Pirates' Max Level System

But the Navy is different from the World Government, as it has existed for more than 800 years.

The scientific corps directly under its jurisdiction is a well-known entity in the scientific community. Equally famous is its overbearing terms.

Any technology that is favored by the scientific forces must be handed over; any scientific researchers that are favored must report here; and any research conducted by the scientific forces must be beneficial to enhancing the strength of the world government.

This is an unfair clause, which can be regarded as the biggest cancer in the scientific community. However, if you violate this clause, the navy and agents serving this organization will tell you why it is called a "force."

As the saying goes, it’s not the gangsters that are scary, what’s scary is the gangsters with culture. The scientific troops are probably the most cultured gangsters, bar none.

The scientific forces never distinguish between right and wrong when collecting scientists. Although good and evil are both definable values ​​in science, most scientists have a bottom line and a sense of what's best, but those crazy scientists don't.

Researching "nuclear peace" for the sake of peace is not uncommon in scientific forces.

Although the pair of arms submitted by the research team were just a by-product of the experiment and were used to report to investors, it did not mean that they were a failure.

If other forces got it, at most they would just get a pair of powerful active prosthetic limbs, but if it was the Navy...

Vegapunk dares to guarantee that the Navy must have studied something similar to the bloodline factor, if this attracts the Navy's attention.

Vegapunk no longer needed to think about what would happen next. He had prepared for the worst and the experiment had to be accelerated again.

"Dr. Vegapunk..."

Vegapunk, having regained his composure, found the person in charge, who spoke so feebly like a young wife, rather amused. However, on second thought, he readily agreed to the other party's request.

It wouldn't take much time to make a pair of arms; the important thing was that he could use this opportunity to gather enough materials. If the experiment was accelerated, the amount of materials used would naturally increase.

"There's no problem with the arm, but the success rate of making a new one in a hurry is not high. I need multiple copies of the materials."

"No problem, prepare the list and I'll get it later." The person in charge agreed immediately.

Vegapunk's request was not excessive. He had already completed the task assigned by his superiors. As for the materials, he could leave it to other troublemakers.

After Vegapunk and the person in charge left, Judge came out from the other corner, as if he just happened to pass by and heard it.

According to Jiazhi's intuition, this matter may not be as simple as it seems.

He quickly returned to his room, and the mercenary named Beta had come back at some point and was now happily eating the fruits on the table.

"Did I allow you to come out?" said Judge, pointing to the open cage.

Chapter 627 White Town

"Oh my god, you can't always make me eat rat feed." The mercenary smiled bitterly, but did not give up the half-eaten apple.

He went in and out of the research institute several times without being discovered, and his previous caution had long been thrown away by the mercenaries.

Jiazhi didn't bother to pay attention. Anyway, the mercenary was about to leave, so out of sight, out of mind.

Sitting on the table, Judge took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote down his new arrangements on it, put it into a capsule and threw it to the mercenary.

The mercenary Beta is unreliable, but he is serious about his work, otherwise he would not have been chosen by Judge.

"When you come back, ask my father for more information." Judge ordered the mercenary who had turned into a mouse.

I don't know how he did it, but the mercenary who turned into a mouse made an "OK" gesture to Judge with his mouse claws, and then ran away.

As time goes by, good news has come one after another for Beihai.

First, the Don Quixote Pirates who had been rampant in the North Sea half a month ago disappeared, allowing the residents of the North Sea to breathe a breath of air without the smell of gunpowder.

Then someone saw the Undead Fleet sailing into the Calm Belt, which meant that the Undead Fleet had left the North Sea and was heading to wreak havoc on the Grand Line.

The Beihai residents who fled for their lives have embarked on their journey home, and the city of Beihai is no longer the deserted city it was when more than 760 Youye first arrived.

The fleet that set out from the Marine Headquarters in Marinford has been investigating the rumors in the North Sea for half a month. Even a blind man should have found some clues.

Besides, these naval forces are almost turning the North Sea upside down. Are they really investigating the naval tragedy that happened half a month ago?

The answer is definitely no. With Corazon as a spy, the whole process of the Don Quixote Pirates destroying the warship and base that night was almost a live broadcast.

Regardless of whether he wanted to know or not, Corazon told Zhan Guo the story in detail in a reading note of about ten thousand words.

When Aokiji led the team out, Sengoku, Sora and others told them that the core of this mission was to cooperate with the World Government's agents to find Vegapunk hiding in the North Sea.

The Don Quixote Pirates were also quite cooperative. After the Navy entered the North Sea, they instantly shrank away, leaving no trace. If the Don Quixote Pirates had appeared on their own, the Navy fleet wouldn't have minded destroying them. However, since they couldn't even be found, the Navy naturally wouldn't waste time looking for them.

It can be said that he is quite cunning.

"Is this amber?"

Local specialties are the symbol of every place, and in Beihai, there is one thing that must be mentioned when talking about local specialties, and that is amber lead ore.

Amber is a high-quality raw material, extremely rare. Even if it is found in ordinary mines, the content is extremely scarce. However, in the North Sea, there is a country called Frevans, whose specialty is amber ore.

The country is called the "White Town" because of the underground "amber lead" minerals that create a unique landscape of pure white trees and ground.

The one holding the amber at the moment was none other than Qin Luo. Beside him were Olivia, who was dressed as a man, Tsunade, who was in a state of turmoil, and Taotu, who was gradually showing her royal sister style.

These four people have all undergone slight disguises, and it is impossible to tell unless you are very familiar with them.

There is only one reason why they are here, and that is because they are bored.

The new city of Atlantis on Fishman Island only needs the final finishing work to be completed. The development tasks of various departments of Liuyun Palace are also proceeding step by step. Tsunade was suddenly freed from her busy work and found it difficult to adapt for a while.

Qin Luo also felt bored. The scenery of Dragon Palace City was beautiful, but anyone would get bored after looking at the fish and the sea for several months.

Qin Luo once thought that if he continued to look at the sea like this, scales would grow on his body. It was not that he looked down on the merman, Qin Luo was just very satisfied with his current body.

So he found an excuse and took the three girls out for vacation. This was probably the first time the four of them went on a trip. The "white town" Frevans was the first stop of their trip.

"This is not a good thing." As a doctor, Tsunade instinctively felt the deadly toxins still remaining on the amber, and she didn't like this mineral with a gorgeous appearance at all.

"I don't like it either. The royal family of this country and the world government are not good people. It's a pity that the people of this country are being used until they die without knowing it." Olivia, who is well-read, knows more.

Both the emerging amber-lead industry and amber-lead are rare things in the world and in history. The number of scholars who came to Flevans to investigate is more than the group sent by the World Government more than a hundred years ago.

The truth about amber and the amber disease that can occur from mining amber are recorded in the books and research records of these scholars, but this kind of thing is strictly prohibited by the World Government. Currently, the transportation of amber is one of the World Government's most important sources of income.

Qin Luo certainly knew the true situation of Perkin. Thinking that this prosperous country would become a dead place due to disease and war in a few years, Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh.

Qin Luo is not a savior, and he has no control over the fate of Frevans. Didn't you see that after the World Government and the royal family of this country made a fortune from the amber-lead mine, did they pay any attention to the citizens who were deeply infected by the poison?

No way! Dead! Goodbye!

In this situation, Bian Que's three consecutive moves are more stable. Qin Luo threw the amber lead back onto the shelf and prepared to leave with the three women.

"Get out of here, you poor bastard. What are you looking at? You're disturbing my business." The shop owner was a little unhappy when he saw Qin Luo and his three friends staying in the store for a while, talking about amber and lead but not buying anything.

He regarded Qin Luo and the other three as scholars who came out to broaden their horizons, and wanted to drive them away impatiently.

If God wants to destroy someone, he will first make him crazy.

Qin Luo shook his head. The people of Frevans had left an image of arrogance and disrespect in neighboring countries because of their booming amber and lead business and their vast wealth. This image was also an important reason why no country was willing to help Frevans.

Qin Luo would not bother with a businessman, but it would be different if the other party was courting death.

After Qin Luo left the store, he could still hear the boss's relentless curse of "poor bastard".

Qin Luo took a deep breath, took out a gold coin very gentlemanly, and flicked it lightly in his hand.

With a "whoosh", the gold coin penetrated the two walls and nailed to the wall next to the boss's head.

I think this "tip" is enough to satisfy the shop owner.

Chapter 628: Unlucky Lunch

The effect of the "gold coin warning" was immediate, and the noise in my ears disappeared instantly.

Instead, the three girls, Taotu and Tu, chuckled softly. Without turning around, they could all imagine the owner of the amber and lead mine, trembling and afraid to speak.

It is very interesting to watch such a person being humiliated. The change before and after is so great that he is like a funny clown.

I gave a tip without buying anything. I wonder if the boss would be touched by such a good thing?

Touched? He didn't dare to move at all. After Qin Luo and the others left for a few minutes, the boss's legs went numb because he had been in this position for too long, and he collapsed on the ground. The boss's constantly shaking mouth showed that he had not yet completely escaped from the fear.

This scene was witnessed by a customer who had just entered the store. The new customer was a man draped in a coat and a top hat. His face and body were obscured by his clothing, except for his voice. His age and appearance were unknown, and he looked suspicious even walking down the street.

"Hey, boss, how much money did you drop on the ground?"

It seems that the new person who came into the store is the boss's regular customer. Seeing the boss's embarrassed look, he was surprised and mocked the boss who was obsessed with money.

The owner of this store is a typical profiteer, but being a profiteer also has his advantages, which is that he only cares about money and not people.

There aren't many places in Freifans where this kind of smuggling can happen. That's why this shop always attracts customers, like the one who just walked in.

"Are there two men and two women standing outside my door?" The shop owner asked the visitor in a panic, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in the words.

"Come on, besides people like us, who would be willing to stay in front of your shabby shop?" His first reaction to the boss's strange behavior was that his enemy had come to visit him, but it didn't look like that.

The boss breathed a sigh of relief and secretly regretted that he had withdrawn all the guards from the store.

"Tell me, how much do you want this time?" The boss said to the man as he got up from the ground.

This kind of conversation was not unfamiliar. The man silently gestured a number with his hands.

"So many." The boss couldn't help but shout out. The number was indeed five times more than before.

In this business, asking for reasons and getting to the bottom of things is taboo. The boss tactfully didn't ask any further questions, but after a moment's thought, he said there was no problem.

Only after leaving the shop did the disguised man finally relax. This wasn't the first time he'd done smuggling, but the quantity requested had never been this large. In such a rush, he was worried he wouldn't be able to get the full amount.

Even though he was just a peripheral purchasing agent, his knowledge was limited. However, with so much amber lead ore, he must be doing something extraordinary.

This question was probably only something Vegapunk could answer, but the chances of such a thing happening were zero. Furthermore, the man was merely responsible for procuring a few of the materials on Vegapunk's list; there were many others like him within the organization.

The only difference is that amber lead is only available in Frevans.

Qin Luo just passed by the clue of Vegapunk.

Is it a pity? If Qin Luo knew, there might be some, but definitely not much. With the help of the intelligence obtained from Corazon, Duoyou is said to have already set his sights on a certain force.

As long as the intelligence arrives in time, Qin Luo will be able to take Vegapunk away before anyone else.

After staying in the "white town" of Frevans for a few days, Qin Luo and his companions' next stop was Calgary, the largest city near Frevans. Duoyou had been lurking in this city recently.

Qin Luo's arrival did not alarm Duoyouya. Just as they said, they were here for a vacation.

Calgary is a large industrial city. Before Qin Luo and his three companions' boat even approached the port, they could hear knocking sounds coming from various factories.

One third of the entire island is occupied by various factories, and the port area is also part of that one third.

If it were just an ordinary factory, Calgary would never be so prosperous, even as a national capital.

In Calgary, his numerous factories produced only one thing: munitions.

Putting aside the World Government and the Grand Line, the place where wars occur most frequently is the North Sea, and most of the weapons used in the North Sea War come from Calgary.

This is a country that sleeps on a powder keg, and even when there is no fighting, it is always surrounded by the smell of gunpowder.

"Sir, ma'am, here are the bullet sandwiches and gunpowder soup you ordered."

At a restaurant in Calgary, the waiter served Qin Luo and his friends their lunch. Qin Luo did not order any special dishes. In fact, all the restaurants here are like this, with a strong local flavor.

Bullet sandwiches and gunpowder soup are good enough, but things like landmine steak and cannonball chicken...

Believe me, no one in their right mind would think of ordering this.

"When I think about the waiter asking me how many layers of cooked mines I want, I feel sick." Qin Luo said this, causing the three women to laugh.

There were not many customers in the restaurant, but even so, Qin Luo and his three companions had no hope of having their first lunch in Calgary go smoothly.

There was a commotion coming from the front of the restaurant, and a 300-pound fat man rolled and crawled in from the door, with gunshots ringing out from behind him from time to time.

……

"Sir, you can't do this. You can't affect a shop that's open for business. That's the rule." Although the restaurant waiters and security guards tried their best to stop him, at this time, people who were in a panic didn't care about this.

The incident happened too quickly. Before the guests dining in the restaurant could react, more than a dozen ferocious-looking men in black rushed into the restaurant entrance.

My goodness, these guys have a lot of firepower! They have shotguns, machine guns, all kinds of pistols and rifles, much more powerful than the Navy's standard rifles. It's no wonder they're called the munitions factory—Calgary.

The gang's intrusion caused a commotion in the store, and the few remaining customers screamed and hid in the shelters in the corner.

"Hey guys, this store is under the protection of the Black Shark Gang, please don't make things difficult for us." A fearless security guard walked up and shouted.

Being fearless of death is a quality to behold, if you put it nicely, but if you put it bluntly, it can only serve as an epitaph.

With a "bang", one of the men in black fired a shotgun at the security guard's chest. The security guard's body flew two meters away along with the blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, a series of machine gun fire silenced the screams in the restaurant caused by the death of the security guard.

"Where is that fat guy? Where did he go?" A man in black asked a waiter. In order to increase his persuasiveness, he pointed his pistol at the waiter's head.