Pirate Bloody Hand Mary

"Kaka..."

As the door slowly opened, a large stream of ice mist spread from the ground.

The whole room was filled with mist, and it felt bitingly cold if you put your hand in it.

However, several mechanical arms immediately stretched out from behind Vegapunk. The storm blew and the ice mist spreading in the entire room was swept away.

"Well……"

The wave of ice mist rushing outside knocked Makarov staggering, and a layer of hoarfrost hung directly on his body, making him sneeze from the cold.

"The chiller power can be turned down a little."

Vegapunk glanced at Makarov, raised his eyebrows and said.

"well……"

Makarov shuddered.

Vegapunk nodded and strode into the room. Makarov shook twice and quickly followed.

The huge room was empty, but Makarov knew that the countless circuits and equipment in the walls of this room were operating at the highest level at all times. For this project, Vegapunk seems to be particularly interested.

In the center of the room, there are two sealed cabins.

Vegapunk walked straight to the larger cabin and slid his finger on the control screen on the door of the closed cabin.

"Bah..."

With the sound of gas bursting, the hatch slowly opened.

The cabin is filled with translucent blue culture fluid. The freezing point of this culture fluid is very low. Even if there is white mist rising above, the culture fluid still shows no signs of freezing.

In the culture fluid, countless tubes were densely intertwined and tied into a petite body.

"drain."

Vegapunk whispered.

Makarov nodded, walked to the operating table on the side, and after some operations, the blue culture fluid in the cabin was discharged from the bottom of the cabin.

Subsequently, those densely packed pipes were also pulled out from the body in the cultivation cabin.

This body is also covered with a membrane, just like the membrane on the surface of oviparous animals.

Vegapunk took out a syringe from his cuff and pushed it gently to expel the remaining air in the syringe.

Then, it pierced the young body.

"Begapunk, what is there about this little girl that deserves your special efforts to hide..."

Makarov stepped down from the console, stood on the other side of the training cabin, and looked down at the man lying in the training cabin.

"In terms of strength, it is obvious that the genes of Whitebeard and Kaido are more valuable to make Seraph..."

"In terms of difficulty, the Hancock gene and the Golden Lion gene, which we have basically analyzed, should be more convenient."

"Is there anything special about this little girl?"

"Yes. But I don't know."

Vegapunk said while touching his chin.

"You don't know?" Makarov looked up at Vegapunk in confusion.

"Yes, to be honest, I didn't know what was so special about this little girl at first."

"You can simply think of it as my gut feeling."

Vegapunk narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Everyone thinks that she is from the three-eyed tribe and her fruit ability is some kind of fruit from the phantom beast species, but I can't hide this from me."

"As soon as her blood sample was sent to me, I analyzed it. The result surprised me... very much."

Vegapunk seemed to have recalled something incredible.

His undersea base contains blood from various strong men, some from the blood extracted from the bodies of prisoners in Impel Down City, and some from blood spilled during battles.

CP0 will collect it, Vegapunk is never short of samples. And Mary is someone who fights with blood, so collecting her blood couldn't be easier.

"After I analyzed her bloodline factors, I found that she is not from the three-eyed clan."

"Based on the blood factor, she is a real human being."

"and……"

Vegapunk's tone became more solemn, his face a little dark:

"She inherited the characteristics from the Livingston family in her body."

"The Livingston family..."

Makarov opened his eyes slightly and subconsciously covered his mouth: "That's not the Saint Edved who is working with us..."

"Ah, that's right, it's the family of Saint Edwin."

Vegapunk nodded, then smiled slightly:

"You don't have enough authority, so you may not know some secrets."

"There was no need to tell you these things before, and I didn't have time to tell you, so I didn't tell you."

"Now that it's mentioned, I'll tell you a little bit about it."

He walked to another culture cabin and operated on the light screen.

But the hatch of this training cabin has not been opened.

"Ten years ago, a big incident happened in Mary Georgia."

"Someone poisoned Mary Qiaoya, causing the death of Long Hui, the previous generation of the Livingston clan, and his wife."

"They had a daughter and a son. The daughter couldn't bear the blow after the disaster and jumped off the Red Earth Continent. She didn't know whether she would live or die. Only one young child of the Livingston family was left to hold on."

"I think you should have guessed something?"

"Ten years ago..."

Makarov's expression was a little weird, "At this point in time..."

"Is it Saint Edvid? The only survivor of that branch is Saint Edvid?"

"Yes, it is indeed him." Vegapunk nodded, "I have always heard from CP from time to time, and I only found out about this incident by chance."

"But now it seems that even what those CPs know is not the truth."

Let's talk, Vegapunk walked back to the already opened culture chamber, led a tube from the wall of the culture chamber, and inserted it into the head of the young body.

This scene made Makarov frown.

"Originally, Saint Edved wanted to cooperate with us and vaguely wanted to compete with the world government, which made me a little puzzled."

Vegapunk continued: "If he is the only survivor of a branch and is also a very high-status Dragon Emblem, the power he can obtain from the World Government is far easier and more abundant than what he has done so much."

"Moreover, he seems to have a natural discrimination against the World Government, or the Celestial Dragons."

"Now I feel a little more discerning."

Vegapunk said, straightening the sleeping larvae's head.

"Mary - this person who has not had time to be on the SSG copy list also has the blood factor of the Livingston family."

"And when she happened to be emerging, Saint Edved came to me immediately."

"..."

Vegapunk half-squinted his eyes: "I think he also knows that I can detect the blood factor in Mary Vinicius, right?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Let me think."

The huge amount of information made Makarov unable to react for a while. After he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, he said with some surprise:

"That is to say...this little girl is probably a relative of Saint Edwyd's...same generation?"

"Yes, the possibility is quite high." Vegapunk looked at Makarov, "And judging from his current performance, he seems to really not want others - especially the World Government, to know about Mary's life experience. .”

"Then here comes the question. According to the original rumors, Saint Edved had no reason to prevent others from knowing about this. After all, as a Tianlong, once the Holy Land knew that his sister was still alive, theoretically speaking, it should You will be treated much better than you are now.”

"Furthermore, the biggest problem is that judging from the current situation, Saint Edved knows that his sister is still alive and even knows where his sister is now."

"Then, Saint Edved prepares to resist the World Government, contacts the Revolutionary Army, announces that Mary is dead, and at the same time contacts me to conceal the truth... It is very intriguing that this series of things are connected together."

"Wait...Vegapunk, you mean...?"

Makarov suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, and suddenly raised his head to look at Makarov, his eyes shocked.

"Be careful." Vegapunk sneered, "Just know what you know. These guys all have evil intentions. We, as their bargaining chips, can't know everything."

Vegapunk shook his head and continued:

"Back to business. As I said just now, there are a lot of doubts about Mary, aren't there?"

"One of them, her race is clearly human, but everyone thinks she is a three-eyed tribe."

"We have also read the newspaper. She does have a black eye on the top of her head."

"I can't figure out why, but it's enough to make me curious."

"But there's more to her abnormality than that."

Vegapunk said, the mechanical arm behind his back stretched in front of him, and an electronic screen unfolded in front of his eyes.

"The data in the bloodline factor shows that Mary has two different devil fruit factors in her body."

"But I can only analyze one sequence, but the other sequence cannot be analyzed. It's like her body is affected by two fruits, but there is only one in her body. This has never happened before."

"It would be better to say that having two fruit factors is unheard of."

"Does she have two devil fruit powers?"

Makarov came over, looked at the screen in front of Vegapunk, and analyzed the data on it.

"That's right, the blood factor doesn't lie. There must be two of them."

"It's just that one of them seems to be covered in a veil and cannot be observed at all."

Vegapunk sneered and said: "However, the information of the other fruit can be analyzed. When the analysis is complete, I can copy this fruit and make the experimental subject more realistic."

"By the way, after my testing, I'm afraid the fruit on this little girl is not a fantasy beast species. I did not detect contamination from other factors in her bloodline factors."

"I see..." Makarov's eyes lit up as he looked at the data, "This kind of weird body data...Vegapunk, I understand why you are so interested."

"If it were me, I would also find a way to study it."

"Right." Vegapunk was very satisfied with this assistant who was almost identical to him except for some differences in ability and personality.

After that, he closed the light screen and continued:

"Of course... although I am very interested in her, these alone are not enough for me to make a clone specifically for her, and to hide this from all the others."

"The biggest reason why I made an artificial human for her is that, as it stands now, one of the core players in the game between Saint Edwine and the World Government is Mary Vinicius."

"Maybe if you create a dummy in advance, it can play some incredible role in the future?"

"No wonder you didn't mix other blood factors into it." Makarov nodded clearly.

"In order to achieve combat effectiveness, Seraph needs to inject genes from the giants and fishmen, but you didn't mix any of these into this experimental subject."

"Even the Lunarian genes used to stabilize body functions are not included, which makes the research more difficult."

"After all, what I want to create is a dummy, not a war weapon. Adding those genes may improve combat effectiveness, but the appearance will be completely different."

Vegapunk said, unplugging the pipe he had inserted into the experimental subject's head.

"Also, this is also the first time I have done this experiment."

"Create a truly independent consciousness, and allow this consciousness... to be perfectly integrated with the corresponding body."

"Forged soul!?"

Makarov's eyes suddenly widened: "I originally thought you just made this body self-aware... But from what you said, you pushed this body back, and the original soul of this body was also pushed back. Was it faked!?”

"Are you surprised? It's just a matter of technical difficulty."

Vegapunk said calmly.

"...I still underestimate you, Vegapunk."

Makarov took a breath: "You won't kill all those Seraphs..."

"It's impossible. Don't forget the premise of deducing the soul."

Vegapunk looked at Makarov with a faint look, as if he was pitying some idiot: "Don't forget, the premise of inferring the soul is to infer the body and blood factors."

"I don't know how many bloodline factors are mixed in Seraph's body. It is simply impossible to infer the soul."

"At best, it can only catalyze their bodies and make them conscious."

"This is already an exaggeration..." Makarov shook his head with emotion: "Being your assistant requires a lot of heart."

"Haha, this is why I chose you."

Begapunk said with a smile. After arriving, his expression immediately faded.

"woke up."

"oh……"

Makarov looked down and saw that the experimental subject began to squirm, as if trying to break free of the membrane covering her surface.

At the same time, her eyes opened a little, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"By the way...she's not Seraph, is she? Then what are you going to call her?"

Makarov raised his head and asked, "Just call her Mary?"

"How is that possible?" Vegapunk rolled his eyes at Makarov, "Wouldn't it be possible to betray the gang in a matter of minutes?"

"In her series, I call them Cherubeus, although she is the only one in this series now."

"As for what to call her..."

Vegapunk stared at the girl who broke through the membrane and slowly sat up.

"The first true human being that has broken through numerous technical difficulties and been perfectly created. What a beautiful crystallization..."

"Just call her [Venus]."