Although Caesar himself has natural gas fruit ability, he mainly exists as a scientist, and his strength is just that.
What's more, the experimental subjects started to go on a rampage, destroying everywhere. It was impossible to hide it from anyone, and it would be known soon.
So, faced with a difficult situation, he made a crazy choice!
He knew that after this matter was exposed, no matter the reason, Wu Laoxing would kill him!
So he decisively closed the door of the laboratory to prevent the news from leaking out to buy time, and then pretended that he needed the help of pure gold research, took the ring in front of Vegapunk, and then...
Get away!
"Wait a minute, Bega Punk, I admit that I am not your opponent now, but I won't be in the future!"
Before leaving, the surveillance phone recorded Caesar's sinister words to Vegapunk's back: "There are limits to human abilities, Vegapunk."
"One thing I have learned in this short life is that the more we pursue truth and solve mysteries, the easier it is to get lost... unless we are more than human."
"Because our life span is so short that we can only accomplish one thing in our entire life."
"That's why you, who has mastered science and technology that is 500 years ahead of the world, are so noble and respected by everyone!"
"But now... the situation is different, phew!"
Vegapunk smiled coldly and touched the ring on his finger.
"I will truly master the technology of the next 500 years! The world's number one scientist is only me, Caesar Courant!!!"
Then turned and left.
After listening to the recording, Ron was silent for a while.
"In other words, does Caesar want to use his immortality to close the gap between him and Vegapunk...?"
"What a... wonderful idea."
But I have to say, this is really a solution!
No matter how genius Vegapunk is, he is still a human being, and human lifespan has a limit.
Choose to outlast your opponent
It is truly a victory between geniuses!
"Those things don't matter. The important thing now is that he stole the pure gold!"
The five old stars with long beards roared: "Find him Ron and bring back the pure gold!!"
"learn!"
Ron grinned, nodded, and then asked pointedly: "But, what about the experimental accident?"
Hearing this, the bearded five old star's tone was stagnant.
It is conceivable that Caesar must have tampered with all the cameras related to the Draco in the laboratory, so that he could bring out one for testing.
then…
He did not give notice immediately. Instead, he went to Vegapunk and took away the pure gold under pretext, further delaying the time.
In the end... he really escaped. Under strict supervision, it means that no one knew that the accident happened before it became a big accident.
In summary!
"No more, all gone..."
The bearded Five Old Star took a deep breath with a melancholy look on his face.
But he quickly cheered up and said with firm eyes: "That's why we should find pure gold!"
"The government cannot do without the Five Old Stars... I, we, cannot die!"
Boom! !
Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky.
The dark cloudy sky flashed with silver light, and the thick and undulating leaden clouds seemed to have some huge thing tumbling in them. Ron held the phone in silence, looking a little dazed at this moment.
But then, the corners of his mouth turned up.
"Really? Please forgive me..."
Boom... click! !
The lightning illuminated half of his face. Ron held the phone and smiled slightly.
"Promise to complete the mission!"
"Please, Ron!"
…
The sky was getting brighter, and a warship appeared on the sea level with the first ray of dawn at the turn of dawn.
Bang... Puff!
After verifying the identity, the Gulf Port lowered the windshield and allowed the warship to slowly come in.
Smoker got up early today and was standing on the stone steps of the port, motionless as he was beaten by the sea breeze.
When a group of figures appeared on the deck, he finally turned his eyes and grinned.
"Have you finally sent them back? These bastards!"
"Let me go, let me go, I will leave on my own!"
"Hey, you guys! Be gentle with the children! Young Master, are you okay?"
With that said, Kinemon wanted to break free and go over to save people.
In response to this, the surrounding soldiers who were in charge of the escort did not change their expressions, and a squad leader stepped up and said.
"Don't move!"
"According to naval regulations, you are currently in a period of imprisonment, and any act of resistance will increase your culpability."
Speaking of this, the squad leader grinned and sneered.
"But I do hope you will resist, because then... we will have a legitimate reason to kill them."
"You actually alerted General Canglong. Wait for death, you bastards!"
The last sentence revealed the truth. Looking at the extremely unfriendly eyes of the soldiers around him, Kinemon opened his mouth, trying to explain something.
"I… "
But thinking of what he saw in the basement that day, his whole body trembled inexplicably and he stopped talking.
Yes, something that was unclear to begin with ended up alarming even the admiral.
If they hadn't made any move of resistance and had no intention of attacking, their end would have been much more tragic than it was now.
and…
"Kin'emon-san, I said so..."
Smoker walked up to the deck and stood before him.
"Please don't leave at will, otherwise something that no one wants to see will happen."
In this regard, Kinemon is very self-aware.
"I'm extremely sorry, Mr. Smoker!"
"Everything started because of the next person. These two companions were bewitched by me, so please let them go!"
"On the next line, there is a reason to leave no matter what!"
"Lying is not the way of a samurai, Kitsune Kinemon!"
Hearing this, Smoker narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "In fact, I think we have the possibility of cooperation. After all... we have a common enemy."
"Right, Kozuki Momonosuke?"
Momonosuke, who was picked up by a soldier and held by his armpits, was stunned when he heard this and turned his head.
"So, you already know?"
"Ah, that's right."
Smoker took off the cigar from his mouth with his bandaged fingers and nodded: "I've known it for a long time, but I just couldn't believe it."
…
Throwing the questions of the Wano group to Smoker, at the same time, Ron received another group of arrivals in the room.
"Commander, this is what the captain asked us to bring!"
A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, wearing the navy's iconic short shirt, who was no more than a first-class private, knelt on one knee and respectfully presented the wooden box in his hand.
This most ordinary guy among the hundreds of members of the artillery force on the ship was actually a member of the assassination force.
This situation where you never know who your companions are is the truth that makes everyone in the Assassination Corps fear them.
But for Ron, this is a good thing.
Opening the wooden box, there were three sections separated by hay, and three Devil Fruits were placed in each.
The most eye-catching among them is the orange-red spherical fruit that looks like an orange and has a spiral pattern on it. The fruit stalk is green with a swirl at one end and a flame at the other. The skin is made of countless small flame-shaped spiral fruit patterns gathered together. Burn the fruit.
"Well, good job."
After checking to make sure there was nothing wrong, Ron closed the wooden box and said, "By the way, did you meet Caesar Courant when you came here?"
"Caesar Courant, the scientist?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then shook his head.
"Sorry, my subordinate is incompetent and didn't remember it."
His mission was to protect the Devil Fruit and deliver it to Ron intact, so he didn't put too much energy into the memory of the ship he passed by. After making sure there was no threat, he naturally forgot about it.
"Sure enough, it's not that easy... It's okay. I just mentioned it casually. You should go back first. I will contact your captain to help you record your merits for this mission."
"Yes, I can't thank you enough!"
The merit record of the assassination force is a good thing, because it has too much power, and for those who have merit, as long as it does not violate the principle, any needs can be met.
This mission was just to escort some things, it was an "A" level mission, which made many people jealous, and he happened to be on the warship returning to G11, so he missed it.
Watching the middle-aged man leave, Ron rubbed his temples with a headache.
"Trouble!"
"Even I don't dare to speak out about such an earth-shaking matter. I can't borrow the power of the assassination team. Do I have to count on CP0?"
Thinking of the phone call with Akainu last night, Ron lay on his back on the sofa.
"Blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone. The ancients never deceived me!"