I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Visually, all pacifists look exactly like Tyrant Ursa.No one believes that Vegapunk did not use the core data from the previous research on cells to conduct clone research.

Sakalski’s expression at the moment is getting colder and colder. This mysterious Vegapunk is actually more disturbing than Caesar and others: “Caesar conducted research without telling us, and the original data is that he took advantage of your Vegapunk. Did you steal it when you weren't paying attention? I'm afraid you let him do it on purpose?"

With two soft bangs, Vegapunk was the first to applaud.

"Excellent inference, Mr. Akainu, I must admit that you stand at the top of mortals, but you still have no direct evidence that I was involved and planned this series of studies."

"Science will reveal the truth." Sakaski suddenly pulled out a chair and tilted his inhuman legs. He looked at the two people in front of him with a half-smile: "The pirates used in this experiment will be handed over to the expeditionary force." arrest, but my only bottom line is not to involve our soldiers and civilians in experiments that have not yet stabilized."

Caesar was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, and there was a burst of ecstasy in an instant.Previously, I took the risk to conduct research privately, but what is there now? A legion of powerful foundations is the backing. Listening to Mr. Sa's tone, even Vega Punk is planning to invite in.

"Make some achievements first, and let me have an explanation with the marshal." While Sakaski was speaking, his eyes were fixed on Vegapunk.

Caesar, Vegapunk, and Vinsmoke Gage are all top experts in genetic engineering, and their research direction is how to improve the most basic unit of life.

At this time, the three of them are still working on their own in this field, but if they can integrate all the data for joint research, there must be a big leap in progress.

"The Vinsmokes have elaborated methods for customizing genetic programming by which DNA can be rewritten at the cellular level. Along the way, we may conquer most diseases, erase our own imperfections, and transform human Maximize your potential." Sakaski talked a lot in a roundabout way, but he didn't express his core idea clearly.

Vegapunk also stared at the admiral who sat taller than himself, and suddenly smiled and said: "Look at what you want us to experiment, it is more challenging than the Giant Project, Mr. Akainu."

He tidied his clothes, and continued to chuckle: "What I'm talking about, it's natural. If there is no challenge, you can't gather three top genetic engineering experts, and then arrange a large number of pirates Experimented."

Sakaski didn't even lift his eyelids, and he hinted at this point. If Vegapunk didn't understand, he was just pretending to be stupid.

"The fact that the nature department can ignore physical attacks is due to [Elementation]. What if ordinary human bodies can get similar results through experiments?" Sakalski's ambitions are quite big, anyway, the template for pacifists is now Brook. It's T-800, and he doesn't care if there will be a liquid metal robot or a certain Ripo in the future.

After a brief silence, Vegapunk's eyes flickered with fanaticism: "Interesting, really interesting, Mr. Akainu, you can surprise me every time."

But he changed his voice and sighed, "But first, I have to find my assistant. As his teacher, I assigned him a project to study the weaponization of animal fruits, and some precious data was taken away by him."

Sakalski didn't know what to do, but Caesar jumped up immediately.

He grabbed his companion's collar and spit saliva wantonly: "You mean your student sent the Shar-Pei bazooka I worked so hard to develop to Culegana Island??!"

Vegapunk was also quite embarrassed. He originally asked the other party to take the living things back so that he could observe and write papers at any time, but he only received a call yesterday——

"Teacher Vegapunk, maybe I won't have the chance to continue my research and finish my thesis in the future. The island where my home is located is a full-scale war, and it's time to ask for leave. If I don't come back after a week, please send my Cross out your name, goodbye teacher." The researcher mentioned on the phone bug that if he couldn't get back to the headquarters within a month, then his academic thesis might not be completed on time.

The assistant was hiding with his family in an abandoned factory near his hometown, and the sound of gunfire resounding throughout the city made the family sleepless.

Only then did Sakalski recall the island,

Located on Culegana Island in the Great Channel, the Kingdom of Sikeal was destroyed by a protracted war. [Eagle Eye] Mihawk immediately took the ruins of the kingdom as his home.

"Won't the royal family mediate the national conflict?" Sakaski frowned, he had heard about it.

Due to the fact that the internal affairs navy has no way to intervene in it, it can only let the parade army composed of the king's army and the people get their brains out.

Caesar obviously knew more about the inside story, he curled his lips and sneered, "Fart, the guillotine has been moved up, how can the king's army sit still?"

"How dare someone stop my assistant from continuing his research?" The chief scientist known as leading the world for five hundred years was obviously extremely annoyed when he said this:

"I don't allow such an unfair thing to happen, he must come back to complete the project I assigned.

"Then I'll send a team of [-] people to Wild Hunt?" Sakaski tentatively offered the most intuitive support.

Unexpectedly, Vegapunk is even more amazing, with a cold light flashing on the protective goggles:

"No, two teams. Let Ghost Spider and Shiliu lead the team personally. Does he think that he can not submit papers because of the war? Naive!"

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PS: I wrote a big chapter for everyone in the dizziness, which can be regarded as making up for it. .Folk remedies feel a little slow to work. . . .Tomorrow's update really depends on the mental state, hug paw

335. Do you think you can stop submitting papers because of the war? (middle)

After receiving a new mission from Sakaski, Xiliu also found out that this wild hunt was a bit unusual while he was having fun.

"Save people?"

The deputy head of the expeditionary army gradually frowned. Although he was keen on slashing and killing, he also performed rescue and escort missions a lot.

It should be the first time such a rescue with more than [-] prerequisites and pre-war precautions.

But if you go deep into the war-torn alliance countries, if you don't pay attention, you are very likely to be involved.

Once it is affected, even if it is only [the headquarters navy haunts the area], it will be regarded as an extremely strong political signal.The serious impact it has caused is entirely possible to influence the situation of the war and exacerbate the turmoil in the country.

Whether the generals of the headquarters show up in the camp of the king's army or stay in the area occupied by the rebel army, it is easy to be over-interpreted by the outside world.

But Ghost Spider and Xiliu are both the type who can try to avoid BB as much as possible. As long as the two of them go too far, this special meow will turn into violent suppression.

Once it is overwhelmed by the newspapers, it will be spread that the Navy headquarters is interfering in the domestic affairs of the alliance.

Due to overly sensitive political factors, this rescue can only be a black operation, and every step must be cautious.

"I said... have lunch, can the two of you stop crowding next to me?" Lindeman held the dinner plate dumbfounded, and even lost his appetite for eating.

These two powerful generals are like door gods, one on the left and the other on the right, sandwiching the handsome, helpless, and unlucky hapless fox in the middle.

Being hooped on the dining table by a giant man over two meters tall for an interrogative conversation, in terms of visual impact alone, he was short of shouting: I am the Shield of Argus!

Not to mention the inherent evil effect, it can be called a ghost.

Thanks to the evil spirits of these two veteran killers, Lindemann, who has always been popular, rarely experienced the loneliness of having no one to share the table with.

"Do you have any recent information on the Kingdom of Sikeal?" Xiliu was sweating while holding the Maoxuewang recommended by Mr. Sa.