The strongest vice captain of One Piece

There was a tooth-piercing friction sound on the hard anti-glass. This specially treated glass can even withstand a direct hit from the main gun of a heavy gunship without being damaged. However, there are still a few scratches left after being scratched by sharp claws.

Not a shallow mark.

"Whoa, whoa, see? This is the power of your blood. This thing is the most perfect treasure in the world." Caesar hoped to see surprise on the other person's face, but what disappointed him was

Nero didn't show any surprised expression on his face. He just looked at the creatures inside with interest.

Nero knew very well that the demon's blood had wonderful effects on other creatures. No one knew better than him how Gul'dan turned the orcs into crazy war machines. Through Eli

Even if the Gul'dan experience he learned from Dan's memory was only second-hand, the proud things in his life had long since died, but they were quite clear in the warlock's memory.

Creatures that drink the blood of demons will become bloodthirsty and warlike, which is a perfect way for demons to create cannon fodder. This method was often used when the abyss demon kings invaded the plane.

"If this is all, then there is no need for us to continue talking, Mr. Caesar. You don't know the devil race better than I do."[

Nero's disapproving attitude immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the soldier who led the way before, "Hey! How can you talk to Sir M like this! Sir..."

"Don't be so rude, keep a humble attitude towards your guests." Caesar interrupted the soldier and gently pressed a button on the console.

A strange-looking cannon barrel suddenly appeared on the wall of the laboratory. After a burst of buzzing, a golden laser light shot out of the cannon barrel and directly blew up the monster that was still running rampant inside.

"Go and clean it up. I hope to be able to show this gentleman a great invention that will convince him as soon as possible." After Caesar ordered this, the soldier who was still a little dissatisfied immediately seemed to have received some important task. He was proud of it.

He glanced at Nero complacently through his protective suit and helmet, then turned and walked toward the laboratory.

"By the way, take off your protective clothing before going in. Those guys in the logistics department have complained to Miss Monet many times. I don't want to be scolded by the lovely secretary." Caesar said it like a joke to the soldiers wearing protective clothing.

I couldn't help but laugh. Having such an amiable and amiable commander is something that they, the former pirates, can hardly imagine. This is the charm of Lord M, which is comparable to the personality charm of Baki, the clown king in the Shichibukai.

Nero was also slightly surprised by the appearance of the soldier who had taken off his protective clothing. The man's upper body, the lower body of a sheep, and a pair of horns on his head looked nothing like Set, the satyr in Greek mythology.

Both. But if you think about the harpies and centaurs before, that's it. If nothing else, it's the masterpiece of the newcomer Shichibukai who is shrinking in the shadow. It's hard to imagine the death surgeon who always has an expression on his face.

Doctors turn out to be fanatics of fairy tales.

"Okay, let me introduce to you the greatest invention of this era of pirates - artificial devil fruit technology. The great technology invented by me, Caesar Courant, that changed the entire world!" Caesar excitedly

After pressing a few buttons, a hole opened in the center of the floor, and a platform containing a small jar rose up.

"Each devil fruit is unique, and their birth and disappearance are a 'mystery'. Some people say that they were created by God... But now I have accomplished what u failed to do above -

I created multiple artificial Devil Fruits!" Caesar suddenly opened the lid of the jar, and Devil Fruits that could each be auctioned for hundreds of millions of dollars were piled inside like cheap fruits on the street.

"It's a pity that even the things created by a genius like me have a little bit of a flaw. Superman-type and natural-type Devil Fruits can't be successfully produced at all. Only animal-type Devil Fruits can be made, and they can't involve phantom beasts."

.It is your presence that gives me hope Mr. Nero!”

Caesar took out an artificial Devil Fruit and cut off a piece at will. After putting it in a test tube, he extended the test tube to Nero with an earnest look in his eyes.

"I hope you won't disappoint me." He casually scratched the pad of his finger with his nail, and dropped a drop of blood into the test tube, and the wound quickly closed.

"Hey, Mr. Nero, you will definitely cooperate with me willingly. Oh, no, we will make history!" After stirring a few times quickly, Caesar pumped out the liquid in the test tube.

He entered a small syringe. Then he turned his right hand into purple mist, wrapped the syringe, and flew towards the laboratory door that had not been closed. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what's next is the moment to witness the miracle!"

"

"Really, what the hell? You're so rude to Master M. You're a great scientist who can turn a lizard into a giant dragon. Let's wait and see how surprised he will be." The satyr cleaned up the litter on the ground.

He was cursing at the messy minced meat. Suddenly he felt a pain on his back. He reached out subconsciously, but what he caught in his hand was only an empty needle. Then every cell in his body felt a sensation.

A sharp pain like a knife...

After gently closing and locking the laboratory door, Caesar looked through the glass at the roaring satyr inside with an expectant smile on his face. "Very good, very good, that's it~~

~Hold on, you must hold on~~~You must repay me for saving your lives~~~Hold on, you trash!"

The skin exploded with bloodshot streaks, and pieces of scales pushed through the skin and popped out from under the flesh. The skull was elongated by the energy... After a few minutes, a half-human creature similar to the draconians in Nefarian's lair emerged.

The half-dragon monster opened its scarlet eyes.

"This is an artificial version of the dragon fruit of the animal-type fantasy beast. Its power is much weaker than the original dragon fruit, and the prototype test subject used is only a human, so it is even less worth mentioning. But have you seen the one I put on the island?

Those beasts on the planet, right? Even the smallest lizards or crocodiles that reject sex can recreate a real giant dragon that can mess up by taking an artificial Devil Fruit potion mixed with your blood. As long as you are willing

By providing blood, we can continuously create an army of dragons."

After seeing a hint of emotion finally appearing in Nero's eyes, Caesar's face showed an even more proud smile. All he had to do was arouse the other party's interest. All he had to do was make the other party agree to cooperate with him in the first step. Then he just had to follow the instructions

If his plan goes forward step by step, even the quasi-Yonko will be reduced to a blood-making machine that provides him with experimental materials.

"The dragon army might be very interesting." Nero's lips curled up with a meaningful smile. Could it be that in this era of rampant devil fruits, people's fear of devils has been reduced to this level? Making a deal with the devil, this

This kind of thing would not have a good outcome no matter what the legend of that world is.

When Nero met the two dragons before, he discovered his own aura on them, but when communicating with each other, what was conveyed was only the extremely simple thinking mode of "eat~~sleep". It was obvious that even because

For some reason, they got their own blood and became stronger, but as wild men, those two guys

The beast's already fragile soul has been torn apart by the demon's blood. When the dragon man now locked in the laboratory opened his eyes, Nero clearly received the trace of thought fluctuations belonging to intelligent creatures that were fed back.

Without thinking, you are a mad dog, but as long as you have thinking, it represents a lot of possibilities.[

"It's such an honor for you to agree to this. Believe me, you won't be disappointed." Of course you won't be disappointed. What's waiting for you is despair contained in a test vessel.

On the other side of the building, Monet, the harpy, was holding Abis with her wings and walking in front. Nami and Shirley, who was holding a book and recording something, were walking behind her without haste.

visit.

"Okay, now we have looked at all the interesting places in the logistics area. As Mr. M's secretary, I can take you to some abandoned laboratories on a personal basis." Monet winked at Abis.

He raised his eyes and raised a feather and made a quieter gesture. "I heard that someone found some props left behind by the navy in the past. They are all quite strange but interesting little things."

"What! Really? What is that? Is it fun?"

"Although it's very old, but..."

(Abis did an excellent job of attracting attention.)

(Don’t kid yourself, that idiot has no acting skills at all. She really got into it. That’s what you planned from the beginning, sister thief cat.)

(Well, don’t worry about it. As long as it works. How did you draw the map?)

Thumbs up, flash ng~~

So... "The Navy's abandoned laboratory? That's really exciting. But Miss Monet, can you tell me what that door is for first?"

"Huh? There shouldn't be..."

With the background of Monet falling, Nami almost turned into a black shadow. She casually used the tome in her hand as a weapon to knock out Monet and returned it to Shirley. She took a hairpin from her head and moved it skillfully a few times.

After opening a door, Monet was thrown in.

"I'm sorry, but for the lovely money, I feel a little aggrieved." Nami clasped her hands and bowed to the unconscious Monet, then closed the door gently. Then... "Shirley showed the way, Abis

Follow us, let’s take away all the treasures from the warehouse we passed by before!”

"I'm sorry, but it's for high-end tea."

"I was 'forced'. I'm sorry, Sister Bird."

"Buyi (just to refresh the sense of presence.)"

After the sounds behind the door disappeared, Monet, who was supposed to be in a coma, slowly opened his eyes.

"This is really an interesting windfall."

ps: I'm sorry that I was knocked down by the virus in the three-dimensional world. I was so groggy that I really had no desire to code. The fever is gone now, so the update is resumed.

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