One Piece: The Cryo Doctor on the Straw Hat Ship

"Where are the materials? Where are the blueprints?" Franky asked impatiently, his previous doubts about the Straw Hat crew's identities seemingly vanished in an instant, replaced by the fervent curiosity of a top shipwright about technical challenges.

"What exactly are those 'incomprehensible technologies' you mentioned? Are they new power systems? Or alloy formulas that have never been seen before?"

Seeing this, Bing Shan felt somewhat relieved.

He knew that once it came to the unknown realm of shipbuilding technology, especially with such a challenging and almost fantastical goal, Frankie's inherent drive to "break the mold" would be completely ignited.

"The material is a special alloy personally provided by Mr. V, which he calls 'the strongest alloy version 16.5'."

Iceberg explained, while taking out several sketches from his pocket that he had compiled, but whose core data came from V, “The strength, toughness, and energy conductivity are far superior to ordinary steel.”

"As for technology... they seem to have mastered a technology that perfectly integrates biological tissue with mechanical prosthetics, as well as... a weapon system integration scheme based on the application of 'Devil Fruit ability' rules."

"I think...you two might get along very well."

Chapter 174 Franky's Decision

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Franky!"

Inside the Going Merry's conversion room, V unusually summoned everyone from the Straw Hat crew except Laboon.

He looked the pervert in front of him up and down, who was only wearing underwear.

"Finally, I've met you here!" V said with great interest.

In the entire One Piece world, if we're talking about whose power system best matches his, then Franky is undoubtedly the one!

A peerless genius who, after suffering severe injuries all over his body, forged himself into a body of steel using only a pile of scrap metal.

This guy might be one of the few in the world who can keep up with his own pace in terms of cybernetic modification.

V seemed to be deep in thought, and the smile on his face grew even brighter.

Seeing this, Franky looked puzzled: "You've heard my story?"

"It's alright," V chuckled softly. "But your body is full of stories."

Franky glanced at V and thought to himself, "What a weirdo!"

He then said, "I heard from Iceberg that you've come here to modify the ship, so you want my help?"

“That’s right.” V nodded. “So…would you be willing to help us?”

“We’ll talk about that later.” Franky lifted his sunglasses. “I heard you guys took control of CP9?”

"Let me see!"

“CP9?” V turned to look at the makeshift dock behind him. “They should still be helping Iceberg set things up. If you want to find them, you can go inside and take a look!”

"Really?" Franky's eyes lit up with excitement, and he took a step toward the dock.

But the next second, he abruptly stopped, raised his modified, muscular arm, poked his firm chest hard with his thumb, and grinned smugly:

"Since you've managed to keep those CP9 guys in line, I, Franky, will definitely help you with this!"

"Don't worry!"

He raised his arms, striking his signature "strong" pose, and declared in a booming voice:

"I will absolutely transform your ship into something super awesome!"

"Okay, then it's up to you!"

Watching Franky jog towards the dock, V's face immediately revealed a meaningful smile.

The Straw Hat crew members turned their attention away from the dock entrance where Franky had disappeared, and then unanimously gathered around V.

"Is he the super-strong shipwright you mentioned, V?" Luffy was the first to burst out excitedly, his eyes widening.

Even before landing in Water Seven, V had mentioned to them that there was a very good boatman there.

If they could recruit him as a partner, they would never have to worry about the safety of their ship again.

“Yes, that’s right.” V smiled slightly, confirming Luffy’s guess. “Franky, another successor of Tom’s Works, Iceberg’s junior brother.”

"He is perhaps one of the few shipbuilders in the world who can fulfill our ideals."

"Oh? Well, I'm really looking forward to it." Zoro crossed his arms, raised one eyebrow, and looked quite interested.

A guy who receives such high praise from V is certainly someone they should take seriously.

Little Chopper tilted his head back and said cutely, "That sounds really amazing!"

Usopp stroked his chin thoughtfully: "I really look forward to seeing what the Going Merry will look like under their design."

……

……

Franky rushed into the makeshift dock and immediately saw the CP9 members working there.

Lu Qi stood in front of a complex metalworking machine, his fingers precisely manipulating the control panel to adjust the cutting parameters.

His movements were fluid and his expression focused, but his once sharp eyes now held only an empty sense of obedience.

“It really is Lucci, the shipwright under Iceberg…” Franky stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening behind his sunglasses.

Not far away, Kaku was unfolding a roll of design drawings, carefully checking the dimensions on it.

The presence of his brain-computer interface and prosthetic eye, combined with his experience as a shipwright, gives him a unique advantage in this regard.

Gabra, Weiqu, and Owl were carrying heavy alloy plates.

"Incredible!" Franky couldn't help but exclaim.

Seven years ago, Tom was executed by the World Government because of CP9's framing.

Over the years, he and Iceberg have lived in the shadow of CP9, carefully guarding the legacy left by their teacher—the blueprints for Hades.

Now, these very agents who once kept them up at night stand here without resistance, working like tools.

How are you feeling?

Just then, Iceberg's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Franky turned around and saw Iceberg walking out of the Merry's cabin, holding a pen and paper, with a faint smile on his face.

“To be honest…” Franky scratched his blue pompadour, “It feels a little cool, and a little… unreal.”

Iceberg laughed and agreed, "Yes, who would have thought?"

However, his mood suddenly changed. He stepped off the Going Merry, came to Franky's side, and his expression became serious and profound again.

Iceberg lowered his voice, his tone unusually solemn:

"That's why we should take the Straw Hat Pirates' request even more seriously."

"Otherwise, whether it's gratitude or life itself, I'm afraid..."

"Ah~" Franky grinned, patting his chest confidently, "Leave it to me!"

He already knew most of the details about the Going Merry's refit from Iceberg.

However, the problem of not being able to start a war was not a problem for Iceberg at all.

Even before he had completed his apprenticeship, he was already able to use abandoned ships and broken parts to create small, offensive vessels.

Although the design of the Merry was not mature enough, it was still far better than the wrecked ship.

Therefore, compared to the iceberg who prefers to follow the rules, he is full of confidence.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

"Didn't you say the Straw Hat Pirates brought a lot of special materials and technologies? Let me feast my eyes on them!!!"

For the next few days, Carrera fell into an inexplicable silence.

While other docks continued to operate as usual, receiving ship orders from all over the world, Dock No. 1, known as the best dock, remained closed, with a sign that read "under renovation."

Outsiders assumed that Mayor Bingshan was preparing some special project, but little did they know that behind those closed doors, a revolutionary shipbuilding effort was underway.

The targets of this revolution are no longer limited to ships alone...

In a secluded corner, a flamboyant man wearing only his underwear walked solemnly in front of V.

V looked at him, a knowing smile playing on her lips: "So, you've finally made your decision!?"

Franky nodded vigorously, his usual playfulness gone, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness and determination in his eyes:

"Yes! I've made up my mind... Let me... become a cybernetic engineer too!"

Chapter 175 No one understands my body better than me.

Inside the temporary construction shed, light filtered through the gaps in the ceiling, casting dappled shadows on the workbench piled high with blueprints and tools.

Franky stood before V, his modified body, clad only in a pair of swim trunks, gleaming metallically in the dim light. Gone was his usual flamboyant and playful demeanor; beneath his blue pompadour, his eyes held an unprecedented seriousness and resolve.

“I’ve thought it through.” Franky’s voice was rough and firm. “V, let me accept your cybernetic modifications.”

V didn't answer immediately, but simply pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses calmly scrutinizing the wildest boatman in Water Seven.

For the past few days, Franky has stayed almost constantly in the temporary dock.

He witnessed firsthand how the modified CP9 agents worked.

Their modified prosthetic eyes could instantly capture every minute stress distribution on the keel, the weak points in the joints of the plates, and the optimal angle for the sails to bear the load simply by scanning the hull.

Data flowed like a waterfall through his brain-computer interface. Almost the instant his gaze shifted away, a complete draft of the renovation, including a 3D model, material replacement plans, and structural optimization suggestions, was generated.

In addition, all kinds of mental information databases that could be freely accessed were also fully opened to Franky.

All of this stirred Franky's emotions.

As the heir to Tom's Works, Franky has an almost obsessive love and talent for shipbuilding.

He never adheres to tradition and always likes to try designs that seem absurd to others.

V's prosthetic technology seemed to have opened a completely new door for him.

“I’m glad you trust me.” V chuckled, then placed his hand on Franky’s shoulder, a peculiar smile playing on his lips. “In that case, let’s get started.”

"Um...you'll take responsibility for me, right?" Looking at the smile on V's face, even a pervert like Franky couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Before he could react, V had already taken him and disappeared into the temporary construction shed.