"Ron, what happened?"
On the deck, the flying squirrel looked at Ron in shock.
He was the first to bear the brunt of the strong domineering wave just now, and he was also the one who suffered the most. Therefore, he knows best that the things contained in that power are different.
Different from the impact of ordinary overlord colors, the mighty domineering power swept through the headquarters of Malinfodo, but no one fainted from it.
Those who are weak in strength and weak in character will just sit down weakly, or kneel down with dull eyes.
No one lost consciousness due to the impact, but everyone had an urge to worship.
This kind of overbearing color is simply unheard of!
After walking out of the cabin, Ron was stunned when he heard the words, and smiled: "It's nothing, I just figured out a problem."
"Oh? That must be a very important question, right?"
The flying squirrel raised his eyebrows and looked at him dissatisfied.
As the instructor of Ron's recruit assessment, the two have always had a good relationship after graduation. Now that they are so perfunctory, Flying Squirrel is naturally dissatisfied.
Ron smiled at this, took out a cigar and lit it for the flying squirrel.
"Don't be so stingy, Senior Flying Squirrel! I don't know how to explain it... I can only say that I have figured out who I am and what I should do at this turning point of this chaotic era."
Taking a puff of the cigar, the flying squirrel looked at him sideways and sighed after a moment.
"It's amazing to be able to figure this out."
After a pause, before Ron could answer, the flying squirrel raised his chin.
"Okay, if you have nothing to do, just go down. I'm going to leave soon."
"By the way, the marshal just sent someone over to inquire. Since you are out, you can go there yourself."
"Okay, then I won't bother you."
Ron nodded and jumped off the deck.
Watching the warship leave the port, Ron silently held his cigar in his mouth, and after a moment the corners of his mouth curled up.
"However, despite this, this world ultimately depends on strength."
"Without strength, no matter how lofty the ideological realm is, it is just a speck of dust that makes people feel regretful when mentioning it."
Thinking of Im in the Holy Land, Ron took a deep breath, took off the cigar, and exhaled.
"A world changer? Let's win this battle first."
…
New world, unknown waters.
On a huge island-shaped ship, Orric slowly walked into the inner hall, suddenly looking surprised.
"I didn't expect you to actually join forces with someone! This is not like you, Mr. Ryder."
Looking at the man wearing a scarlet dress and cape who was drinking tea calmly on the sofa, Orric couldn't help but pause and stand at the door.
Orrick, who was once a member of that era, knew very well how powerful this monster was. If he was not careful, he might really capsize in the gutter.
In this regard, the "Aloof Red", "Red Earl", "Aloof Ryder", the true peak powerhouse of the past era, the monster who alone can keep pace with Roger and Whitebeard, Baloric Ryder Field's expression remained unchanged as he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Oh, not really."
His expression was as calm as ever, and he ignored Orric's fears, showing full confidence.
Glancing at the strong man standing side by side with Orrick, he said slowly: "I just happened to meet Mr. Bundiwald on the road and had the same destination as him, so we took a ride."
Speaking of this, Redfield frowned slightly.
"On the contrary, it's you... the Draco Tyrant who actually appears here? It seems that the rumors are true. The source of funds for Mr. Walder's giant ship is indeed you."
In response, Orric smiled lightly.
"Mr. Walder is an Avenger just like me. How can I say no to something within my power?"
"So much for the polite words!"
At this time, Walder, who had never spoken, walked past Orrick with heavy steps, came to the sofa opposite Redfield, and sat down.
"No one really trusts each other, so the topic of joining forces or not is meaningless. It's just about each getting what he needs."
"You funded me to build revenge weapons, wasn't it also for the purpose of letting me test the navy?"
Walder narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sinister aura spread.
"You will regret it, Orric... because after I take action, there will be nothing left for you."
"Really? I hope so."
Orrick smiled calmly, then his expression turned cold.
"But I need to remind you, never underestimate the navy... They are different now than they were 30 years ago."
Buzz!
The terrifying armed domination shook the air, and there was a buzzing sound.
Walder suddenly clenched his fists and said coldly.
"Are you laughing at me?"
"That's not what I meant. I was just stating a fact."
"Oh, is it so?"
Walder's expression became increasingly unkind. He placed his hand on the musket placed on the coffee table in front of him, and an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly emerged.
"He's right, Walder."
Suddenly, Redfield spoke softly.
"Don't forget the brat we saw at lv.6. The current navy can achieve the grand military power of the 'First Year of the Navy', and its strength is by no means comparable to that of the past."
Seeing this, Walder's expression tightened.
"Hmph! Those losers are nothing... It's time for the navy to remember how terrifying the real big pirate is."
The storm disappeared without a trace, and Redfield's expression remained calm as he turned around and asked.
"It's you, Orric... I heard that the country of Wano has encountered some trouble. Some vengeful undead have appeared. Aren't you in a hurry to go back?"
"Hmm, I was about to do this... I just heard that the famous Red Earl has regained his youth, so I came to visit. After all, you are an old-timer."
Seeing that Redfield didn't answer, Orrick grinned and continued.
"With such an unreliable group of allies, I feel helpless..."
"It seems that I can understand the reason why you two don't want to be with others."
In response to this, the two of them closed their eyes and meditated, while the other held tea in silence, still ignoring it.
Orric shrugged, made a noble salute, and turned to leave.
After sending Orrick away, Redfield stood up and said.
"That brat must be left to me, Walder. This is the agreement between me and him..."
"Why?! I also want to compete with the strongest of the new generation of navy."
After retorting, Walder suddenly shrugged.
"But it doesn't matter. After all, my enemies are all the old guys in the Navy. Unlike you, I only have Garp."
In response, Redfield did not refute, but silently tightened the special umbrella in his hand with a cold expression.
…
A storm is coming, but the Navy doesn't know it at this time.
As the days passed, the atmosphere in the headquarters became more solemn... This was the 45th day after Qingzhi was injured, but the news from the Holy Land was still not optimistic.
Naval Headquarters, Marshal's Office.
"With Luo's help, they successfully removed all the bone fragments embedded in the internal organs and muscle tissue of General Qing Pheasant. However, his cardiopulmonary function was still not revived, and he had to use instruments to maintain his heartbeat and breathing."
Ron stood up and reported the situation to Akainu and the rest of his colleagues, his expression solemn.
"Vegapunk is already studying the universal genetic fluid left by Caesar, hoping to use my cell self-healing ability to help him recover."
"Caesar's universal genetic fluid? Isn't that the real culprit that led to the demise of the Celestial Dragon nobles?"
He took a breath. Everyone here was the core group who knew about the genocide of the Tianlong people. They were very concerned about this matter and naturally knew the reason.
The universal genetic fluid was the source of the tragedy that Caesar brewed.
In response, Ron nodded.
"In fact, the intention of the universal genetic fluid is good, and human experiments have shown that the effect has perfectly reached the experimental level."
"But... Kuzan's current physical condition is too bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand it."
In response, Kizaru smacked his lips and reminded.
"That thing doesn't improve your physique step by step. It's a kind of vicious medicine."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Indeed, Kuzan's current physical condition is like broken porcelain held together by glue, while the universal genetic fluid is like a high-pressure water gun, violent and powerful.
Regardless of whether the intention is good or not, if the medicine cannot withstand its effects, it is a dangerous medicine.