"It has dived to nearly a thousand meters."
Vivian operated a submarine that could only carry about 50 people and slowly approached the Red Earth Continent in the deep sea.
Inside the submarine, two members of the Revolutionary Army sat on Vivian's left and right. They were the commander of the Western Army, Mori, and Sabo's lover, Kerla.
Oh, Vivian naturally didn’t know whether she was Sabo’s lover. He just read the original book and subconsciously thought so.
"Can bombardment at this distance really trigger a volcanic eruption as you said?" Kerla said with some disbelief as he looked at the electronic screen in front of the submarine.
"I'm not 100 percent sure either."
While Vivian was operating the submarine, he reached into his arms to take out a cigarette, but just as he put it in his lips, Kerla snatched it away.
"Smoking in a closed environment can cause trouble, especially in a submarine. Once the oxygen is polluted, we will repeatedly inhale your secondhand smoke. I think you should understand this, right?" Kerla said.
Vivian: “…”
This woman is really not cute at all.
Vivian pursed his lips, threw the cigarette box back into the storage ring, and then said to Mori, "Dig a hole at the location I marked and take me in to have a look. After confirming the location, I will go back and operate the submarine to carry out the bombing."
"Dig a hole in the seafloor?"
Mori was shocked and scratched the back of his head in confusion. "But we are both Devil Fruit users. How can a Devil Fruit user leave the submarine and use his power in the water?"
"You don't have to worry about this at all."
Vivian said this and grabbed into the air again. Two thin coats like transparent raincoats appeared in his hands.
"This was also invented by Dr. Vegapunk. It's called a barrier coat. When worn, it can effectively prevent seawater from touching the body."
As he spoke, he put the clothes on his body from head to toe, fitting tightly.
"By the way, in order not to affect the movement, the oxygen in the suit is only enough for breathing for less than two hours. If you want to use it again, you have to go to the shore to refill it."
"Two hours is more than enough."
Morrie nodded and took the coat from Vivian excitedly.
You know, he hasn't swam since he became a devil fruit user. For some reason, he really misses it.
Kerla, on the other hand, couldn't help but ask, "How many of Dr. Vegapunk's research results do you have?"
She wondered why the doctor didn't give these things to their revolutionary army before he died, but instead gave them to the admiral in front of him
Logically speaking, Vegapunk should hate the navy very much.
"I haven't counted them carefully, but there are probably more than a hundred pieces." Vivian thought for a while and said.
"More than a hundred?"
Kerla took a breath of cold air when he heard this, and then after hesitating for a moment, he looked at Vivian who was about to jump out of the cabin and said, "That..."
"What's wrong?"
"If possible, can you give those things of yours to our Revolutionary Army's scientific research unit for research?"
"Research?"
Vivian found this very funny and turned to look at Kerla, "After your revolutionary army successfully overthrows the World Government, I will help you develop technology. There is no rush to discuss this now."
"Oh...oh, okay." Kerla nodded quickly upon hearing that, knowing that she was indeed a little impolite.
At the same time, Vivian and Mori had been transported out of the submarine.
The moment he touched the sea water through the thin film of his outer clothes, Mori could not help but open his eyes wide, because he did not feel any fatigue or discomfort. It was exactly the same as when he was standing on land, with no difference.
"It really works." Mori said in amazement.
However, perhaps because the clothes were too airtight, Vivian couldn't hear a word of what Morrie said.
But this does not prevent them from communicating.
Vivian gestured to Mori to follow, and Mori raised his arm and replied OK. Then the two of them swam quickly towards the bottom of the red earth continent, one after the other.
About ten minutes later.
The two drilled along the stone wall to a depth of about 100 meters. Looking at the structure of the volcano, Vivian observed carefully for a moment before saying, "The location is not right. If we bombard here, it will probably be difficult to cause an eruption."
"Then keep digging forward?" Morrie asked.
"No, we have to go somewhere else."
Vivian said, reaching into her bosom, and immediately began to look at the map inside her barrier coat.
"By the way, where did you get this map from?"
"I drew it myself." Vivian replied without even looking up.
"Did you draw it yourself?" Mori blinked and immediately couldn't help scratching his head again, "Have you ever dived down here before?"
"No."
Vivian said expressionlessly, "I just observed it using perspective on the shore. Oh, by the way, I am also quite talented in painting."
Well...my painting skills have also been improved and are almost reaching the grandmaster level. How can this talent not be high
"perspective?"
Morrie:
I totally don't understand.
"Come on, follow me."
"good."
Mori responded, and immediately followed Vivian, swam out of the cave, and then continued to move rapidly to the right.
...
On the other side, the holy land of Marijoa.
Gordon, disguised as Vivian, lay in the bedroom with his back to the door. At the same time, a government official pushed the door open and walked in. He looked at him and said, "General Vivian, Lord Yinm wants you to come over."
"Ah? Um...cough cough cough..."
Gordon was startled at first, then he immediately started coughing, and replied in a low voice: "I have a cold and I am not feeling well. Is there anything important? Could it be that the revolutionary army has come from under the Red Earth Continent?"
“That’s not the case…”
The young man shook his head. "It's about other things. Lord Yinmu wants to ask you a few questions."
After that, he added with a little doubt: "How can someone with your physical fitness like General Vivian catch a cold?"
Gordon: “…”
"Ahem... this is not an ordinary cold, it's a highly contagious variant of the cold."
After making a random remark, he immediately continued, "You go first. I'll change my clothes and then let Saint Musgarud take me there."
"But.."
The young man wanted to say something else, but Gordon suddenly slammed the headboard and shouted angrily, "I told you I'll be there soon, don't you understand?"
Card!
The wooden board at the head of the bed broke.
The young man was so frightened when he saw this that he quickly left the room, carefully closed the door, and quickly disappeared into the corridor of the Holy House of Musgarud.
... ...