Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 780 Rob Lucci's Confusion

Holy Land, Marie Gioia.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ron."

Old Vic was still dressed as a butler in a tuxedo and white gloves, and he bowed slightly to Ron.

He glanced at Caesar, who was staggering along with lifeless eyes, as if he had lost something important, and asked after a moment's hesitation.

"Ron…you didn't do anything to him?"

Caesar's mental state is not very good. Besides the Five Elders, that adult may have questions to ask him later!

"What can I do to him?"

Hearing this, Ron smiled and smoked a cigar.

"I just told him a reality that he couldn't accept. That's what happens when a guy's faith collapses."

He fought desperately to become the number one scientist, but no one took him seriously.

This cruel reality was more difficult for Caesar to accept than death.

"Yeah?"

Vic hesitated for a moment, then stopped worrying and said with a smile: "But it doesn't matter. Since the pure gold is already in hand, this guy is really nothing to value."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Vick."

Ron said, "I am not at the top decision-making level yet, so I am too lazy to get involved... Tell me where Vegapunk is, I have something to talk to him about."

"Yes, the old man understands."

After a pause, Vic pointed in the direction of Pangu City: "The previous experimental base has been temporarily blocked. At present, Vegapunk should be there."

"Pangu City...?"

"Really? The utilization rate is extremely high!"

"If we leave it alone, the news can't be concealed for too long, so in order to create the illusion that the celestial dragons are still there, Pangu City must have music and dance every night."

Vic was silent on the subject and waved his hand.

"Then General Canglong, I will take my leave first!"

"Well, thank you!"

Ever since the Celestial Dragons "disappeared", the Holy Land... has gradually become bustling with people in a ridiculous trend.

Ordinary people don’t care where the Celestial Dragons have gone. They only know that without those “descendants of God” who they must kneel down when they meet them, their lives have become much better.

The only ones who had complaints about this were the slave traders living in the Holy Land.

The Celestial Dragons were the main force in purchasing slaves, and they were the only ones who could purchase slaves without scruples after the World Government established that the slave trade was illegal.

Now that they were gone, what would happen to the slaves that were piled up in their hands? The transportation fee alone would be very expensive to take them to other countries on the Grand Route.

As a result, being sold at a low price, abandoned, disposed of... starving to death, dying of disease, being buried alive, and having their bodies left in the wilderness became the common fate of slaves.

This business is no longer viable, and the slave traders are using all dirty means to get themselves out.

This group of legal criminals born under a deformed system has come to the end of their lives.

However, there are many slaves who do not want to die. Even dogs will jump over the wall when they are desperate, let alone humans?
The violent resistance triggered one riot after another.

However, this is not something that Ron, a sailor, needs to worry about. The Holy Land has its own commander-in-chief of the three armies, "Steel Bone" Kong, who is in charge.

Walking forward through the bustling streets of Mary Geoise, Ron arrived at Pangu City, which was heavily guarded and seemed to be prosperous.

"Stop, Pangu City is ahead, leave quickly!"

Two guards stopped Ron and scolded him expressionlessly, completely ignoring the epaulettes on his shoulders that symbolized his rank as a general.

It wouldn't be surprising if the Celestial Dragons still existed, but now...

"Get out!"

Suddenly, a light shout was heard nearby.

Ron looked in the direction of the voice and was a little surprised: "Rob Lucci, why are you here?"

"It was a task assigned to me by Chief Zero. He asked me to guard the gate of Pangu City. This is also one of our daily tasks as CP0."

Lucci, wearing a half-mask, came over, shouted back the guards, and bowed to Ron: "But since it's General Canglong who wants to go in, then it doesn't matter." "It seems... a lot of things have happened to you CP0!"

Ron sighed, smiling as he walked past him without saying anything more.

As a member guarding the only entrance and exit of Pangu City, does Rob Lucci know who lives inside? The answer is too obvious.

In response, Lu Qi remained silent.

It was not until Ron was about to disappear into the depths of the gate that Lu Qi turned around and stopped, and asked in an unprecedented confused tone.

"General Canglong, what will our future be like?"

The purpose of CP0's existence lies in the Celestial Dragons. Now that the Celestial Dragons are gone, who can they be loyal to?

The Five Elder Stars?
But with a more capable naval assassination force, why should the Five Elders treat them differently?
This problem not only troubles Rob Lucci, but also Bald Zero... As a veteran of three dynasties, the one who abandoned his identity as a navy and came to CP0 had no way back.

Now even the last shelter is in jeopardy. How should we proceed in the future?

"That kind of thing... is none of my business!"

Ron stopped and said without turning back.

"Life is not easy for everyone. Some people can't even find what to eat for the next meal. They are hungry and cold. If you have time to think about this problem, it means you are at least better than them."

"Me too, so I don't bother."

After a pause, Ron chuckled and turned his head to look at him sideways.

"But if it's you, I can reserve a place for you in the assassination team. If you don't know how to survive, then just become a sharp blade in my hand. At least I can assign you tasks so that you don't have time to think about random things."

"Of course, the premise is that the bastard bald guy is willing to let him go."

After that, Ron said no more and continued walking forward.

Lucci stood there in a daze for a moment, then clenched his fists, shaking all over.

"Thank you!"

Pangu City was bustling with people, but the strange thing was that there was no one to be seen outside. It was empty, like a ghost cave. Those disguised human voices were all played through the speakers.

Walking along the passage, Ron entered a door at the end, and in an instant, the noise outside disappeared.

There was only the sound of footsteps walking back and forth, and the low-frequency vibration of various experimental instruments.

Vegapunk was not far away, holding a folder in his hand and constantly recording something.

Feeling Ron's gaze, he turned around and widened his eyes in surprise.

"General Canglong, why are you here?"

After saying this, he suddenly woke up with a gloomy expression: "So, Caesar is back too?"

The Five Elders gave Ron the task of taking back the pure gold, and he knew it very well. Now that Ron appeared here, the meaning was self-evident.

"Don't be so pessimistic Vegapunk, Caesar is not the same kind of person as you. It's a good thing that you can recognize him before he causes a big mess!"

"No, he's already caused enough trouble, okay?!"

Vegapunk's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he shook his head: "I wonder what General Canglong is here for today?"

bother you for something.

Vegapunk knew this clearly.

In response, Ron did not hide anything and told everyone about the zombie giant he met on Thunder Island, complaining with dissatisfaction.

"I didn't expect you to lie to me, Vegapunk! You even said that the Parahuman and Natural types can't transfer fruits. I really misjudged you!"

Unexpectedly, Vegapunk looked puzzled and asked, "Why do you think that is my research result?"

Σ(Д;)
"Isn't it you?"

Is there anyone else who can do this except Vegapunk?
"Indeed, it wasn't me."

Vegapunk said solemnly: "I've been busy upgrading the Pacifist and using the Heart of the Ocean to make weapons recently. I don't have the time."

Then he smiled easily.

“But now that we have a finished product, we’ll be able to master it quickly!”

Your experimental results are good, but the next moment, they will be mine!
(End of this chapter)