Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 223 Monet Becomes a Buddha (33)

In just a few months, Henry was promoted from a lieutenant to a captain, and from a scrap collector in the G10 branch to the temporary commander of the Qilin. Of course, Ron did not really accept kickbacks.

The reason why he valued Henry's promotion so much was simply because such a person was very realistic, and reality was easy to control.

Moreover, a person who knows how to please his superiors will never go against Ron. Such a person always has a scale in his heart to weigh gains and losses. He cannot be accepted as a confidant, but he will definitely be a qualified team member.

Ron's plan is a bit big. Except for Zefa's lineage, no matter how good the relationship with other generals is, there is still a difference between you and me. If you want to achieve your goal, only your own strength is the most important.

Yes, it is like that!

No problem!
Ron suggested that the prison on the Qilin be replaced with special compartments made of pure steel. After the transformation, the dense metal components inside the Qilin allow him to easily control these compartments through Lei Yetie. Unless one has the strength to break a 20-centimeter-thick steel plate with his fist, jailbreak is basically impossible.

In a sunny compartment, a clean white bed sheet was hung in the center to protect the painting from direct sunlight. A green-haired girl sat at the other end of the room, facing the sea, holding a seasoning tray in her hand.

Ron walked over and found that the other person's painting was a picture of seagulls circling a sailing ship from a God's perspective. On the other side, outside the window inlaid with seastone strips, all that could be seen was a monotonous blue sky with a few clouds in between, which was far less beautiful than the picture.

This girl is Monet, who luckily survived the concentrated fire.

And Ron certainly didn't lock her up to keep her as a mistress.

"Huh...it's really cold!"

Standing outside the cubicle, Ron blew into his palms.

The room was still the same room, but this time it was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals everywhere. The biting cold wind flowed through the ventilation system, making the entire prison area chilly.

Monet turned his head expressionlessly, looked at him, then continued to pick up the paintbrush and sketched bit by bit.

The source of this cold air was Monet. Her skin became as white as snowflakes... not the white of normal people's skin, but like a snowy field, without a single color. The biting cold air spread with her breath, and with every breath she exhaled, tiny dots of ice crystals would be left in the air, gleaming silver in the sunlight.

Ever since the explosion of Dressrosa, Monet has become autistic.

Really autistic!

Before the doctor could report, Monet, who was seriously injured and in a coma, turned into an ice sculpture, curled up and frozen together with the bed. Dongte and others were in a panic because of Ron's "death", and no one cared about her, so she was forgotten in the prison.

It was not until Ron woke up that Monet remained in the ice sculpture state. Out of curiosity, he asked and found Henry, the culprit.

So Henry got a promotion.

From lieutenant to captain.

Of course, he is a captain serving in the G10 branch. Ron has no right to appoint officers from the headquarters.

At the same time, as if aware of the changes in the outside world, the "autistic" Monet gradually thawed and became what he is now... in a Buddhist way.

zizi...

Lighting the cigar with electricity and leaning against the wall, Ron asked thoughtfully.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

It was hard not to think too much about what was painted on the canvas, and if Monet wanted to go out, Ron would not refuse.

"leave?"

"Life is a prison. Leaving here is just like moving to a bigger prison. Why should we leave?"

Monet replied calmly, splashing a large area of ​​inky grey paint on the top of the canvas.

Ron's face twitched when he heard such a Buddhist speech.

He tried many ways to anger Monet, such as telling her that Doflamingo was dead, that he was going to kill Sucrose, or that he had raped her, but the other party remained calm as always, without even the slightest emotion in her eyes.

The psychologist told Ron that this was most likely a new type of autism... The other person did not shut himself up in his own little world, sensitive and fragile, but allowed his heart to accommodate the entire world, achieving unity between man and nature, and having no self and no desires!
Coupled with the unknown effects of the devil fruit, Monet has become an autistic patient who is detached from the world.

In short, Monet is an autistic person who has become a god. Isn’t that amazing?!

And do you think that's all?
wrong!
If it were just that, Ron would throw Monet to the crane to cleanse his soul without saying a word, and then turn it into his own military achievement.

The reason why he kept Monet was because he found that some incredible changes had occurred in Monet's body after he woke up... As we all know, although the users of natural fruit abilities have the effect of "elementization" and make the body and clothes immune to most attacks, their main body is still flesh.

The heart is still beating in the chest, and blood is still flowing in the blood vessels.

Need to eat, need to breathe.

But Monet was different.

At this moment, rather than saying that Monet is the user of the natural Snow-Snow Fruit, it would be better to say that she is an ice cube that has become a spirit.

Without internal organs or blood cells, his entire body is made up of piled-up snowflakes. He does not need food or oxygen, and even his breathing is more like imitation based on his body's memory. It can be said that apart from his appearance, Monet at this time has nothing to do with humans.

Ron had previously cruelly stripped her naked and ripped her open with his fingers enhanced with Armament Haki, but still found no evidence that she was human. He then piled up the broken ice on the ground, and Monet was resurrected intact, returning to the room with a blank expression.

So Monet was detained by Ron, and almost no one knew her specialness. Outsiders only knew that there was a prisoner on Ron's ship.

Who would cause trouble for a vice admiral who holds such great power in the navy?

Does it matter who Ron imprisoned?

Ron was choked by Monet's Buddhist answer. He was silent for a moment and found that the ship sailing on the canvas was in crisis.

A dark cloud appeared in the distant sky, electric snakes were dancing wildly in the cloud, and a storm was coming.

"What do you think you are now, Monet..."

After that, Ron quickly added, giving the choice: "Is it a person, or a snow-snow fruit?"

He was really afraid that Monet would give him a Buddhist answer like "I am who I am".

Monet: “I don’t know…”

Yes, this is more Buddhist than "I am who I am"!!
No solution!

Ron felt that he could not communicate well with Monet. Perhaps bringing Sucrose here could help her regain some normal emotions, but Sucrose was taken away by Lirisk, and there was no guarantee whether she was dead or alive.

"Hey! What is going on?"

……

A few days later, West Sea.

The full name of the country where "Queen of a Thousand Faces" Rosa is located is "United Nations of the Four Regions of Wester Island", which was formed by the merger of four small countries on the island that once disliked each other. "Flower City" is a compliment given to it by the world, not its official name.

In comparison, the "Land of Flowers" is much more formal.

Not only is it called "the Kingdom of Flowers" in official documents, but also, unlike the flower regions in the Flower City, flowers of all seasons are planted in one place in this country. You can see flowers of different seasons and climates blooming in one place. The most famous tourist attraction is the Rainbow Slope, where rainbow flowers grow all over the hills and fields, creating a sea of ​​flowers all year round. At the same time, as a kingdom of the four seas, the withering and reincarnation of plants during the alternation of seasons is something that cannot be experienced in the Flower City where the climate is fixed.

Now it was the coldest time of the year, and the weather had turned colder after entering the West Sea. The navy soldiers put on their thick woolen uniforms and stood guard on the deck.

The notice was sent to the officials of the Kingdom of Flowers a few days ago. At this moment, Ron led the soldiers standing in front of the deck, waiting for the Qilin to slowly enter the port of the Kingdom of Flowers.

Plop, plop...

The iron plate stirred the anchor and stirred up mud on the seabed. Amid the rolling white waves, the huge Qilin was the first to stop.

The King of Flower Country cast a respectful gaze at the Qilin. Such a majestic beast was beyond the imagination of the Flower Country. The King believed that the gun muzzles all over the ship were not just for show.

"Line up and salute!"

Bang!
There was no one after another, only a deafening crash. The naval soldiers on both sides of the stairs moved in unison, raising their hands to their foreheads, demonstrating the navy's strong discipline.

Organized but undisciplined.

That's a mob.

Organized and disciplined.

They are the iron-blooded elite soldiers.

And this is the navy that suppresses the sea!

Compared to the Flower Kingdom's army formation, where even the ceremonial flagpole is crooked, the navy's army is worthy of being called an army.

Wow!
The Cloak of Justice rustled in the cold wind. Ron, wearing a long white military coat, walked down the stairs with several guards and came straight to the King of the Flower Kingdom.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Flowers! Vice Admiral Ron! The long journey must have been very tiring, right?"

"King Xiaolong, your words are too serious. It is my duty and I cannot shirk it!"

Ron shook hands with the king whose name was a bit funny, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

Once upon a time, he followed Garp to the Kingdom of Flowers, and was just a ragtag soldier. He was received by Rosa as Garp's foil. The scene was so clear that it seemed to have happened just yesterday. But now the leader of a country is polite to him, and the fleet behind him completely obeys his command. It's really... things have changed!

"It's cold outside, Lieutenant General Ron, let's go back to the palace first."

"please!"

(End of this chapter)