Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 283 The Devilish Little Girl (34)

In the basement of the science corps, Ron looked at Vegapunk with a confused look on his face.

The high-sounding "hosting dragon soul" has become a scientific achievement???

What about the Dilong Sword? !

“Legends are not necessarily false, but they are also not necessarily true… You have to use known methods to solve it, until you have exhausted all methods and still cannot find a solution, then you can believe in the legend to a small extent.”

"After all, if you eliminate all the impossible, the one that remains, no matter how incredible it is, is still a fact."

Vegapunk ignored the depressed look on Ron's face and continued explaining.

"For example, the Dilong Sword Thunder Cloud..."

"I don't know why the ancients broke it, but it does have the ability to make a dragon's roar. It's true... The master craftsman on the Blacksmith Island didn't seem to have discovered this and simply recast it as an ordinary weapon, allowing it to retain its sharpness but lose this inherent ability."

"This time, the thundercloud was broken, and I discovered the secret. After aligning the lines, it really produced an effect that I can't explain. But the good news is... through these lines, I found the secret of why the thundercloud will not be burned by lightning."

Vegapunk handed the small box to Ron and said, "Try it with your current... Oh, don't use the maximum current, it has a very limited upper limit."

Ron held the box blankly and released the electricity as he was told.

really!

As the electricity flowed in, the familiar dragon roar sounded again, and he could feel his lightning winding around a piece of metal inside the box, drawing lines similar to those on the Thundercloud Sword.

A familiar invisible barrier suddenly rose up, and the high temperature generated by the spread of electric current was blocked outside by the barrier, failing to harm the box in the slightest.

Ron increased the current slightly, and the barrier collapsed instantly, and the metal shell began to heat up and melt.

zizi...

He quickly stopped the release and held the metal box that was burned orange by the electric current. He exclaimed: "No doubt, this is the thundercloud!"

He had experienced that feeling countless times, and it was exactly the same every time he used thunderclouds!
"Then the things that can be verified in the legend are confirmed..."

Vegapunk reached out his hand tentatively and felt the high temperature coming from the box. He turned around and took a pair of special gloves and put them on before taking it and putting it aside.

"First, the Dilong Sword is indeed related to dragons, but it is different from the various legendary versions because its forger left these patterns on it intentionally or unintentionally."

"Secondly, the reason why the thunderclouds will not be burned by thunder lies in these lines. As long as the upper limit is not exceeded, the current will not generate a high temperature high enough to melt the sword."

"Third, the origin of the Thunder Gem is unknown, but it will absorb current that exceeds its upper limit into its body to prevent current overload, which complements the second point."

"With the above three points, it is only a matter of time to copy a weapon..."

"Sa, now tell me, Lieutenant General Ron, what kind of weapon do you want!"

Vegapunk sat on the test bench, crossed his legs, rested his left hand on his knee, and stretched his right hand outward, his eyes smiling and confident.

That overwhelming aura is called the aura of a top student! !
Ron looked in shock at the skinny middle-aged man in front of him, whose height, including his fluffy afro, only reached his chest even when he was sitting on a test bench more than one meter high.

In front of him, for a moment, Ron found himself for the first time how insignificant he was!

……

Walking out of the Science Corps building, Ron felt a little dizzy from the sun, but soon he laughed and clenched his fists.

"New weapon!!"

“I’m a little looking forward to it!”

He is not a pure swordsman, nor is he a physical master like Garp who only trusts his fists. To Ron, weapons = strength, and strength has no distinction between internal and external.

After the thundercloud broke, Ron even prepared himself for the irreversible result. In the future, he could only take the route of fists and feet like Aokiji and others. For him, it was all the same, just with different methods. However, having weapons and not having weapons are two extremes in terms of convenience, and it also provides an extra means of coping.

Vegapunk's timely help told him that it was only a matter of time before he could forge a new weapon...

What else is there to say!

He immediately told Vegapunk the weapon he wanted, and was then kicked out.

The secret of the thundercloud has been studied almost completely, but the secret of the mysterious pattern has just begun to be discovered. In addition, in order to forge a divine weapon that is not inferior to the Supreme Blade, the materials and forging process are also quite complicated... If it weren't for the Five Elders, Vegapunk would now be studying the bloodline factor in the Marijoa Ark, and he would not stay in the Navy Headquarters. "It will take three months to complete the manufacture of the new weapon. Scientific forging method? What the hell is that?!"

Standing in the sun, Ron suddenly found himself free.

But he only slacked off for about ten minutes, then raised his eyebrows and thought about what to do next.

……

Navy Headquarters, fortress 13th floor.

This is a very solemn and dignified floor in the fortress. Those lieutenant generals of the headquarters who are not base commanders and are listed in Marinford alone all have their offices here. It is the real heart of the fortress.

But don’t be fooled by the tight security here. On weekdays, this is the quietest place in the huge fortress, second only to the underground warehouse area!

At dinner time, it's even worse than the warehouse area. At least there are people guarding there 24 hours a day, but here, not even a ghost can be seen!
After all, if we count all the lieutenant generals in the headquarters...is there anyone who can sit down and handle official business with peace of mind?

To be honest, Ron always thought that the adjutant system for naval admirals came into being for this reason.

Not only is he three levels higher in rank, he also has some of the powers of the chief officer and can handle and arrange some important documents on behalf of the chief officer. With the adjutant around, the chief officer only needs to nod and shake his head, feeling relaxed and at ease, and no matter how he thinks about it, there must be something fishy going on.

Fortunately, the person he was looking for was one of the few reliable lieutenant generals in this department, and he must be in the office handling official business at this time.

When he reached the gate, the guard was about to salute when an angry female voice suddenly came from inside the gate.

"Fix Pirates? Great! Contact Major General Francis and stop them at Whiskey Peak!!"

"…Who cares if they are pirate hunters or not! If they have objections, just start a war! Does the navy have to consider the face of a group of bounty hyenas when catching pirates?!"

"Don't come back if you can't complete the mission. I don't have a subordinate as useless as you!!"

After saying that, the phone was hung up with a bang. Just by imagining it, one could clearly see the painful face of Den Den Mushi.

"General Candidate" Taotu, no matter how friendly she is in her daily life and how elegant and generous her appearance is, once she is angered, she will become a tomboy who can be called "Peach Master"!
In fact, all female officers who have a relationship with He seem to be like this. They don't show much violent tendencies under normal circumstances, but once they are made angry, even Sengoku will retreat away.

Oh, woman!

Ron signaled the guard to shut up with his eyes...then he turned around and walked towards Chatun's office.

Can't afford to offend!

But at this moment, a timid voice sounded.

"Mr. Ron, are you here to look for Sister Taotu?"

Click!

Ron's hands and feet were stiff, and he turned his head dryly. He clenched his fists as he looked at the little girl who had opened the door a little and had a playful smile on her lips.

"Haha, yes! Dora, why are you here?"

The little girl was Miss Golden Week, a former executive of Baroque Works. However, after being adopted by Crane, she got a new name, Dora.

Dora, a devilish little girl!

"I'm here to bring food to Sister Taotu. Granny Crane said that Sister hasn't eaten anything today!"

Dora had a smile of revenge on her face. She opened the door coquettishly, revealing a beautiful woman named Taotu, who was sitting behind the desk in the room. She was holding the hilt of the sword with her left wrist, supporting her chin with her right hand, and her face was still full of anger.

"Oh, it's Ron!"

"What? You want to pick a fight now? I'm free!"

After saying that, Taotu, who was about 1.8 meters tall, stood up and rubbed her wrist.

"I've been annoyed to death by pirates lately, it's a good time to move around!"

Ron: "..."

Dora, just wait for me!!
(End of this chapter)