Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 70 Pink-haired girls are always seen as the future of the Navy

After setting aside the recruitment issue, the rest of the conversation went smoothly overall. One side wanted to sell, and the other wanted to buy, so they quickly reached an agreement on the price.

"If we provide all the materials, the price can be even lower, right?"

"Of course, it's good for us to handle all these troublesome steps, but there's one thing: some parts need to be processed at the place I specify."

Transport costs have always been a problem when trading on this vast ocean, especially on the Grand Line.

The unpredictable ocean currents and rampant pirates made the operation of merchant ships very dangerous, which is also related to the high prices of goods traded across islands.

In the underground world, Umit still controls the most transportation channels. Feld usually transports goods through Umit as well, which is slightly more expensive, but safer.

This is a fundamental issue. Even though Feld obtained special ships that could travel through the Calm Belt through Oran, he still didn't understand shipping well enough. It was through this that he had some cooperation with Umit.

If the navy transports it themselves, these problems will no longer be problems. Even if it is stolen along the way, it will have nothing to do with Oran.

In any case, even if the navy doesn't go through the Calm Belt, it can still detour around the Red Line.

Seastone ships are inexpensive to manufacture and simple to make, but they remain a secret until they are revealed to the world. Even Vegapunk hasn't considered this possibility yet.

Oran didn't remind Vegapunk or the Navy about this; they could figure it out on their own.

"Why the South China Sea? I heard that Feld has prepared quite a few research facilities for you in the Grand Line. Can't you produce anything there?"

"There is a difference between laboratory products and factory products. I have supervised the construction of a factory over there, and the workers there are more familiar with how to build this kind of thing. If you want, you can build a new one nearby."

The guidance fee should be around this amount.

Oran wrote down a new number on the paper. The word "worker" was just a perfunctory excuse. The most crucial thing was the bear. Existing equipment could hardly compare to the bear's Paw-Paw Fruit when it came to material synthesis.

As things stand, the upgraded prosthetic body material relies heavily on the Paw-Paw Fruit.

The Navy had no objection to this matter. The Kingdom of Sorbet was also a member state, and there was a Navy branch nearby, so there was no problem placing the factory there.

"We have no further disagreements about the lecture, but Dr. Sidier, we need you to conduct another live broadcast at Naval Headquarters, this time for all the wounded soldiers. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The Navy Headquarters also wanted to take this opportunity to show all naval personnel that there is no need to be afraid even if they become disabled due to combat.

The Navy will not abandon any soldier and will use new technologies to bring about changes, thereby boosting morale and strengthening soldier cohesion.

"Sure, consider this a bonus item. I have a sample set with me. If you have a suitable target, I can perform the prosthetic surgery at any time."

Fran, bring the things over here.

Frankenstein brought in a box much larger than herself from outside. When the box was opened, the various mechanical artifacts inside refreshed the Navy's understanding of the world.

"The most basic limbs, reinforced with dense bones, spinal reinforcement plugs, and brain-implanted rangefinders."

This is a special weapon module, including knives, swords, and guns.

In short, as long as someone isn't dead, I can make them stand up again; it just depends on how far you want to go.

More sophisticated equipment also exists, but those are no longer within the scope of the transaction, so Oran didn't mention them.

"By the way, Mitt, this is for you. You've given me quite a few kills over the years. Although it doesn't have any special weapon modules, it's more durable than your civilian version."

"Thank you, Dr. Oran. I will not let this arm down; I will make the most of it!"

"Don't be shy, the Navy Headquarters has already paid for it anyway."

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Crane suddenly didn't know what to say. They had reached a deal, and it wouldn't be a problem to say that money had been paid. Oran's things had indeed been given to the Navy. It was just that there was something strange about this.

"Thank you to all the soldiers for your outstanding contributions in the war to fight pirates and maintain world peace."

The Navy Headquarters has reached a cooperation agreement with Dr. Sidier Oran. The Navy will not abandon any soldier, and all wounded soldiers will receive the protection they deserve.

The situation with Iron Arm Mitt is not unrepeatable; may everyone have a brighter future.

At the Navy G3 branch, a video Den Den Mushi (snail phone) in the hospital is playing a live broadcast from Navy Headquarters.

On the hospital bed beside him, a wounded soldier with empty trouser legs stared in disbelief as he listened to Sengoku's speech.

For justice, we will never compromise.

"Lawrence, Lawrence! Stop daydreaming, the doctor is asking you a question."

"Oh, sorry, I was spacing out just now. Doctor, what did you say?"

Lawrence was an ordinary naval soldier who lost both legs in a battle a few days earlier. He could have saved his legs, but there were too many wounded soldiers and limited medical resources, so the doctors didn't have time to perform a thorough operation on him.

In order to save as many lives as possible as quickly as possible, the doctors chose to perform an amputation.

"It's nothing. How are you feeling? Did you hear the news from headquarters? Don't worry, you'll be able to stand up again. It's just a matter of time."

"To be honest, was I really only in a coma for a week? It feels like several years have passed. How come I've never heard of this kind of technology before?"

"To be precise, you were only in a coma for six days. Don't worry, it's all true. This technology has always existed; it's just that this doctor made it accessible to the public."

The medic couldn't very well tell Lawrence, "Don't underestimate the technology of headquarters. It's just that you're just an ordinary sergeant and not worth the headquarters' investment of so much effort. Instead of customizing a prosthetic body for you, it's better to let you retire."

Meanwhile, in the Fleet Admiral's office at Naval Headquarters, the same image appeared on the projection screen, but the topic was completely different.

"Zeffa, you are the youngest general in recent years. You've only been in this position for four years."

"Marshal Kong, there's no need to say anything more. I've made my decision. I'm no longer capable of holding this position. I can't do it."

"Zefa".

"I have no intention of leaving the Navy. Look at these young men, Air Marshal."

They were filled with fervor, eager to be heroes, but I could no longer be one of those so-called heroes. Actually, I realized a long time ago that the Navy wasn't just about heroes, but back then, I was too weary to think about it too much.

Now all I want to do is better protect my family.

But these young men are the future of the navy. Let me do my part to nurture them into new heroes.

In the year 1490 of the Sea Calendar, Admiral Zephyr of the Naval Headquarters resigned from his position and became the Chief Instructor of the Naval Headquarters.

(End of this chapter)