The sea was still surging, the wind whipping up waves, displaying its ruthlessness and majesty as always.
However, only those who truly lived in this world could feel the change hidden beneath the storm.
The world was truly changing.
The World Government's failure was like a boulder thrown into a lake, the ripples spreading throughout the world.
Those Celestial Dragons, who were once high above, could no longer use the invisible chain of 'Heavenly Tribute' to bind the royal families of various countries.
In the past, countries that had to pay tribute to the World Government every year had to squeeze their own people, extracting their last bit of value, just to scrape together that exorbitant tribute.
But now, this shackle had finally been broken.
In a certain kingdom that once depended on the World Government, the royal palace was deathly silent.
The king sat on his throne, his face pale, the scepter in his hand trembling slightly.
He had already heard the news—the World Government had been overthrown, and the Celestial Dragons could no longer command the seas.
And his army, which originally relied on the protection of the World Government, had now lost its reason to suppress the people.
Outside the palace, a surging crowd gathered, armed civilians approaching like a tide.
Their eyes held anger, hatred, and the burning hope.
"We are no longer afraid!"
"The World Government no longer exists, we don't need to bow down to you vampires anymore!"
Some people held torches high, some waved crude weapons, their roars shook the heavens and echoed in the city for a long time.
The king's legs trembled, and he watched his once loyal soldiers, who were now standing among the angry crowd.
He finally realized that he could no longer use the 'World Government' to scare his people.
"...This is impossible..."
He muttered to himself, covered in cold sweat.
But, reality had already happened.
The people who could only curse the rulers in a low voice in the dark were now daring to face the throne that oppressed them, daring to take up arms for freedom, daring to fight for a future that truly belonged to them.
Revolution, like a prairie fire, was gradually spreading throughout the world.
The other end of the world - Hope and confusion
On those islands that were not directly oppressed, changes were also quietly taking place.
Without the burden of 'Heavenly Tribute', merchants were surprised to find that their income was no longer plundered, the price of food was not so high, trade began to recover, and the economies of various countries were slowly recovering.
"Really... don't have to pay 'Heavenly Tribute' anymore?"
A captain stood by the pier, looking at the ledger in his hand, and muttered to himself.
In the past, he had to hand over 30% of his income to the kingdom every year, and the kingdom would then offer most of it to the World Government.
Now, all of this had finally stopped.
His first mate patted him on the shoulder and laughed:
"What? You're not still thinking about sending money to the Celestial Dragons, are you? Haha, they can't control us anymore!"
The people on the pier were talking about it, and there was a long-lost ease in their words.
"If the Celestial Dragons no longer rule this world, then will the future be better?"
"Yeah... can we finally live a freer life?"
However, not everyone could immediately accept this change.
In some corners, confusion and unease also existed.
Those who once relied on the World Government were feeling panicked about the loss of protection.
Those who had been instilled with the idea that "the World Government is absolute justice" since childhood were now in the fear of the collapse of their beliefs.
"Without the World Government, how will this world operate?"
"If there are no Celestial Dragons, will our king fall? Will there be greater wars?"
Some people began to fear, some began to doubt, and some began to try to find new answers.
The New Navy and the Navy became the new maintainers of order in this world, but they were facing a world that was being reshaped.
In the New Navy's fleet command center, Jin An quietly listened to intelligence from various places, his eyes calm and far-reaching.
"People are starting to rebel..."
An intelligence officer reported,
"Many countries have taken up arms against the kings and nobles who once depended on the World Government."
"Some places have overthrown the old regime."
Another intelligence officer added,
"But some places have fallen into turmoil, and the unorganized people are suffering even greater hardships."
Jin An did not respond immediately, his eyes fell on the world map.
The collapse of the World Government did not mean that the world immediately ushered in peace.
On the contrary, the contradictions that were originally suppressed had now completely exploded.
If a new order could not be established as soon as possible, then the world might fall into a longer period of chaos.
"Our responsibility is far from over."
Jin An said in a low voice, his voice steady and firm.
He slowly raised his head, looked at the generals present, his eyes sharp as knives:
"The rule of the World Government is over, but our battle has just begun."
"What we have to do is not just defeat the enemy."
"We must rebuild this world, so that everyone no longer needs to look up to the banner of a 'World Government', but can truly live freely in this sea."
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
All the New Navy generals straightened their backs, and new light ignited in their eyes.
In the New Navy's command room, the air was heavy, and the intelligence on the screen was rapidly updating, each item carrying heavy pressure.
Jin An stood in front of the large map, his hands behind his back, staring at the sea area that was constantly changing as the operation progressed.
Although the battle situation had not completely subsided, the hope of victory was already in sight.
He suddenly turned around, his eyes swept over the generals standing beside him—their faces were full of fatigue, but there was no sign of wavering.
"This battle is not for us personally, but for the future of this world."
Jin An's voice was low, but clear and powerful, he knew that every word he said was shaking the hearts of every listener.
The adjutant next to the table looked at the mountain of information in front of him, his brows furrowed, and his fingers kept tapping on the table, as if this action could relieve the anxiety in his heart.
It wasn't until Jin An's words fell that he raised his head, his eyes flashing with a firm light.
"We can't let these pirates continue to run rampant, and we can't let them continue to exploit the innocent."
The adjutant's tone was firm and unquestionable,
"For this goal, we are fearless."
The surrounding generals nodded one after another. Although they were exhausted, under the leadership of Jin An, an immortal flame had already been ignited in everyone's hearts.
This was a battle concerning the future, to allow countless silent people to no longer succumb to violence and fear, but to enjoy freedom and dignity.
"We will keep going until the world changes."
A general patted the table next to him, his voice hoarse, but with an unprecedented determination,
"Even if there are more challenges ahead, no matter how high the mountains and how long the rivers, we will never retreat."
The storm outside howled, and the waves on the sea beat against the sides of the ship, making bursts of rumbling.
However, everyone in the command room was focused and determined.
No one here mentioned fatigue, and no one questioned the next choice, because they all knew—they were a whole, a whole fighting for a common ideal.
"Let's go, keep moving forward!"
Jin An suddenly spoke, his voice containing unparalleled power,
"No matter what is ahead, it can't stop us from moving forward.
We are on the side of justice, as long as we have a goal in our hearts, no difficulty can stop us!"
