Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 123 Hello, is this the Navy? I'm reporting you.

"Who? Who can cure Captain Roger?"

Crocus's words seemed to give Roger's crew new hope. After all, even Roger himself said that he had a terminal illness, and Roger would not joke about such things.

"The recipient of the Iberian Medal, now the king of a kingdom called Piltover, the genius physician Siddirel Oran."

He was a medical genius, and many patients regained their health because of him.

His achievements in medicine are unparalleled, even by the genius Vegapunk. If anyone on this ocean could cure this disease, it could only be him.

Crocus wiped his glasses and then gave Shanks and Buggy an answer.

This is also the effect of fame. As prosthetic technology gradually expands on the sea and many patients are treated on Firefly Island, Oran's reputation is also spreading.

Theory and practice are two different things. Professors who publish theoretical papers every day are rarely known to the outside world. Apart from people in the same field, most outsiders don't care about such things.

Once there are results, things change. Crocus was originally a doctor, so he knew a lot about Oran.

"You guys should know Garp, right?"

"Oh, that guy? Of course we know. He's been chasing us for years."

"A few years ago, he fought a battle with Green Pepper, the pillar of the Eight Treasures Navy of the Flower Country. It is said that he beat Green Pepper so badly that he almost had to retire. The doctors of the Flower Country were completely unable to treat Green Pepper's injuries."

Finally, it was Siddiel Oran who healed his wounds.

Among the many examples, green peppers are undoubtedly a typical one, so Crocus used them as an example.

"Mr. Crocus, where is Piltover?"

"The first half of the Grand Line, Firefly Island, isn't too far from here."

If Ohara is the holy land of archaeology, then Piltover now seems to be moving closer to becoming a holy land of medicine. The Drum Kingdom feels this most keenly, as many of their doctors have gone to Piltover for further training.

After a pause, Crocus continued:

"At most, I can control your condition and slow its progression, but there's nothing more I can do."

For the rest of your time, you'd better avoid high-intensity combat, don't drink excessively, and control your diet, otherwise your time will only be shorter.

"Huh?! No drinking?! How are we supposed to have a party then?"

"Is this the key point? It's that it takes less time!!"

As a doctor, Kurokas was very responsible towards the patients he treated, but Roger's way of thinking only made him angrier.

In the end, at the request of the Roger Pirates, Crocus accepted their invitation and boarded the Golden Jackson to help stabilize Roger's condition so that he wouldn't unexpectedly die on the way.

With a clear goal in mind, the Roger Pirates continued their voyage toward Firefly Island. Although Firefly Island was not far from Twin Capes, the Roger Pirates could not reach it by teleportation.

Meanwhile, as the Roger Pirates advanced, the Firefly Island security force began a new round of selection trials.

As the revival of Firefly Island began, the island's economy gradually rebuilt, and foreign ships would occasionally approach.

Because Oran held a prominent position in the underworld, Feld and Umit's ships would occasionally stop here for supplies or to conduct transactions, which indirectly brought in more transient population.

As the population increases, the responsibilities of the security forces also gradually increase. In order to enable them to deal with more situations, special task forces were established.

The 120 exoskeletons that were previously developed and produced were intended for them, but they were classified as mechs in the same way.

"Hey guys, look at this, tell me, do you want it?"

At this moment, Brand was wearing the same mech suit as Ginny, but the color was dyed silver-white, and the weapon was also changed to a melee gun according to Brand's preferences.

As one of the leaders of the guard force, a veteran of the former Kingdom Army and a fervent fan of Oran, Brand himself possesses some special equipment.

"think!!"

The security forces are all young and strong men on the island. The mechs seem to have awakened their dormant genes, and perhaps no one can refuse the right to pilot a mech.

"Very good, very energetic! Now, the opportunity has arrived."

Brand lifted the cloth covering him, revealing the exoskeleton underneath. It wasn't as tall as the Guardian's mech, and its size was similar to that of an ordinary person.

"There are 120 openings in total, and selection will be based on merit. By the way, if the Imperial Guard expands its recruitment in the future, priority will be given to those with mech piloting experience."

Brand painted a half-truth. In this context, being a royal guard was a highly prestigious position, not just in terms of pay, but also in terms of status in the eyes of ordinary people.

The reason I say "half" is because what Brand said is true. If the Royal Guard expands its recruitment, piloting experience is indeed very important. However, given Oran's current situation, it is likely that the Royal Guard will not recruit humans for a long time.

But this doesn't have a big impact. The rest is just an extra. Even if it's just an entry-level mecha, it's attractive enough for them.

"So now, does anyone want to sign up?"

shuh~

The people in the square all raised their arms in unison, and it seemed that no one wanted to miss this opportunity, which was also within Brand's expectations. The first step of physical fitness screening then began.

After initial screening of suitable personnel, these individuals will undergo professional training. After all, mechs are not sticks that you can just hold and swing; operating them requires a certain level of knowledge.

The final selection will take place after the training is completed.

The initial screening method is very simple - run.

Wearable lightweight mechs do not provide any physical enhancements; only those with good physical fitness can use them to their full potential.

Some time later, while those who passed the first round were still in the special training class, the Golden Jackson appeared on the outer side of Firefly Island.

"Everyone! We can see land! We're almost there!"

Jabba stood on the observation platform and shouted down. He was also a veteran of Roger's pirate crew. If Rayleigh was Roger's right arm, then Jabba was probably his left arm.

"The port is over there. Are we going to dock from there?"

"How could that be? We're pirates! How could we just openly land at the port? Let's find a safe place to dock the ship first."

Under normal circumstances, pirates would not openly dock their ships directly in the port; such situations are mostly seen in lawless areas or pirate territory.

In most cases, to avoid trouble, pirates will choose to hide their ships.

"No, it's possible. This is a non-member state, and there's no navy stationed nearby. Besides, I've heard that as long as you follow their rules, any ship can dock here."

As the person on the ship who knew the most about Firefly Island, Crocus offered his advice, and at that moment, their ship's Den Den Mushi suddenly rang.

"This is the Piltover Coast Guard. Pirates, state your identities and your purpose."

Firefly Island has improved, high-powered Den Den Mushi (snail telephones), which can contact Den Den Mushi in the nearby sea even without a number. There are many types of pirates in this sea, and some pirates come to the island to make purchases.

Therefore, as long as a reasonable response is given, Firefly Island will not prohibit outsiders from landing. Oran itself has a close relationship with the underworld, and the composition of people coming and going on this island has always been very complex.

The reason the coastal defense guns opened fire the time Green Pepper came was because those pirates had the word "robbery" written all over their faces.

After explaining their purpose, the Roger Pirates successfully docked at the pier.

"Hmm, where are we going to find a doctor to treat Captain Roger?"

"The King should be at the palace. Let's go check on him first. Everyone, be careful not to break the rules."

The Roger Pirates did have certain rules, such as not attacking civilians and having to pay for things.

In the end, most people stayed on the ship, some went to buy supplies, while Roger led Rayleigh, Shanks, and a few others towards the royal city.

Meanwhile, the message had already been relayed to Oran through Kate.

"Orlan, another group of people have come looking for your medical help. They're supposedly members of the Roger Pirates, a troublesome bunch. Are you going to treat them?"

"Roger? Gol D. Roger?"

"Yeah, that's the guy, the pirate with a bounty even higher than Charlotte Linlin's."

The current bounty poster for Roger still bears his real name, Gol D. Roger. It was only after he actually sailed for a week that the World Government changed it to Gol D. Roger to conceal the influence of the Will of D.

"That guy should be tough to deal with, especially if he really causes trouble on the island."

"Don't worry, he doesn't usually say things recklessly, but you're right, we should take some precautions in this situation."

Gol D. Roger, the man who ushered in the Great Pirate Era, Oran was somewhat curious about him, but that was all.

It's nothing now, but once he really becomes the Pirate King, the places he's been will more or less attract the attention of the World Government.

Oran naturally had his own way of dealing with this situation.

He walked into a new room where Ginny, the intelligence chief, was fiddling with a Den Den Mushi. She was the one who had just relayed the news of Roger's pirate crew's landing to Kate.

"Brother Oran? Is there something you need?"

"Give me the anti-eavesdropping white Den Den Mushi, I have something to do."

"Okay, just a moment."

Ginny pressed a switch on the table, and a rather large white snail, several of which were the size of a fax machine, rose from the lifting platform.

In addition to being knowledgeable about intelligence, Ginny is also very skilled at breeding Den Den Mushi (snail phone denies), which is the anti-eavesdropping Mushi group she has cultivated over the years.

Ginny then adjusted the connections between several Den Den Mushi, just like the operator, before handing the microphone to Oran.

"It's me. What's up? Why are you calling me at this hour?"

A short while later, Zephyr's voice came from the Den Den Mushi. Judging from the sounds around him, he seemed to be doing physical training.

"Yes, there is something I need to do."

A pirate came to my island, his name was Roger, I think, and his bounty was pretty high.

"Given this situation, shouldn't the Navy send someone to handle it for me?"

That's six thousand words for today.

(End of this chapter)