Underground in the Science Corps, Ron looked at Vegapunk with a blank expression.
The lofty "Hosting Dragon Soul" turned into a scientific achievement? ?
What about the Dragon Sword? !
"The legend is not necessarily false, but it is not necessarily true... You have to use known methods to answer it. Only when you have exhausted all the methods and can't answer it can you believe in the legend a little."
"After all, if all impossibilities are eliminated, the remaining one is a fact no matter how incredible it is."
Vegapunk ignored the depression on Ron's face and explained to himself.
"For example, Dragon Sword Leiyun..."
"I don't know why the predecessors broke it, but it can't be false that it does have the characteristic of making dragon roars... The master craftsman of Blacksmith Island didn't seem to notice this, and just recast it as an ordinary weapon. Fan, allowing it to retain its sharpness, but lose this inherent ability. "
"This time when the thunder cloud was broken, I discovered the mystery. After aligning the lines, it produced an effect that I couldn't explain. But the good news is... through these lines, I found the reason why the thunder cloud is broken. A secret that will be melted by lightning."
Vegapunk handed the small box to Ron and said: "Try using your current... By the way, don't use the maximum power, its upper limit is not high."
Ron held the box blankly and released the current as instructed.
really!
As the current flowed in, the familiar dragon roar sounded again. He could feel his lightning winding around a piece of metal inside the box, drawing lines similar to those on the Thunder Cloud Sword.
A familiar invisible barrier suddenly rose up, and the high temperature generated by the spread of current was blocked by the barrier, unable to harm the box in the slightest.
Ron increased the current slightly, and the barrier instantly collapsed, and the metal shell began to heat up and melt.
Sizzling…
Quickly stopping the release, Ron held the metal box that was burnt orange by the current and exclaimed: "You can't be wrong, this is Thunder Cloud!"
He has experienced that feeling countless times, and it is exactly the same as every time he uses Thunder Cloud!
"Then the things in the legend that can be verified are confirmed..."
Vegapunk stretched out his hand tentatively and felt the high temperature coming from the box. He turned around and took a pair of special gloves and put them on before taking them and putting them aside.
"First, the Dragon-Destroying Sword is indeed related to dragons, but it is different from various legendary versions. It is just because its forger left these lines on it accidentally or intentionally."
"Secondly, the reason why thunder clouds will not be burned by thunder lies in these lines. As long as the upper limit is not exceeded, the current will not generate a high temperature enough to melt the sword body."
"Third, the origin of the Thunder Gem is unknown, but it will absorb current that exceeds the upper limit of its endurance into its own body to prevent current overload, which complements the second point."
"With the above three points, it is only a matter of time before we can copy a weapon..."
"Sa, now tell me Lieutenant General Ron, what kind of weapon do you want!"
Vegapunk sat on the test bench, crossed his legs, put his left hand on his knee, and spread his right hand outwards, his eyes smiling and confident.
That intimidating aura is called the halo of academic dominance! !
Ron looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him in shock. Even though he was sitting on a test platform more than one meter high, including the fluffy afro, it only reached his chest.
In front of him, for a moment, Ron realized for the first time that he was so small!
…
After walking out of the Science Corps building, Ron felt a little dizzy from the sun. But soon he laughed and clenched his fists.
"New weapons!!"
"I'm looking forward to it a little bit!"
He is not a pure swordsman, nor is he a physical master like Garp who only trusts his fists. For Ron, weapons = power, and power does not distinguish between internal and external.
After the thunder cloud broke, Ron was even prepared for the result to be irreversible. In the future, he could only take the same fists and kicks route as Aokiji and others. It was the same to him, but the methods were different, but the convenience of having weapons and not having weapons depended on the convenience. Speaking of which, they are two extremes, but there is also one more way to deal with them.
And Vegapunk came to the rescue in time, telling him that it was only a matter of time before he could reforge a weapon...
What else is there to say!
He immediately told Vegapunk the weapon he wanted, and was kicked out.
The secret of Lei Yun has been almost studied, but the secret of the mysterious pattern has just begun. In addition, if you want to forge a magic weapon that is not inferior to the supreme sharp sword, the materials and forging process are also quite cumbersome... If it were not for the five In the face of the old star, Vegapunk is now researching blood factors in Mary Joa Ark, so how can he stay at the Navy Headquarters.
"It takes three months to complete the production of new weapons. Scientific forging method? What the hell is that?!"
Standing in the sunshine, Ron suddenly found himself free.
But he was just lazy for more than ten minutes, and then he raised his eyebrows and thought of what to do next.
…
Naval Headquarters, Thirteenth Floor of the Fortress.
This is a very solemn floor in the fortress. Those lieutenant generals who do not serve as base commanders and have their own names in Marineford all work here. It belongs to the real hinterland of the fortress.
But despite the tight guards here, this is usually the quietest place in the huge fortress, second only to the underground warehouse area!
When it's time for dinner and get off work, it's even worse than the warehouse area. At least there are people guarding it 24 hours a day, and here, not even a ghost can be seen!
After all, counting all the lieutenant generals in the headquarters... who can sit back and handle official duties with peace of mind
To be honest, Ron had always thought that the admiral's adjutant system was born from this.
Not to mention the third-level official, he also has some powers of the chief officer, and can handle and arrange some important documents on behalf of the chief officer. With an adjutant, the chief officer only needs to nod and shake his head, relaxed and comfortable, no matter what he thinks, there is something wrong.
Fortunately, the people he was looking for were among the few relatively reliable lieutenant generals in the headquarters, and they would definitely be in the office handling official business at this time.
Walking to the door, the guard at the door was about to salute when an angry female voice suddenly came from inside the door.
"Fix Pirates? Very good! Contact Major General Francis and block them at Whiskey Peak!!"
"... It doesn't matter if they are pirate hunters! If you have any objections, let's start a war! Does the navy have to take into account the dignity of a group of bounty hyenas when it comes to catching pirates?!"
"If you can't complete the mission, don't come back. I'm not as useless as you!!"
After saying that, the phone was hung up with a loud bang, and you could clearly see the painful face of the phone bug just by imagining it.
"General Candidate" Taotu, no matter how friendly he is on weekdays and how elegant and generous his appearance and temperament are, once he is angered, he is such a tomboy who can be called "Master Tao"!
In fact, the female officers who have a relationship with He seem to be like this. They usually don't show much violent tendencies, but once they are angered, even Sengoku will stay away.
Oh, woman!
Ron motioned the guard to shut up with his eyes... then decisively turned around and walked towards the tea dolphin's office.
Can't afford to offend!
But at this time, a timid voice sounded.
"Mr. Ron, are you here to see Sister Peach Rabbit?"
Click!
Ron's hands and feet stiffened and he turned his head dryly. Looking at the little girl who opened the door a little, with a playful smile on her lips, she clenched her fists.
"Haha, yes! Dora, why are you here?"
The little girl was Miss Golden Week, a former cadre of the Baroque Working Company. However, after being adopted by Crane, she got a new name, Dora.
Dora, a devilish little girl!
"I'm here to deliver food to Sister Taotu. Granny He said that sister hasn't eaten anything today!"
With a smile on her face, Dora opened the door and revealed behind the desk in the room, with her left wrist pressing the hilt of the sword and her right hand supporting her chin, with lingering anger on her face. .
"Oh, it's Ron!"
"What? Do you want to find someone to fight now? I happen to be free!"
After saying that, Taotu, who was over 1.8 meters tall, stood up and rubbed his wrists.
"I've been really annoyed by pirates lately, so I just need some exercise!"
Ron: "..."
Dora, just wait for me! !
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