The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

Baroque Studio and the Blackbeard Pirates each have their own ulterior motives, and both sides are trying to develop their power and swallow up the other. They are currently in a superficial balance, which may be broken at any time.

The Sand Crocodile paid double the Heavenly Gold to the Celestial Dragons, causing the God Clan to be indifferent to the current situation of the Desert Country. The Five Elders only cared about how much money could be transferred, and ignored the fact that Saudi Bastan was becoming a hatching center for demons.

Due to the deliberate targeting of the Sky Curtain, the World Government has lost the support of the people all over the world and gradually lost its legitimate ruling status. Currently, it can only rely on its military advantage to barely maintain its rule over the Holy Land.

The Five Elders are now helpless and can only watch the World Government's influence gradually disappear. A fierce battle is taking place on the sea, and ambitious people have collectively jumped out, hoping to rely on the chaos to continue climbing up.

The World Government is openly cultivating the most powerful violent agency, and the Navy has become alienated from the Five Elders. Even if they withhold military funds and suspend personnel appointments, they still cannot stop the Navy's impulse to become independent.

Marshal Sengoku has bypassed the World Government to collect taxes independently. He wants money from both the underworld and the white world. As long as the navy's military expenditure continues, the navy's morale will not be affected, and the justice he talks about will continue to ring.

As for the underworld forces nurtured by the World Government, they gradually stood out through the twists and turns in their special ecological niche. Their attitude was the same as the Navy's. They wanted to get rid of the control of the God Clan, pay less membership fees, and keep the illegally obtained money for themselves.

If it were the Five Elders from before, they could still use the name of the world government to prevent the underworld forces from crossing the line, and they could make them pay obediently without using any resources. This is a manifestation of the influence of the world's rulers.

Now that this influence has fallen apart, the underworld forces will not pay if you just talk, so the Five Elders must send government agents to collect the debts, but this has not been going smoothly recently.

Many of the agents sent out died in accidents. The underworld forces did not squander the black money they earned over the years. Instead, they actively trained talents and recruited powerful subordinates. The assassination tactics of agents are no longer feasible, and any agent who goes out can hardly protect himself.

Moreover, the underworld forces have the delusion of banding together to resist the World Government, causing the Five Elders to be somewhat cautious and not dare to use thunder-like means to eliminate a major underworld force. This shows that the World Government has lost its dominance over the underground world and the ability to overthrow and reshuffle it at will as in the past.

Some underworld forces would rather pay the franchise fees (protection fees) to the navy, with which they have never dealt before, and the birdman Morgans took the lead in doing so.

The World Economic Newspaper, the Newspaper King, has almost become a major financial backer of the Navy and has privately transferred a lot of money to Marshal Zhan Guo. Morgans recognizes the dominance of the Navy and wants to build a good relationship by giving money first to avoid the newspaper being liquidated in the future.

The influence of the World Government is gradually declining, and its external soft power has disappeared, resulting in the Five Elder Stars being restricted in doing many things. Recalling the agents and converging the forces into a fist and preparing to work together is the only solution.

The Five Elders have not given up on their investment in scientific research, and Vegapunk's team has kept a firm grip on it. As the Knights of God enter Egg Point Island, they check the experimental data every day and have the Big Brain team report on the progress of the experiments every day.

Under this high-pressure work, Vegapunk and his experimental team finally did not disappoint the Five Elders. The work on the first generation of Seraphs progressed smoothly, and they had created a clone of the former Seven Warlords of the Sea.

The development of the first generation of Seraph was successful. Is it far from the development of the second generation of Seraph? The Five Elders are full of confidence in Vegapunk. It turns out that only high pressure can make smart people work. In the past few years, they were a little too lenient with Big Head.

Vegapunk does not have as much confidence in himself as the Five Elders. The difficulty of scientific research on the second-generation Seraphim has increased exponentially, and the brains in the team are totally insufficient. The sponsor has been urging the progress of the project, resulting in Big Head not being able to sleep well recently. He recalls the past every day and dreams about things that happened in the past.

"Did you have a nightmare again today? Tell me about it. I'm willing to be a listener." Stussy held her chin with her jade hand, with a very ladylike expression. She did not have any annoyance towards her creator, always maintaining the maternal nature that a woman should have, and caring for Vegapunk's life.

Vegapunk's pajamas were soaked with sweat. He had the same dream again tonight. This dream had been repeated dozens of times since the end of the third curtain.

"If I had never left Egg Point Island, I would now suspect that someone had tampered with my brain. Having the same dream over and over again drives me a little crazy," Vegapunk complained to Stussy. He did not regard himself as the creator and treated the android in front of him as a family, exchanging emotion for emotion and sincerity for sincerity.

After Vegapunk's brain was scanned by scientific instruments, the team concluded that there was no external interference. As for why he always had dreams, Vegapunk could not give a scientific explanation. Human research on the brain is incomplete, and the uses of many functional areas are still unclear.

The recurring dreams of the genius scientist can be summarized in one sentence: Vegapunk kept calculating a formula in his dream, a formula that could never be solved, a formula that could interfere with human brain waves.

With repeated dreams, the scientific formulas became clearer and clearer, and even Vegapunk became obsessed with them after waking up. Perhaps this was a flash of genius.

When the human brain is in a dream state, it helps humans combine their own knowledge, and in the absurd calculation results, a series of magical formulas appear. (Similar to Mendeleev sorting the periodic table in his dream)

The more Vegapunk researched, the more horrified he became. Changing human brain waves at will, isn't this an anti-life equation?

Although he hasn't solved the formula yet, Vegapunk believes that he will be able to do it sooner or later. The old man only told Stussy about the general content of the dream. Vegapunk was vague about it to other people and deliberately concealed the details of the dream.

At this moment, Vegapunk felt that he had come to a crossroads. The old man was undecided as to whether to continue his research on biological brain waves.

In the future, he developed an anti-life equation and divided this evil scientific research into three parts to ensure that it would not fall into the hands of ambitious people.

The Vegapunk of the future did not actively activate the Anti-Life Equation. The concerns of the future are almost exactly the same as the current concerns. Is the Anti-Life Equation really a scientific research that benefits society?

"Clover, what should I do now?"

The old man thought of his best friend, Dr. Claude D. Clover, a man who was determined to sacrifice for his ideals. Vegapunk was deeply shocked by his fearless spirit.

Stussy couldn't give a more reasonable answer. He could only let his creator follow his heart and think carefully before doing something so as not to regret it later.

After careful consideration, Vegapunk decided to think of a way to decipher the mysterious formulas. Whether to continue researching the anti-life equation could be a matter of compromise and discussion later.

Little did they know that Pandora's box on the scientific side was opened by the most talented scientist in the pirate era.