An invisible energy field floated out, and all the soldiers near the base were controlled. Reinhardt walked over in a swagger. The base door was closed tightly. He directed the soldiers guarding the door to open the base door. After a while, he left

Entered the base.

He was alternately hypnotized along the way, and he came to a huge iron gate.

There was a roaring sound inside the door, which seemed to be the sound of some kind of machine.

The surface of the door is sealed by some kind of mechanical program, and there is a password on it.

After thinking about it, Reinhardt took out Nightmare and waved it gently at the iron door. Then countless smooth cracks appeared in the iron door. With a click, the iron door shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

It makes a crisp clicking sound.

The man who had been sitting and studying in the base turned his head and glanced at Reinhard, his expression was startled, but he didn't say anything and looked very calm.

Seeing Reinhard's straight-edged sword sheathed, he continued to lower his head to study, and said in a low voice: "Don't disturb my research work. Since you can sneak in secretly, then you can move freely by yourself. If you like it,

If you can afford to take those things with you, just take them away."

He seemed to recognize Reinhard's identity, so he didn't take any action.

Looking for the sound, Reinhard saw a tall, middle-aged man with eyes.

He looks much younger than expected. Although Vegapunk's current age has always been very mysterious, he must not be less than sixty years old. He became famous many years ago, so his age is naturally not too young.

However, as the most versatile and terrifying scientist in mankind, he takes good care of his body.

"Are you Vegapunk?" Reinhardt looked at him for a while and asked.

After hearing these words, the middle-aged man put down the equipment he was controlling, then pushed up his glasses and turned to look at Reinhardt: "Vegapunk...haha."

"I haven't used this name in a long time."

After hearing what this man said, Reinhardt Weiwei was stunned for a moment: "Then what is your name?"

"Does the name matter?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Whether it is called Vegapunk or Vegapunk, he is just a tool man, a lackey working for the World Government."

"Yes!" Seeing Vegapunk's cheerful temperament, Reinhard also laughed, then took out a bottle of blue wine from his arms and threw it to Vegapunk.

"But you scolded yourself hard enough. It seems that you have been imprisoned by the World Government for many years."

"Haha." Vegapunk took the bottle, took a sip, and said with a smile, "The world government has not restricted my freedom in life. At least in Mariejoia, I am free."

"The difference between a bird in a cage and a bird in the woods is that the latter is slightly larger. The bird is destined to fly in the sky."

After hearing this, Vegapunk was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Haha, that's right, but I can't create this cage."

Reinhardt laughed, "Although your boldness and freeness are beyond my expectations, I like it very much. Even if you have been imprisoned here for so long, you can still maintain a scientific research mentality."

"Hey, am I supposed to be depressed all day?"

"That is a waste of time, irresponsible to oneself, and irresponsible to science."

"Besides, I am different from those old-fashioned scientists. I am a genius and I hate rules and constraints."

"Yes, if scientists all had that kind of personality, the world would be too boring."

"You think so... Black Duke Reinhardt!"

Sure enough, he obviously knew Reinhardt.

Vegapunk took the bottle and took another swig of it. Then he showed an expression of enjoyment and said with some disdain: "Those Tianlong people are really bastards, knowing that one of my hobbies is...

I like wine, but never give me Blue? GOD."

Blue?GOD is the most expensive wine in the world today, and it is wildly sought after by nobles and wine lovers. Now the price of a bottle on the black market has reached nearly 5 million berries. The key is that there is a price but no market.

This is entirely due to Reinhardt's marketing method. Things are rare and valuable, the annual output is extremely limited, and the trademark is exclusive. He is now the Yonko, and no one except the World Government dares to imitate it.

, the world government does not have the energy to engage in these, so Blue?GOD is a more important link in his business alliance.

Moreover, his exclusive secret recipe comes from the geocentric spring of Porkarlia in the North Sea and the maple leaves from the Maple Leaf Country. These two raw materials are under his firm control.

Therefore, Reinhardt Brewing Factory has now become the largest winery in the world. It has three categories of low, medium and high-end wines. He has already made the taste of Hero White under the advice of the factory winemaker.

It has been changed to the taste that most people in this world often drink. As for the high-quality liquor in his previous life, it is usually only used for collection or internal drinking.

Of course, the entire Black Duke Pirates, except Reinhardt, are not used to drinking that kind of high-alcohol liquor.

Reinhardt looked at Vegapunk and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Blue? GOD was created by me. I have broken with the World Government. Naturally, the World Government cannot own Blue? GOD anymore. Even if it does, the Celestial Dragons themselves will not have enough to drink, let alone you."

Reinhardt walked towards Vegapunk and sat on the chair next to him.

"Oh yes, I even forgot that Blue? GOD itself was created by you."

Vegapunk took a few more sips of the wine. Soon, the bottle of Blue?GOD was empty. Reinhard shook his head helplessly. This guy was really an alcoholic.

He threw the bottle of Blue?GOD to him and said: "This is the last bottle."

Vegapunk took the wine, opened the bottle cap and drank. Soon after, he finally sighed with satisfaction: "Ever since I drank Blue? GOD ten years ago, I always feel like drinking wine provided by the World Government.

It tastes like raw plastic." (Those who like to drink liquor should know that a very popular liquor in recent years smells like raw plastic when you drink it. The marketing is great, but the product quality is a mess.)

Reinhard shook his head helplessly. He was such a speechless guy. A bottle of wine could actually make him sigh like this.

After drinking half of the drink, Vegapunk shook his head gently, as if he was feeling dizzy: "I only saw your name in newspapers and news before, but I didn't expect that you would come here in person. Tell me, come to me this time."

What's the big deal?"

Vegapunk didn't talk nonsense. It was obviously the first time the two met, but the conversation seemed like they had been old friends for many years.

At the same time, he also knew that it would be an unimaginable event for a guy of the Yonko level to go there in person, but she didn't know that the purpose of his initial visit was not for him, Vegapunk.

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