Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

Advance City, Director's Office.

"That is to say, some prisoners cannot move?"

Behind the large desk, Ron leaned against the chiefly black director's exclusive chair, crossed his legs, and held a cigar in his hand.

Hearing the calm tone, Hannibal nodded cautiously.

"Yes Director, the information in their heads is very important. If they become fools, they will not be able to ask anything."

"That's how it is. No wonder some people are sentenced to life imprisonment for the same crime, while others are sentenced to death... Is it a gold medal for exempting death?"

Ron nodded, as a recognition of this statement.

Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief, took his leave and left quickly.

Too dangerous!

This was Hannibal's assessment of Ron.

If the news hadn't come from the government, even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to come to Sao Ron's interest. Didn't he know that some prisoners couldn't move? Of course it is clear.

He just didn't dare to say it out, for fear that Ron would be dissatisfied with him.

Watching Hannibal leave, Ron frowned and twisted the list, pursing his mouth.

"Tch, it's a secret again!"

The list only listed the names of the prisoners who could not be moved, but did not mention the reasons why they could not be moved, and Ron was not even allowed to obtain information during the interrogation.

There is only one reason: confidentiality!

and……

Looking at the long strip of names, Ron can assure you that not everyone in it has important information to keep, and maybe someone is related to the upper echelon, so they can mix together and escape from Ron's experiment.

"Fortunately, a few people are a minority after all, and it doesn't matter to the overall situation..."

Zizi!

A blue arc suddenly appeared in the air, and the electric light and flint ignited the list. Looking at the list that was gradually burning into ashes in the orange flame, Ron grinned.

"And to survive, isn't it a kind of sadness?"

The door of the director's office opened slowly, and upon hearing the unpleasant "squeak", outside the door, the dumb expressions of the two jailor beasts patrolling nearby froze, as if it was the gate of hell that opened.

Clap, click...

The hard soles of the leather shoes hit the stone slab, and the two Jailor Beasts felt a chill from their hearts against the red-burning blood pool furnace in the scorching hell.

"Um?"

Ron raised his head slightly, looked at the cow monster Minotaur who was watching him, and asked, "Is there anything to report?"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The Minotaur could not speak, and could only shake his head like a rattle.

The intuition of those with animal abilities is the strongest. In the eyes of Minotaurus and Minokoala, Ron is a giant python hunting, licking its neck with cold killing intent, but they just Two little white rabbits who are powerless to resist.

And standing in this empty corridor, the little white rabbit didn't even have a place to hide.

Seeing that he was about to be scared silly by himself, Ron smiled, turned and left.

To be honest, among the three series of devil fruits, Ron is actually the most optimistic about the animal series. After all, it is the realization of a kind of life energy, the energy is so powerful that even dead objects can obtain the fruit ability.

And the potential of life is infinite, as you can see from Ron.

Unfortunately, so far, "infinite potential" is only a theoretical thing.

Even Kaido has only reached the level of a pseudo-immortal body.

And the most terrible thing is that the side effects of the animal system are too great.

The primitive animal nature brought by that majestic vitality can easily make the ability users with unstable minds get lost in the animal nature, and a drastic change in personality is the best result. At the same time, with the development of the fruit ability, this vitality and animal nature will gradually strengthen, and it will reach a peak after awakening.

Minotaurs, Jailor-beasts, were once human, Ron had asked Hannibal about that.

But some of them were completely lost when they awakened, and some of them lost their senses just like Lirisk once did because of life-and-death crisis that activated their survival instincts.

In this state, it is too reluctant to say that they are human beings, and it is better to say that they are beasts with a higher IQ.

And thinking about the appearance of "Drought" Jack when he was killed, we know that this animal nature is unavoidable and complements the capable person. No matter how powerful it is, it cannot avoid being influenced by animal nature, which is the original power of the animal-type devil fruit.

Walking along the circular corridor of the scorching hell, the prisoners working below noticed that he was patrolling, and all lowered their heads and held their breath, not daring to look directly.

In just one month, Ron used his iron-blooded and ruthless means to establish his authority in the city of advancement, and made the prisoners understand a truth.

Ron wasn't cruel for the sake of his prestige, but simply didn't treat them as human beings.

Nine out of ten prisoners whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent people were not killed because they still had value in existence, and any resistance and hostility would lead to death.

When Ron came to Advancing City, the situation of the past three days and five days of rioting was immediately contained, and the entire Advancing City was unprecedentedly quiet.

But that's right.

Even Hannibal is afraid of Ron, what can this group of prisoners without human rights do?

In Ron's hands, death is a luxury.

After visiting LV.4 Burning Hell, and then went to LV.5 Extremely Cold Hell to supervise the restoration process, Ron re-entered LV.6 under the terrified eyes of a group of prisoners.

"Today it will be completely resolved!"

Putting on a pair of special needle-point gloves, Ron glanced coldly at the many prisoners in LV.6, and finally smiled "hehe".

...

"what!!!"

The screams were endless. The big pirate who attacked the Celestial Dragons was out of luck, because Ron had already entered the late stage of the experiment, and he would no longer be kind enough to give him anesthesia.

Looking at the big pirate, who was also considered a figure outside, struggling while being tied to the bench and foaming at the mouth, like a fish on a chopping board wagging its hands and feet, the prisoners felt sympathy.

After a long time, the lightning finally stopped.

It is not difficult to let the prisoner live through a lot of experiments. Now what needs to be verified is whether the prisoner has successfully become a fool.

"Throw him in for observation for a few days, and don't give him food without my order."

"Yes!"

The two advancing city jailers who replaced Hannibal as assistants wiped off their cold sweat, dragged the pirate away like a dead dog, threw it back into the cell roughly, and tied it with handcuffs and iron chains.

Ron moved his sore hands and feet, looked at the prisoners looking at him with various eyes, and smiled.

"Don't you think that's all there is to it? Scumbags!"

"There is another gift in preparation."

Gulu...! !

The prisoners swallowed hard, not daring to look up.

"Becoming a fool is just an insurance policy. Your living environment is too comfortable. You can eat and wear clothes and don't have to endure the harsh weather. I will improve the problem that LV.6 is too suitable for survival as soon as possible."

The devil... the devil!

The prisoners gasped.

"What do you want, Canglong!"

At this time, a cold and gravel voice came from the depths of the prison, like the sound of the cold wind blowing in the desert at night, rubbing against sand and stones.

"If you want to be promoted, we can exchange information with you that has not been revealed yet!"

"If you want to get rich, no one here has a few treasure locations!"

"What exactly do you want?!"

"Huh? There are still resisters!"

Ron snorted, and walked over among a group of prisoners trembling like quails.

"Evil King Abaro Pizarro, do you have a problem with me?"

This is a guy who is different from the other prisoners. Instead of wearing a prison uniform, he wears a long white and dark brown fur coat and a light purple necklace.

And he was not chained and unable to move like other prisoners, but a pair of handcuffs and a hammer tied to his feet.

Seeing Ron approaching, Pizarro looked up at him without fear, and snorted coldly.

"Yes, so what? Do you have the guts to touch me?!"

Try it and die!

Ron wouldn't be that stupid.

Combined with the notification just received and Pizarro's current treatment, all fools know that this is a special prisoner who is strictly prohibited from being used for experiments or even interrogated by the World Government.

Pizarro's tough attitude aroused the pride of the prisoners, and after a few seconds of silence, a loud noise echoed in LV.6.

"Well said Pizarro!"

"Long live the evil king!"

"Little kid, go back to breastfeeding, this is not the place for you!"

Which LV.6 prisoner is not the top big shot in the sea row, even if he is caught in the infinite hell, he just loses his freedom.

However, Ron's arrival broke the tranquility, making them live in fear for a month, almost driving these evil and arrogant prisoners crazy.

Today, someone finally stood up to the devil director, and the prisoners just wanted to vent their aggrieved emotions.

The two guards wanted to shoot as a warning, but a strong domineering air bombarded them, causing them to foam at the mouth and pass out.

The messy overlord-colored domineering clashes with each other in the infinite hell, causing purple-black lightning bolts, making the prisoners even more excited.

Ron watched all this calmly, and suddenly grinned: "Are you sure you want to be the chicken that scares others? Pizarro!"