Pirates: The Black Earl

On the other side of the red earth continent, two ships rushed out of the water, and the coated bubbles exploded, making a crisp sound.

"The new world... is so enthusiastic!"

Looking at the terrifying waves thousands of meters in front of him, Lowett held down the brim of his hat with fiery eyes.

"Wallace, rush forward!"

Hearing this, Wallace lifted his head as best as he could and looked at the huge wave that was invisible.

You must be kidding, right! ! !

………………

Sincerity is more than four thousand words, can other authors do it, akimbo makes me awesome for a while.

Forget it, just go to dinner, stay in front of the computer all afternoon, starving to death.

Chapter 155, Punk Hassad

But Lowett did not joking, to eliminate the fear... No, the best way to overcome the mad dog wave is to face the mad dog wave.

Meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

On the other ship, Hato gave the same order.

Facing the oncoming huge waves, they have nowhere to hide. Once they try to escape and make the ship face the waves sideways, the surging currents will instantly overturn them and sink them.

Bang!

So, in a deafening crash, the two ships smashed into the ocean and rode in giant waves. With the help of upwelling ocean currents, it suddenly turned upwards from bottom to top at an angle that violated the rules of gravity.

"So I really don't want to come to a new world!"

Wallace hugged the chair tightly without tears, his body was parallel to the ground, and he was thrown into flight.

When we first met, New World was too enthusiastic!

...

The new world, Punk Hassad.

These are rare islands in the new world that are close to the red soil continent and are under the jurisdiction of the world government. The lush vegetation is full of life, and from time to time, hares and other creatures jump out of the forest to chase them.

But this is just the appearance. In the huge steel building in the center of the island, a series of brutal and inhuman experiments are underway.

Bang!

The door of the laboratory was heavily opened, and a tall and tall man dressed in a misty coat and painted purple eyeshadow walked in.

"Damn it, Begapunk, why didn't you take my advice?!"

In the laboratory, several researchers in white coats shivered when they heard the words, and worked hard to pretend not to hear them.

The disagreement between his chief Caesar Courant and the chief scientist Begapunk is not a day or two. The big brothers are fighting, and they dare not interrupt.

The issue between the two arguing is very simple.

Begapunk is committed to studying the blood factor, and through the extended devil fruit transfer technology, it is ready to transfer the shining fruit ability of the general yellow ape to the pacifist in research and development, but Caesar Courant believes that as a weapon, laser destructive power Limited, not as practical as virus weapons.

Then, Begapunk refused for being too cruel.

"What is too cruel, I am obviously afraid that my weapon is stronger than him, and his reputation as the first scientist is unstable!"

When he came to the research platform, Caesar Courant murmured angrily, then glanced at the data on the file, and smiled: "But even if you disagree, you can't stop my experiment."

He and Vegapunk belong to the scientists of the Navy’s scientific unit, and there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. Vegapunk is currently focusing on the pacifist plan, and he alone leads the team to conduct research on artificial devil fruits.

"SAD", the necessary raw material for artificial devil fruit.

Now he has not cooperated with Doflamingo, the name "SMILE" which is full of evil and fun has not appeared, but is unified by the artificial devil fruit.

However, the current artificial devil fruit has limited capabilities. It must be of the animal type and has a very high failure rate. In addition, even if the successful effect is not as good as the original animal type fruit, it will turn people into monsters of half humans and half beasts, so the government has not formally invested use.

Pacifists and man-made devil fruits are two things that the government values ​​very much, so they are given considerable freedom.

Therefore, on the island of Punk Hassad, the two are responsible for each part, giving Caesar Courant quite a lot of autonomy.

Just like now...

"What's wrong with sample 13?"

Picking up the file, Caesar asked indifferently.

Entering the working state, he doesn't care about anything except the progress of the experiment.

Hearing this, a white coat quickly replied: "It should be drug resistance. After all, our latest stage of poison gas is all improved from the original basis, and the essence has not changed..."

"But don't worry, my lord!"

Seeing Caesar frowned, the white coat quickly added: "We have drawn blood for testing, and we will soon know where the problem is."

Begapunk could not control his team, so Caesar Courant drew out most of his staff to continue his poison gas experiment. If the government would not send people to check the progress regularly, he even wanted to completely throw away the artificial devil fruit. everything.

"No, it's not necessary."

Suddenly, under the astonished gaze of the researcher, Caesar grinned evilly: "So the research efficiency is too low, just start the second phase of the test."

"But... Knife Guest Tower..."

The white coat said hesitantly: "We haven't tested whether the container can withstand the high pressure when it is released. Is this... too dangerous?"

"Shoo, hello, you are wrong."

Caesar Courant let out a oozing laugh, and turned around: "The safety device in the base was designed by Begapunk himself. If he can't even test this point, doesn't it prove that there are loopholes in his design?"

I see.

This is the truth? !

Hearing this, the white coat and the others looked at each other and nodded: "Understood."

The immortals suffered a fight with mortals and sighed helplessly. A group of people immediately became busy, preparing to skip the tedious research on drug resistance and directly verify the lethality.

The glass warehouse is not completely soundproof. Hearing that, in Sample No. 13, a living person who has been ravaged by poison gas stared with horror, and his mouth wailed begging for mercy.

But no one cares.

This group of prisoners were not sent to Advance City but escorted here, with only one effect.