to me!"
He'd had many in-depth conversations with the big boss over these two days and found there really wasn't much to fear.
Rather, this might be a great opportunity.
Then it was time to leave.
Amid the waving farewells of the Longarm nobles, ministers, and citizens at the port, the ship carrying Brett and Tesoro quickly set sail, pulled by Sea Kings.
There were still many places to visit.
"Next target: the Longleg tribe!"
Just as Brett and Tesoro's minority ethnic group tour was going smoothly, at Mariejois, Pangaea Castle.
The Five Elders, who closely monitored all movements on the seas, finally received word.
"What are those two up to?"
Saint Saturn frowned. "After the Longarms, they went to the Longlegs!"
"We've already sent people to investigate."
Saint Mars said calmly. "The latest news is that Tesoro seems to want to hold a talent show among all minority ethnic groups, then form an idol group."
"Idol group?"
Saint Ju Peter looked completely baffled. "So is Tesoro really transitioning to the entertainment industry?"
"But what about Brett?" Saint Nusjuro asked gravely. "If that's all it is, he wouldn't need to accompany him the entire time."
"As for that guy..."
Saint Mars paused. "He seems to want to unite all minority ethnic groups and form an alliance."
"What?"
Saint Saturn exclaimed. "Fish-Man Island is already troublesome enough. If he really succeeds in this, the situation will become even more troublesome. After all, the giants are certainly one of his targets too!"
"So what should we do?"
Saint Mars said. "Should we stop them? But how? Most of CP0's main force is out searching for the Revolutionary Army."
The Five Elders fell somewhat silent.
Right—Brett had chosen to act at a very troublesome time.
"We can't continue tolerating that guy! The Dyna Stone investigation can't stop. If it's proven Brett is involved, we can't allow him to continue existing in this world!"
Saint Nusjuro spoke passionately. "Even if we ultimately find he's unrelated to this matter, we must still discipline him! That guy's combat power is indeed quite important to the government, but precisely because of this, we can't let him escape government control!"
"Let's set the time for this Reverie!"
Meanwhile, time gradually passed. At a certain island's port.
"Safe travels, Lord Brett! Lord Tesoro!"
People with long necks were bidding farewell to Brett and Tesoro.
After the Longarms, Brett and Tesoro had successively visited the Longlegs and Snakenecks, with results similar to the Longarms.
These two races that faced rejection in this world only hesitated briefly after Brett's invitation before choosing to join the alliance.
Tesoro's talent show plans naturally proceeded smoothly too, though he hadn't found seed contestants like Apoo in these two countries—he'd have to conduct proper talent shows.
"Smooth! Smoother than expected!"
After leaving the Snakenecks, Tesoro laughed heartily. "So next—"
"It's Zou, right?" Brett said.
"Exactly!"
Tesoro said with a smile. "A country existing on an elephant's back—just revealing this country's existence to the seas will cause a sensation!"
"I can hardly wait!"
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