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OPI Chapter 81: The end of the One Piece Legend - New Research Ideas.
🕑 Added 2023-12-18 00:49:50 +0000 UTCThe mountain of jewels and gold in the open space opposite Pangaea Castle was getting higher and higher, and it was really close to the top of the former, but finally the Five Elders gave the order to stop.
They considered that raising the height of this mound to the level of or beyond the castle would be an affront and disrespectful to the Celestial Dragons.
Despite this, the impressive magnitude of this mountain of gold and jewels shocked the entire world.
The world seemed to fall silent, only the roar of the waves in the sea could be heard.
“Are you kidding me!!” Buggy, who was watching the broadcast in the cabin of the ship, although he was only fifteen years old, had the same appearance as in the future He looked at the golden mountain in the screen and roared. "If we had this amount of treasure, we wouldn't be simple pirates!"
Buggy looked with envy at the countless amount of gold and jewels. He couldn't have so much even if he searched for treasures all his life, right?
"Aaahhh! Where the hell are these guys taking me!?" He screamed, clutching his head in a state of extreme distress.
When he was wandering in the East Blue, those mysterious men in black suddenly appeared in front of him. Without saying a word, they hit him and left him unconscious. When he woke up, he was on this ship.
"The place we're taking you is Punk Hazard, the secret base of the Special Science Group, sorry, it's now the Academy of Sciences." At this time, a man in black opened the door and walked in with a smile.
“Why are you sending me there?” Seeing that there was finally someone to communicate with, Buggy quickly stood up and asked.
“Because we have seen your talent in weapons research, you will be taught more professional knowledge there. From now on you can seriously become a scientist in the field of weapons."
"..." Buggy was stunned. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He could only ask in confusion: "How do you know that I have been studying new weapons recently? Obviously, I only had the idea last week."
How funny and outrageous is this?
Just a week ago, he started getting interested in it and he didn't even have all the materials for the research. And now, someone from the World Government came to tell him how talented he is in this area and also used strong methods to arrest him. Was the purpose to send him to a place to study?
The man in black in front of him was also confused. He blinked a few times, not knowing what to do or say in this situation.
"Well, you should know Shanks. You two were on the same boat before. By the way, he was the one who told us that you are particularly talented in this area." The man in black coughed twice and reluctantly found an excuse.
"Shanks?!" Buggy exploded instantly. His teeth became sharp fangs, and he burned with fury.
He couldn't believe that idiot had tricked him again. Previously, it was because of him that he ended up eating the Chop-Chop Fruit and became a landlubber, losing access to many underwater treasures.
"Where is he now?!"
"Cough, Shanks... It was discovered that he has the blood of the Celestial Dragons. So they sent him back to Mary Geoise."
"...?” Buggy's face froze, and three big golden question marks popped up on his head, and he shouted in disbelief: "What are you talking about? That bastard Shanks is a Celestial Dragon!"
The man in black nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, so I advise you to be careful with your words. You don't want to be arrested in Punk Hazard for showing disrespect towards the Celestial Dragons."
“Why, why him, do you have any evidence?” Buggy asked through gritted teeth, with uncontrollable envy in his tone.
A Celestial Dragon! That was infinite wealth, supreme status and always protected by Navy admirals! Oh, he wanted that too.
...
Pangaea Castle. Room of Authority
“Next is the Levely.” Warcury said, sitting on the sofa, with a serious and solemn face.
Mars asked: "As for the towns where the slaves are settling, have the constructions been completed?"
Previously, they considered that after the approval of the Levely issues, they would not be able to free all of Mary Geoise's slaves at once, as many of them were mentally disturbed or harbored strong resentment towards the World Government.
Therefore, it was discussed that only 10,000 selected people would be released through the world live broadcast, and the remaining people would be placed under house arrest somewhere in the Red Earth Continent, and then psychologists would be sent to try to see if they could recover.
As for those whose hatred is really too deep, they can only be dealt with secretly.
"It's almost ready." Warcury responded.
Meanwhile, the News Coo loaded with newspapers waved their wings, flying towards different parts of the world. The content inside was about today's event, the live reveal of One Piece.
Although thanks to the instant transmission ability of the Den Den Mushi, most people around the world already knew about this at this time, like a newspaper, this crucial event that could even be recorded in history must be documented in their own pages.
Otherwise it would be unprofessional. Therefore, the headline on the front page of the newspaper in the extra edition announced: "The day the legend of One Piece ends!"
The second half of the Grand Line, the 'New World' sea area, Punk Hazard.
The island was covered by a dense green forest. In this vast jungle lies the former Special Science Group, now the research base of the Academy of Sciences.
The atmosphere in the entire facility was extremely serious and solemn, among the occasional roars of beasts.
“The fusion of items and Zoan-type devil fruits…”
In a laboratory packed with monitors, a middle-aged man, about six feet tall with a disproportionately large head resembling a radish, was wearing a loose white coat. He looked at the contents of a file, reading line by line.
He was Vegapunk, the current director of the Academy of Sciences and head of the Institute of Devil Fruit Studies.
"Interesting."
This information was kept in a lockbox by members of CP6 and escorted over three hours ago. He originally thought it was a professional report from other researchers.
But after looking at it, he discovered that the content is confusing and lax. There is no experimental data, and it is all guesswork. These seemingly random conjectures caught his eye.
“Although the whole article is full of unrigorous speculations, it did point me to a relatively clear research direction.” This also makes Vegapunk's mood more complicated. He is now a little worried about whether the World Government has found a researcher who can replace him.
Not that he had much love for the World Government. After all, he was forcibly brought here. But he had to admit that here he could investigate without restrictions: money, equipment, research materials, everything he needed was available.
“Huh, what is this?” Just when he was about to pack up the documents, Vegapunk was surprised to find that there was another document envelope in the lockbox. He opened it and took it out, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
"Climate improvement plan for Future Country Baldimore." After reading the contents of the plan, his hands trembled a little. The World Government was actually prepared to help him solve the extreme cold climate in his hometown.
Vegapunk understood the intention of the World Government.
"..." There was a long silence. Vegapunk sat in his chair, looking at the document in his hands. He was moved, but logic told him that it was a 'bribe' from the World Government.
So the question arose: can their loyalty be bought in exchange for ensuring the happy future of their home?
“Dr. Vegapunk, the CP6 ship has entered the port, and they have brought Buggy, the former intern of the Roger Pirates.”
"Buggy, is that the kid who is said to be very talented in explosives? Let's take him to the guest room to rest. Give him a day to get familiar with the environment here and start arranging a teacher for him the day after tomorrow."
To be honest, Vegapunk is really not interested in explosives, and he has no time to teach Buggy himself. Now he just wants to continue to invest in the research of devil fruits.
"Understood."
"Also, bring me two Zoan-type Devil Fruits and two famous swords for my experiments."
"Yes!"
…
“Shurororo... Teacher, did you call me?” Caesar, walked into Professor Fritz's research room.
They were on level 5.5 of Impel Down, the secret base of the Biochemical Research Institute directly affiliated with the Academy of Sciences of the World Government.
"Well, an order has just arrived from Mary Geoise, asking us to send people to Area RL1556 to assist the Construction Department in constructing a biochemical security station with isolation, sterilization and disinfection functions."
"We also have to wear thirty advanced chemical protection suits."
Hearing this, Caesar, looked surprised.
“RL?”
“I remember, isn’t that the Red Earth Continent? Why build a biochemical safety station there? Would anyone dare to release biochemical weapons there?”
“Also, what do they need chemical protective suits for?”
Hearing the three consecutive questions from his student, Professor Fritz rubbed his brows with a headache and sighed.
"I don't know either. Don't you know the temper of the World Government? Since they haven't explained it, it means we shouldn't know, so don't ask around."
"Remember this, it can save your life!"
“Okay.” Caesar was unhappy.
“Be careful when you go there. Although you are only sixteen years old, you still know how to operate a biochemical safety station, right?” Professor Fritz raised his head and asked.
Caesar nodded excitedly and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I just want to go up there and take a walk!"
“Hey, be careful when you go there. Don’t run around. Every word you say must be carefully considered. It’s best not to say a word about anything that has nothing to do with work!” Professor Fritz continued to give his instructions earnestly.
“Shurororo... I got it teacher.” Caesar chuckled, thinking that the professor was exaggerating about the danger of the Red Earth Continent.
Professor Fritz looked at his careless look and knew that he didn't take his words to heart at all. He shook his head helplessly, and then handed over a piece of information on the table. “By the way, look at this.”
"What is it?" Caesar, curious, took the document and began to read it. His eyes were shining as he read the document. The document dealt with conjectures of new biochemical weapons based on biological gases, in addition to the description of different viruses and paralyzing drugs.
"It's strange. I was ordered to give you this document and to investigate it on your own." Professor Fritz was also full of doubts.
After Caesar finished reading the document, he felt excited. So he quickly turned around and ran towards the door of the investigation room. “Teacher, I’m going to the Red Earth Continent right now!”
Now he wants to visit the Red Earth Continent and also wants to start studying the interesting content of the document right away, but he doesn't want to choose one or the other, he wants both!
Professor Fritz looked at the automatically closing door, smiled resignedly, and at the same time, his gaze became deep. He wondered where the World Government had gotten all this information from.
The key point is that whether it is biochemical weapons based on biological gases, or the different types of viruses mentioned, they are all dangerous biochemical weapons that are highly contagious.
To be honest, his bottom line has not been broken yet, so subconsciously he doesn’t want to study it.
But on the other hand, according to the document's conjectures, viruses can not only be used as weapons but can also serve as a treatment for certain diseases, and in fact if this is achieved it can save many people.
An internal struggle, a painful indecision.
But, if he disobeyed the World Government's orders about conducting the research, he could no longer be the director of the Biochemical Research Institute. Furthermore, after all these years, he knew too many secrets, which would probably result in his elimination.
"Okay, forget it. I will do it for the good of the people and for my wife and daughter. The rest, let's leave it in the hands of the World Government." Professor Fritz comforted himself in a low voice.
