One Piece – Thundergod Marine

Clear sky, blue waves and cloudless.

The blue sea and the sky complement each other, and time seems to have stopped here. What appears before the eyes of the world is a flawless blue mirror, which reveals fragility in perfection.

It seems that only a little movement will cause the mirror to break, and people can't help but destroy it.

Wow!

The sails shook, and a huge warship ripped through the calm sea by breaking the wind and waves, cutting out a white wave with the word "V".

The breeze was blowing slowly, and the lake-like calm water rippled in circles, and the surface of the sea reflected phosphorescence.

In a short while, the sound of the wind gradually increased, the clear sky quickly became dark and gloomy, the sky was muffled, and the storm gathered.

"Hey, this ghost weather in the New World!"

Ron, who was basking in the sun on the deck, saw this with a slumped mouth, stood up, waved his hand, held the teacup with a magnetic field, and walked into the room.

While walking and shouting.

"Everyone who is acting young, the snake storm is coming, it's time to test you!"

"Oh!!"

The soldiers ran swiftly, reeling their sails, and tied up the bundled materials, cooperating in tacit understanding.

Ron can fly directly to break up the dark clouds. When his strength reaches his level, the sea will adapt to him, not he.

But that would lose the meaning of sailing, and it would make the soldiers enjoy themselves and it would be useless to preserve combat power...Of course, the most important thing is that Ron is not in a hurry.

Carrying a teacup to the command room, Ron called in the navigator and asked: "How far is the destination?"

"Reporting general, according to the current speed, the fastest is three days, and the latest is five days!"

"3 to 5 days... nothing, you continue."

Instructing the navigator not to be nervous, Ron encouraged a few words, holding the teacup, and swaying away from the command room.

Blue blue blue...

Snap!

"Hello? Oh, it's Lord Wu Lao Xing, what's your order?"

After returning to the lounge for a while, the phone worm suddenly rang, and Ron picked up the receiver, his mouth cocked.

Here comes the bait!

"I heard that you found a clue to pure gold, is it true?"

The long-bearded Wu Lao Xing's tone was slightly nervous, and he could imagine his expression at this time.

"Uh, this..."

Ron rolled his eyes and replied: "Presumably CP0 has already reported the situation, right? To be honest, I am not sure, after all, it is not so much a clue, it is better to say that it is just a rumor, the truth is hard to tell."

"Understood, but this is also right..."

The long-bearded five old star sighed and said: "What I want to tell you next, remember to keep it secret, understand?!"

"please say!"

Ron waited solemnly and nodded.

After a moment of silence, the long-bearded five old star continued.

"The true value of pure gold far exceeds the speculation of the world. It is a magical substance that can infinitely slow down the growth and development of all things. Since the ancient times, countless people have been looking for this treasure. Make people live forever!!"

"Eternal life?!"

Ron pretended to be shocked and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"No doubt, all this is indeed true!"

"According to top-secret information, there really existed people who lived 500 years old because of pure gold in history, but..."

"Finally disappeared without a trace, no one knows what happened."

The long-bearded five old stars seemed to understand Ron's surprise very well, and explained: "That's why the legend says it has the value of buying the world!"

"In order to live forever, you know what price ordinary people are willing to pay for it, don't you?"

"Indeed, this makes sense."

Ron nodded: "Then... what do you sirs mean?"

"Vegapunk's experiment is progressing slowly. It is not in our interest to put hope on him completely."

Wu Lao Xing did not answer directly, but suddenly talked about the Tianlongren.

Ron understood.

Ordinary people understand the reason that eggs should not be put in a basket. As the government controller, how can they make exceptions?

The meaning of Wu Lao Xing is obvious. As long as you find pure gold, you can use its unique ability to slow down the reproduction and replication of the Styx virus indefinitely along with the dragon body, and suspend time from them, so as to solve the virus threat. purpose.

Even if Begapunk’s experiment fails, the Draco group will not be extinct because of this, triggering a world war!

"So Ron, your mission is very important!"

"We allow you the highest authority and highest priority, and we must do our best to find it, understand?!"

If it was Ron who was the "immortal lieutenant general", the five old stars would never tell him the truth and hand over the task to him.

However, he is now the "General" Canglong, and while the Five Old Stars agree with his strength, he does not have many choices.

"Yes! Guarantee to complete the task!"

Ron solemnly saluted, and then the phone worm "poi" and was hung up and fell asleep.

Looking at the quiet phone bug, Ron took out the cigar silently, took a deep breath after lighting it.

call……

"Then, where did you go? How did your experiment go?"

"Extremely sorry General Canglong! None of the 300 subjects survived."

On the coffee table in the room, another telephone worm with a spotted cap on his head replied calmly, “Perhaps we did not provide enough nutrients. After they were swallowed by the cloned tissue, they quickly fell into a state of autophagy, and finally It turned into a pool of pus."

"Sure enough... what about the Styx virus? Are there any remaining?"

"In the beginning, some adhered to the surface layer were retained, but as autophagy occurred, they were quickly swallowed and completely decomposed."

"understood……"

Ron nodded silently and continued: "The experiment continues. This time, we will take a few samples and concentrate the nutrition supply... But you have to remember that you should never clone the entire body until you are sure that the cloned sample will be controlled."

"Vegapunk crossed the river by feeling the stones, and we crossed the river by feeling the Begapunk, that's enough!"

"Understand? Luo!"

In the Devil’s Triangle, in the underground laboratory of the Terror Barque.

Trafalgar Luo stood in a room with weird bloodshot walls and nodded: "Understood!"

Looking at the glass cabin that was completely exploded not far away, Luo felt bitter.

Even if you let me clone my body now, I dare not!

These things have extremely terrifying phagocytic abilities with just a little muscle tissue cell. If a complete sample is cloned and it cannot be controlled, it will cause a runaway...

Thinking about the consequences, Luo couldn't help but shiver, getting goose bumps all over his body.

I really don’t know where Bergapunke had the courage to study this?

I really am not a qualified scientific researcher!

Hanging up, Ron sat on the sofa and slowly sorted out what he had left behind.

"At this stage of the experiment, there is no accident, and the end of the dragon will be the same in the end. I only hope that Bergapunk's cloning experiment can be successful and let me have a terrible army!"

Even if he was warned by himself and vowed to destroy the samples, Ron can guarantee that Vegapunk will never give up research easily.

This is his curiosity for the unknown as a scientist!

Without this belief, he would not have the height he is today.

"However, when the truth that pure gold is invalid is revealed, I will be suspected by the five old stars for the first time, so the balance measure...you have to find something and be sure to be invincible!"

"correct!"

Suddenly, Ron thought of something.

"Let me think about it... Tezolo and Luo both have things to do, so it's up to you, Fujitora!"

"Ah autumn!"

In the middle of the third and fourth channels of the Great Airway, the former Gat Island and the present Century City.

Sitting in his room eating cold noodles, Fujitora suddenly sneezed heavily, and his whole body was chilly.

"Hostile!"

As soon as he grasped the stick knife, Fujitor carefully observed the surroundings with a domineering look, and then put his hand down awkwardly and slammed his head.

"Well, it turned out to be a bird."

Shaking his head, he fumbled for the noodle bowl and continued to suck.

"Huh? Why does it taste weird?"

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