Glory of the Murloc of the Pirate

Chapter 443 What a pity

There were two phone bugs in front of Bright, one connected with Zefa of the NEO Navy, and the other connected with Dorag of the Revolutionary Army.

"……so,"

Dorag's voice rang out from the mouth of one of the phone bugs, seeming to be a bit sad, "Bright, have you taken even Vegapunk away now?"

"Ah, you couldn't wait to leave with me."

Brett answered calmly.

"That's it."

Dolag was a little silent.

Bright curled up his lips and chatted with Vegapunk when he returned to Fish-Man Island. The old man said that he and Dorag were old acquaintances, and he once rejected Dorag's invitation.

"Anyway, your preparations are almost finished, right?"

Zefa's voice was filled with excitement.

"Soon."

Brett thought for a moment and said, "A year at most."

Thanks to the compromise of the World Government, raw materials from all over the world are being continuously imported to Fish-Man Island, which of course includes the materials necessary to make Hades.

Originally, the construction work of Pluto was in an orderly manner, but now that Vegapunk has joined the team, the construction speed will be greatly increased.

One year should be enough time.

"Then, we have to make preparations first."

Dolag also became solemn, "With these years of secret development, we have already gained many like-minded partners. When the time comes, we just need to have the right time, and we will be able to subvert an ocean in an instant!"

"We are not as exaggerated as Dorag here,"

Zefa then spoke, "But we have recruited a lot of alliance countries in the New World, and the current strength is already considerable. If we work hard, it should be easy to reach a million troops in the decisive battle."

"Well done, both of you!"

Brett did not hesitate to praise him.

"But the main thing depends on you, Brett," Dorag said. "You know, if we can't defeat that guy, all our preparations will be in vain."

After all, numbers or public opinion are not very useful. What really determines victory or defeat is something else.

"Do not worry,"

Brett smiled, "Everyone is working so hard, of course I won't let you down."

"In this case, is it finally coming soon?"

Dorag's voice suddenly became like the wind, flying lightly, "The dreamy era we are looking forward to."

"Yes, we should be very close." Zefa's voice also softened.

Brett said nothing.

Anyway, now is fantasy time.

call ended.

Just after taking a nap in the office, Jinbei came.

"Bright, the government sent a message,"

Bright, who was yawning, heard Brother Jinbei say, "The navy wants to take back all the captured fish-man-modified marines. They said they are willing to pay a certain price."

Brett curled his lips and said, "Don't worry about them. Who cares what they say now?"

"Too,"

Jinbei nodded. It was no longer an era when the government was afraid of contacting the entire Fish-Man Island. "Then what should we do with them?"

"Mr. Zefa wanted me to hand them over to him, and I agreed." Bright said,

"Is that so?"

Jinbei said thoughtfully, "Not bad."

"Brother Jinbei also thinks these guys are difficult to deal with?" Brett asked with a smile.

"A bunch of annoying guys."

Brother Jinbei did not hide his attitude, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised a disdainful arc, "You are obviously not a fishman, but you have become like this."

"but,"

He hesitated again, "At least, they all have fish-man blood flowing in their bodies now, right?"

"That's right."

Brett nodded, "Dr. Vegapunk said, these guys are no different from us now, no, or should I say,"

He pointed at himself, "It is purer than my fish-man bloodline."

Brett is a half-murloc.

The blood factors of Gion and others have been completely twisted into fish-man blood.

Jinbei sighed.

Even if they are transformed from humans, in a sense, they are still considered compatriots, right?

"So let's leave it to Mr. Zefa to deal with it."

Brett smiled and said, "This may not be an opportunity."

"Chance?"

Jinbei was a little surprised.

Brett smiled.

An opportunity to create a hole in the navy's extremely solid defense.

After resting on Fish-Man Island for two days, Bright went to the prison on Fish-Man Island.

He pushed open one of the prison doors.

The woman who was chained to the ground raised her head.

"Let's go, Lieutenant General Peach Rabbit."

Brett smiled and said, "It's time to leave."

There was no change in Lieutenant General Taotu's eyes. She just said calmly, "Go ahead and come over, but don't expect me to bow my head."

"Yeah?"

Brett raised his eyebrows with interest, "The news about you people has already spread all over the world."

"In the face of doubts from all over the world, the government has now chosen to deny it. They have completely denied that they have carried out such a plan and completely denied your existence. They just said that you just happened to look like yourself."

"No need for fine words,"

However, Lieutenant General Taotu remained unmoved, "We were already aware when we were undergoing the experiment. It doesn't matter even if we are quietly annihilated in the deep sea, or even bear infamy."

"It's just a pity that I didn't accomplish anything."

Amazing woman.

Brett admired in his heart.

Even when he was in despair, his heart never wavered in the slightest.

This woman is a real strong person.

"it's a pity."

Brett shook his head.

"What?"

Peach Rabbit frowned.

"I said it's such a shame,"

Brett smiled and said, "It would be great if, Lieutenant General Peach Rabbit, you were born a fish-man. We would definitely be great partners."

"Stop saying stupid things,"

Peach Rabbit sneered, "Even if I was born a fishman, I will never join in the same trap with you. Bright, let Fishman Island go to war with the entire world. Do you really know what you are doing? You will only drag Fishman Island with you."

Stepping into destruction.”

"Let your originally peaceful life go forever, Brett, and you will only be a sinner on Fish-Man Island!"

Brett looked down at her, "What a shame."

"What are you talking about again?"

Peach Rabbit frowned.

"I said it's a pity that you weren't born a fish-man."

Bright said casually, and at the same time grabbed Peach Rabbit, "Let's go, don't worry, I'm not going to execute you. Someone asked me to hand you over to him."

Peach Rabbit was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that--

No, isn’t it true that there is only one possibility?

(End of chapter)