I! Celestial Dragons! Invincible!

Times of Day.

The St. Poplar left the Calm Belt and officially entered the New World.

And Djerma 66, under the command of Vinsmoke Sola, the new king who had succumbed to Saint Anthony, the wife of Vinsmoke Judge, retreated to North Blue.

The scientific research team under Saint Anthony also separated from Germa and moved into the interior of the giant island tortoise.

All the facilities were moved away, and even most of the high-tech equipment of Derma 66 was packed away.

Although New World's climate is extremely harsh, it can be called the tomb of pirates.

Since the establishment of the World government, for nearly 800 years, there have been countless pirates buried in this sea area.

It can be said that far more pirates died in the harsh, dangerous, scalp-numbing climate and environment than because of fighting other pirates, fighting for territory, grabbing treasure, or being chased, and Marine fights pirates who have died for other reasons.

But Saint Anthony's huge maid team has more than one outstanding navigator.

They hand in replacement classes, always supervise the climate and environmental changes on the sea, and direct the island turtles to move forward.

There is a special situation that is extremely dangerous and cannot be dealt with.

After receiving the report, Gurefia and Saint Anthony will also shoot directly as soon as possible.

No need to worry at all.

A spacious, huge, and bright island turtle.

Full of high-precision mechanized equipment, it makes people feel like they are in the kingdom of science fiction, it is hard to imagine that they are inside a huge organism.

"Da, da..."

"Here, yes, be careful!"

"Dr. Gregory, you are responsible for debugging the equipment..."

A scientific researcher in a white coat is directing soldiers to move and install equipment.

It doesn't seem messy.

These were not the guards on the St. Poplar, but the cloned soldiers from Germa who had just left the line.

Saint Anthony took some away by the way, preparing to gradually replace the guards transferred from the World government on the island to avoid information leakage.

"Hey, it's really hard, Your Highness Saint Anthony, you can think of setting up the experimental base inside the island turtle..."

"Moreover, the construction of such a perfect and huge base will not affect the island turtle itself, it is a great project!"

The scientists admired.

Even with their eyes, the huge experimental base that Saint Anthony spent a lot of time secretly building is impeccable.

Whether it is from the perspective of scientific research and experimentation, or from the aspects of their own health, entertainment, etc., scientists like them are very considerate and cannot be faulty.

Here, there are even artificial light sources, and there are also large gyms, large swimming pools, golf courses, green grass, woods, etc., making people feel like they are in the outside world...

After all, scientists are also human beings. Apart from exploring unknown scientific fields, they don't mind enjoying life.

It seems to be a new world.

No wonder, Saint Anthony, who had hunted island turtles a few years ago and tamed them, didn't officially let them relocate until today.

"Dr. Reynolds, clone soldier, how many years is the expected lifespan?"

Saint Anthony, Gurefia, Senor and others are here to visit the secret scientific research base that is working and put into use.

Asked Dr. Reynolds, who is about 40 or so years old, as the main person in charge of the scientific team.

"The defect is still very big. Their life expectancy is only five to ten years at most, or even shorter, and they will be functionally dying by then!" Dr. Reynolds Shen, wearing a white coat, short blond hair, and glasses. Said: "But it only takes half a year from the beginning of'production' to the official'offline' putting into use..."

"Furthermore, it is currently only possible to clone ordinary races, such as humans, murlocs, fur races... Giants cannot be cloned, and the huge body will also cause the life function to be removed from the'culture solution' in the shortest time. It decayed and died within a period of time, unable to be put into use, and even the gene chain collapsed directly..."

"So Saint Anthony, you expect that you want to clone the unkillable monster of Kaido, "Beasts". You can't do it, at least for now."

Dr. Reynolds pushed his glasses and said helplessly: "Otherwise, the World government, I believe it has already been implemented."

"They have been conducting giant experiments in secret for more than hundreds of years, but they have not succeeded so far. It is not without reason."

"Although I don't want to admit it, if even Dr. Vegapunk can't do it, frankly speaking, the hope is undoubtedly very slim. This is not a question of scientific research funding and human input, but the current human wisdom and scientific research capabilities. To the realm of'forbidden I'..."

"With all due respect, if your Highness really insists on letting us continue our research in this field, we must be prepared for at least ten, twenty, or even longer periods of time, and we will not be able to achieve great breakthroughs or major results. "

Saint Anthony waved his hand.

He calmly said: "It's okay, in terms of scientific research funding and resources, I will give as much as you want. The best results can be achieved. It cannot be regarded as a process of exploration and accumulation!"

Putting aside the “heavenly gold” that the World government allocates to him as a world nobleman every year, and the huge wealth left by his cheap Laozi.

His trading group covers all over the world and even Grand Line.

The annual profit is staggering.

Counting those guys who want to curry favor with this Heavenly Dragon, the black gold that pays tribute every year...

There is no shortage of money.

"Bolu~~~Bolu~~~"

at this time.

With Gurefia, Secretary-General Satilesa silently followed Saint Anthony from left to right.

The anti-eavesdropping phone worm in his pocket rang suddenly.

Back to the back, the phone worm was connected.

She had no expression on her face and asked in a cold voice, "I'm Satilesa, what's the matter?"

"Secretary-General Satilesa, Stussy of CP0 has arrived. Will your Highness want to meet?"

"Let her wait, let me ask your Royal Highness!"

Looking at Saint Anthony, Dr. Reynolds and others who had come to the front, they stepped on the heels of their high heels, trying to attach their mouth to Saint Anthony's ear: "Your Highness..."

"I see, let her wait!" Observation Haki's already terribly strong Saint Anthony, who already knew what Satilesa meant, waved his hand indifferently.

"Yes……"

...

Half an hour passed.

"brush--"

Inside the luxurious castle corridor.

In the air, suddenly opened a door.

Saint Anthony, Gurefia, Satilesa and others came out.

Inside, it is an incredible space, connecting the large experimental base inside the island tortoise.

"Crack!" Saint Anthony arranged to take full charge of the security guards of the base, strictly prevent spies from entering, and covertly monitor those scientists and other large and small business suits and leather suits. Senor wearing sunglasses yawned to Saint Anthony.

He began to pull the weird air door and close it.

Disappear.

As if never appeared.

Green golf course.

The beautiful figure wearing a women's hat and a flowered skirt is holding a golf club there and swinging it out gently.

A small white ball flew up.

"Shoo..." A beautiful parabola was drawn in mid-air.

It was accurate and fell into the far hole.

It aroused the attention of the noble, beautiful, but unsatisfactory women nearby.

Surprised.

"Pop, pop..."

There was a round of applause, which made people eye-catching.

"Stussy, your technique is still so good!"

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