Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 108 New Nation, Green Pepper with a Cone

"Perhaps I should thank that greedy old pirate. Without him, these facilities might not be in such good condition."

In the underground level of the royal city, Oran examined the spoils of the previous battle, equipment purchased at great expense by the former king of Firefly Island and later used by Delhi to research the so-called elixir of immortality.

Over time, they inevitably became somewhat old, but they were not damaged and could still be used normally. Of course, Oran accepted them without hesitation, as they would also be useful for his own research.

"Sigh, these are the things that have completely ruined this country."

"No, Brand, you're mistaken. What destroyed this place wasn't the equipment, but the greed in people's hearts. I remember you said you used to be a member of the Kingdom's Army, right?"

As a former member of the Royal Army, and one with a certain rank, Brand was very familiar with the castle's structure. At this moment, he was leading Oran to inspect the changes that had taken place in the palace over the years.

"That's how it was back then... Sigh, never mind, let's not talk about it. I hope this country can have a better future."

"There will be, but Brand, I have a suggestion. Are you interested in going back to your old ways? Most of the pirates and gangs on the island have been dealt with, but quite a few are still left."

So many years have passed, and the island's order has almost completely collapsed; it's time to re-establish the rules.

Compared to the exploitative pirates, Derry is slightly better, but the island's order has also fallen apart. For easier management, the presence of a security force is necessary.

Having a local acquaintance manage these things is relatively more effective.

"I think I could be your lab assistant."

"Brand, people need to find their strengths. If you keep getting stuck on one thing, it might not be very effective."

After a moment of silence, Oran gave his answer in a somewhat tactful way: in some ways, Brand might be a genius because he had completely destroyed the existing scientific framework and was simply operating haphazardly according to his own understanding.

"It's a real shame, I've actually discovered that I quite enjoy research."

Brand shrugged helplessly, but did not refute Oran. He still had self-awareness, and under these circumstances, there was indeed no need for him to continue insisting on this matter.

Brand eventually returned to his old ways and recruited new people on the island. The Guardian mechs formed new patrol teams in pairs to wipe out the remaining pirates on the island.

As time passed, news of the changes on the island gradually reached everyone's ears. With the cooperation of the local residents, the pirates who had been hiding were exposed one by one, either killed directly or captured and executed.

By using the most direct method of eliminating pirates, Oran gained a small boost in reputation here, gradually solidifying his status as the ruler.

As time passed, the news was delivered to Morgans, just as Oran had anticipated.

"Hmm? Founding a nation? Interesting, but publishing it like this doesn't seem very meaningful. We need to improve it a bit."

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Morgans didn't spend much time writing a report that was certainly eye-catching. Apart from the correct name, the content was extremely outrageous, consisting entirely of random information such as "according to insiders" and "according to speculation from relevant personnel."

This wasn't even big news; it wasn't shocking enough for Morgan.

Generally speaking, Oran perfectly predicted Morgans' actions, but underestimated the extent of his rumors. Nevertheless, he still managed to get the message out through Morgans' mouth.

The Five Elders also received similar messages, but they didn't take them seriously. Regardless of what had happened before, Firefly Island was now a non-member state.

So whatever Oran does, as long as it's not something like researching the Poneglyphs, the Five Elders won't take it to heart.

Whether he establishes or destroys a nation, it will not affect the World Government.

In Satan's mind, this was nothing more than a minor skirmish.

"What's wrong? Weren't you somewhat interested in this scientist? How about giving him a membership in a member state and seeing how it goes?"

Nassou asked Satan casually, not taking the matter of seats to heart.

What outsiders consider an incredibly difficult position is, in the eyes of the Five Elders, a matter of a single word.

"He hasn't shown enough value yet. If he takes the initiative, maybe we can consider it and see. Perhaps he can add some fun to this boring sea."

Satan didn't take the matter to heart; instead, he waited with some interest for Oran's next move.

"Sidiel, what exactly do you want to do?"

Within the Navy Headquarters, due to the relatively deep connections, more people in the Navy are paying attention to this matter. For example, Tsuru doesn't quite understand Oran's actions. The power brought by a civilian vice admiral in the Navy is much greater than that of a king in a non-member state.

Zephyr also saw the report, but he didn't believe Morgans's nonsense. Instead, he looked at the location of the nearby naval branch.

"Orlan, have you started your operation yet?"

In Punk Hazard, Vegapunk also saw this report. Recalling what Oran had said before, he had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dwell on it too much and quickly threw himself back into his research.

Aside from Vegapunk, Caesar, Queen, and Judge, all former members of the MADS group, saw the news, but none of them were particularly affected.

When MADS disbanded and Oran chose to go solo, they knew that Oran would definitely find a way to realize his ambitions, after all, he was much more realistic than Vegapunk.

Most of the people who paid attention to this news were acquaintances of Oran, but there were exceptions.

On a vast, boundless expanse of solid ice in the Western Sea, a man kneels on the ice. Beneath that ice lies countless treasures, enough to rival the wealth of a nation.

"Open the door, Green Pepper! Open the door, Green Pepper!"

He kept banging his head against the icy continent below, but no matter how hard he tried, the ice surface didn't change at all.

"Damn it! Damn it! Garp, I hate you!! My conehead!"

After yet another attempt, he collapsed helplessly onto the ice, clutching his head and weeping bitterly.

He is a member of the Western Sea Flower Kingdom, the 12th generation leader of the Eight Treasures Navy, with a bounty of 542 million Berries. He is known as the Cone-Headed Green Pepper because of his unique cone-shaped head and the Eight Treasures Navy's secret Eight-Strike Fist.

However, not long ago, in a battle with Garp, Chinjao lost his prized cone-shaped head with a single punch from Garp.

"Chief! Chief! Look at this!"

At that moment, a member of the Babao Water Army ran over with a newspaper.

"Sidiel Oran, this guy's known as a genius doctor, maybe he can cure your head!"

(End of this chapter)