"Of course, after all, I am getting older, and now I want to find someone to take care of me in my old age." Kizaru's tone made it difficult to tell what his feelings were.
Kizaru's answer was that Vegapunk didn't believe it.
"This is ambiguous justice." Vegapunk said with a smile, "Although I have already expected it, I will still be surprised by the decision you make."
"But please think clearly, they are just candidates assigned by the navy headquarters. As the person in charge of the task, you have the right to change the executor."
"The dangerous mission you gave them involves the history of the 'Blank One Hundred Years'. Once they become interested in that period of history, the World Government will not care about the Navy's face."
"It's been a long time since the navy has seen a 'monster' like the three of you before. You have to think clearly." Vegapunk reminded.
"Oh~Vegapunk, are you so concerned about the situation of the navy? It's rare." Kizaru pouted and said in surprise.
"My dream of becoming a scientist is to benefit mankind, not to bring chaos to the world."
Vegapunk is accustomed to Kizaru's strange expression.
"Since the beginning of the great pirate era, there have been many more pirates on the sea than before. The overall strength of pirates has become stronger. On the other hand, your navy was forced to abandon the new world, and the new generations are not as good as the previous ones."
"If we just rely on you old guys to hold on, if this continues, after the balance on the sea is broken, it will be the ordinary people who will suffer in the end."
"Now your navy finally has two little monsters, and you push them into the fire pit."
Vegapunk looked at Kizaru.
"You probably didn't promise Long, right?"
Kizaru said without answering Vegapunk's question.
"The Yonko Red-haired Shanks lost his left arm in the East China Sea. He said he bet his arm on the new era."
"That guy Shanks is not simple. What kind of new era would make him willing to lose an arm and take a big gamble? It's really scary."
"The new era..." Kizaru pouted, "The new era he is talking about probably refers to the era led by people born around the time of the Great Pirates."
"Speaking of which, the new generation is indeed as strong as monsters. There was Fire Fist Ace in the past, and now he is the second captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, as well as these two little guys."
Kizaru pointed at the holographic projections of Annan and Esdeath.
"Now, don't worry, Annan-chan and Esdeath-chan are both pure marines. With their personalities, they won't explore that kind of thing."
Kizaru's toad glasses shine with a strange luster.
"Besides, even if they become interested in that period of history, I still have ways to protect my lovely subordinates."
Naval Science Force Station.
"It's too exaggerated."
Annan and Esdeath stood in front of a small naval ship.
"This is what Dr. Vegapunk asked us to make." Fashion pushed up her glasses.
"Originally, this ship was used as a research ship for our scientific force, but the doctor said that I would give you some compensation, so I modified it on the basis of this ship and created this ship that combines long-distance voyages, exploration, and combat.
The all-in-one fashionable No. 1 naval scientific research vessel."
"So this ship is the compensation given to us by Vegapunk?" Esdeath touched her chin and curiously looked at the navy ship in front of her.
"It's not 'this ship', it's 'Fashion No. 1 Naval Science Force research ship that integrates voyage, exploration, and combat'" Shifang corrected.
"The name of this ship is not very good. How about changing it to 'Thousand Miles of Sunshine' or 'Infinite Star'? If that doesn't work, 'Black Pearl' is also acceptable." Annan said seriously to the fashion.
"No, until the ship is officially delivered to you, this ship will always be called the "Fashion No. 1 Naval Scientific Research Vessel" that integrates voyages, exploration, and combat." Fashion said seriously.
"Okay. But then again, Doctor Fashion, you can actually build a boat?" Annan looked at Fashion sitting in a wheelchair in front of him.
"I know what you are thinking." Fashion's head is almost raised to the sky.
"This 'Fashion No. 1 Naval Science Force research ship that integrates voyage, exploration and combat' is a great attempt of mine."
Fashion raised her hands to show the two men the gloves she was wearing.
"The Teigu, God's Hand [Perfection], with which I can fully unleash the potential of my hands to perform precise movements. The manufacturing transformation that used to be completed with the help of machines can now be completed with both hands, which greatly saves time." p>
"Originally it would have taken at least a day to renovate this ship, but now it can be completed in just one hour. This is a double success of efficiency and science!"
Fashion stood up from the wheelchair excitedly.
"Wow, what a medical miracle." Annan looked at Fashion who stood up again.
"I am a healthy person to begin with." Fashion corrected again, "It's just that I sit in a wheelchair in order to use my brain to the maximum extent and eliminate other interference as much as possible."
As he was talking, Fashion suddenly had tears in his eyes.
"The more I want to follow my idol, the more I find the gap between me and the idol. After reading the data given to me by Dr. Vegapunk, I understand my insignificance. I have to admit that there is already a gap between me and the doctor.
There is a pitifully thick barrier. No wonder the doctor abandoned me so cruelly. It turned out to be because he was afraid that I would be attacked by him in the future."
As I talked, tears of fashion flowed down.
"The one hundred and sixty-eighth time."
Kurome took out a handkerchief from his pocket as a habit and handed it to Fashion.
"I've told you so many times that it was General Kizaru who transferred you. The reason for the transfer was just a change of position. You are now the head of the scientific force of the headquarters. Many people would not be able to come here even if they think about it," Kuromi said.<
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"I would rather be the doctor's assistant for the rest of my life..." Fashion took the handkerchief and wiped his tears and nose.
"Asshole! This is my handkerchief!!"
Kuromi was so angry that he grabbed Fashion's neck and shook it vigorously.
"Leave them alone." Esdeath said to Annan.
"That messy name really doesn't work, let's change it to another name."