I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 160 159. About the mission of the surgery fruit!
"It's not good to be bigger."

Mercer rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. While he was speaking, the warship began to climb the slope against the course by paddling its outer oars.

Garp looked at Messer speechlessly, then casually punched Messer on the head. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his body moved to the right without a sound. Garp looked at his missed fist, glared at Messer, and curled his lips:
"Hey, you wanna play with me?"

The figure suddenly disappeared, and Messer immediately stepped back. In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew on the deck of the ship, and the figures of the two kept flashing on the deck, and afterimages appeared and disappeared.

Suddenly,
Garp's fist stopped in the air in front of a person. The person in front of him had a dark face: "Garp, are you still a kid now? What? Do you want to beat me up too?"

At the left side of the deck, Messer hid behind this man and looked at the embarrassed Cap with a grin:
"Why don't you keep swinging your punching fist? I don't think this lady is capable of beating you, is she?"

Garp scratched his head, looking helplessly at the middle-aged woman in front of him like a young man:
"Xiao He, this is just a joke, why would I hit you?"

As he spoke, Cap laughed angrily and looked at Messer speechlessly: "What are you yelling about? This is Xiao He, call you Grandma He."

After Crane finished talking about Garp, he turned around and looked at Messer with interest, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"Little guy, you are the genius grandson that Garp talks about every day? Mercer, right?"

Mercer blinked, looked at the gentle-looking middle-aged woman in front of him, who was at least in her fifties and a little over two meters tall, and said with a smile:
"So, tell me, should I call you Grandma He or Sister He?"

Crane raised his eyebrows, looked at Messer and smiled gently, "How old are you?"

Messer blinked. "Seventeen."

"You must be kidding. I'm only fourteen. Although you're taller than me, your face is too young."

At this time, a beautiful girl about 1.6 meters tall with long strawberry blonde hair and emerald green eyes who was standing next to He rolled her eyes and spoke.

She wears a pink dress with a red speckled pattern and a pink hat with a seagull flower accessory on the left side and a black capital "M" on the front.

"Little guy, you are not being honest. Your grandfather Karp told me that you are only fourteen years old. How can you be seventeen, the same age as my little peacock?"

Crane looked at Messer with a smile on his face, looking him up and down, "And I just realized now that you're probably not even fourteen years old?"

Mercer looked at Garp and blinked. Garp blinked back with a helpless look on his face.
"Why did you suddenly grow older? Even after growing older, you didn't even bother to say your age was younger. You can't even fool people with your little brat face."

Mercer blinked, looked at He and said, "I was born with a tender face. In fact, I just turned fourteen. My grandfather didn't lie to you, Sister He."

He chuckled and shook her head. She didn't care about Messer's age, she was just curious about this grandson who popped out of Garp's mouth from time to time.

"Sister Crane? Whatever you say."

He shook his head helplessly, feeling inexplicably lowered by two generations.

The girl named Peacock rolled her eyes at this time: "You called my grandmother Sister He? You messed up the generations, kid."

Karp grinned at Messer and said angrily, "You bastard Messer, call me Grandma Crane."

Messier was too lazy to pay attention to them and lay down on the fence. After a while, he watched the warship that had reached the top of the mountain against the waterway, turned and rushed towards the North Sea Channel.

"Grandpa, can you tell me now? Why are you going to the North Sea? A mission? I'm afraid the mission that would require such a great figure like you to go on wouldn't be a simple one."

"Hey kid, since it's a mission, of course I can't tell you. Mr. Garp won't tell you."

The girl called Peacock glanced at Moses.

Glancing at her sideways, Messer pouted and said, "I call your grandma sister, and you call me boy? Little girl, I'm your uncle, okay?"

Peacock's face turned black with anger. Just as he was about to speak, Karp smiled and said:

"It's not a dangerous mission. It's just a devil fruit deal in the North Sea. It's called the Operation Fruit. Didn't you say you wanted to go to the North Sea for fun? I'm just taking advantage of Xiaohe's mission and asking you to come along and play."

"Mr. Garp, you can't talk about that mission casually." Peacock looked at Garp madly, not realizing that the mission was not something she could know.

"Ah? You can't tell me? Then I take it back. Ahahaha~"

Garp scratched his head and laughed out loud pretending to be stupid.

He stared at Garp speechlessly, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with saying it. She herself didn't really approve of the mission itself.

For example, the reason why Peacock knew about it was simply because he told her.

A thought flashed in Moses' eyes. After a moment, he recalled it and thought to himself: So it was this incident.

Seeing the thoughtful look in Mercer's eyes, Cap's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he smiled and said:
"Messer, it's fine if you keep this to yourself, but don't tell anyone about it."

"Oh, what if you fail this mission?"

Messer asked curiously.

Garp grinned and laughed, "Failure is failure. It won't have any impact on our navy anyway."

Peacock said helplessly, "Mr. Garp, the mission had better be successful, right? If it fails, how embarrassing would that be?"

Karp curled his lips:
"Go play somewhere else, little girl. Mission, mission, mission. I'm not deaf, so I don't want you to get involved. Xiao He hasn't said anything yet, so why are you so anxious?"

Crane looked at Garp helplessly, "You know, Peacock didn't mean that. You're not a child anymore, there's no need to be angry with Peacock."

Garp rolled his eyes and complained speechlessly:

"Xiao He, you can spoil her as much as you want. She's still young but she doesn't learn well and doesn't practice hard. She just wants to go out and play with you every day. Her strength is terrible, and she keeps talking when you say something to her.

Fortunately, she is not my granddaughter, otherwise I would have beaten her long ago."

Peacock's face flushed with anger. He pointed at Karp with trembling lips, blinked, and suddenly pointed at Messer and smiled:
"Hey, Mr. Karp, you always say bad things about me, but what about him? He still runs around with you everywhere, and he even needs you to take him to the North Sea."

Boom!

A muffled sound was heard, and the warship sailed out of the channel and crashed into the waters of the West Sea, splashing water more than ten meters high. After sailing out a hundred meters, a warship behind it also sailed into the North Sea.

Wait until the warship is stable.

Peacock stared blankly at the three people, including Messercap's grandmother and a panda, who had just appeared under the cabin. Then she looked at herself, drenched by the seawater that had just hit her. Water was dripping from her dress.

Seeing this, Karp burst out laughing: "Peacock girl, you understand now, why can't you avoid it when we can all avoid it?

It's because of strength, Messer is stronger than you, so I brought him out to play."

The peacock's face was dark. He wiped the water off his face, stared at the crane with resentment, and stamped his feet:

"Grandma, why didn't you call me just now?"

The corner of He's mouth curled up into a smile, "Ah~ I thought you found out, sorry, sorry. Come back to our warship with me, take a shower and change clothes."

As he spoke, He called Peacock to walk to the stern of the ship, and the two of them easily jumped onto the female soldier's warship at the back.

Watching them walk away, Messer looked at Cap with a strange look in his eyes. "If you have time to bring that Crane Sister with you, why don't you bring her little granddaughter?"

Garp curled his lips and said, "It's that little bitch who always criticizes me. But why don't you bring her along?"

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with you. I'm too lazy to bother with you."

Messer chuckled and shook his head, looking at him and said, "Come on, go back to your room. I brought you a gift this time."

"Gift?"

When Cap heard about the gift, his eyes suddenly lit up. The last time Messier gave him the "virtue to win people over" trick, he made a lot of prestige in front of his old friend. What good things did he bring him this time?

He reached out and patted Messer's shoulder, laughing: "Come on, I'll be looking forward to it."

Two men and a bear came into the room.

At Messer's signal, Xiong Bao took out the cryostat from his mouth and placed it on the table.

After taking out the syringe and filling it with the Angel No. 2 medicine from the cylindrical glass container, Messer looked at Cap and said:
"A potion that improves body functions. Let me inject it into you."

Karp stood beside Messer and watched Messer's operation curiously. When he heard Messer's words, the corner of his mouth twitched:

"Isn't it a drug that can make you look younger?"

"What are you thinking about? You haven't died of old age yet. It's not that."

Hearing this, Karp breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Will there be any side effects?"

Messer said speechlessly: "We have all been injected. Okay, stop talking and sit on the sofa. It will be a little painful after the injection, so bear with it."

Garp blinked, then plopped down on the couch.

Messer first disinfected Cap's neck with alcohol, pressed his left hand on his neck, and accurately inserted the needle of the syringe in his right hand into the internal carotid artery. He pushed the tail of the syringe and a tube of azure medicine was injected.

Remove the needle.

Pressing a cotton swab on the needle hole on his neck, Karp blinked. "It feels cool and quite comfortable. It doesn't hurt. Did you give me the wrong injection?"

Messer took his hand and let him press the cotton swab himself.

"immediately."

As expected, as soon as the words fell, Garp's forehead veins bulged, his teeth clenched, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently:
"Didn't you say it would hurt this much?"

Messer rolled his eyes and said, "Bear with it. You'll feel better after the pain is over." He put away the syringe, closed the cryogenic box, and gave it to Xiong Bao to keep.

ten minutes later.

Cap: "Are you ready?"

Twenty minutes later.

"Hiss~ Why aren't you healed yet?"

Half an hour, forty minutes, fifty minutes, one hour and five minutes passed. Finally, Cap collapsed on the sofa, his whole body flushed and covered in sweat.

"Huh~ It's finally over. It's been ages since I've felt this kind of extreme pain. No, it's probably never happened to me."

Garp gasped for breath, and soon, through breathing techniques, his body recovered. At this moment, Garp's eyes suddenly narrowed:
"What am I?"

Everything in sight suddenly slowed down, even the dust particles in the air brought by the sunlight became clearly visible, as if they were still in the air.

His rich life experience made him understand what was happening. He said in surprise:

"Messer, what exactly did you inject into Grandpa? I feel like my reflexes have almost doubled, and I feel relaxed all over, just like when I was around forty."

Messer smiled and said, "Give me your hand."

Karp slowly stretched out his right hand, and Messer held the back of his hand with his left hand, not caring about the sweat. He drew out the Hanlu from his lower back with his right hand. With a flash of sword, a wound about two centimeters long and one centimeter deep appeared on his knuckles.

Blood oozing out.

The next moment, Karp was surprised to find that although his wound was healing slowly, it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

ten minutes later,

The thin wound has healed.

"This kind of recovery ability is no less than that of the animal system. Mercer, what on earth is this?"

Garp was astonished beyond words.

"Angel No. 2 gene drug, after injection, has the following effects..."

Mercer briefly explained it to him. After listening to it, Garp felt warm inside, but on the outside his eyes were wide and his mouth was twitching:

"One bottle of this potion costs 500 million berries, which is more expensive than the price of a normal devil fruit.

Are you really willing to do that?"

Mercer smiled. "The sea is so dangerous. This is to protect you from getting killed somewhere if you're not careful. Grandpa, your reflexes have greatly improved. Your strength should have increased significantly as well, right?"

Garp's eyes felt hot, as if sand had entered his body. However, when he listened to Messer's words, he felt a sense of pain in his balls. After hearing the second half of the sentence, he touched his chin, his eyes lost in thought, and muttered:

"If Roger is still alive, I can fight him and Rayleigh together for a short time without losing. If I fight to the death, I can replace Roger and beat Rayleigh half to a pulp."

The corner of Mercer's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked at Garp speechlessly: "You really love Roger."

The corner of Karp's eye twitched violently. "Go away, go away. I'm going to take a shower. I'm so sticky and uncomfortable."

I stood up slowly and walked towards the bathroom. My nerve reflexes had greatly improved, and I needed to avoid the short-term aftereffects of not being able to control my body flexibly.

Looking at Cap walking like an old man with a severe lumbar disc herniation, Messer curled up the corner of his mouth with a wicked smile:
"Would you please walk slower? Don't hurt your back. I don't want to have to help you."

"Just shut up, or I'll beat you up if you keep doing that."

There was a sound of running water in the bathroom.

Mercer smiled, and went to the fence on the top floor with Xiong Bao. They lay on the fence and looked at the blue sea below, which was sparkling and very beautiful.

Looking at the vast ocean, my mood became better.

"Xiong Bao, give me a bottle of orange wine. I want to drink it."

Xiong Bao on the side said "Oh", put down the orange in his hand, took out a big box from his mouth and put it on the ground, opened it, took out a bottle of orange wine and threw it to Messier.

Pah! His palm opened, and the bottle landed steadily in his palm. Messer bit off the wooden cork, and his hand felt cold and icy. He blew a long breath of wine from the bottle mouth to his mouth. Pop! He pulled the bottle open and exhaled deeply.

"Heh~ Orange wine tastes better when it's chilled."

Moses drank orange wine happily while looking at the distant sea.

Or watching some marines practicing the Six Styles on the deck.

Messer's eyes were fixed on a young man who looked to be about twenty years old. He had black hair, good looks, and a resolute face. Judging from his clothes, he was a naval captain, which seemed familiar.

"What are you looking at?"

Bogart's voice rang out. When he reached Xiong Bao, he took out a bottle of orange wine from the box and walked over to Messer and handed it to him:

"Give me ice."

Mercer took it and said speechlessly: "Can't you make ice yourself?"

Bogart smiled and said, "Not as good as your ice."

Watching the chill quickly cool the orange wine, he reached out to take the wine Meser handed him, bit open the cork, and took a sip.
"Your wine tastes really good. Bring us some next time."

Mercer said helplessly: "Did you finish drinking so quickly before?"

"Tsk, who can drink that little bit of wine you have?"

Bogart looked at the lieutenant below him and said, "Vir, the one you recommended back then, he's a good guy with a good character and perseverance. After graduating from the Naval Academy, he's now assigned to our ship."

"Oh, I remember now. Where are the remaining thieves who were the leader on that island?"

"That little girl named Jiada is very smart. She's currently on Vice Admiral Crane's ship. As for the others, some are still studying, while others are on other admirals' ships."

Messer smiled and glanced at Will below.

"Identification"

Strength rating: C-
"This one below is really good. Its aura strength is almost as strong as that of a school officer, right?"

Bogart smiled and said, "I just graduated this year. Once I have enough military merit, I will naturally be promoted."

"Oh, by the way, where are you going to trade in the North Sea? Is it far?"

"Haiyan Island. We'll trade there in seven days. It's not far, only about three days' journey."

Bogart curled his lips and continued:
"A lucky navy member who accidentally obtained the Operation Fruit defected from the navy for money and sought the Don Quixote family, the current leader of the North Sea's underground forces, as an intermediary to negotiate a deal with the World Government."

Mercer asked curiously, "How much?"

"Five billion Baileys." Bogart looked at Messer and blinked. "Well, are you surprised?"

"It's okay. The surgery fruit is worth the price."

Messer said lightly.

Bogart smiled. "It seems you know the value of the Operation Fruit. What? Are you interested?"

Messer rolled his eyes. "What? You don't want the World Government to obtain the Operation Fruit?"

Bogart said with a subtle look:

"After the Operation Fruit awakens, it can perform a surgery that can make people immortal. Do you think those high-ranking officials in the navy would be willing to do it?"

Mercer smiled and said, "Your relationship with the government is quite complicated."

"Humph."

Bogart rolled his eyes.

"I'm a marine, not a lackey of the World Government. I just need to do my part in justice."

After taking a sip of orange wine, Mercer smiled and said:
"We'll see what happens then. If there's a chance, we'll intervene. If not, we'll just treat it as a joke. By the way, aren't the people from the World Government here?"

"I don't know. I think they probably didn't come. Since Vice Admiral Tsuru and your grandfather are here, they might think this mission will be foolproof."

"Ok."

After Moses finished speaking, he stopped asking questions and quietly looked at the scenery in the distance.

Bogart quietly accompanied Mercer and drank a few more bottles of delicious orange wine.

The sun sank into the sea, like a huge orange-red fireball lighting up the entire sea surface.

Incomparably magnificent!
The two watched this scene quietly until a crisp, delicate cry rang out from the deck below:
"Hey kid, I want to duel with you."

(End of this chapter)