Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 193 You only realize how little money you have when you need it most. Let's make some money!

The institute's reception room.

Vegapunk sat on the sofa, his head, as large as a giant's, almost touching the ceiling, making movement quite inconvenient.

Lu Yun couldn't help but complain, "Doctor, it's only been two years, and your head has gotten even bigger!"

"I'm really troubled by this too!"

Vegapunk, with his tongue hanging out, was quite troubled by his large head, but he had already devised a plan.

"I was just about to cut it off."

"Oh, so it can be cut off?"

The girl with glasses stared wide-eyed.

"Of course, this research institute was built to store my brain, and I also plan to create a few clones so that research won't be so difficult in the future."

Vegapunk revealed his plan without reservation, looking at Loya with excitement and curiosity in his eyes.

"Black-haired Lieutenant General, I've heard Lu Yun mention your abilities. Could you demonstrate them to me?"

"Can."

Loya pulled out Rain Cutter and made a cut on his arm.

Soon, a transparent glow appeared at the wound, and the rolled-up flesh reversed time as seen with the naked eye, returning to its state before the injury.

He had Lu Yun tell Vegapunk about the time power hidden within the world; to gain Vegapunk's assistance, one had to show some sincerity.

He also wanted to find a way to use the world.

Furthermore, Vegapunk is trustworthy; this old man's exploration of the Void Century will eventually put him on the opposite side of the World Government.

"Truly, the power of time!"

Vegapunk stared at Loya's arm, his excitement beyond measure.

Time is the domain of "God"!

Countless scientists have tried to unravel the mysteries of time, and he was no exception, but he couldn't find a single clue.

According to his speculation, Loya's parents or ancestors may have been users of the Time-Time Fruit and passed on their abilities through bloodlines.

The probability of this is extremely low.

However, from a scientific perspective, anything is possible.

Vegapunk pulled out a whole bunch of strange and unusual instruments, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Loya, like a pirate who had spotted a treasure.

"Can we do it again?"

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"That's amazing! Let's do it again!"

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"Again!"

"Watch out, or I'll beat you up, Big Head!"

Loya's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Didn't it hurt when he bled himself?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Vegapunk quickly apologized.

Loya sighed and asked, "Is there a way to actively control this power?"

"We don't know yet, but to manipulate the power of time to affect the real world, even just for a brief pause of one second, would probably require unimaginable energy."

Vegapunk couldn't be sure; this was the first time he had witnessed the power of time, and he needed to study it carefully before drawing any conclusions.

"Black-haired Vice Admiral, you're here for the Devil Fruit, right?"

"That's right."

Loya nodded and explained his thoughts, but did not specify Thunder. He would be willing to accept other top-tier fruits if they were available.

Vegapunk pondered for a moment.

"I haven't conducted any experiments on transferring abilities yet, but it's theoretically possible; it just requires some research."

"Even the most unusual fruit can be reproduced if you are willing to spend the money and time."

"By the way, if you want a Zoan-type ability, I can help you with that right now. I can currently replicate Zoan-type Devil Fruits, and I also have a lot of information on Zoan-type abilities."

Vegapunk took out something resembling a tablet and handed it to Loa, which contained a large amount of data on Zoan-type Devil Fruits.

Loya looked at the tablet, and his expression changed.

According to Vegapunk, he can create replicas of the abilities recorded on the tablet, and he can choose whichever he wants.

There are at least a hundred species, densely packed together, covering almost all common animal categories, and even mythical beasts.

I've never fought such a rich battle before!

Is this the strongest genius?

Devil Fruits, which ordinary people would never see in their entire lives, are merely toys that Vegapunk could easily obtain.

"The Azure Dragon Fruit!"

Upon seeing the Azure Dragon Fruit, Loya couldn't help but ask, "What conditions are needed to create the Azure Dragon Fruit?"

"Twenty years, plus more than 100 billion peleys in R&D funding."

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Loya fell silent.

Never mind, let's just pretend he didn't ask.

Vegapunk mercilessly added, "Even a regular Zoan-type ability would take several months and at least 1 million Berries to replicate."

"Alright."

Loya felt a toothache.

No wonder Vegapunk has such advanced technology, yet the World Government has no intention of mass-producing Devil Fruits.

It's too time-consuming and expensive.

In comparison, producing obedient pacifists is clearly more cost-effective, and their combat effectiveness is also guaranteed.

There was another thing that bothered him.

Awaken!

If a replica cannot be awakened, its potential will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. So, whether or not to eat the Azure Dragon Fruit of Punk Hazard is a matter of careful consideration.

A replica is never as good as the original, and there are no other known flaws. You only have one chance to reap the rewards in life, so you must consider this carefully.

Loya frowned and asked in a low voice, "So, how long will the experiment to transfer abilities take?"

"Wait a mininute."

Vegapunk scribbled on a piece of paper and quickly came to a conclusion: "It will take about a year, plus 30 billion Berries in research and development funding. I'm sorry, I have many experimental projects on hand and cannot devote all my energy to this."

"I understand."

Loya understood.

Vegapunk couldn't possibly conduct experiments specifically for him; the fact that he could help him in his spare time was already more than enough.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was rather special and piqued Vegapunk's interest, he probably wouldn't have wasted his time paying attention to him.

Also, he understands that scientific research is expensive, but isn't 30 billion peles too much? Where is he going to get so much money?

Make money! Make money! Make money!

Since joining the Navy, Loya had never worried about money; this was the first time he had ever considered making some.

You only realize how little money you have when you need it!

Loya's mind raced as he looked at Vegapunk's large head. Logically speaking, if Vegapunk were to pursue business, his intellect should be top-notch.

"Dr. Vegapunk, you just said you wanted to cut off his head to create a clone, right?"

"Yes, my brain is severely affecting my daily activities."

Vegapunk did not deny it.

He plans to undergo separation surgery soon, and his clones have been fully developed and are ready for use at any time.

Loya suggested, "Dr. Vegapunk, scientific research requires massive funding. Have you considered creating a clone specifically for making money?"

"make money?"

Vegapunk was taken aback.

He hadn't really thought that the research institute's funding also came from the World Government. Although it was still far from enough, he didn't need to worry about it himself.

Makes sense.

If he had sufficient funds, many of his personal ideas could be realized; otherwise, he would be too constrained by the world government.

"One more thing, Dr. Vegapunk."

Loya narrowed his eyes: "I wonder if your clone has any independent thought?"

"Of course! My clone will be composed of different elements from myself, with different personalities and roles. This will make it easier to spark innovative ideas in scientific research!"

Vegapunk had planned this all along.

Loya said meaningfully, "Since you have independent thought, have you considered the possibility of your clone betraying you?"

"After all, scientific research is a dangerous thing. In case you come across something you shouldn't know, it's necessary to take precautions beforehand, right?"

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Vegapunk stared at Loya.

This dark-haired lieutenant general seemed to know a lot.

"Thank you, I will seriously consider your suggestion, Lieutenant General Black Hair."

(End of this chapter)