One Piece: The Human-Human Fruit, it makes sense to be an admiral

Skylark: "If you really want to go, Major General Ian, please take this lunch box with you. I just made one for fun. I don't... have any other intentions."

Looking at his overly worried subordinates, Ian waved his hands nonchalantly.

How the news is reported is the news's business.

Even if he was seriously injured, as an animal-type ability user, what's wrong with him recovering quickly?

These days, Zhan Guo didn't allow him to wander around the Sabaody Archipelago.

It's okay for him to go to Impel Down for a tour, right?

Staying at home in the base would definitely suffocate you to death!

Besides, Impel Down is very close to the Sabaody Archipelago.

Come back and try the canteen in Push City.

Maybe, I can even raid a few prisoners for fun.

No matter how you look at it, it's better than staying at home obediently at the base.

"It seems no one can stop our little Major General Ian..."

"But Major General Ian, you have to be mentally prepared."

"The director of Impel Down, Magellan, is a cold and arrogant man. I escorted a prisoner there last time."

"I spent the entire three hours there, and I didn't even see him in person."

"Even if the base commander goes in person, the result might be the same."

Peacock reminded.

Ian: "..."

I didn’t see the real person.

Is it possible that he has been squatting on the toilet?

Magellan, the director of Impel Down, is a user of the parahuman Poison-Poison Fruit.

Every gesture and movement is filled with deadly toxins.

At the same time, this ability also brings serious consequences to itself.

Excluding eight hours of sleep, Magellan could only work for four hours.

I have diarrhea for nearly ten hours every day!

Although Peacock said this without knowing the truth.

But it did remind Ian to a certain extent.

The Navy Headquarters and the Deep Sea Prison all work under the World Government.

As the base commander, he naturally represented the image of the navy and could not lose face in front of the "brother department".

……

More than an hour later.

In the doldrums, in front of a majestic complex of buildings.

Ian led the rear admiral ship and personally escorted the transferred prisoners to the main gate.

The tall walls surrounding the city are just the tip of the iceberg of its iron fortress.

The main body of the propulsion city, where prisoners are held, is a giant tower-like structure inside.

Most of the floors are sunken to the bottom of the sea, and each floor has its own unique interrogation and torture methods.

The further down the level you go, the more severe the torture the prisoners suffer.

Because it is located in the doldrums, the entire Impel Down City is surrounded by giant sea kings.

It is absolutely difficult to escape from here (according to people inside the city).

at this time.

The Gate of Justice of the Impel Down City is wide open, at the main entrance on the first floor.

Several uniformed Impel Down City officials, along with two teams of prison guards, were waiting for Ian's arrival.

The leader had a very strange appearance and dress.

His upper body was naked, with a big belly that showed no sign of body shape.

It looks like a pharaoh, but also has the appearance of an evil spirit.

Hannibal!

Deputy Director of Advance City!

"Everyone, be alert and don't bring shame to Impel Down."

"The navy that's transporting the prisoners this time is a rising star in the navy who's been in the news a lot lately."

"Aquaman...Jock Ian!"

Hannibal held a huge naginata in his hand and tried to stand taller.

This is the weapon he only uses in battle, and he rarely carries it with him when on duty.

I took it out on purpose today just to serve as a decorative display.

Ian is not the only one who wants to show off his prowess in front of his "brother departments".

"Yes, Deputy Director!"

"Yes, Deputy Director!"

"..."

The jailers answered in unison.

Hannibal: "Magellan is not here, you can call me Director, hehehe."

"Hey, Deputy Director Hannibal, here he is again. I don't usually see him this serious."

"Well, after all, the person I'm going to receive is known as the most handsome young talent in the Navy Headquarters, so I always want to compete for it."

In front of the jailer, two female cadres were whispering to each other.

They were not surprised at all by Hannibal's behavior.

The warship slowly docked and the connecting platform was slowly lowered.

"Dengdengdeng!"

"Dengdengdeng!"

"..."

Twenty of the accompanying marines ran down first and lined up on both sides of the connecting platform.

"Shh!"

The moment they stood up straight, they saluted in unison and remained silent.

On the high platform, Ian held the reins in his hands and threatened again:

"Xiao Ma, remember what I told you?"

"I'll let you untie the seastone, and you'll have to obey me."

"Be my good mount for a day, and I'll make sure you get a comfortable floor."

"Otherwise, I'll send you to the sixth underground floor and let those old monsters torture you every day!"

The horse Ian was riding at the moment was none other than the captured artificial devil fruit user, Speed!

Speed's throat trembled as he replied fearfully:

"Understood... Lord Ian!"

"I promise...I promise to complete the task you assigned me!"

Your life is in their hands, how dare you talk nonsense?

Ian nodded in satisfaction and patted the horse's back:

"Let's go... Go!"

Chapter 55: The Coolest Man in Advance City

In full view of the crowd, Ian rode a centaur down from the warship in a "majestic" manner.

Hannibal's mouth dropped open, his eyes twitching.

Riding a mount?

Not a horse, not a human.

It's a centaur!

Is it so cool?

"My dear colleagues in Impel Down, thank you for your hard work. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Ian stroked Speed's head.

She immediately bent her legs and knelt down obediently, putting Ian down.

"Major General Ian, you are the one who is really working hard."

"I have heard of the heroic deeds of you and your men in the Sabaody Archipelago. I am deeply impressed!"

Hannibal's voice was sharp, but he deliberately lowered it to appear more mature.

"No, no, we are just doing our duty."

Ian shook hands with Hannibal who had spoken, and continued:

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Hannibal: "..."