One Piece: Caesar Curran's Fantastic Beasts Study

Caesar and Monet were looking forward to it, but what they waited for in the end was still the bloated handwriting that was about to squeeze out of a dialog box.

"Ah, I forgot. Unlike me, the uncles just stare at this every day in boredom. They all have their own important work. According to the time we agreed, the next time they show up seems to be at ten o'clock every morning. It’s over now, I can only wait until tomorrow, and I’m leaving.”

After this sentence was sent, the guy seemed to have left. Caesar wrote several "Are you still there?" but received no response.

However, it was precisely because Caesar sent messages continuously that he discovered that there were some unnatural gaps in the previous chat records. After looking carefully, he found that there were small black spots. It might be that someone was secretly watching the chat room and accidentally After touching it, it came out.

I don’t know if it’s Pangabek or this “uncle” whom I don’t know anyone calls.

For this reason, Caesar wondered whether it was possible that the so-called "uncle" was hiding from the guy talking in the chat room, so he was smart and secretly clicked on several small black dots that were almost invisible and sent them out, trying to match the "password" ".

However, there was still no answer.

On this day, Caesar and Monet wanted to open the history chat room from time to time, but they had no intention of studying at all.

until ten o'clock the next morning.

"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle! Someone new is here!"

This bloated handwriting is much more punctual than the two Caesars.

"I know, Mr. Pangabek told me that they are the two children who share the Devil Fruit ability." The handwriting was a bit light, and the handwriting showed a bit of money, and there was some trembling around some of the handwriting. Very vain.

In comparison, the information revealed in the text is really exciting.

Isn't it because of his identity as a demon survivor, but just because of the two people's fruit abilities? Pangabek indeed knew.

Caesar was just about to ask carefully to see if he could learn more about the situation, but luckily he was a step slower.

"Is Mr. Bomgarbec at uncle's place now?" Monet wrote curiously. She never forgot that they came to see Bomgarbec and was very curious about him.

It was much later that the vain handwriting said "Yes".

"Then when will Mr. Pangabek come back?" Caesar was the first to ask this question, and at the same time he began to understand something.

"Come back? Hasn't he always been here?" This time it is a new handwriting. This handwriting is very thin, because when writing, fingers are used, and the strokes are limited no matter how thin they are. And this person's handwriting looks like using a knife It's the same as carved out, sharp and profound.

"Don't talk nonsense. Even though you have been staying here, he is still very free and can go wherever he wants." Another new mark...? If the handwriting of the first three people can still be seen to be handwritten, then this person's handwriting will appear very neat, and it will look like it was typed using an input method.

"There is no way, who made us imprisoned." The handwriting was sharp.

"It's not imprisonment, it's cooperation with research." The handwriting was vague.

"That's you. How many times have I told you that there's nothing wrong with me at all. It's all because of my good-for-nothing dad who found an excuse to lock me up here." The handwriting here was even sharper, and Caesar thought the screen was cracked.

"That must be your problem. I still respect your father." Caesar really felt that he might have used an input method instead of handwriting. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like the fonts of other materials in the learning machine.

"Me too." The vain handwriting was not convincing at all.

"Me too." The bloated handwriting looked funny.

"Me too." I don't know why Monet wants to join in the fun.

"I'm okay." Caesar just wants to be different from others.

"I know." The handwriting was sharp and elegant. I couldn't see that he had any intention of compromising. I just felt that he was a little impatient.

"But he must be wrong. There is no need to sacrifice me or himself." He started to feel a little confused.

"Sacrifice is necessary after all." The strokes of the frivolous handwriting trembled even more seriously, and it was difficult to identify each letter without looking carefully.

"It's okay, getting married is not a sacrifice." In comparison, this font, which is definitely an input method, is really pleasing to the eye.

"Not to mention that I have never met each other, the root of the problem is not about marriage."

"Not about marriage? I saw you painted your face in order to refuse, but now it's not a problem. Even marriage can be sacrificed, so what do you think can't be sacrificed? Doesn't it matter?"

"Don't confuse the concept. Yes, I think there is no problem in sacrificing myself, but in fact, am I the only one who is really sacrificed? I am just one of many sacrifices."

"What sacrifice? Who treated you as a sacrifice?"

"No one, no one in this world is a sacrifice. You don't even dare to be angry and not be a sacrifice to be slaughtered?"

"Then have you ever thought that changing these also requires sacrifice, or even more, and can you guarantee that after the change you will be better than you are now? Wake up! There is no plan, no method, only you with passion, It will not bring about change, it will only repeat the mistakes of the past while leaving deeper scars on the world."

"It will definitely be better than now! We, the Celestial Dragons, are bastards! Didn't Miss Orbia tell you?"

"Who's not an asshole and would be a better asshole? Fart!"

"Are you angry too? Bobo."

"No, I just think you have to cause a big trouble for me who just wants to eat and die."

"It's not a trouble, it's a surprise."

"Haha, I'll wait and see."

No one dared to interrupt the argument between the two handwritings. It was only then that the two of them were silent, and then the frivolous handwriting came out.

"I think you are all great, but I am not as good as you. I just think about my country, so I still have the same problem. Can't I compromise and relax it?"

"The answer is that I'm locked up here. They didn't give me a chance. It's rotten to the core."

"What about my country? Where is Mr. Pangabek?"

"Don't lie to yourself, friend. As a prince of a country that has been run by women for generations, I believe you must know that if you smile like that stubborn old man in my family, that is not recognition, but tolerance!"

"As for Mr. Pangabek, I respect him as much as you do. He is indeed different and rarely kind, but he is a complete madman, a madman even crazier than me."

"So, you can't convince him?" The input method interrupted again.

"Shut up, I can't convince any more cowards!"

......

Uncle Li and Uncle Li were having a heated argument, and Uncle Xufu was able to add a word or two. While they were discussing seriously, it was mainly for the purpose of persuasion.

And the bloated handwriting guy at the beginning never dared to interrupt, let alone Caesar and Monet.

Monet even started to study other courses, looking a little angry.

Caesar, on the other hand, was completely unaware of this, and still kept the chat room open, minding his own thoughts.

The three of them knew each other well, and the quarrel was intense, but Caesar looked at it in confusion.

First of all, Uncle Sharp seems to be a Celestial Dragon. Sure enough, Celestial Dragons are not all brainless idiots. There are also idiots like this who don’t want to be a Celestial Dragon.

To be honest, Caesar was really shocked by Uncle Sharp. If he was lucky enough to be a Celestial Dragon instead of Caesar, he would definitely not make fun of his absolute dominance like Uncle Sharp.

With my own foundation, although it is average, it is much stronger than most Tianlong people. Maybe now I will become Im's successor, instead of helping this guy Locks connect the key fragments, which is such a hot potato.

Uncle Sharp is really ruthless.

Uncle Xufu seems to be a prince or a prince in a country where women are in power. The first thing Caesar thinks of is the Amazon Lily Island, but it doesn't seem to be a country recognized by the world government.

By the way, at this time, has the Empress been captured by the Tianlong people?

Caesar had originally decided to temporarily hide his desire to improve himself, but suddenly he started to throb again because of the empress.

Although Caesar could restrain himself from messing around in the world of One Piece, he still couldn't accept the fact that the empress was captured by the Celestial Dragons and used as a slave.

But he could only think about it. There was nothing he could do about it, let alone finding a way to rescue him. He didn't want to touch anything related to the Tianlong people.

Occasionally, his desire to improve his strength became more urgent.

As for Shu Rufa, Caesar can only feel that he is very familiar with Uncle Li, a Celestial Dragon. There is a high probability that he is also a Celestial Dragon. However, seeing how reasonable Uncle Li is, it is very possible that Uncle Li is not a Celestial Dragon. However, since He feels that Uncle Sharp will cause trouble, and that Uncle Rufa is at least a guy whose interests are consistent with the world government.

Caesar had a rough impression of the three of them.

The scolding war between Uncle Rufa and Uncle Li has not ended yet, and has even degenerated into the level of a child's quarrel.

"I'm not wrong, you are wrong!"

"I'm not wrong, you are wrong!"

"I'm not wrong, you are wrong!"

"I'm not wrong, you are wrong!"

......

Although Monet had closed the chat room on his study machine, he was still curious. When he came over and found such a useless quarrel, he became even more angry.

"These two guys are too annoying. We haven't even explained what we just asked them clearly. They started arguing first."

"Maybe they didn't say it on purpose?"

"Ok?"

"I very much doubt that Mr. Gaji is Pangabek. He deliberately didn't tell us."

"why?"

"Did the uncle with very fine handwriting just say that Mr. Pangabek never left his place?"

"Yes, I have an impression."

"We are on the same island as them, and the only person we saw was Mr. Gaji, but what they saw was Pangabek, so they must be the same person."

"It seems true what you said, but why are we all on the same island?" Monet pointed to the chat room on the learning machine when he said us.

"Did you see that part of the basic course on communication signals?"

"A little impression."

"Our chat room can naturally only use electrical signals, and this thing is different from the biological signal of the telephone bug. It cannot pass through the magnetic field of the Grand Line at all, so we must be on the same island."

"I see."

"They probably didn't tell us on purpose, but it doesn't matter, we didn't open this chat room to listen to their quarrel."

Monet suddenly realized this and suddenly felt confident. At the same time, he opened the chat room on his learning machine.

"We're here for a history lesson."