Vegapunk already knew he was coming?

"Don't be so surprised, we've noticed you since you got on the island." Atlas clenched his fists, then showed Diaz a way and said: "You go from that side, the navy generally does not go there."

"Oh, good."

"By the way, before that, go to the front room and change your clothes, if you want to land on my island, then you have to change your clothes."

Faced with this strange request, Diaz did not refuse, after coming to that room, he chose the style of clothes, pressed the button, and two manipulators reached out and directly ripped off his clothes.

"I'll go, what kind of rogue machine is this? If it's a girl, it won't be broadcast. Diaz complained while enjoying the machine changing clothes, wearing special space boots under his feet.

The boots are called "DOM" and press the handle on the side, which automatically adapts to the shoe size, no matter what kind of foot can be perfectly fitted, well, the giant should not work.

Then after walking into that road, Atlas clenched her fists and punched those holographic projections, strangely her fist could touch those holographic projections and could bring damage.

Atlas, who represents the "violent" side of Vegapunk, needs to vent all his violent desires in his heart.

Vegapunk's doppelganger represents one aspect of the ontology, and Atlas is just one of them.

And Diaz, who walked along the path, did not meet the navy, not even a single person, and walked into a garbage dump.

What is piled up is not household garbage, but some steel and machinery, which seems to be experimental waste?

Pick up something like a water cup, press the button above, and a breeze blows out of the cup.

"God put an electric fan in the cup." Throwing it away, he picked up a watch, and the hands in it were not twelve hours, but twenty-four.

The second hand was still walking, pressed the button on the lower side, and the mechanical tone appeared at the time.

“...... So what do you do if you have a watch and time out? "

It seems that this place is all Vegapunk's invention, but it is useless, and he left it here.

He continued in the trash until he saw a huge, badly damaged robot.

The body of steel was scarred and rusty, moss in some places, eroded by time, the abdomen was pierced by an iron pillar, leaned on a boulder, and a horn was broken on the head like a Viking helmet.

It is there, representing ancient technology and times.

"This thing has been around for so long, it's not a Vegapunk thing at first glance." Diaz stepped forward and knocked, dropping rust on the ground.

"Amazing robots, right?" A figure emerged from the gap in the robot's face.

It's a strange old man.

Not tall, white coat, somewhat sloppy, long tongue dragging on his chest, what made Diaz care was that this old man had half an apple about the size of his head on his head, and a stick like something underneath, inserted into only half of his head, with flat edges, as if he had been cut.

"Vegapunk?"

"That's right, it's me."

Flying in the air and slowly landing on the ground, this strange old man is the scientist with the world's first mind, the head of the SSG squad of the Navy Special Science Class, Dr. Vegapunk.

"What's going on with your head?"

It doesn't matter how you look at it.

Vegapunk touched the apple on his head and said, "Because it's too long, I cut it off." "

Cut it off?! He didn't die. Diaz's eyes widened, speechless in shock.

"I'm Vegapunk, it's just minor surgery."

The only person who can say that cutting the head is a minor operation is Vegapunk, which is like cutting hair.

"I will also cut my head, but the cut is someone else's, and the people who are cut off die." Diaz suddenly said with a serious look.

"The situation is different, I am a brain fruit ability, I can store all kinds of knowledge indefinitely, but as the knowledge grows, the head will also get bigger and bigger, and before I cut it, I can compare with the height of the giant."

"So you have an unlimited database in your head, right?"

Vegapunk was already smart, and the database provided by Cerebral Fruit allowed him to experiment with his hands.

"That's right."

VEGAPUNK POINTED TO THE APPLE ON HIS HEAD, "THIS LOOKS LIKE AN APPLE, BUT IT IS ACTUALLY A SPECIAL LIAISON DEVICE THAT I MADE, WHICH CAN BE CONNECTED TO THE LABORATORY AT THE TOP OF THE EGG TIP ISLAND, 'PUNK RECORDS' THERE CAN BE SAID TO BE MY BRAIN, THE DOPPELGANGER YOU MEET IS ATLAS, MY OTHER 'SELF' A TOTAL OF SIX, REPRESENTING DIFFERENT ELEMENTS, AND THE EXPERIENCE AND KNOWLEDGE ACCUMULATED THROUGH PUNK RECORDS EVERY DAY." "

Okay guys, it's kind of like the Internet.

"Didn't you understand?" Seeing Diaz pondering, Vegapunk explained with a smile, "For example, my head is a library, which can be accessed by people all over the world, then everyone can access my knowledge, and conversely, everyone can also store knowledge, thereby expanding the accumulation of knowledge, and eventually forming a sea of knowledge, a great invention." "

Oh."

The sense of déjà vu of the Internet is getting stronger and stronger!

"Huh? Aren't you surprised?

"I know, it's just the Internet."

"Internet?"

"My people have already made this stuff."

Otto just set up a local area network in the Kingdom of Kosol, can only use the intranet, this intranet is also what he usually uses to give orders, there is no network of the kind of function, but storage and sharing is still possible.

"What? Who made it? Is that a genius? I really want to meet him."

Vegapunk said in surprise.

"That man is a fool."

"No, no, no, how can you say that someone who has this kind of thinking is also a genius, right?"

"He can fool the world."

"It's really a genius."

Diaz said: "It's also dangerous, though. "

Tell me about it." Vegapunk asked with interest.

"The user is just your words, but there are many people, there will definitely be people with bad intentions, and after figuring out how to use it, there will always be evil geniuses buried some evil knowledge inside."

It's about viruses.

"It makes sense, but this is the only one I can use for the time being." Vegapunk said.

Diaz remembered something, "You made a Kaido's Devil Fruit in Punk Hassad, right?" What are the side effects of what you think is a failure?

"You ate that devil fruit?"

"No, my wife ate it."

"What's the color?"

"Pink."

"This is the place that failed!"

Vegapunk madness pounding the ground, the color is wrong!

He does not tolerate imperfect works.

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