Pirates: Get Genetic Technology at the Start

The enemy was in trouble.

“This is what Kami-sama told me to do!”

Bill ran wildly in the corridor, and he violently knocked away all the people or objects that blocked his way, just to buy a few more seconds.

After he learned that a gap had been blown open in the woods, he immediately thought of the hostage that Reddy had specifically told him to treat well.

As for Reddy… Even if those violent beasts destroyed the castle, they would not be able to hurt the omnipotent Kami-sama.

Bill was very confident.

“Did the hostage escape during the chaos?”

When Bill rushed to the room where Sividea was imprisoned, he found the door open. He was shocked and rushed in.

Then he saw Kami-sama standing on the balcony, and tears filled his eyes.

As expected of Kami-sama, he came so quickly.

“It’s you!”

Silvidea was ecstatic because of Reddy’s appearance, but when he turned around and saw Bill rushing into the room, he almost fainted.

How could this damn pirate appear at this time? I’m so angry.

Silvidea fled to Reddy’s side with his hands and feet, begging: “Hero, save me.”

Reddy looked at Bill and smiled: “Do you want to stop me?”

Stop?

A question mark popped up in Bill’s mind, what does it mean?

Reddy smiled, sat on the sofa, and motioned Silver to sit on it too.

Silvidea didn’t care why Reddy did this at this moment, and did whatever he said, and jumped directly on the sofa.

At this time, the clone slapped the sofa and activated his ability.

The sofa floated in the air.

Silvidea was overjoyed, and his admiration for Reddy was beyond words.

Bill saw that Reddy’s clone had used the ability of the Golden Lion Shiki’s Float-Float Fruit, and he knelt on the ground and shouted devoutly: “Please allow me to follow you, Kami-sama!”

Reddy: ???

Silvidea: ???

“He seems to want to follow you… Of course, it may be that my ears are broken.” Silvidea used her little finger to pick her ears, and then continued to look at Bill.

“If there are no two different people with ears that are broken at the same time, then we should not have heard it wrong.” Reddy looked strange.

Isn’t this guy a running errand boy for me?

Why did he think of himself as Kami-sama?

I actually have such great charm, the tiger body shook, and the kingly aura overflowed?

“Kami-sama, don’t leave me!”

Bill looked like a puppy abandoned by his master at this moment, looking at Reddy pitifully and begging: “I am willing to pay any price, including my life!”

Silvidya opened his mouth and said uncertainly: “Maybe you should agree to him, even though he is a damn pirate.”

The sofa turned around.

Reddy smiled and asked back: “Why should I agree to you?”

Bill was stunned, and memories emerged from the depths of his heart.

…

“Dad!”

Bill led the villagers to go fishing and came back. The boat had not yet docked. A two or three-year-old boy stumbled and stretched out his hand, followed by a woman with a happy smile on her face.

“Be careful.”

Bill didn’t care that the boat had not docked yet, jumped off the boat and waded ashore, and went up to the boy and lifted him up high and turned him around.

The little boy giggled.

“Hey, Bill, tell your son the good news.”

Someone on the boat shouted loudly, and the other villagers laughed, their faces full of happiness and vision for the future.

Bill hugged his son and laughed: “Dad caught a terrible sea beast today.”

The woman was shocked and covered her mouth: “Are you not hurt, Bill?”

“Dad is the strongest fisherman in the world, it is impossible for him to be hurt.” The little boy held Bill’s head and pouted to protest that his mother looked down on him.

Bill laughed and lifted his son above his head, saying confidently: “Yes, I am the strongest fisherman in the world, and I will catch the king of the offshore in the future.”

“Dad is so awesome!”

In his son’s admiration, Bill was as confident as the king of the world.

…

“No!”

Bill knelt on the ground and wailed with blood all over his face, holding his dying son in his arms, and a thick wooden stick beside him.

The wooden stick was covered with dark red blood plasma and grayish-white brain matter, and even a little bone fragments were embedded in it.

The little boy opened his eyes weakly and tried to touch his father’s cheek with his little hand, but he was too weak to do so.

Bill burst into tears, holding his son’s little hand and placing it on his cheek, crying uncontrollably.

.

The boy’s chest was covered in blood and flesh, and the bones were visible. He was obviously dying.

“Dad… Dad…”

The boy’s eyes gradually lost color, and he asked with difficulty: “Why did those people destroy our village?”

Bill held his son’s hand tightly, crying: “Dad is useless and not strong enough, so he can’t protect you and the village.”

The boy’s face was covered with his old smile, and he murmured faintly: “Dad will become very strong in the future…”

The voice became weaker and weaker, and the boy’s eyes completely lost color.

Bill hugged his son tightly, knelt on the ground weakly, and roared to the sky like a wounded beast.

“No!”

…

There were two more graves on the cliff, one big and one small.

Bill stood in front of the two new graves, leaning on a huge war hammer.

Behind him, two men still wrapped in bandages seemed to be hesitant to speak, but in the end they did not speak to comfort him.

“I’m leaving.”

Bill squatted in front of the grave, one in each hand, stroking the cross, looking at the sea ahead, and said in a low voice: “When you see my ship coming back, I will become stronger than before.”

“Bieber, Dad will be the strongest man in the world.”

“Puyu, wait for me to come back.”

Bill stood up, and when he turned around, his eyes became firm.

He lifted the war hammer and put it on his shoulder, striding towards the coast.

“Let’s go, and come back to protect our village after we conquer the Grand Line.”

…

“I want to become stronger, Kami-sama!”

Bill burst into tears, knelt down devoutly, and his forehead pressed tightly against the ground.

Silvidea took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his eyes, sniffed and turned his head to one side, and snorted with a strong nasal tone: “For the sake of your son and wife, I forgive you.”

“My ideal is to build a peaceful and stable utopia with a rich life.”

Reddy was moved but refused.

It is very simple to make Bill stronger. Just find a fruit ability user to collect genes, then peel them off, and then take the peeled black matter to the biochemical laboratory to develop into a gene medicine.

This gene medicine based on the devil fruit can make Bill a capable person.

With Bill’s own strength, it should not be difficult to defeat a rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters.

This is just a method he thought of temporarily, and it is very feasible.

You can even piece together two or more fruit abilities and use the ability of the gold finger to turn people into dual fruit ability users.

But if you want to realize your ideal, the energy required will be an astronomical figure. There is no reason to waste energy on a man whose ideals are different from yours.

Now he doesn’t have a flying pirate group to help hunt sea kings.

“Are you a devil?”

Silvidea shouted angrily at Reddy. What’s wrong with wanting to become stronger for his son’s last wish!

Reddy smiled and shook his head: “There is nothing wrong with wanting to become stronger for the sake of your son’s last wish, but putting your hope on others… If you can become stronger, but the price is to become someone else’s slave, are you willing?”

Silvidya was speechless, of course not.

Is there any point in becoming stronger like this?

Bill suddenly raised his head and said firmly: “I want to become stronger in order to protect the village at all costs. If you can really build that kind of paradise, I am willing to be your slave.”