From a Pirate to a Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 213 Kevin: I can also sacrifice
[I don't have permission to change the chapter name]

[Going to Marijoa for questioning here doesn't mean you will die, it's just a gamble, I just have this awareness, the severity of the situation is not a matter of life and death. If you don't dare to gamble, your will will collapse.]

"East Sea Taiqila Wolf, exposed."

Just one sentence was enough to make Vegapunk stop what he was doing.

After letting the cloud database make a record, Vegapunk walked out of the test subject who had not been out for five consecutive days.

In the lounge area, the robot brought a cup of coffee.

Quinn, who was drinking red bean soup, was stunned when he saw Vegapunk: "Long time no see, Vegapunk, can't you bear it today? Do you want some exciting music? It can make you full of energy again."

Vegapunk reached out and tapped the headset he was wearing to silence the person.

"I don't know the specific situation of the family members, Taiqila Wolf... This place is indeed very suitable for development. But if it is exposed... How much is it?"

In the headset, a woman's voice replied: "One hundred and twelve people, this is the number of people that the CP agency has confirmed the identity of the Taijira Wolf Revolutionary Army. In fact, the priority of investigating the Revolutionary Army has been raised to the highest level not long ago."

"The investigation of the Revolutionary Army has always been led by Spandine and three other people. But this time, the higher-ups don't seem to trust Spandine, so they've entrusted the preparatory work to me."

"So the list of members of the East Sea Taijira Wolf Revolutionary Army only appeared in my hands now."

"Also... this arrest operation did not involve too many high-end combat forces, and judging from the cloaked man's mobility, the navy is likely to be involved in the operation."

Vegapunk looked solemn. After thinking for a moment, he glanced at Quinn beside him and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Stussy. I will be ready."

[Note: Stussy's clone should be from the original MADS, because Vegapunk's clone said that she had been lurking for more than 20 years, and it was completely accidental that she was undercover in the World Government during that time.]

[In addition: Weevil is indeed Newgate's son by blood, and Stussy's original body, Miss Barkin, should have stolen Whitebeard's genes. She is a miscellaneous member of MADS. ]

After a brief conversation, the voice in the headset hung up.

Vegapunk sighed.

Quinn, who was standing by, tried to stare at him with his small eyes: "You actually have a source of intelligence from the World Government? You have basically never left the institute, how did you develop this?"

Vegapunk glanced at him and said, "You don't need to know."

Quinn choked and stood up with his hands on his hips. "I am the second-in-command of the institute, okay? And I passed the assessment of my ideological course, so why can't I know?"

Vegapunk's tone remained unhurried. After taking a sip of coffee, he replied, "Because you don't rank high in either combat power or scientific research. So even if I tell you, it won't be of any help."

Vegapunk blew away the hot steam from his coffee, drank it all in one gulp, and then stood up and walked towards the vacuum tube.

Since the headquarters moved to Sky Island, the collection and production of rock salt crystals have never stopped. After the arrival of the giant mechanical soldiers, the scope of the research institute has been continuously expanded.

The vacuum tube is a means of transportation that facilitates commuting within the institute.

After getting on the hovercraft, Vegapunk was still thinking about the information from Stussy and the explanation he needed to give to Dragon later.

The appearance of Stussy itself was the product of the discovery of the bloodline factor. At that time, not only Stussy, but also Miss Bakin, who was a miscellaneous member and Stussy's original body, brought a sample.

And the clone Stussy... by chance, became a member of CP0 and also had a place in the underground world: the Queen of Happy Street.

Although there is this woman who is undercover in CP and can be completely trusted, not much information related to home has been sent back so far.

The reason is that everyone in the CP organization also has their own responsibilities. As the queen of Happy Street, Stussy is not responsible for the investigation of the Revolutionary Army.

This time, she was asked to take over because Spandine, who was also a member of CP0, was under suspicion.

"Spandine..."

Vegapunk murmured the name, and after thinking for a while, he still didn't understand the key. He decided to report the original information to Dragon without changing it.

Scientific research is his main job. As for strategy and the emergency evacuation of the members of the Taikira Wolf, these are what Dorag needs to do.

Soon, Vegapunk arrived at Dragon's office.

Dorag, who was on the phone, looked up with a look of surprise, then paused his work after resolving the issue in the North Sea.

"You rarely come to me on your own initiative."

Dorag said as he stood up and made a cup of coffee for Old Bei: "Is there any progress in the energy project?"

Vegapunk blew some hot air and said, "Although the preparations have been completed before this, the specific analysis and reverse engineering cannot be completed in a short time, even if I am a genius."

At this point, Vegapunk paused and said, "You should know about the research on cloning, right? When I first discovered the bloodline factor in the MADS organization in Baltimore, this research made a breakthrough, and the subsequent test subject No. 1 was a perfect success."

Dragon nodded and waited quietly for Vegapunk's next move.

Professional matters should be left to professionals. He does not understand scientific research, so do not interrupt the scientific researcher's narration easily at this time. This is respect and self-knowledge.

Vegapunk continued, "The prototype of Test Subject No. 1 was provided by a former member of the Rocks Pirates. After the God Valley incident, the Rocks Pirates disbanded, and this woman also joined MADS and became a handyman."

"In fact, I knew from the beginning that her intentions were unclear, and this was later confirmed. She used Whitebeard's genes as a blueprint and made a semi-finished product."

"As for the successful test subject No. 1, I gave her freedom. However, the fundamental principle given by her bloodline factor made it impossible for her to find her goal."

"Later, by chance, she joined the World Government and became a member of CP0."

Having said that, Vegapunk looked up and made eye contact with Dragon, only to find that there was nothing strange about him.

Seeing this, Drago had to speak up: "Sir once said that robots can be used as weapons, but clones with humanity cannot be used as weapons, let alone as objects."

"The research direction of bloodline factors can be external equipment, but the moral bottom line cannot be crossed, because that would be a more serious disaster for the world than the Celestial Dragons."

"MADS was founded even earlier than the Revolutionary Army, so you don't have to mind it, Doctor. But after that, Doctor should be clear about... the moral bottom line."

Vegapunk nodded slightly.

"I understand. So even if I get Borsalino's blood and the bear cooperating in my research, my development direction is still mechanical intelligent weapons."

"The other thing I want to talk about is... the information we just received. Stussy... the successful test subject No. 1 sent back information that 112 members of the Tekila Wolf family have been confirmed, and the World Government is about to start arresting them with CP leading the team and the Navy supporting them."

Afterwards, Vegapunk recounted the information that Stussy had brought one by one. The name Spandine made Dorag's pupils shrink instantly.

Vegapunk was unaware of Kevin's true identity, nor was he aware of Spandine's importance in the initial development of the Revolutionary Army.

Apart from other things, before the formation of the current special channel, basically 60% of the maritime trade relied on the Spandine route.

For a moment, Dorag frowned and thought for a long time.

Spandine, who was originally in charge of investigating one of the revolutionary armies, was suddenly no longer trusted, causing the operation to be transferred to Stussy, and the information also reached Vegapunk.

At the same time, the World Government did not mobilize high-end combat power for this action, and it is speculated that there will be support from the navy.

Arrests to prepare for...

Kevin accepted Mary Joa's questioning today...

With the support of the navy, 112 members of the revolutionary army were arrested...

For a moment, all the information connected into one thread in Dorag's mind.

The office was quiet for a long time.

Even after Vegapunk finished his coffee, Dorag still closed his eyes in deep thought, which made Old Bei frown.

"Time is short. I think you can ask the gentleman to come back, or just ask him to leave and have all the members of the Taiqila Wolf evacuate."

Dragon opened his eyes and looked at Vegapunk opposite him: "Doctor... do you think that on the path we are working towards, there are necessary sacrifices?"

Necessary sacrifice?
Vegapunk's face darkened slightly: "Drago, the master said: There is no noble or humble life!"

It's this sentence again...

Dorag rubbed his forehead and said, "What if this sacrifice can save Sir from danger?"

Now it was Vegapunk's turn to be stunned.

gentlemen……

To the Revolutionary Army, Mr. Spark's importance is self-evident.

The core of the entire revolutionary army's ideology and the original blueprint were proposed by Mr. Mao. Mr. Mao has been busy all along and is irreplaceable in the development of the revolutionary army.

If...But...

Even after eating the bug-like Brain-Brain Fruit and adding the huge capacity of the cloud processor, Vegapunk still felt that he was unable to make a decision.

Through ideological education, he learned that power should not exist in the revolutionary army, and that it is inappropriate to ask members to make so-called reasonable sacrifices.

But the importance...

"Huh...I will make a decision."

Dragon's words interrupted Vegapunk's thoughts.

I want to say something more, but I feel like it would be redundant to say anything.

Each of them wants to change the world and is determined to do so.

It is true that everyone's importance is bound to be different on the great road, but standing on such a commanding height, asking peers to make reasonable sacrifices is not in line with the core of thought.

"call……"

Vegapunk sighed, stood up and said, "Dragon, no one and nothing can compare to the ideology we have always been determined to uphold. This is the core of the Revolutionary Army and the fundamental reason why everyone can unite."

Dorag closed his eyes again: "I know."

Vegapunk then left the office.

The moment the door was closed, Dorag called the bear's comms: "Come to the headquarters, it's important."

……

Meanwhile, in the East China Sea, the Taiqila Wolf.

As a country on a bridge, the people of this country have been on the bridge from birth to death.

From the beginning to the end of building this bridge, there was no day of completion and no hope of survival.

All along, member nations that paid Heavenly Gold would be protected by the World Government and could seek support from the Navy if they were invaded by pirates.

As for non-member countries, after being unable to pay the high sky gold, they have to face not only pirates, but also naval plunder.

In addition, if the number of slaves building the cross-sea bridge on the Taiqila Wolf decreases, these countries will be the best source of slaves.

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, an elderly figure fell to the ground.

The back was torn by the whip, with skin torn and blood dripping.

After falling to the ground, he struggled to get up, but was unable to complete such a simple action.

Not far away, a little girl had tears in her eyes and wanted to rush out but was held tightly by her father who was also crying.

If you go out... you will die.

These supervisors don't care about their lives. They have to bear all the injuries by themselves. It doesn't matter if they die, because more people will be caught here and become part of this kingdom on the bridge. "Old man, if you can't stand up and continue to work, then you have lost your value."

The supervisor holding the whip laughed like a cat playing with a mouse: "If you lose your value, then there is no point in living, right?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The old man coughed violently, and when he spread out his hands, a handful of black blood appeared in his palms.

He raised his head slightly and took one last look at his granddaughter. In his eyes there was not only reluctance but also pity and regret.

The country on the bridge will be their future, it will be their entire future world.

And such a world, a world where life is worse than death, how cruel is it for a child?
"Boom."

After his pupils dilated, the old man’s arms that were supporting his upper body lost strength, and he fell heavily to the ground, losing his breath.

"He died of boredom. It's really boring. I wanted to play for a while longer."

The supervisor walked up, grabbed the old man by the scruff of the neck, and threw him off the bridge.

This scene made the man holding the girl's eyes burst into tears and his whole body tremble, but he suppressed his grief and covered his daughter's eyes with one hand.

If I fight to the death, there will be no one to take care of my daughter.

In this place, he has seen too many things happen to children without support...

The overseer, with one hand on the flintlock at his waist, turned around, looked directly at the man, and said with a smile: "So that was your father just now? Why didn't you rush over? If you rushed over..."

"Shh!"

The whip whizzed past, leaving a huge wound on the man's face.

Blood was dripping and the man did not scream in severe pain. He just protected his daughter tightly to prevent her from being hit by the whip.

"That way I can win 100,000 Baileys, you bastard! Slave! Why don't you rush over? Why!"

Amid the angry voices, the whip kept swinging.

The man was beaten and curled up on the ground, but he still held his daughter tightly without a single scream.

All around, the numb slaves were still working. Except for the dozen or so new slaves who had just been brought here, no one even looked here.

"Hahaha... Black Dog, you lost again today. When you finish supervising these lowly people, remember to pay them when you get back!"

"Give me money, give me money! The supply ship is arriving tonight, I want to have a good night!"

"So what do you want to buy? The magical potion that can make you evolve from a small reptile to a big reptile? Hahahaha..."

"Today I want the most beautiful one. Please save the fresh water for me! It will be fun only if it is washed clean..."

……

The supervisor who vents his own desires wantonly also belongs to the bottom of the world on the sea.

But here, they seem to be high and mighty and can do whatever they want.

The world's ideological education has always been lacking a lot of things. The most basic three outlooks are not formed, and there is no moral bottom line either.

When the weak suddenly gain power and learn that they will not be punished no matter what they do to the weaker ones, the darkness in human nature will erupt.

Of course, this doesn't represent everything.

But this is also one of the reasons why newcomers must pass the ideological course assessment before joining the revolutionary army.

"Boom."

There was a low gunshot, so quiet that it was even drowned out by their noise.

Until the supervisor wielded the whip and broke his entire wrist.

"Ah...uh!"

As soon as the scream sounded, a sandbag the size of a fist was thrown into his mouth, blocking the scream.

Seeing this, the group of supervisors who were watching the show on the side suddenly panicked and hurriedly looked around for the enemy with guns raised.

One of them was about to sound the alarm, but was shot in the wrist and shattered.

At this time, a woman wearing sexy clothes and sunglasses walked out from behind the tent in the accommodation area in the distance.

Carrying a flag, the bright red color has flames on it, floating in the wind like a fire.

"If you can't even survive, why not resist?"

Belo Beti looked at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground, bleeding from the whipping on his back.

"Great fatherly love. But if that's all, you should know what the future of this child will be like, right?"

The intense pain made the man tremble all over. He stood up with difficulty and looked at his daughter.

"Dad? Dad!"

The girl who barely managed to save the man felt the wetness in her hands, and when she saw the blood, she collapsed, crying and shouting to vent her fear.

Grandpa has passed away, and she knows the meaning of death because people die here every day.

Now...is my only relative also going to die?
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just... hurt, that's all."

At this time, a supervisor tried to secretly activate the alarm device again, but before he could do anything, a bullet flew through the air.

"boom!"

Gravel flew up from the rocks and cut his face directly.

Belo Beti looked at him and said, "Please don't do anything unnecessary. Just like what you said just now, you didn't die immediately because you still have value. But... if you move around, it will lose its value."

As soon as the words came out, all the supervisors raised their hands at the same time and stood still.

The presence of snipers makes them aware of whose hands their lives are in.

Belo Betty sighed.

As expected, this area was the most persecuted, and it was also the area where ordinary members could not complete the initial recovery of their minds.

In this way, she, the commander of the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army, would personally go out to carry out the liberation operation in this area.

The next moment, Belobeti waved the flag in his hand and the ability of the fruit was activated.

"So you want your descendants to be buried here? So you think if you don't resist, you will be released one day?"

"The construction of such bridges has lasted for seven hundred years. In the future, your children, and your children's children, will have the same fate!"

"Are you...willing?"

In an instant, under the physical consumption of Belobeti, the laborers affected by the ability of the fruit felt the strength and courage surging in their bodies.

At the same time, the voice and words of Belo Beti, who was at the center of everyone's attention, really made them start thinking.

Really...are you willing?

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter.

If I don't resist, can the child really survive?
"Take up your weapons!"

"There is no distinction between high and low in life. You are not slaves, you are human beings! People with thoughts, who can think and act!"

"We just want to live, such a simple dream. If they don't let us live, then we will unite and beat them into the dust!"

"No one is born to be high and mighty! No one is born to be as lowly as an ant!"

"If there is no justice in this world, then we ourselves are our own justice!"

"In order to prevent future generations from suffering such humiliation, our only way out is to fight to the end!"

……

"Bang!"

A hammer was picked up by the middle-aged man.

At the same time, the pupils of those people around with confused eyes now had new looks in their eyes.

One after another, people picked up their weapons.

There are hammers, chisels, and even wooden sticks.

"We...are not slaves..."

"We are human beings..."

"For future generations... so that children will not have to suffer this humiliation again."

"Resist, fight..."

Amidst the murmurings all around, everyone finally picked up their weapons.

Even the little girl was holding a stone knife at this moment.

Belo Beti waved the flag and pointed at the surrendering overseers: "Now, kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man walked over first, holding the hammer tightly in his hand.

"Asshole! What do you want to do?"

"Don't you want to live? You want to die?"

The ones scolding the man were the overseers who had their hands raised, still thinking they could save the situation.

Just as one of them touched the gun at his waist, a bullet fired again, directly shattering his other wrist.

Before he could even scream, a sandbag appeared and suffocated the scream.

At the same time, the middle-aged man walked up to the man who had just beaten his father to death.

"what!!!"

With a roar like a wild beast, he swung the hammer and smashed it down.

He hit her hard, roaring and venting his anger.

I can still clearly hear my wife's voice asking me to take good care of the children when she left.

He had been holding back that kind of pain for far too long.

……

(End of this chapter)