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[Ding, log update!]
[The host uses his ability to turn CP0 Captain Graeme into one of his own, and plans for Muzan Kibutsuji to undergo CP training in an attempt to make him the new captain, aiming to control the entire CP department. This move will help complete task two and can award 500 experience points.]
Early the next morning.
Akira had just opened his sleepy eyes when a notification from the system rang in his mind.
"The reward came at this time?"
"It seems everything went well with Graeme last night, and the Five Elders didn't notice anything."
Akira stretched.
To be honest, he had been worried before.
After all, the Five Elders and Im are incredibly mysterious. Even though the ability of "Over" is at a mythical level, there's no guarantee they can't detect it.
Fortunately, since the omnipotent system issued the reward, it not only means Graeme successfully deceived them, but also that Akira's plan is 100% successful.
"Time to get up and go to work."
Akira threw off the blanket, gently moved Stella's hand from his chest, got out of bed, put on fresh clothes, and headed toward the dining room.
He deliberately let Stella sleep in. After all, not everyone could keep up after spending a night with his inhuman body.
"Waa waa waa..."
As he walked, the powerful cries of a child reached his ears, adding some vitality to the usually quiet Fleet Admiral's mansion.
Akira paused for a moment, then headed toward Rouge's room.
Time flew by like sand in an hourglass.
After Akira finished playing with little Ace, he grabbed a quick breakfast and made his way to the Marine office building.
"Good morning, Fleet Admiral!"
"Morning, Fleet Admiral!"
As Akira passed, many soldiers respectfully greeted him along the way. He soon arrived at the Fleet Admiral's office.
"Good morning, Fleet Admiral."
Vergo, who was always early, immediately stood up to greet him.
Akira nodded slightly, took his seat, and sat down.
Lighting a cigar, he crossed his legs and picked up the newspaper.
Another day of easygoing duties began.
The Marine organization is highly complex and powerful. As long as there's no world-threatening crisis, a Fleet Admiral like Akira enjoys plenty of freedom.
After a quick glance through the day's newspaper, a messenger arrived with several documents requiring his approval.
Akira picked them up and, with practiced ease, signed off on them swiftly before having the messenger deliver them to the staff headquarters.
Once the day's work was done, the Fleet Admiral's office fell into a quiet calm once again.
Only the soft sound of the cigar burning could be heard.
It was clear.
For Muzan to successfully take control of the entire CP, it had to become even stronger. Akira believed the Five Elders would welcome this development.
"They won't be as cautious or wary of CP as they are of the Marines."
"Secondly, my strength still needs to improve," Akira mused to himself. "There's no need to waste time on these daily routines."
'...'
Akira narrowed his eyes slightly, his focus shifting to the stone door standing quietly in the depths of his mind.
"I need a lot of physical strength to train in more powerful worlds and bring capable people over here," he thought.
"Though my transformation ability can't recreate someone as powerful as Aizen, what if I enter those worlds myself? I could bring people back or even learn spiritual energy and wield a Zanpakutō."
"By then, completing the ultimate mission should be no problem."
Akira's thoughts raced. The conditions weren't quite right yet for a direct confrontation with the Five Elders. Declaring war recklessly would likely lead to failure.
Even if he upgraded all of his abilities to their peak, Akira still doubted his chances of victory. After all, the Five Elders were no ordinary beings—they were ancient monsters who had lived for 800 years. If even a pig could become formidable with that much time, imagine what a human could achieve.
To complete the ultimate mission, Akira realized the safest approach would be to enter a higher-level world, learn powerful new abilities, and return to dominate on his own terms.
As for the second task—making the Five Elders powerless to retaliate in public—the key was revealing the secrets of the Poneglyphs and raising the flag of his Army across all kingdoms. Once the CP stopped obeying their commands and they were forced to rely solely on the Marines, it should provoke a public outburst that would leave the Elders exposed.
"Physical strength!" Akira's fingertips tapped rhythmically on the table. "I wonder if that stone door can only absorb my physical strength or if it can draw from others as well?"
He licked his lips.
If the stone door had restrictions, he'd have to pour in his own energy slowly, but if there were no limitations, the potential would be enormous. He could use the physical strength of countless powerful individuals, turning them into his personal energy reserves.
"Let's test it."
Without hesitation, Akira slapped the table and stood up. He casually left behind a doppelganger to handle his work, while he set off to experiment with his theory.