ONE PIECE: THE GREAT VOYAGE

At that time, banning the World Government or changing the broadcast signal encryption would be enough—it would all be over!

This would buy Caesar some more time.

After all, the television broadcasting system was originally his creation.

He undoubtedly had absolute control over its operation, though he couldn't prevent others from attempting to crack or even replicate it.

In short, while the other party might gain the ability to broadcast freely, people worldwide had long been accustomed to tuning into the Middle Kingdom's TV channels.

Besides, Caesar didn't believe they could produce better content than him.

Television technology and signal transmission were only part of the equation.

The real competition lay in the content itself.

To dominate the media, one had to capture people's attention and appeal to their preferences.

The film and television industry in this world had only just begun.

Meanwhile, Caesar had brought with him an entire lifetime's worth of experience. How could the World Government possibly compete? What did they have to challenge him with?

Drama? Movies? TV series? Documentaries? News broadcasts? Comedy sketches?

Dozens of genres—Caesar could create whatever he pleased and dictate the content millions of viewers would consume daily.

And the World Government?

Their research and decryption efforts were undoubtedly aimed at breaking Caesar's media monopoly and reasserting control over public opinion.

They understood the immense influence of this new medium.

If they allowed Caesar to maintain sole control over it, they would be left utterly passive in the information war.

Yet, they had overlooked the logistical challenges.

Even if they cracked the system and launched their own network, how would they distribute it?

How many of the world's billions had already purchased Caesar's televisions? For those people, as long as their devices remained functional, why would they switch?

Even if the government successfully rolled out their version, market competition would fragment the audience.

What programs would they even use to attract viewers?

News?

Did they really think Caesar had neglected to establish a news network?

Of course not—he had planned for that from the beginning.

Now, as the undisputed king of television, he only needed to dictate and curate content.

All these factors would hinder the World Government's plans, delaying their ability to compete with him.

After all, according to his own accounts, television itself was a product of his previous world's technological advancements. No one in this world understood it better than him.

Thinking of this, Caesar smirked, tossed the intelligence report aside, and picked up another document.

He couldn't afford to waste time worrying about this.

He had more pressing matters—he needed Devil Fruits for the children.

Currently, he had only three top-tier Devil Fruits in his possession.

One was the Zushi Zushi no Mi, a Paramecia-type that granted control over gravity.

Another was the Mythical Zoan: Human-Human Fruit, Model: Asura, granting its user a fearsome multi-armed war god form.

The third, acquired recently, was a Logia-type Hurricane Fruit, which bestowed control over violent winds.

Now, with Effiete pregnant, the demand for more Devil Fruits had only grown—he was still two short.

Top-tier Devil Fruits were incredibly rare. The intervals between finding them were unpredictable.

Moreover, Caesar lacked solid intelligence on where to find the best ones.

However, a few months ago, he had acquired another Logia-type fruit—the Numa Numa no Mi.

Yes, the same fruit that belonged to "Wet-Haired" Caribou in the original timeline.

It allowed the user to turn into and control a bottomless swamp, storing objects and people inside their body.

But Caesar had no intention of giving this to any of the children.

Despite its classification as a Logia, he found its abilities lackluster—hardly superior to certain powerful Paramecia.

Among Logia Fruits, it was undoubtedly on the lower end of the spectrum.

Thus, Caesar decisively designated it as a reward for one of his subordinates.

For an ordinary person, it was still a tremendous power boost. There was no need for him to hoard it.

Compared to the high-caliber Paramecia and Zoan Fruits he had distributed, this Logia was far less valuable.

"Hm?"

As he flipped through the documents, Caesar suddenly paused.

One report noted the arrival of a new crew member aboard Gol D. Roger's ship—Crocus.

"So, Roger has realized he's sick," Caesar mused.

A terminal illness—uncurable.

He was seeking to prolong his life, at least until his journey to Laugh Tale was complete.

Caesar's memory instantly recalled Crocus—the ship's doctor, personally recruited by Roger.

He wasn't known for his combat prowess, but his medical skills were unparalleled.

Otherwise, Roger—doomed by disease—wouldn't have survived long enough to reach the Final Island.

This information was crucial.

Since Roger now knew about his condition, he would accelerate his journey.

That meant he was one step closer to conquering the Grand Line, reaching Laugh Tale, and earning the title of Pirate King.

A new era was approaching.

"What a shame. If he didn't have to die, he might have been a valuable ally in the future."

Caesar muttered under his breath.

He deeply regretted Roger's impending death.

Since their fateful encounter, they had come to respect one another—a mutual admiration between strong-willed men.

Had things played out differently, they could have forged an enduring connection.

Though Caesar had long anticipated Roger's demise, he hadn't expected it to feel so… soon.

He flipped through a few more pages.

Then he stopped again.

"So… he's been born?"

The document displayed an image of Kozuki Oden cradling a newborn child.

Caesar's expression darkened in disgust.

Momonosuke.

That little brat had to die—Caesar's hatred for him ran deep.

To Caesar, Momonosuke was nothing more than a lecherous, cowardly pest. Hardly worth his attention.

However, he did find interest in Kozuki Toki, the boy's mother.

She was a woman from the Void Century, possessing a Time-Time Fruit that allowed her to send people into the future.

Time-based abilities were exceedingly rare, making her fruit particularly fascinating.

He suddenly felt the urge to check on the Devil Fruit Experimentation Project he had tasked his scientists with.

"I'll have to visit that lab soon."

He pushed the document aside and moved on to the next report.

Then—

"Oh?"

Caesar's hand froze mid-turn.

"What's this? So many surprises today?"

A smirk crept onto his face as he read the report.

It was about Kaido.

Caesar hadn't heard much about him recently.

The report suggested that in Wano Country, Kaido might have fathered a child.

The child's name was confirmed—Yamato.

Caesar knew instantly that it was true.

He had a distinct memory of Yamato—Kaido's rebellious offspring, who would later idolize Oden.

More importantly, this report hinted at Kaido's plans—likely the beginning of his dominion over Wano, his seizure of Onigashima, and the exploitation of Wano's resources.

For now, though, this was just an educated guess.

Caesar wasn't entirely sure of Kaido's current power level, but he had no doubt—if they fought again today, Kaido still wouldn't be able to defeat him.

Analyzing the intelligence, one thing was clear—

Kaido was trying to build an empire.

Like Charlotte Linlin.

Like Caesar himself.

Caesar chuckled.

Whether Kaido succeeded or not wasn't his concern.

At this moment, he was far more interested in Yamato than Kaido.

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