I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 292, Section 291: The Soul Ring!

"We've already been delayed for several days. On our way here, we passed through the Kingdom of Prodin."

Mercer continued, "Alright, I'll take you there. You'll have to figure out how to get back yourself."

Stussy nodded with a slight upturn of his lips:

"Well, that's fine."

“By the way, aren’t you going to talk to Vegapunk?” Mercer asked her.

Stussy shook his head. "I won't go looking for him. There'll be plenty of time later."

The gray fog spread out and engulfed her.

Moses went to the windowsill, opened it,
A flash of lightning disappeared in an instant.

Before long, an island not far away fell from the sky.

The Kingdom of Prodens.

port.

Mercer appeared in a deserted place, and Stussy emerged from the gray fog.

With his feet firmly on the ground, Stussy looked around at his surroundings and sighed:
"That was fast. The Rumble-Rumble Fruit truly lives up to its reputation as the strongest Logia-type fruit."

A vortex of gray mist appeared in front of Moses, and a stack of Belies appeared and was handed to Stussy.

Stussy looked at Moses with a puzzled expression:
"This is for me."

"Pocket money. You probably don't have much Bailey on you."

Upon hearing this, Stussy's eyes flickered slightly, and he strode over to Mercer, opening his arms to embrace Mercer's waist.

He pressed his head against Moses' chest and chuckled.

"Does this mean I'm being kept by a sugar daddy?"

Mercer laughed and said, "You could say that."

Stussy released Mercer, took Bailey from him, and stuffed him into her handbag, giving Mercer a reproachful look.

He took a step back and said with a grin:

"Then I'm leaving, Daddy."

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, then turned and walked towards the harbor.
Mercer shook his head, and his figure disintegrated into arcs of electricity and disappeared.

Stussy turned his head and saw that Mercer was gone; his lips twitched.

"Leaving now?"

The elementalized creature traversed the magnetic field and soon returned to the island ship.

In the cabin.

Sitting at the bar, drinking a Bloody Mary, Mercer listened as Runti recounted the interesting things that had happened to Makino recently.

Makino watched Runti with a smile, occasionally refilling Messe's glass.

……

Mariejoia.

Hall of Power.

It's still the familiar six-person group.

Sengoku stood aside with a dark face, while the Five Elders spewed filth.

Satan, the first striker, stared coldly at Sengoku:

"Wasn't Kizaru on guard duty at Punk Hazard? Can you explain to me why Vegapunk suddenly disappeared?"

Nasujiro added: "Why didn't the surveillance facilities there find anything? What are you navy doing?"
What use are you to me?

Sengoku, his face dark, refused to take the blame: "There's nothing wrong with the guards. There are also CP agents there."

The underlying implication is that even your trusted security personnel, who specialize in that kind of security work, couldn't find it, so you expect me to?
"Big Mom was killed by Thunder Emperor. Kizaru received your orders to secretly investigate the current situation in Whole Cake Island and find out if it has been occupied by Thunder Emperor."

It means that I won't take the blame, nor can I, and you can't pin it on me.

All five elders' faces darkened.

Seeing this, Sengoku remained expressionless, but secretly he felt a surge of satisfaction.

"Ahem, now is not the time to talk about that. The most important thing now is to find Vegapunk, even if we have to turn the ocean upside down."

Maz couldn't sit still any longer and quickly steered the conversation back on track.

"By the way, do you have Vegapunk's Vivre Card?"

After he said that, the room fell silent.

An awkward atmosphere spread through the room.

Satan said helplessly, "No, that guy is firmly under our control, there's no way he can get out."

So we've never made a life card for him, and since he's been very resistant to it, we've never made one for him.

"That's troublesome. Do you think he might have been waiting for this opportunity all along, and has already planned to escape?"

"You never know, maybe that's how it is."

"Seconded."

The five elders spoke quickly, one after another, and finished analyzing the matter.

Their faces turned ashen.

Vegapunk was extremely important; he was in charge of many top-secret research projects.

Now that the person is gone, the Five Elders are all terrified. If Lord Im finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Satan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Find them! Mobilize the CP, the Navy, and the Seven Warlords of the Sea to search. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find them."

A strange look flashed in Pitt's eyes: "Do you think anyone on the high seas could kidnap Vegapunk without anyone noticing?"

The moment the words were spoken, the entire room fell silent!

Satan looked at Sengoku and said quietly:
"What do you think? Warring States period."

Sengoku's eyes gleamed, and he already knew what was going on. "I don't know who did it, but it's highly likely that it was Lei Di who did it."

Because he possesses an unknown ability similar to disappearing and concealing his aura.

But why?

He didn't know Vegapunk was on Punk Hazard. Besides, wasn't he in Whole Cake Island? What was his motive?

This is a question that has puzzled the Warring States period, and it also puzzles the Five Elders at this moment.

At this point in the Warring States period, he looked at them and said:

"Also, before we're certain he did it, what reason do we have to approach him?"
Furthermore, even if he was the one who did it, do we have the capability to take him back from him?

A heavy hammer slammed into the foreheads of the five people present, making their heads buzz.

Yes, they were able to kill the old lady in such a short time. Didn't all those of us fail to capture her before?
We've entered a dead end.

Silence fell over the hall of power; that person was no longer someone they could kill.

The only positive thing is that Moses didn't publicly declare war on the World Government, which put their minds at ease.

Satan, his face dark, gritted his teeth and said:

"Send people out to search first, focusing on the Eternal Ark and the Revolutionary Army; it might be them after all."

I remember Dragon and Vegapunk were friends.

"That's right, that's exactly it. By the way, who should we send to search? Sending too many people might just get rid of Lei Di."

He had already cleaned it once before.

Vochuli then spoke:
"Let CP's Stusi go. Didn't she just attend the old ladies' tea party? Let her go. With her beauty, she should be able to seduce that lecherous guy."

The remaining five elders' eyes lit up. This was a good idea; with that woman's abilities, she should be able to pull it off.

Zhan Guo's lips twitched as he watched the five old men getting more and more excited as they talked.

They discussed it and then sent someone to inform Stusi.

Seeing that it wasn't his business, Sengoku spoke up:
"Since there's nothing more for me to do, I'll head back now."

Satan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, give your navy's more spirited marines more leave recently, let them go on a trip on the Eternal Ship."

Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find out everything up there.

The Warring States period ended with mixed feelings.

……

Castle Space. Laboratory. Mercer looked at Vegapunk, who resembled a short, old man standing about 1.6 meters tall, and then at his large head submerged in a culture medium in a 30-meter-long cylindrical container.

He chuckled as he looked at Vegapunk, whose head was wrapped in bandages and who was chatting enthusiastically with Kureha.

"You guys are very quick."

Vegapunk smiled contentedly:

"I never expected to encounter a user of the Op-Op Fruit here."

The problem of my head getting bigger and bigger, which had been bothering me for so long, was solved so easily.

Thanks, Thunder Emperor. "

Moses waved his hand and looked at Vegapunk with a smile:

"You're welcome. Just call me Mercer. By the way, what are your plans for the future? What research topics do you want to explore?"

Vegapunk laughed:

"There are so many areas I'd like to research. By the way, do you have sufficient funds?"

Kureha looked at him and said calmly:

"Mercer is a master at making money. The research funding here can support you and me, so you don't need to worry about funding."

"That's good, that's good. As long as there's enough funding, I'm fine with staying anywhere," Vegapunk said.

Moses' eyes flashed, and he asked:

"By the way, Doctor, do the Navy or the World Government have your Vivre Card?"

Vegapunk smirked:
"Of course not. Before I joined them, I told them not to make me that kind of thing. But why are you asking?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious, just asking. If you have it, you should die once and refresh the record on your life card."

"Refresh?" Vegapunk became curious: "Die once?"

Mercer explained simply: "It means taking your spirit out and then stopping your physical life activities for a period of time."

This simple operation breaks the mechanism of the Life Card.

"By the way, Doctor, you'll be staying in this castle for the time being."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the World Government's attention will now largely be on me, and on the Ark of Eternity.

Moses explained with a smile.

Little did anyone know that Vegapunk didn't care at all, and casually said:

"That's fine. Anyway, I've long been used to this kind of imprisonment."

I enjoy researching all sorts of things. Just provide me with what I need, and I'll give you all the research results.

Moses' lips curled into a smile; he was quite pleased with Vegapunk's tact.
"By the way, I have the ability to perform full-body plastic surgery. Would you like to give it a try?"
I can make you look so different that no one would recognize you, so you can go sightseeing in the city after work.

Do you want it? "

Vegapunk was stunned at first, then his eyes widened in disbelief:
"Really? If you can do that, then I'll owe you a huge favor."

Mercer chuckled, "Alright, let's get started then. By the way, what kind of look do you want?"

Vegapunk excitedly read out the size he wanted, and Moses smiled:

"I didn't realize you were a fan of good looks."

Under Kureha's curious gaze, Messer pressed his left hand on his head.

Spiritualization.

Then the spirit that controlled him began to take shape, constantly adjusting and transforming it.

Her entire body is in the golden ratio of 1.8 meters, with a slender figure and harmonious facial features.

He's not exactly handsome, but he has a pleasant appearance.

After body sculpting,
Mercer detached from his spirit form, revealing a completely new and robust physical body.

Not only is his body different, but he also looks younger.

If I go out in this completely new body, even the people I know best will not recognize me.

Well, even those familiar with his aura wouldn't dare to be sure if it was really him if they saw him now.

"Okay, it's done."

"Oh! Let me see."

Looking down at my own body, I felt as if my gaze had suddenly been raised considerably.

As Moses watched him casually conjure a floor-length ice mirror, Vegapunk couldn't wait to look. Hiss! He gasped, then grinned from ear to ear.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, your body is more coordinated than before. Thanks, Brother Mercer, from now on you're my good brother, Punk."

By the way, from now on you can just call me Punk. Since I'm in a new environment, I need a new name too.

Moses nodded with a smile:

"Okay, Punk."

Kureha glanced at him and then looked away. "Heh, vain man."

Moses looked at him and smiled:
"By the way, I have a piece of pure gold here. You can make a ring for yourself later. Since you like researching, I'll give you plenty of time."

Vegapunk's eyes widened again, still filled with disbelief. Mercer had already given him far too many shocks today.

"You actually have pure gold. Do you know how valuable that stuff is?"

You actually let me use it?

Kureha looked at him indifferently, as if he were a country bumpkin:

"We have the formula for synthesizing pure gold. As long as you want it, you can have as much as you want. Don't be surprised."

Vegapunk remained silent, stunned by Kureha's extravagance.

"Thank you then."

Since the other party had already gone this far, there was no need for him to be polite anymore. He could simply research more good things to send him in the future.

Mercer laughed and said, "When you get to your accommodation, just call Da Bao and he'll take you there."

You can also go to the bar on the ship outside when you have nothing to do.

Vegapunk smiled, feeling quite relieved.

"it is good."

Having said that, Moses had nothing more to say. "Then you two get back to work. If you need anything, just ask Doctor Doriel or go find Robin."

Mercer left the laboratory and went to the forging room next door. Through the transmission of electrical waves, Pepe came over after a while. Mercer fused with her and created a soul ring that the two of them shared. After it was completed, he put it on his index finger.

It senses the conceptual power contained within, which controls souls and lifespans, and gives life to inanimate objects.

This ability is extremely strange.

Extremely impressive.

Moses sensed this power: "I'll use this first, and then I'll hand it over to you after I'm done with it."

"Hah ah ah," Pepe laughed, "It doesn't matter, I feel very strong right now."

Mercer laughed and said, "Oh, that's fine then. I'll give the Soul Ring to Asia after I'm done using it, since she doesn't have a second ability yet."

"No, I don't care. You already said you were going to give it to me, so I want it. You can find her another suitable one later."

It's settled then.

Peipei said angrily in her mind, "You bad guy, you're bullying me again."

The gray fog spread, and Pepe appeared outside.

As soon as she came out, Pepe floated over, flew to Mercer's side, her eyes wide and her teeth grinding:

"You have to keep your word."

Mercer grabbed her face and laughed:

"Here you go, this is fine, right?"

Pepe chuckled, reached out and pressed her hands on Mercer's shoulders, wrapped her legs around Mercer's waist, and returned to her physical form.

He looked at Moses with a delighted expression, blinked, leaned down, and slightly parted his lips:
"Since you performed so well, I'll give you a reward."

Moses smiled.

She didn't refuse and began to enjoy the soft lips.

(End of this chapter)