Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

so similar.

The infectious disease that has appeared in the Kingdom of Aden at this moment is so similar to the virus that Quinn will release in the future!

Although the characteristics they exhibit are significantly different, such as the rate of infection, symptoms, and conditions of transmission, etc...

But ultimately, this unknown infectious disease is of the same kind as the Ice Ghost Virus, that much is certain!

why?

Luo Wen narrowed his eyes.

Before joining the Beasts Pirates, Queen was a member of the illegal research group MADS, where he was colleagues with Vinsmoke Judge, the commander of Germa 66 in the North Blue, and Vegapunk, the world's greatest scientist.

Could it be that one of these three people was behind this?

Rowan stroked his chin, his mind racing through several possibilities.

Currently, the most likely person involved is Vegapunk of the World Government, but Vinsmoke Judge, who is located in the North Blue and has deep ties to the North Blue, is also a possibility.

On the other hand, Kureha also offered her own reasoning:

"I think this is very likely a viral weapon."

Kureha thought for a moment, "Let's name it 'Crystal Ghost Virus' for now."

The guesses made after combining information with Rowan's were almost identical.

Just as Chopper answered in the future, Kureha also said seriously, "Since it is a man-made virus, its creator must have antibodies!"

Kureha didn't say the rest, but everyone understood.

Having antibodies means that Hiruluk and the two soldiers who went deep into the Kingdom of Aden—and even the entire Kingdom of Aden—may still be saved!

But... time is running out.

"The infection rate of the original patients was relatively slow, which is why it took more than a month to break out. However, after being scratched by the crystal, the infection rate will be extremely fast. Even if they remain still, it will break out completely within a few hours!"

"And after the outbreak, these crystals will completely destroy the patient's bodily functions and eventually lead to death in just three days."

Kureha frowned deeply. "So, if we want to save those quack doctors, we only have three days!"

Upon hearing this, Dalton nodded slightly. "So, we need to spend three days finding the antibody owner?"

If that's the case, then time is extremely tight.

But to everyone's surprise, Kureha shook her head.

"No, are you looking down on me, Dalton?"

She grinned, her eyes gleaming. "Give me two days, and the antibody—I'll make it!"

"But at the same time..."

Kureha turned her gaze to Rowan, "The 'guests' who have arrived these past two days are in trouble with Your Majesty."

Rowan nodded and looked up at the ceiling.

Indeed, something appeared within Rowan's territorial perception range.

"Just then, a group of guests arrived."

"However, it seems that the person I wanted to invite isn't inside."

Rowan lowered his head and smiled as he looked at the people in front of him.

That smile contained a dark and angry expression rarely seen in Rowan.

"Let's entertain them first, and then we'll 'invite' the rest of the group over, shall we?"

Purple Pen Literature

[Chapter 95 Good Friends]

"Waaah!"

The lookout blew the horn, signaling to everyone in the camp that the enemy was attacking.

The sound of the horn, three short notes followed by one long note, signifies that the enemy's identity is unknown and that they are clearly hostile.

Immediately, a sandstorm swept up onto the watchtower, and it was Crocodile himself.

He was too lazy to follow the main group, so he took out a pair of binoculars from his pocket and looked into the distance.

There, a group of patients infected with the Crystal Ghost Virus were heading straight for the Four Seas Alliance camp, and they seemed to have ill intentions.

However, Crocodile, having been in close contact with patients suffering from the Crystal Demon virus, noticed something amiss.

He lifted his black fur coat, transforming into a sandstorm, and flashed to Rowan's side.

At this moment, it was still pouring rain all around. To avoid getting his body wet, Crocodile could only use this method to move at high speed and avoid the raindrops.

He went into Rowan's room and lit a cigar for himself.

Something's not right.

Crocodile described seeing details of the scene.

“Those guys who rushed over are different from the ones you subdued. They don’t seem to have completely lost their minds, and many of them only have half of their bodies transformed into crystal ghosts.”

"The Crystal Ghost Virus on them hasn't fully erupted?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Wen readjusted the layout of the sand table in his mind.

The fact that the Crystal Ghost virus has not fully broken out means that the patients have not completely lost their sanity.

In this way, the hostile act of attack becomes a decision entirely driven by self-awareness.

This means that there is a group of people in the Kingdom of Aden who, for some unknown reason, chose to launch an attack on the Four Seas Alliance camp!

Kureha pondered, "Could it be the guy who spread the Crystal Ghost virus?"

The good-natured Dalton was clearly somewhat skeptical, asking, "Would anyone really use such a dangerous virus on their own side?"

"Hehehe, Minotaur, don't always look at this ocean through the eyes of Drum Island."

Crocodile chuckled darkly, "The ocean is too vast. Without a few scumbags, do you really think this world is so wonderful?"

"Mouthman..."

Dalton muttered to himself, clearly somewhat bothered by the nickname Crocodile had given him.

In fact, it's just a nickname. Crocodile's usual nicknames are usually "that bastard".

"In short, since I'm not a patient you're specifically looking for to protect, I can come whenever I want, right?"

Crocodile seemed very interested.

After all, he originally planned to go to Sky Island to explore its secrets, but he was dragged to the North Sea by Rowan.

Crocodile was already extremely unhappy after encountering such a mess as soon as he arrived in the North Sea.

He needed to find something to vent his frustrations.

And the word "enemy" is absolutely perfect.

However, before the fun begins, Crocodile needs to pay attention to something else, which Rowan is also curious about.

"Aren't you going to wait?"

Rowan asked, "It's raining outside right now."

Crocodile is not Rowan. Rowan developed the Sand-Sand Fruit's power with the aim of extreme precision.

This extreme development approach gives Rowan considerable combat power even in heavy rain, though manipulating the sand to pass through the gaps between raindrops can be mentally taxing.

Crocodile, however, is different. His fighting style is very wide and sweeping, which greatly limits his effectiveness in heavy rain.

This is why Crocodile chose to reside permanently in the desert country of Alabasta.

The desert is Crocodile's home ground, which is perfect for him to perform at his best.

Now, the Kingdom of Aden is shrouded in torrential rain, making it difficult for Crocodile to exert its full strength.

However, he himself did not care about this.

Crocodile chuckled softly and said slowly, "Hehehe, speaking of which, I should thank you."

"Oh?"

Luo Wen laughed and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I originally thought this alliance you created was useless, but one day I suddenly realized that it's actually quite interesting."

Crocodile thought for a moment, "We should be there soon, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly ran in from the outside world, where the rain was pouring down.

Upon closer inspection, everyone recognized Habu, who was stationed on the ship and responsible for observing the weather.

Hab nodded slightly to Crocodile and said, "Mr. Crocodile, the weather forecast you asked me to observe has come to fruition. The downpour will stop in about five minutes, and the next three days will be sunny."

"See!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Crocodile's face.

He reached out and used the drying power of the Sand-Sand Fruit to dry all of Habu's main clothes.

"Collaborative use of human resources is indeed a good approach."

For Crocodile, having such a highly accomplished meteorologist by his side was undoubtedly a great help in his combat.

Therefore, Crocodile often went to chat with Habu whenever he had free time.

Although this kind of "chatting" was a painful ordeal for the introverted Hab, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it, remembering his teacher's advice to make more friends.

Moreover, the Seven Warlords of the Sea from Qinghai seem to be a person of high status and power, and befriending him should make it easier to find a teacher.

Thus, two people with completely different goals and mindsets became "good friends" who seemed to others to be able to talk about anything.

Rowan seemed to have figured it out, but didn't say anything more.

After all, the little crocodile is a bit too gloomy, and it would be a good thing to make more friends.

Just then, the vanguard captain, [War Demon] Wipa, carrying his incendiary cannon, rushed into the house.

He brought the latest intelligence from the front lines.

“Those people are suspicious. They aren’t residents of the Kingdom of Aden, but rather…”