Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

As his words fell, several prisoners stepped forward one after another.

But soon, they were dumbfounded.

When they stepped forward, they realized that they didn't know what to do.

Because when they looked at the dense data in their hands, they only felt a headache.

Accompanied by a strong sense of frustration, the nine returned to their elder brother's side again.

This time, they all remained silent.

The previous enthusiasm for going forward to help also dissipated.

Seeing their state, the corner of Xiaopang's mouth curled into a smile.

Immediately, he said lightly.

"Do you understand the gap between us and them?"

Hearing what the elder brother said, the other nine nodded their heads.

After all, their enthusiasm was taught a lesson by reality.

However, Fatty said again.

"Now that you understand the gap, don't go up and make trouble for them."

"The best help we can provide is to quietly watch them work."

His words were agreed by the other nine people.

Immediately, they sat directly on the floor of the laboratory, waiting for the progress of their experiments.

And what happened just now was just a small episode to the assistants.

They still continue to pay attention to the work in hand.

Even Caesar's departure could not stop the progress of the experiment.

In a certain respect, they are already considered qualified researchers.

As for Caesar, he galloped all the way through the dark purple gas that he transformed into.

Almost instantly, he came to Dracula's office.

However, when he was about to hit the gate, Caesar stopped his movements in time.

The dark purple gas began to solidify.

After solidification, it continues to shrink.

In the end, the dark purple gas surged inward, and all of it was absorbed by an extremely strong force.

Soon, Caesar changed back to his previous form again.

He first patted the dust on his white coat.

Immediately, he simply scanned around himself.

After making sure that there were no mistakes, he stretched out the back of his hand and gently knocked on the door.

With a sound of thump, thump, thump, Dracula slowly put down the pen he was writing in.

After a pause, he raised his head and said softly.

"Come in."

Hearing the voice from inside, Caesar withdrew his hand from knocking on the door.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated.

He directly stretched out his right hand, pushed open the door in front of him, and walked in.

In an instant, he noticed Dracula sitting at the top.

The eyes of the two met each other.

After noticing this gaze, Caesar smiled awkwardly.

He scratched his messy hair and said weakly.

"Hey, hey, boss, I'm not too late, right?"

Hearing Caesar's words, Dracula slowly retracted his gaze.

Then, he shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand again, pointing to the seat not far away and gently beckoning.

"It's not too late."

"Sit down, I need to talk to you about something."

Under Dracula's gesture, Caesar sat directly on the seat opposite him.

After he was completely seated, he asked carelessly.

"Boss, what happened?"

Without too much hesitation, Dracula directly stated his plan.

"Well, it's not really a big deal."

"The main thing is that the navy is about to advance to the city."

"I'm going to have a good time with them. After all, people always want to have some fun."

"Look at the topographical map on the table, I'm going to catch a turtle in the urn."

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Caesar sat quietly in his seat, listening to all the plans of his boss.

As the plan continued to be explained in detail, the smile on his face became wider and wider.

After about a stick of incense, Dracula's plan was completely finished.

Feeling the dry throat, he immediately picked up the tea on the table and drank it down.

After a bit of relief, he continued.

"However, there is another important factor in order to realize this plan."

"That is, can you fine-tune the structure inside the city?"

Hearing what his boss said, Caesar did not directly give an affirmative answer.

He sat in his seat, thinking about the possibility of interior modification.

Looking at his appearance, Dracula did not disturb him.

After all, he knew that this request was a bit harsh.

However, in order to make the game more fun, he had to do so.

Therefore, the pressure is now on Caesar's side.

In this way, the office fell into a peaceful atmosphere.

As time went by, Caesar, who had been meditating, raised his head.

With burning eyes, he looked in Dracula's direction.

Then, he said relaxedly.

"Heh heh heh, of course it's fine."

"But if this is the case, the deprivation experiment can only be handed over to my assistant first."

Hearing his answer, Dracula was not very surprised.

After all, if you want to successfully transform the city, you must put other experiments aside first.

Without too much hesitation, he said directly.

"Okay, let's do this first."

"After all, the navy will arrive here in a few days."

"After dealing with them, you can go back to do that experiment."

Later, the two communicated about the specific details.

After the conversation was over, Caesar left in a hurry.

Because promoting the transformation of the city does not happen overnight.

It is always a bit hasty to proceed under such urgent conditions.

However, since he has promised, he will try his best to do it.

With his departure, the office once again returned to its usual tranquility.

Dracula watched Caesar's leaving back, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

he whispered to himself.

"Then leave it to you, Caesar."

"I'm still very relieved about what you do."

"Then the only thing left now is the hooked fish."

As his words fell, Dracula slowly closed his eyes.

Immediately, there was no more sound.

Just lying quietly on the chair like this, it seems to be one with the darkness.

After Caesar left the office, he ran all the way.

After all, time is really not enough.

Before transforming the promotion city, he had to go back to the laboratory.

Some things still need to be explained.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the assistant would stop the experiment process because of his departure.

This is something he absolutely does not allow.

After all, now is a critical juncture.

He believes that the assistants can solve those simple problems by themselves.