Justice is never absent

Chapter 68 Vegapunk's Helplessness

"Dr. Vegapunk, in addition to the pacifist project, I hope you can start another project as soon as possible." A phone bug with round glasses and a braided beard on his chin said.

"Marshal Sengoku, you know that I don't agree with this plan. I also strongly opposed it when you proposed the pacifist plan." Vegapunk said to Sengoku angrily.

"But the current situation in the world is too dangerous, and the navy needs these to maintain justice." Sengoku replied, hoping to persuade Vegapunk with righteousness.

"And the way to maintain justice is to sacrifice a major general?" Vegapunk laughed angrily at Sengoku's words.

Vegapunk's sarcastic tone made Sengoku pause, but quickly continued: "I believe Major General Drake understands, and he may not necessarily die."

"Then why didn't you explain this plan to Drake yourself? Xiong, I don't know why I voluntarily agreed to join the pacifist plan, but Drake doesn't even know the name of this plan!" It was like hearing some joke , Vegapunk was full of anger.

Drake will understand?Do you take him for a fool?Not long ago, he had been angry for a long time because he wanted to start the pacifist plan, but he didn't expect to sacrifice a major general who had devoted himself to the navy.

At this time, Vegapunk regretted why he discovered such a thing as the life design diagram.

If it wasn't for this thing, I'm afraid I would still be doing my favorite research in my hometown.

"Dr. Vegapunk, I hope you can understand the difficulties of the navy." As if he didn't hear Vegapunk's curse, Sengoku said lightly.

"Sorry, I can't understand your difficulties." Vegapunk said to the phone bug after he was relieved.

"Please don't do this doctor! You also know that pirates are rampant at sea now, and how many innocent people have lost their lives." Hearing that Vegapunk was about to reject the plan, Sengoku was anxious and quickly persuaded him.

"That's why I agreed to the pacifist plan, Sengoku." Vegapunk's tone was extremely cold at this time.

"The bear is a pirate! Doctor, I'm not sure he will fully cooperate with your research." Warring States brought out the reason that the bear is a pirate, hoping to persuade Vegapunk.

"If the bear backtracks when the pacifist plan is half completed, it will be in vain!" Sengoku continued without waiting for Vegapunk to answer.

"This" Sengoku reason silenced Vegapunk.

It is normal to worry about the Warring States period. As a navy, he certainly does not want to put his hopes on a pirate.

"Besides, with Drake's technology, Major General Drake will definitely be fine, and the plan is not to completely wipe out consciousness like transforming bears." Seemingly aware of the looseness in Vegapunk's heart, Sengoku continued.

Vegapunk had to admit that Sengoku had convinced him, and he certainly hoped that the world would become peaceful if possible.

But when he thought of the killing that the weapon he was about to make would cause Vegapunk, his heart twitched.

"I agree." After saying this sentence, Vegapunk sat weakly on the chair, as if this short sentence had exhausted all his energy.

"But! I won't directly experiment on Drake's body until the bear repents. I will only study the blood factor of the dinosaur fruit. Warring States, I hope you can understand what I mean." Bega sitting on the chair Punk said weakly.

"Thank you, Doctor, for your cooperation. The navy will meet all your needs." Sengoku also heaved a sigh of relief when Vegapunk agreed to the plan.

Even if Dr. Vegapunk is not ready to transform Drake's body yet, the research on the bloodline factors of dinosaur fruits can also bring great help to the navy. If Dr. Vegapunk can successfully create this rare The impact on the Navy will be huge if the Devil Fruit is released!

But Vegapunk's angry tone just now almost made him lose his game, but fortunately he agreed in the end.

Vegapunk didn't continue to say anything, but hung up the phone directly.

Hanging up the phone of an admiral directly is something that others dare not think about, but it seems insignificant here in Vegapunk.

Sengoku, who was hung up, didn't feel anything. He was very tolerant to a genius like Dr. Vegapunk.

After a long silence in the lab, Vegapunk picked up another phone bug next to him.

"Call Major General Drake to my laboratory," Vegapunk said.

When Drake received an order from the communication center and came to Dr. Vegapunk's laboratory, he found that the doctor, who was usually full of energy, was weakly slumped on the chair at this time.

"What's the matter, Doctor?!" Drake thought that there was something wrong with Vegapunk's body, and asked hastily.

"It's just a little tired." Vegapunk said softly.

"Doctor, please pay attention to your body." Drake said seriously.

"I will." Drake's caring words made Vegapunk feel uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, Vegapunk cheered up and continued, "I called you here because I want some of your blood."

"Okay, doctor." Although he didn't know what Dr. Vegapunk wanted his blood for, Drake still stretched out his hand in cooperation.

Vegapunk took out a needle and drew out a tube of blood from Drake's hand, and then continued: "Not only in human form, but also in your beast form and your blood in human-beast form."

Drake naturally has no objection to Dr. Vegapunk's request.

After Drake left the laboratory, Vegapunk looked at the three tubes of blood in his hand and remained silent.

"Is this really in line with my original intention of becoming a scientist?" Vegapunk murmured in the empty laboratory.

"I hope Xiong won't regret it halfway, otherwise Drake's situation will be in danger." Vegapunk shook the blood in his hand with an extremely serious expression.

"Then let's create a dragon first to meet the requirements of the navy." Vegapunk said with ease what other scientists couldn't imagine.

Creating a dragon is almost a fantasy for others, but it is not a problem in the hands of Vegapunk, especially after he got Drake's blood.

However, Drake, who had already left at this time, naturally didn't know that he was almost treated as an experimental subject, and now he has a strong identification with his navy identity.

However, once he knows the situation he may face in the future, I am afraid that his sense of identity with the Navy will collapse like an avalanche.

(End of this chapter)