Pirates' Magnetic General

The World Government's warship sailed for half a month, and Geller also arrived at the parts island where Vegapunk was located.

This island is full of the atmosphere of technology. Dark clouds are spread over the island, thunder is swaying on the land, and the whole island is filled with a dark atmosphere.

The strong wind blew against the coast, and the grass was blown so hard that it couldn't lift its head. Several warships from the World Government surrounded the parts island, and Geller's warship slowly sailed into the port.

Geller slowly walked down the stairs, his cloak behind him fluttering in the strong wind, and then hundreds of secret organization personnel surrounded the port.

Several top secret organization leaders followed Geller towards the laboratory in the middle of the island.

The center of this island is an illegal research team, hired by underground forces to study some shady things. Vegapunk, Caesar, and Vince Mockaji are among them, and that underground force has been defeated by the world government and has taken power. The person was also secretly killed by CP0.

Bega Punk's office is a room made of steel. The door is closed and no one knows what's going on inside.

In the steel-cast room, there are hollow bookshelves on the left side, separated by a glass-like partition in the middle, and there are no cabinet doors on the outside. The desk is next to the bookshelf. To the right is a bar with unfinished wine placed on it, and the shelves behind the bar are filled with all kinds of wine.

At this moment, on the desk in the room, a man was seen with his head bent on the table. His even breathing indicated that he was taking a nap.

He was wearing a white coat and had bun-shaped hair, and he looked like a gentleman.

The room was filled with a sense of the future, and the instrument lights were flashing.

After a while, the man moved, raised his head, put on the glasses on the table, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the surrounding instruments.

The instrument was densely packed with indicator lights, displays, and buttons. Vegapunk pressed it a few times at will, and the data appeared.

"This bloodline factor is really wonderful. It seems that there are still many things in this world worthy of my exploration."

Vegapunk recorded the data in a notebook, threw it away casually, and lay down on the ground.

"Ah, I drank too much, I feel dizzy."

At this time, a middle-aged man in black knocked on the door of the laboratory and shouted.

"Mr. Vegapunk, this place has been surrounded by World Government warships. There is no news from the boss. He is probably removed by them. Run away."

Vegapunk sighed when he saw this.

"The funds I finally got in vain have been wasted again. You go, they are here to find me."

Vegapunk had already expected that the World Government would come to him, so he did not hide his information too much. For him, only the World Government could continuously provide him with various information, research samples, and countless funds.

The time is almost up. As long as the world government can provide him with sufficiently favorable conditions, he would like to have a stable experimental location.

Vegapunk shouted as he lay on the ground.

"You go, I'll just stay here."

The people outside responded.

"Then we'll say goodbye. Have a safe trip, Mr. Begapunk."

After lying down for a while, Vegapunk stood up slowly, walked towards the outside of the laboratory with a bottle of wine in his hand, and shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to leave. They won't leave me alive. So, what conditions should I ask for?"

He walked to the door and pressed his thumb on the button.

"Identity verification successful, Mr. Vegapunk"

A slightly mechanical sound came from the door, and then the door opened upwards.

A figure was hidden in the thick wall and stretched out his head. He was filled with excitement when he saw Vegapunk leaving the laboratory.

"As long as I can get the research methods and data on bloodline factors, I can revive the Germa family."

This man is none other than Sanji's father, Vinsmok Gaji.

Gaji quickly rushed to the door of the laboratory and pointed at the button outside the door.

"Identity verification successful, Mr. Vince Mockgarde"

As soon as he entered the laboratory, he saw countless information scattered on the ground.

"Vegapunk, this guy, always makes such a mess of information. This is where the bloodline factor information should be."

Gaji searched for a while and saw a pen lying next to a notebook, so he picked it up.

"Yes, that's it. The next step is how to escape."

On the other side, Geller led several members of the secret organization to the center of the parts island, in front of the laboratory.

Vegapunk sat on the ground, drank wine, and looked at Geller who was walking towards him.

"Which department of the world government do you belong to, and what business do you have with me?"

Geller glanced at the person next to him, and when he nodded, he understood that this middle-aged man was Vegapunk with superhuman IQ.

"I am Colonel of the Navy Headquarters, Palermo Geller, directly affiliated with the G8 branch."

"I came to you this time because I hope you can join the Navy and become the chief researcher of our newly established science and technology force."

Vegapunk looked at Geller, then at the members of the secret organization behind him, and said meaningfully.

"I really didn't expect that it would be the navy coming to see me, but it doesn't make any difference."

He supported his dizzy head with his right hand and spoke slowly.

"So, what conditions can you give me that would make me worthy of joining your navy, young colonel."

Seeing that Geller and others were silent, Vegapunk continued talking.

"Let me explain in advance, my salary before was much higher than that of the top researchers. If the conditions are too bad, I will never leave with you."

Geller walked up to Bega Punk and handed him the design of Ark Proverbs.

"Mr. Vegapunk, the warship on this design can fly in the air. I hope you can help research alternative energy sources."

"In addition, the funding for your research is 60 billion Baileys."

Just as Vegapunk was about to take over the design, he heard Geller's words and asked.

"You can tell me again how much it will cost."

Sixty billion Baileys, he originally thought it would be good to have about ten billion, but he didn't expect it to be so much. No matter how much he squandered it, these sixty billion Baileys would be enough for him to study for decades.

Seeing a hint of movement on Begapunk's face, Geller smiled.

"Yes, 60 billion beli. Of course, you need to study a lot of technology. In addition to this ship, there are also some wonderful shells and their cultivation methods. Also, if possible, I hope you can study devil fruits. .”

Vegapunk took the design drawing, opened it and took a look. The basic structure had been formed in his mind. He calculated it secretly and found that it could indeed fly in the air.

"This design doesn't look like a product of this era. It's so interesting, Geller, right? Where did you get this design?"