Chapter 592: Creating the World

The New Fishman Island has been filled with excitement.
The news of victory has spread throughout the entire island, and all the fellow islanders now know that Brother Brett and his companions have emerged victorious in this war.
The world is about to embrace a great change, and everything that was once a long-awaited dream is finally coming towards them.
Amidst this jubilant atmosphere, there is a quiet coffee shop.
Brett stands quietly behind the counter, brewing coffee.
His technique is already very skillful, and the enticing aroma has begun to permeate this coffee shop.
Sherry sat on the chair behind the front table of the bar, with her right hand supporting her chin, quietly watching Brett.
The lighting in the café was soft and dim, complementing the current tranquility, creating an atmosphere of peace and relaxation, even making one feel a bit drowsy.
"Give it a try, I'm very confident."
Brett placed the coffee in front of Sherry and sat across from her, looking at her with great confidence. "No one understands Sherry's taste better than me, are you ready to taste this most delicious coffee?"
There is simply no need to add anything else, this is already the most delicious.
"Is that so?"
Shirley smiled and picked up the coffee. "Then I must taste it properly."
She took a sip.
"And then?"
Brett looked at her with anticipation, hoping to get her response.
Miss Charlotte didn't say anything, just silently took another sip.
Brett was already smiling. Reply: What is Miss Charlotte's response to Brett's anticipation?
He stretched lazily, leaning back in the chair, his head tilted upwards as if it had snapped, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
He remained silent, and a calm atmosphere settled in the coffee shop.
The only sound that can be heard is the soft sound of Shali swallowing.
直到咖啡杯放在桌上的那有些清脆的声音响起之后，布莱特才低下头来，
"The war is over, you know."
He smiled and said, "We defeated Imam and the World Government, the dream that generations have longed for is now within reach."
"So..."
A captivating smile appeared on Xia Li's pale face, and her cheeks grew slightly rosy. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"So,..."
Brett parted his lips, "It's the time we previously agreed upon -"
"Brett!"
The café's door was suddenly pushed open by someone, and Taizolo hurriedly walked in.
Brett turned his head angrily to look at this guy.
At this crucial moment, what are you doing here, you jerk?
He walked towards Charley, who was looking at him in astonishment, nodded as a greeting, and then anxiously said, "It's no longer a leisurely time to drink coffee here. Mr. Zefa and the others have already started arguing!"
Brett twitched at the corner of his mouth and said, "Then let them argue a little longer."
"What a joke!"
Taisol grabbed Brett's wrist and said, "We have finally won the war, conquered the whole world after much difficulty. Now is the most crucial time. How can you be lazy and hide here?"
"Only you can mediate between them, hurry up and come with me!"
It's really a headache.
As you also said, after finally winning the victory, can't I just rest for a while?
"Go, Brett."
Sherry suddenly spoke up, "It's not over yet, is it? You still have things to do."
Brett pursed his lips, then reluctantly nodded.
So let's go and take care of the final matter first.
It is still nighttime, but inside the temporary building of the Immigration Bureau headquarters on New Fishman Island's shore, a spacious conference room is bustling with activity.
"No way! I absolutely disagree!"
Durog pounded the table with his hand, shouting loudly, "I absolutely cannot accept those kings retaining power over the country even after we have changed this world!"
On the other side of the table, his old father, Marshal Kapp, with his snowy white hair, raised his voice even louder, "Are those kings renowned for their benevolence also going to be punished? They haven't done anything wrong in this war!"
Many of them were even highly regarded by the people, even before the war!
Because they are punished simply for being born as kings, where is the justice in that?！！
"What we are engaged in is a revolution, not a game of house! Marshal Capu!"
Dora shouted her father's name, "I had my hesitations too, but after learning about the history of the Bika people, I have become firm in my belief!"
"This world doesn't need kings or nobles! No one should have a superior position based solely on their bloodline inheritance!"
The commander of the revolutionary army waved his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly blew through the enclosed meeting room. "One's position should be determined by talent, not lineage!"
“所以他们到底做错了什么！”
卡普元帅也拍桌子，“明明还在努力的让自己的国家变得繁荣富强，但是却要因为他们的血统就夺取他们的一切，多拉格，你小子不是也在依靠血统就来决定用什么手段来对付他们吗！”
Dorag's mouth twitched.
This stubborn old man is really obstinate!
Why can't he understand such a simple truth?
"Let's put that question aside for now and focus on the real important matter!"
Mr. Zefa also felt a headache about the dispute between the two. He didn't know who to agree with for a moment, so he decided to compromise.
"Since it has been decided to form a coalition government, let's now divide the responsibilities!"
"What's there to talk about?"
Marshal Capu said matter-of-factly, "Our navy should naturally continue to be the maritime forces of the new government and work towards upholding justice in the world, just like before!"
"What a joke!"
Mr. Zefa's forehead twitched, "To become the navy of the new era, it should be our neo-navy!"
What right do these mere newcomers have to speak so arrogantly?
"Ah? There's absolutely no way I can agree to this!"
Marshal Kapu turned his head in opposition.
We can't just give up being naval officers, can we?
"If you still want to be part of the navy, why not join us?" Mr. Zefa asserted with great determination.
This is what I want to say! Zefa, you old man, isn't it time for you to come back?
Now it's Dolage's turn to have a headache.
He feels that these two elders are somewhat stubborn.
Since everyone wants to join the navy, why not merge the two teams together? After all, the neo navy has already been split from the original navy.
This conference to create a new government is unlikely to go smoothly.
Dorag sighed.
But it's only at this moment.
"Since the debate is endless, then let me say a few words!"
The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in confidently.
Dora quickly smiled.
The backbone has arrived.