From a Pirate to a Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 77 Changed Destiny
"Ace...Ace."

"Hahaha! Remember, Ace, from now on you can only call that guy an old bastard. Never call him grandpa, okay?"

"That old bastard wanted to raise my seniority out of thin air. What a nice thought!"

"You actually want to train my son to be a marine? You're such a jerk!"

Roger, cursing, held little Ace in his arms and poked him with his beard made of ashes from time to time.

The child cried loudly when he felt pain, and I pulled out a few of them, turning them into ashes.

Lu Jiu on the side looked at the father and son helplessly, and when her eyes fell on the wisp of ash, she couldn't help but sigh.

The soul revived and borrowed a body. Although it was a blessing to be able to see his lover again, a body with cracks on its face was not a living body after all.

"It's okay, Luju."

Roger turned around and grinned: "I am already very satisfied to see you again and to see our son being born."

Lu Jiu placed the small toy in Ace's arms, which helped to stop the little guy's loud crying.

"It was thanks to Mr. Garp when we were in the South Sea. If it weren't for him, Ace and I might have been discovered by the World Government."

Roger smiled and replied: "Although he has been fighting for half his life, the old man is still very reliable at the critical moment. However..."

At this point, Roger's eyes were serious.

"You can't tell him about my presence, do you understand?"

In the South China Sea incident, after Mr. Xiao's revolutionary army spread the information, although Garp took Luju to avoid the encirclement in the first time, Roger knew very well what kind of person Garp was.

If he dies, Lu Jiu and Ace will be protected by him. But if he is still alive, then Garp's choice will change, and Mr. Xiao will also face the greatest investigation from the World Government.

The resurrection of the dead would seriously challenge the nerves of that group of people.

You have to know that your current state is not the kind of zombie created by the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, but rather you are immortal and able to use Haki, and your physical strength can be infinitely restored to a certain extent.

Those people on Marijoa would never allow such a resurrection state to exist.

"I see."

Lu Jiu looked at Roger: "He has already completed a circle around the world. The words on the execution platform ushered in the Great Pirate Era. To them, the dead Roger is the Pirate King, and he will not be allowed to live."

As the wife of the Pirate King, the woman who was able to delay the pregnancy to twenty months was never a naive person.

Ace fell asleep soon after.

Lu Jiu took it and brought it back to the room. After settling it down, she returned to the living room and sat down next to Roger.

"Is there any way to get out?"

"nothing now."

"Is that so? Do you think the future will be that person's era?"

Roger laughed, looked at Lu Jiu's profile and said, "You are still so smart. I obviously didn't tell you anything."

Lu Jiu closed her eyes quietly: "I don't know what you said about Raftelur, nor do I know who resurrected you with this ability. But I know your character. It is not something you would do to start a great pirate era without a purpose."

"After you were executed, the number of times I was robbed by pirates in the South China Sea and now the East China Sea, whether in non-member countries or member countries, has more than doubled."

"The member states can ask for support from the navy, but too many people have died in non-member states. You have always made it a rule not to attack civilians, so you must have your own purpose for saying that."

Roger put his arm around Lu Jiu's shoulders and said, "The world has been silent for too long, eight hundred years. I just wanted to see that kind of future. Before this, I thought I was born too early, but now maybe fate has changed."

"The one who resurrected you?"

Lu Jiu's tone was still predictable: "So that's why you didn't try to get out of this, right? How could someone like you be willing to be controlled?"

Roger's beard twitched. "The young master is very mysterious. Both the person and his ability are mysterious. If it were me in the past, I would not accept such a resurrection even if I died, but my era has passed since Rogue Town."

As he spoke, Roger looked towards the bedroom, where his son Ace was sleeping soundly.

"The future belongs to them. If the young master succeeds, then Ace will be an outstanding adventurer. If he fails... then twenty years in the future, Ace will inherit my will."

Roger clenched his fist.

As long as I am here, my son will never be led astray by that old bastard Garp.

The Pirate King's son joins the navy?

How can it be?

The Adventure King and the second generation Pirate King can only be like this!

As night fell, Roger, who didn't need to sleep, just lay beside Lu Jiu with his eyes closed.

However, he suddenly opened his eyes in the middle of the night and then walked out of the door cautiously.

After he left, Lu Jiu in the bedroom also woke up, sighed, turned over and went back to sleep.

……

"Even if it's vacation, you wouldn't take it like this, right? What's going on? Are you not going to work?"

Kevin, who was wearing a mask, questioned unhappily, but seeing that Roger was still smiling, he had no choice but to use his trump card.

"Give me back the two million Baileys I gave you in advance. You want to get paid without working? You are dreaming!"

Roger pushed Kevin's hand back with a smug look on his face. "Weren't we just waiting for that old bastard Garp to leave? I just met with Dragon and the others. I attended all the classes I was supposed to attend, and I got full marks in the ideological class."

Kevin snorted coldly: "That old bastard Cap didn't leave many Baileys, right? Your child needs to be fed, your wife needs to take care of the baby, and you are an illegal resident who can't show your face. If you don't go to work, are you waiting to starve to death?"

"Don't mention your ideological lessons to me. This body doesn't affect your observation Haki. With the ability to listen to the voices of all things, you can see the essence of these things."

Roger coughed twice.

"Don't be so blunt... The core idea of ​​the Revolutionary Army is still very good. At least as far as I know, nearly 60% of the people have mastered the Armament Haki, right?"

At this point, Roger was about to change the subject. He took out a bounty from his bounty and unfolded it: "Young Master is very powerful. The crime is attempting to destroy the world. His code name is Cloak Man, and his appearance is unknown. The initial bounty is 830 million Baileys, and it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies. Hahaha!"

Kevin already knew about this bounty in Marinford. Logically, the two Celestial Dragons should be worth more than this little money.

But you have to know that during this period, there was no inflation in Bailey, and Whitebeard's bounty had not yet been raised.

In addition, the crime of killing two celestial dragons cannot be brought to light.

Glancing at the bounty warrant, Kevin sighed and looked towards the cabin where Roger came out of.

It seems that my existence has changed the childhood of a supporting character.

With his parents by his side and the guidance of Pirate King Roger, Ace's future will be completely different from what it was before. Having experienced death once, Roger obviously thinks that he is a man of the old times, just like Whitebeard during the war at the top.

Only in this way can the two ties of Windmill Village prevent him from going out to cause trouble.

Under such circumstances, he probably wouldn't be happy to be asked to guard the Sabaody Archipelago again. He originally thought that since the old man Rayleigh was there, the two of them could live together in their old age.

"Then I can only assign you another task."

Kevin looked at Roger and said, "The training plan for the East China Sea Spark will be arranged by Ginny, the commander of the East China Army of the Revolutionary Army. The mission scope is in the East China Sea."

Roger was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands on his hips and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I have the best grades in ideological classes. No problem!"

Kevin sighed, "As long as you don't cause any trouble, you'll be lucky. When Cap comes back, you have to hide. Remember to wear a mask when you go out!"

"Also, the Goa Kingdom, to which Windmill Village belongs, is a member of the World Government. The collection of Heavenly Gold will pass through here. I need you to pay attention to the time of collection of Heavenly Gold."

Roger: "Are you planning to rob the gold from the sky, young sir?"

Kevin replied: "After the Heavenly Gold is collected, the World Government will be responsible for escorting it safely. There will be no problem of collecting it again after it is hijacked. As for their escort force, there is basically no problem."

Kevin handed a kunai to Roger and said, "This body of yours will not die, and your observation Haki has not weakened. If you have a chance, put it in the heavenly gold that the Kingdom of Goa is going to hand over."

Roger took the kunai: "It seems that the young master is well prepared."

Kevin glanced at him and said, "What do you think revolution is? Ideas, power, and economy are all indispensable. Everyone has their own family to eat and drink. Are you hungry and burning yourself? There are not many people like you who can abandon their families and go to sea."

Roger choked at this.

He could refute other things, but he really couldn't refute this.

But aren’t all men on the sea like this?
"That's why I've always been annoyed with you. Go back to sleep and remember to raise your son better."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kevin disappeared from the spot.

Under the cover of night, Roger tossed the kunai in his hand.

Speaking of which, that old bastard Garp's son is also a wanderer, so...

Relying on Ace to take care of him in his old age?
How can it be repaired?
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Grand Line, Baldigo, the Island of White Earth.

Vegapunk, who had been brought here for more than a week, no longer had the smile on his face.

On a barren land, he saw a group of young people who seemed to have endless energy, including several users of parahuman devil fruits, who were building the research institute he needed.

Because of the participation of capable people, the construction progress was very fast, but this was not what Vegapunk wanted.

"Bear!!!"

The big bear who was using the power of the Meat-ball Fruit to carry the things tensed up and quickly walked to the other side as if he didn't see it.

However, although Vegapunk with a big head couldn't catch up, he pointed at him and yelled, "If you run again, I will go on strike and quit!"

Uh.

Helpless, Bear could only stop and walk over. He scratched his head and asked, "Um...doctor, what do you want? Have you slept well these days?"

Vegapunk glared at him. "Slept well? How can you sleep well? When you came here, you said this was fine, that was definitely possible, what about now?"

"Scanning electron microscope, energy spectrometer, high temperature factor test machine, synchronous analyzer..."

The series of professional instrument names almost made Daxiong's brain crash. God knows that he could actually memorize this series of nouns.

The main reason is that it's repeated dozens of times every day, so he's familiar with it no matter how awkward it is. But it also means that when he hears Vegapunk saying it, he wants to hide, just like that guy Dragon.

Why do I have the Meatball Fruit? Why is the Meatball Fruit's ability not to become faster, but to be able to hit objects and fly?
It took nearly ten minutes to finish talking about the instruments. Vegapunk stared with his eyes wide open: "I can't do my job without these things! And where are O'Hara's books? I want that knowledge! Now! Immediately!"

Xiong replied helplessly: "O'Hara's books are all there, but you know those scholars and doctors. They won't let anyone else in until the books are sorted out. There's nothing we can do..."

Vegapunk gasped and put his hands on his hips.

For him, time is the most precious thing, but now he has nothing and can only waste it by recording his inspirations.

But those scholars were just as stupid as before and couldn’t even get in alone.

"It seems like you guys are having a great time chatting."

When Dorag's voice sounded, Big Bear immediately felt the gaze directed at him shift.

Without waiting for Vegapunk to start blasting, Dragon said immediately, "Doctor, we have already arranged for the things you want. They will arrive tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow. Just come here."

Vegapunk looked at Dragon suspiciously, obviously not trusting him.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Mr. Spark has already communicated with us. But the purpose of these things is too strong, so they can only be transported separately. Doctor, the World Government will definitely investigate your disappearance. For now, we still can't let them associate it with us."

Vegapunk frowned, still angry inside: "This is your problem. I'm only doing my research. This is what you promised me."

Dorager responded solemnly.

Then he said, "The Doctor must have always been curious about our revolutionary army, right?"

Vegapunk shook his head stubbornly: "Not curious."

Dragon: "From now on, all of the doctor's research will be used by the Revolutionary Army. You have been committed to making everyone in the world have abundant energy. You should want to see the philosophy of the Revolutionary Army, right?"

Concept?

Is the revolutionary army mentioned by the masked man called Mr. Spark by Dragon real?

You should see it yourself.

Vegapunk turned around and looked at the group of enthusiastic young people again. In the past week or so, what he saw seemed out of tune with this world.

Humans do not fear or discriminate against the murlocs, and even though the murlocs are born with strength ten times greater than that of humans, they never look down on humans.

The racial differences in the social structure have not formed small circles, nor have they led to severe discrimination and targeting.

Everyone in this place seems to be very different from outside.

Maybe I really should understand a little bit, so that I can feel at ease in subsequent research.

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