Pirates' Max Level System

The three of them were all eager to try, and Hawkeye had also returned to his normal state. Whether it was the owner of the mysterious howl or this battle, the Red Hair Pirates wanted to find out.

Without any communication, the three of them quickly ran towards the locked direction.

On the other side, Qin Luo, who took Tayuya and Itachi away, teleported to the underwater research institute immediately and sent the hiding Vegapunk back to Ryugu Castle.

Chapter 761: Breaking through the Port

Time goes back to an hour before the howling sound appeared.

If the Don Quixote family could easily bribe patrolling guards, there was no reason the Germa Kingdom couldn't do the same. Darwin's supposedly impenetrable defenses were completely infiltrated by several factions.

Is it that the Dynasul family is forming patrols to guard against other forces, or is it that other forces are selflessly helping the Dynasul family defend their home? This is a question.

With the help of an insider, the Germa Kingdom fleet easily approached the island of the Undersea Research Institute. Teams of Germa Kingdom soldiers and assassins from the Killer Association lurked on the island as water ghosts.

The bribed patrol boat headed for the island's port as instructed.

"Brother from Team Five, it's not time to change shifts yet, why are you back?"

Following the sharp-eyed man's shout, the harbor guards shifted their attention to the nearby patrol boat. Judging by the flags on the boats, they were undoubtedly on their side. They were puzzled as to what this fleet was up to.

Being called brother, the captain of the patrol boat sneered, waved his arm, and fired a volley of cannons at the port.

The other patrol boats at Port 277, which hadn't been deployed, the shore outposts, the command center building, and other defensive structures all became targets of artillery fire. Of course, there was also the guy who just yelled. This guy was being treated specially. Who was the younger brother now?

The defenders of the Dinasur family were completely stunned. They had just suffered what was called a "friendly attack" and suffered extremely heavy losses.

The alert was sounded, and the surviving guys in the command center immediately issued the order to counterattack.

"The guys from Team Five have gone crazy. Kill them, now, immediately."

The deputy warden of the Dinosaur Research Institute was nearly mad with rage, his heart pounding, still recovering from the bombardment. Death had narrowly escaped him, and he was nearly blasted to pieces like the unfortunate warden.

"Raise all the machine guns and artillery. If there are any combat-capable ships, send them all out to sea. As for Teams 4 and 6, have them return quickly. Also, notify those below..."

The unfinished order became the deputy warden's swan song, and he would never have such an opportunity again.

The deputy warden clutched his neck, his face filled with terror, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out. He eventually collapsed to the ground, dead. Beside his body, a killer wiped the blood from his dagger.

Then several more guys dressed as assassins gathered in. The floor of the room they were in was stained with blood, and all their targets were killed with one strike.

"This is the Throat-Sniper Squad. The suppression is complete in the combat command room. Over." The leader reported the results of the battle through the Den Den Mushi.

The same thing happened repeatedly in the harbor. While the undercover fleet was drawing fire from the front, the soldiers and assassins who had disembarked earlier had already sneaked in from the side and dealt a fatal blow to the half-crippled guards from behind.

A flare was fired into the air. In the distance, where the sea and sky met, a cluster of black dots suddenly appeared. The main fleet of the Germa Kingdom, sailing at full speed, was approaching. The bound harbor guards posed no obstacle to the Germa Kingdom fleet.

In an instant, a group of black dots transformed into a massive fleet lined up in a row. The new artillery fire instantly cleansed out the harbor's still struggling defenses.

Sporadic gunshots indicated that the battle had entered its final stages, and the Germa Kingdom's fleet easily captured the port.

The Dinasur family also had another group of powerful guards on the island, squatting in the underwater research institute. However, before they could react, the dinosaur research institute on the island fell.

The alarm at the Undersea Research Institute was sounded at the same time as that on the island.

"This group of people came with such a strong momentum, they definitely didn't come here for the slaughterhouse upstairs. It seems the secret here has been exposed."

"This research institute has been successfully hidden for so long, and it was exposed as soon as certain people arrived. What a coincidence."

Darwin had recently dispatched nearly all of his prosthetic limb users to the Undersea Research Institute. With the exception of Darwin's two personal bodyguards, Number One and Number Two, who had fallen on hard times, the entire Dynasul family's core fighting force was stationed there. They gathered in the institute's conference room to discuss countermeasures.

The Undersea Research Institute's defenders possessed unprecedented strength, so they weren't without confidence in their ability to defeat the invading enemy. Unfortunately, they didn't realize that the massive fleet above was only the first wave of enemies today; the likes of the navy, the Modri ​​royal family, and the Don Quixote family had yet to appear.

"Shut up. What's the point of arguing at this time? You'd better use your time to think about how to deal with the enemies above." A muffled groan interrupted the not-so-good atmosphere.

In the conference room, everyone turned their attention to Number Three, the leader. With the higher-ups absent, Number Three automatically became the most qualified to issue orders. Seeing that it was him who spoke, most people gave him a favor.

"What other solutions can we have? Fight them. What? Do you have a better suggestion?" Number Four was one of the few who refused to accept the suggestion, just like a twin brother who always complains that he is just a few seconds late.

Number Three didn't feel like arguing right now. To avoid unnecessary conflict, he simply ignored Number Four. He first assigned a few smart guys to command, while the rest of the group performed their duties. The stronger ones were assigned directly to guard the exit of the underwater research institute.

"We must hold on until reinforcements arrive. Ten, go arrange for those doctors to take refuge. Thirteen, you..."

With their respective tasks, the entire institute became busy. Researchers in the main laboratory were constantly persuaded to leave, and those who refused to cooperate were forcibly dragged away.

"Dr. Vegapunk, please move to the shelter."

Vegapunk, the most important of the many researchers, was persuaded by No. 10 himself.

Vegapunk seemed not to hear and continued with his experiments.

"PhD."

Vegapunk still ignored him. Seeing this, the two men behind Number Ten tried to drag Vegapunk away, but were stopped by Number Ten.

"Doctor, we are confident that we can defend this institute, so your experiment can continue."

Vegapunk finally spoke, "Give me the last three minutes, then I need to go back to my room."

Number Ten responded with a smile.

In the final seconds of the three-minute experiment, Vegapunk completed all of his experiments on the demon's body. If he could just insert the heart, the demon would awaken. Vegapunk paused, feeling a sense of loss.

"Can I go back to my room now?"

"Of course." Number 10 waved to the two men behind him, obviously asking them to follow.

Chapter 762: Jiazhi's Invitation

Number Ten was worried about letting Vegapunk act alone.

Vegapunk was most likely the invader's primary target. Even if the enemy hadn't yet broken in, they couldn't just leave Vegapunk to act alone.

Two of his men followed him, both to ensure Vegapunk's safety and to keep him under control. For some reason, Ten had a feeling that Vegapunk wouldn't be a quiet person. Ten had a feeling that Vegapunk would never return.

If there weren't many researchers and research results that needed to be relocated, No. 10 would have wanted to pick up Vegapunk personally.

Worried about Vegapunk? That's right.

But he only sent two of his men to follow him. Who was he looking down on? If Vegapunk wanted to escape, he was relying on these two losers to stop him? Did they really think he was a weakling with no fighting power?

Vegapunk turned and left without commenting on Number Ten's decision.

The way back to the room was slightly delayed because Vegapunk ran into an unexpected guy on the way. To be more precise, that guy was waiting for Vegapunk.

"Dr. Judge, are you going back to your room too?"

At the fork in the road, Vinsmoke Judge blocked the way of Vegapunk and the other two. With his burly build, he looked more like a fierce warrior after he changed out of his white coat as a scientific researcher.

Vegapunk and Ten's two men felt unfamiliar with Dr. Judge. Unconsciously, the two guards tightened their weapons and stepped between Vegapunk and Judge.

"Yeah, what a coincidence, Dr. Vegapunk, do you want to join us?" Vinsmoke Judge narrowed his eyes, his signature curly eyebrows twitching, and he made some kind of invitation to Vegapunk, and there seemed to be some other meaning in his words.

Vegapunk didn't react at all to Vinsmoke Judge's hint, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Let me interrupt for a moment, Dr. Judge, where are the guards around you?" Number 10's men suddenly spoke. They seemed to have smelled some unusual breath, and their bodies entered combat state, facing Vinsmoke Judge.

"Guard? Is there such a thing?"

"Dr. Judge, you're joking. In times of emergency, every doctor has a guard assigned to them. This is also responsible for your safety."

"Oh, I remember now. He was helping me get something in the back."

Both sides were full of lies, Judge's perfunctory excuses more fragile than bubbles that burst with a poke. If there was no common ground, there was no point in talking. So, neither side even bothered to continue the perfunctory exchanges.

"Dr. Vegapunk, you have the smartest brain in the world."

Gladly accepting the other party's compliment, Vegapunk rolled his eyes and said, "I can bear it if you continue."

"Your talent shouldn't be wasted here. These idiots have no idea of ​​the value of bloodline factors. This institute is like a cage restricting your research. You need a better space to display your talents instead of wasting your time on boring animal specimens."

"Animal specimens. Huhuhu, your new name for armed prosthetics is quite interesting. And it's not as bad as you say, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to such lengths to collect all the information. Isn't it, the prince of the Germa Kingdom, Vinsmoke Judge."

Vegapunk's revelation of Judge's hidden identity instantly heightened tension. Ten's two subordinates were on edge, ready to attack at any moment.

"Don't bother trying. You two are no match for him. Don't try to embarrass yourself," Vegapunk said to the two men in front of him. Vinsmoke Judge wouldn't be able to easily defeat Number Ten's two men if he focused solely on defense. But if he went in and gave himself up, that would be a different story.

Number Ten's two subordinates were very unwilling, but they had to admit that Vegapunk was right.

"I don't know how you figured that out, but as expected of Dr. Vegapunk, I admire you even more. With your abilities, I imagine you must be aware of the situation outside."

Vinsmoke Judge said this with a hint of meaning. After a pause, he continued to Vegapunk, "Dr. Vegapunk, on behalf of the Germa Kingdom, I now extend a formal invitation to you. I invite you to serve as the Kingdom's Chief Scientist. As long as you are willing, all the Kingdom's resources will be open to you."

The conditions have been given, Vegapunk, let me see what you will choose. After saying this, Vinsmoke Judge looked at Vegapunk intently.

“What are the lab conditions like?”

“Definitely better than here.”

“What about research funding?”

"Don't worry about that."

"Freedom?"

"of course."

Vinsmoke Judge and Vegapunk exchanged questions and answers, moving directly into the recruitment process. Number Ten's two subordinates frantically yelled, unable to get a word in edgewise. They couldn't silence Vegapunk.

"No."

"Ah?" Vinsmoke Judge was confused by the sudden rejection. They were just chatting happily.

"Doctor, I guarantee that the conditions offered by the Germa Kingdom are the best."

Vegapunk continued to shake his head. Not only was Judge's promise completely false, it was a complete illusion. Furthermore, Vegapunk didn't believe any other faction could offer a better deal than the Floating Cloud Palace. Poor Judge, still grumbling about his rejection, didn't know why.

… … … … … …

Considering that if time dragged on for too long, someone would come looking for him, Vinsmoke Judge had no choice but to end this failed recruitment attempt.

"Dr. Vegapunk, think about this carefully. We'll see each other again soon." Vinsmoke Judge left in a hurry after saying this. He was confident in his plan. As long as he could capture Vegapunk, he would be able to persuade him freely.

After confirming that Judge had left, the two of Number 10 breathed a sigh of relief. This unbearable sight made Vegapunk curse him inwardly, calling him a piece of shit. He even acted like he was spying on him.

"Let's go, go back to the room and get your things, then go to the shelter and reunite with the main force."

Number Ten's two men were naturally unwilling, but they could not resist Vegapunk's threat of using important information.

"Wait at the door, I'll be right out."

After giving the order, Vegapunk entered his room.

"You're finally back. You thought you would hurry up." The moment Vegapunk closed the door, Orochimaru's voice came from the darkness.

"I met an interesting guy. Let's not talk about this. The two outside..."

Before Vegapunk could finish his words, two figures fell to the ground from the darkness. They were the two people standing at the door.

"Two little bugs, taken care of easily. What were you about to say just now?" Orochimaru glanced at Vegapunk.

"Nothing." Vegapunk's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt a little envious of Orochimaru's skills.

Chapter 763: No Time for Disguise

After packing up all the other scientific researchers and taking them away, No. 10 held a list in his hand and listened to his subordinates' reports.

"So far, there are only two people who haven't arrived at the shelter? Are you sure there are no omissions?" Number 10 asked with a frown.

"Yes sir."

He had a bad feeling before, but he didn't expect it.

"Vegapunk. Judge," Number 10 muttered. The confirmation list in his hand had two noticeable vacancies at the very top. Both of these were the ones that were of particular concern.

Vegapunk's return was nowhere to be found. Just when Number Ten couldn't help but want to go find him himself, footsteps were heard.

Vegapunk and the two men he had sent to monitor them came over from Far EasTone. Ten's heart suddenly felt relieved.

"Dr. Vegapunk, it's getting late. We should hurry to the shelter," Number 10 urged. There were some things he couldn't ask about openly. Number 10 would ask his two subordinates to find out what had happened.

Vegapunk's gaze shifted towards him. Suddenly, a chill ran down his feet. Ten felt like prey being stalked by a venomous snake; the uneasiness and fear made him shiver uncontrollably.

This feeling came and went quickly, vanishing in an instant. Was it an illusion?

Number Ten shook his head, thinking he was overthinking things. It must be the approaching war. While he didn't have the all-seeing eyes of Number Seventeen's prosthetic limbs, Number Ten possessed his own methods of identification. The three people before him, whether Vegapunk or his two subordinates, were exactly as he remembered them.

Number 10 can be sure that all three are real people and have not been swapped.

"Main laboratory, my things haven't been moved, have they?" Vegapunk did not immediately agree to go to the shelter, but asked No. 10 this.

"Dr. Vegapunk, it's getting late."