Pirates: My Piltover is far ahead in technology

In the MADS ship, Frankenstein carries his warhammer behind his back, holds a small kettle in his hand, and is taking care of some green plants.

The huge fruits hang from the top of the plant and look like they are about to ripen.

The scientific name of these plants is Honey Fruit. They are a special plant that grows on the continent of Valoran. The nutrients inside the fruit are extremely high and can restore human physical strength and assist in the healing of injuries. They are natural ingredients for making nutrients and stimulants. Material.

The nature of Oran's dreams is illusory. Except for things remembered in the mind, other real objects cannot be taken away.

The seeds of honey candy fruit were brought from the ship that traveled across the country. After this period of cultivation, they have grown to a large scale.

In addition to daily training and learning more living habits, Frankenstein spends most of her time taking care of these flowers and plants. She is understanding the meaning of life through the growth of plants.

boom! boom!

Two explosions came from one side. Frankenstein paused. After putting the flowerpot and kettle back in his hands, he picked up the warhammer behind him and ran towards the deck.

At the same time, the MADS ships have begun to fight back. This ship is not a simple scientific research ship. O'Hara uses such wooden ships for long voyages because of his lack of financial resources.

Du Felder is rich, and the researchers on the ship are skilled. In addition to high-end research equipment, the ship's external weapons facilities are even more armed to the teeth.

At this time, the main gun on the bow had adjusted its angle, pouring firepower on the ship that attacked them.

It doesn't matter who the opponent is. Since they opened fire in advance, sinking them is what should be done.

"Aiming calibration! Five degrees to the left, put it!"

To be able to sail on the Grand Line, the researchers on the ship will know some crooked tricks. Even the weakest Vegapunk can carry a gun and shoot, let alone adjust the angle of the bombardment.

"Olan, something's wrong. These people don't look like pirates. There's also a problem with the currents around here. After the water level dropped, the surrounding water became full of rocks. There's only one way to get the boat out, but we've been blocked in front of it. Now it seems like there's only one way to get out. I can go back the way I came.”

In the captain's room, Vegapunk noticed something unusual.

He deliberately waited for a place like this and opened fire without saying a word, without even hoisting a flag. All the signs were very different from those of pirates.

"It's probably those killers. If they don't come, they won't have a chance. But with their attitude, do they think they can defeat us?"

The several ships that fired the guns were just feint attacks. Piecro had already led another group of people to approach the MADS ship under the cover of darkness and was preparing for a landing operation.

It's just that they think they are useless hiding under Blitzcrank's night vision module.

"Do you need help? We are acquaintances, I can give you a discount."

Ba Jin cannot speak without money, even at this time.

"I don't think there was any accident. The work you want can still be preserved. You can choose to watch as long as you can afford the price."

Vegapunk stated the objective facts calmly, dispelling Ba Jin's idea of ​​taking the opportunity to make money. Olan himself equipped his weapons and walked out of the cabin.

"Okay, if you don't want those guys to damage the things on the ship, then try to get rid of them all. Ba Jin, take care of Punk. His fighting ability is really poor. If these people have any treasures on the ship, they will be there." It would be better if you divide it more."

Although Ba Jin is now a grasshopper on the same rope as them, but if you want this kind of financial fanatic to contribute, promising some money is the best way. It's not your own money anyway, so you won't feel bad no matter what.

"Young men, please move faster. They are just a bunch of weak scientists. As long as they get on the ship, they will become a bunch of fat sheep!"

"They must be smarter, right? Maybe they can sell it for a high price on the black market. That guy Piecro is too careful. What should I be careful about? It's not like I haven't attacked those celebrities before."

The size of the MADS ship can be considered a giant ship. After the killer group's people approached, most of them could only try to climb through ropes. There were also a small number of elites who used their physical advantages to board the ship directly. However, the situation on the ship It's slightly different from what they thought.

Bang!

Huge metal fists flew out of thin air. Blitzcrank's mechanical flying claws could not only catch people. To Blitzcrank, they were hands, but to ordinary human bodies, that thing was a battering ram.

Crack!

Two electric currents flashed across. After all, Blitzcrank's body was a rescue robot, and its role in assisting was greater than actual combat, while Frankenstein was a combat model. The electric current set off by the warhammer cleared away a group of enemies in an instant.

The killer who was still waiting behind looked at these comrades who had been scorched by electricity, and suddenly had some doubts in his heart. The target's strength seemed to be somewhat different from what was described in the intelligence.

Before they could take the next step, a metal warhead suddenly fell on their deck. It seemed to be a dumb bomb, and it did not explode after several collisions.

Just when they relaxed their vigilance, the warhead suddenly exploded, and many people around them felt a stinging sensation.

"What? Why is it so hot suddenly? Pfft."

The first person to be shot didn't feel anything at first, but in just a few seconds, a burning pain came from his body. His body began to wither, and green traces appeared on the surface. Then he fell down unwillingly.

This is not the end, but a beginning. All the people who were shot and the killers who were touched had the same reaction in a short time. In just one minute, there was no movement on the ship.

"Mhahaha! This is my experimental work - the mummy. Do you idiots still want to attack us? Go to hell!"

Quinn and Caesar are both committed to the research of weapons of mass destruction. Now they can't participate in too high-end battles. It is not difficult for the strong who can get close to kill Quinn.

But facing the members of these killer groups, Quinn's weapon is unilateral slaughter.

"What did you do, you bastard! Go to hell!"

Quinn's ears suddenly heard a shout. A killer who had boarded the ship swung a knife at Quinn's neck, looking like he wanted to avenge his companions, but was pierced directly by the electric current on the other side.

"Idiot, is it time for you to show off now?!"

Jage took his electric gun to kill the enemy behind Quinn, and also mocked Quinn along the way.

"Judge? You actually took action. I thought you were going to keep pretending. What? Are you finally going to change your mind?"

If you can't beat them, join them. At this time, Quinn has completely changed his attitude and even took the initiative to join the war without mobilization.

"Hmph, I'm different from you. I'm doing this for self-protection. The assassin group won't leave anyone alive."

Judge and Quinn have different ideas. He did this mainly because of his background. The Germa Kingdom was originally a killer. Although it has declined now, Judge knows the style of these assassins.

If you don't want to be killed, you can only kill them.

Of course, not everyone has the same thinking as Judge. There are stains on every ship, not to mention that MADS is a temporary gathering organization.

"Hey, your target is Sidiliel or Vegapunk, right? They are over there, just do whatever you want to do."

Caesar had no intention of helping in the battle, and even pointed the way for these killers, but the killers' orders were to kill them. Just when Caesar was feeling smug and thought he had diverted the trouble, several killers had already launched a siege on him.