Pirate Bloody Hand Mary

Yin Mu looked at the syringe in his hand and the green liquid flowing in it. After shaking it for a while, he turned to look at the Famine stand-in in the audience.

"Vegapunk is gone?"

"Yeah. When I arrived at the undersea base, Vegapunk had disappeared."

Famine whispered: "According to the researchers at the undersea base, Vegapunk seemed to have completed its last major project four days ago."

"After that, he left the tube of medicine with the chief agent of the base and left alone."

Yes, there is still famine.

Although some famines are still working hard in the Bridge Kingdom, and some are still fighting against Magik Saint in Upside Down Mountain, this does not affect the ability of some famines to work leisurely in Mary Joa.

All avatars of a user with the ability to use the avatar fruit share the same soul, so all information is transmitted almost without delay. Of course, if it were an ordinary person, it would be extremely difficult to make each stand have different movements if a person's soul was divided into hundreds of stand-ins, let alone flexibly controlled.

But after all, Disimona is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. If she were asked to control hundreds of avatars to fight in one breath, she wouldn't be able to do it. But if there are just a few dozen people fighting, and the other stand-ins do chores or standby, it is still very simple for her.

"Four days ago..."

Yin Mu touched his chin: "It didn't take long after I sorted out the materials and gave them to him, but it was actually successfully developed in such a short time..."

"Is this guy deliberately talking to me for a long time just to leave early?"

"...Haha, but maybe it's just conservative that it's a little longer, but it's a little faster in practice."

Yoon Mu said with a half-smile.

"Then, do you need me to catch him back?"

Hungryang looked at Yinmu and asked.

Yin Mu waved his hand.

"No, if he wants to leave, how can you catch him?"

"It doesn't matter whether you can find it or not. Even if you can find it, there is a high probability that he was driving a submarine when he left. Can you, a Devil Fruit user, go into the sea?"

"Forget it, just leave. We don't need him for the time being."

"It's a pity that he is a smart man, but he has too much self-awareness."

Yin Mupi curled up the corners of his mouth with a smile.

"A person like him doesn't have to worry about me doing anything to him...as long as he doesn't want to cause some damage to me."

"You have to be careful about the enemies in the dark from now on. Alas... if someone like Vegapunk gets up to his tricks, it's really hard to guard against them."

He had a headache and shook his head in amusement, but Yin Mu didn't have much doubt about the tube of reagent given by Vegapunk.

The trust he had built up over the years had given him a thorough understanding of Vegapunk's character. The other party might find ways to trick him if they were unhappy with him, but they would not use the word science to make fun of him.

Famine didn't have much reaction to what Yin Mu said. After bowing slightly, he completed his task and turned around to leave.

"etc."

Yin Mu suddenly spoke to stop Famine.

Hungry's body paused, and he turned back to look at Yin Mu.

Yin Mu had already stood up from the throne and walked past him at a leisurely pace.

"follow me."

"..."

Xingfang raised his eyebrows and followed behind Yin Mu.

After walking out of the flowers, on the long corridor, Yin Mu asked:

"Famine, tell me. You said you want to be a playwright, so what kind of script do you want to write? After knowing each other for so many years, I have never heard you say this."

"I have no idea."

Famine calmly replied: "I don't know what kind of script I want to write."

"But it must be grand, unprecedented, and unprecedented."

"——A magnificent work."

"Of course, there are still themes. I have written a lot of material over the past few hundred years, and the interesting ones are basically all kinds of wars."

"War of small countries, war of great powers, war of the world."

"Other things have happened over hundreds of years, and I sometimes don't see the same thing for decades, but war has never stopped."

"...Maybe my future script will be a war drama? Just kidding."

The two walked onto the rooftop of Pangu City.

"It's normal to have a lot of war material. The history of mankind is the history of war. This is an eternal theme."

"Although writing about war always feels a bit unconventional, it is still a safe decision."

"However, no matter how complex the script is, there must be a protagonist, right?"

Leaning against the railing, Yin Mu smoothed his long hair and said with a smile:

"Famine, I know that you have never belonged to the World Government. You just think that the World Government is most suitable as the protagonist of the script you wrote."

"What kind of script are you writing? A group drama? A personal drama? A historical drama? Or something..."

"That's not certain."

Hungry shook his head: "I have too many choices, and there are many things I want to write."

"Anyone can be the protagonist in my script..."

"Then from now on, you just need to write my personal drama."

Yin Mu interrupted Famine's words, turned around and leaned against the railing, lifting the syringe containing the green reagent.

"……oh?"

Hungry's eyes lit up slightly.

Yoon Mu continued: "The oldest and most magnificent scripts in the world are myths and legends."

"With the changes of the times and the more history there is, the inheritance of myths and legends has gradually ceased, making it difficult for new myths to be born."

"But now you have this chance."

"……What's the meaning?"

Famine - No, the stand-in's voice got a little weird.

His figure became a little vague, as if telling the switch.

"Sure enough, you are still interested."

Yin Mu showed an expected smile.

Then, he suddenly inserted the needle into his wrist, and the green reagent flowed into Yin Mu's body along the blood vessels.

"Gudong!"

At this moment, Xingfang heard a dull heartbeat that seemed to be remembered in his ears.

The wind and clouds above Mariejoia suddenly stopped, and the originally flowing wind also stopped instantly.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

A dull heartbeat.

He looked at Yin Mu in front of him. His appearance had not changed, but Fengfang felt... Something about Yin Mu's body seemed to be different from before.

The needle in Yin Mu's hand fell to the ground. He covered his arm and bent down, tensing the flesh and blood all over his body, as if he was enduring a great pain.

After a while, the dull heartbeat gradually disappeared.

Yin Mu's body seemed to relax, and he looked up at Famine.

"From now on, I am the new god——"

"Look at me carefully and record my great deeds——"

"This fateful time will become a mythical era in the future."

…

On the bottom of the windless zone, a submarine with its outer shell covered with seastones was sailing at high speed.

The various giant sea king species that inhabit the seabed turned a blind eye to a submarine passing above their heads, and still lay lazily motionless.

The submarine was empty except for a man in the main control room, who was reading a book.

Calling it a book is actually a bit inappropriate. What he held in his hand was a large newspaper binding volume with dozens of newspapers bound together.

After flipping through it several times, the man put the newspaper down and stood up to check the current location of the submarine on the radar.

"Well... we're almost to the East China Sea."

"Theoretically, Rafdru's location is not far from the windless zone of the East China Sea. The key is how to find Rafdru."

The man sitting in the submarine was Vegapunk who left without saying goodbye. The destination of his trip was the final island of Ravdru.

Although he didn't know what Ravdru had, after completing the last mission assigned by Yom, Vegapunk was tired of Yom's laboratory.

He left Yin Mu's laboratory not because he was afraid of Yin Mu, but simply because staying in that laboratory would do more harm than good to his scientific research development.

He should be an all-round scientist, but in Yin Mu's laboratory, he can only major in biotechnology. Although Yin Mu was generous in providing him with all the materials he needed, his research direction ultimately received many restrictions.

Now that he can even change life forms, Vegapunk has almost seen the end of the road to life sciences. So now he decided to do something else.

Just in which direction to change is also a question.

The fact that he doesn't know what direction to turn to for research is not because he doesn't know enough about technology in other directions. On the contrary, it's precisely because he is quite accomplished in technology in every direction that he now has trouble choosing.

Now, his temporary goal is to find Rafdru. Breaking through the layer of confusion outside Ravdrew is a technical job, and perhaps challenging it can help him gain more insights.

What's more, he was also curious about whether Ravdru had any legacy from ancient civilization.

After the destruction of O'Hara, Begapunk sneaked into the ruins and collected many books. He deeply understood how technologically prosperous the world was eight hundred years ago. Although it is unclear why the science and technology in Blue Sea is so backward today, there is no doubt that the technology of past civilizations is still affecting the world until now.

Although Vegapunk was not interested in Roger, he was still very interested in learning about the so-called great secret treasure.

Vegapunk thought while looking at the radar chart:

"If we start from this position, the distance is the shortest."

"The problem is how to maintain the direction later... Well, according to the sailors, all magnetic fields will fail when entering the new world, especially when approaching Ravdru."

"Electronic positioning is troublesome...but if you want to determine the correct direction and just maintain the direction, there are ways."

"The submarine switches to manual operation..."

As Vegapunk spoke, he continued to take out some bits and pieces of small tools from the counter below, and combined them together to build more and more complex ones.

The submarine is still snorkeling silently in the deep sea.

…

"Hey, you, yes, it's you - go there quickly and bring those water and food."

"You... uh, just follow her to pour water and get some food for these people. Don't die here."

The worker leader looked at the newly arrived Lilia and An, and waved the whip in his hand to arrange the work.

While talking, they both muttered:

"This month is really weird. Why are there suddenly so many more workers?"

"There are more death row prisoners for rebellion in the country now? But how could such young girls and brats be sent to such a ghost place..."

Lilia and An didn't pay attention to the slander of the worker leader. They looked at each other, then immediately turned around and trotted towards the dining car a few hundred meters away.

The length of the Labor Bridge is really exaggerated, and transporting supplies by boat or vehicle can no longer keep up with the front-end consumption. Therefore, whether it is building materials, food or water, the necessities in engineering construction have formed a mobile delivery mode.

The isolation belt built in the center was used to build a temporary track. A train loaded with materials set off from a starting point dozens or hundreds of kilometers away at regular intervals, and arrived at the front end at the right time.

The trucks will not go back, but will be scrapped one by one. Although it is very luxurious, it is easy to operate. As for cost – that’s not really a concern.

But even so, the supply of materials has been in short supply recently. The reason is also very simple. There are too many people at the construction site at the front.

"You guys also help me explain it to the people above me."

The leader of the workers looked at the officials who sent Lilia and An here and complained: "Don't always think that just sending people to the construction site will speed things up. There are too many people to manage, and it will have the opposite effect!"

"Okay, okay, I understand." The official waved his hand, seemingly not taking what the leader said to heart.

The leader scratched his head, sighed dissatisfiedly, and then said listlessly with drooped brows:

"What did the two people sent this time commit?"

"Oh, these two people." The official glanced at Lilia and An, "The brothel on the island was destroyed by these two people, and the owner was even hung up with a street light. What place do you think it is not good to destroy a place like this? He even killed someone...and was sent here."

"That's it?"

The leader pressed the official's shoulder fiercely: "It's just one life, why are you trying to force two people into my place?"

"What do you think I'm keeping here? An underage girl and the female cook from next door?"

"Special times, special times."

The official waved his hand quickly: "The superiors asked us to speed up, the faster the better... If you can't handle it, I will ask the superiors to call a few more people to help you."

"Yell more!?"

The boss was instantly furious.

Lilia, who was carrying food and water, gathered together and started whispering.

"You can actually get into the team like this...Is this project really important?"

Lilia frowned and asked, "An, what on earth did you do?"

Yes, Lilia didn't do anything on the island at all. She just wandered around the island for a while and was captured inexplicably as soon as she got familiar with the terrain.

An looked at Lilia for a moment, and then showed a quite innocent and harmless expression.

"Ann doesn't know what happened."