Holy Land, Marie Gioia.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ron."
Old Vic, still dressed as a butler in a tuxedo and white gloves, saluted Ron slightly.
He glanced at Caesar, who was staggering along with his eyes blank as if he had lost something important, hesitated, and asked.
"Ron... you didn't do anything to him, right?"
Caesar's mental state is not very good. In addition to the Five Old Stars, the adult will have questions to ask him later!
"What can I do to him?"
Hearing this, Ron smiled and smoked his cigar.
"I just told him an unacceptable reality. A guy with a broken belief is like this."
He worked hard to compete for the position of the number one scientist, but no one took him seriously.
This cruel reality is more difficult for Caesar to accept than death.
"Yeah?"
Vic hesitated for a moment, then stopped worrying and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter. Since the pure gold has been obtained, this guy really has nothing to pay attention to."
"Then leave it to you, Mr. Vic."
Ron said: "I'm not at the top decision-making level yet, and I'm too lazy to get involved... Tell me where Vegapunk is, I have something to do with him."
"Yes, the little old man understands."
After a pause, Vic pointed in the direction of Pangu City: "The previous experimental base was temporarily blocked. At present, Vegapunk should be over there."
"Pangu City...?"
"Really, the utilization rate is extremely high!"
"If we leave it alone, the news won't be concealed for long, so in order to create an illusion that the Celestial Dragons still exist, Pangu City must perform music every night."
Vic was somewhat silent when it came to this topic and waved his hands.
"Then General Canglong, the little old man will take his leave first!"
"Well, thank you!"
Since the Tianlong people "disappeared", the Holy Land... has gradually become crowded with people in a ridiculous trend.
Ordinary people don't care where the Celestial Dragons have gone. They only know that their lives are much better without those "descendants of gods" who must kneel when they meet.
The only ones who complained about this were the slave traders living in the Holy Land.
The Celestial Dragons are the main force in buying slaves, and only they can buy them without any scruples after the World Government establishes that slave trade is illegal.
Now that they are gone, where should the backlog of slaves go? Taking them to other countries along the Grand Line will cost a lot of money just in terms of travel expenses.
As a result, being sold at a low price, abandoned, and disposed of... starving to death, dying of disease, being buried alive, and abandoning their bodies in the wilderness have become common outcomes for slaves.
This business is no longer viable and the slave traders are using all dirty means to pick themselves out.
This group of legal criminals born under a deformed system has come to an end.
However, there are many slaves who don’t want to die. Dogs will jump over the wall when they are anxious, let alone humans
The violent resistance triggered one riot after another.
But this is not what Ron, a navy, needs to worry about. The Holy Land has its own commander-in-chief "Cyborg" sitting in charge.
Walking along the way, passing through the lively streets of Mariejoia, Ron came to Pangu City, which was heavily guarded and seemed to be singing and dancing in peace.
"Stop comers, there is Pangu City ahead, leave quickly!"
The two guards stopped Ron and scolded him expressionlessly, completely ignoring the epaulettes on his shoulders that symbolized the status of a general.
It would not be surprising if the Celestial Dragons really still exist, but now...
"Back off!"
Suddenly, a soft drink sounded nearby.
Ron looked in the direction of the sound, slightly surprised: "Rob Luqi, why are you here?"
"This is the task given to me by Commander Ling to guard the gate of Pangu City. This is originally one of our CP0's daily tasks."
Lu Qi, who was wearing a half-faced mask, walked over, shouted away the guards, and bowed to Ron: "But since General Canglong wants to go in, it doesn't matter."
"It seems... a lot of things have happened to you CP0!"
Ron sighed and walked past him with a smile without saying anything else.
As a member of the guarding Pangu City's only entrance and exit, does Rob Luqi know who lives inside? The answer should not be too obvious.
In this regard, Lu Qi remained silent.
It wasn't until Ron was about to disappear deep into the gate that Lu Qi turned around and stopped, asking in an unprecedented confused tone.
"General Canglong, what will our future... be like?"
The meaning of cp0's existence rests on the Tianlong people. Now that the Tianlong people are gone, who can they still be loyal to
Five old stars
But with the more capable naval assassination force, why should Wulaoxing treat them differently
This problem not only troubled Rob Luqi, but also Bald Zero... As a veteran of three dynasties, the man who abandoned his navy identity and came to cp0 has no way back.
Now even the last place of shelter is in danger. How should we continue in the future
"That kind of thing... is none of my business!"
Ron stopped and said without looking back.
"Life is not easy for everyone. Some people can't even find anything to eat for their next meal. They are hungry and cold. If you have time to think about this problem, it means that you are at least better than them."
"Me too, so I'm too lazy to respond."
After a pause, Ron chuckled and turned to look at him sideways.
"But if it's you, I can help you save a place in the assassination force. If you don't know how to survive, just become a sharp blade in my hand. At least I can arrange tasks for you so that you don't have time to think about it. "
"Of course, that's if that bastard Baldhead is willing to let him go."
After that, Ron said no more and continued to walk forward.
Lu Qi was stunned on the spot, and after a moment, he clenched his fists tremblingly.
"Thank you!"
Pangu City was bustling with people, but the strange thing was that no one could be seen outside. It was empty, as if it were a ghost. Those disguised human voices were all played through loudspeakers.
Walking along the passage, Ron entered a door at the end, and in an instant, all the noise outside disappeared.
There were only the sounds of footsteps walking back and forth, and the low-frequency vibrations of various experimental instruments.
Vegapunk was not far away, holding a folder in his hand and constantly recording something.
Feeling Ron's gaze, he turned his head and his eyes widened in surprise.
"General Canglong, why are you here?"
After saying that, he woke up suddenly with a sad expression: "So, Caesar is back too?"
Wulaoxing gave Ron the task of retrieving the pure gold, and he knew it clearly. Now that Ron is here, the meaning is self-evident.
"Don't be so pessimistic, Vegapunk. Caesar is not the same type of person as you. It's a good thing to be able to recognize him before he causes a big mess..."
"No, he has caused enough trouble, okay?!"
The corner of Bega Punk's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he shook his head: "I wonder what the reason for General Canglong's visit today is?"
bother you for something.
Vegapunk knows this.
In this regard, Ron did not hide anything. He told about the zombie giant he met on Thor Island and complained dissatisfiedly.
"I didn't expect you to lie to me, Vegapunk! You also said that superhuman and natural types cannot carry out fruit transfer. You were really wrong!"
Clinker, Bega Punk looked surprised and asked: "Why do you think that is the result of my research?"
Σ(Д;)
"Isn't it you?"
Besides Vegapunk, could anyone else do this
"Indeed, it's not me."
Vegapunk said solemnly: "I have been busy upgrading the pacifists and using the heart of the ocean to make weapons recently, and I don't have the time at all."
Then he smiled easily.
"But now that we have the finished product, we can master it quickly!"
The results of your experiment are good, but the next moment, it will be mine!