Pirate: I'm just slacking off, do you really think I'm a noob?

This force has not appeared for more than a week.

'By the way, let's go to the government.

The last time he came, he was in a hurry, and he left in a hurry too, so Raleigh didn't even have time to deal with the government officials of Chanialal Island.

Politics is about making more friends and reducing enemies.

The relationship between the Navy and the World Government is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Raleigh is not afraid of trouble, but he also doesn't want to get involved for no reason, so he came to Chanialal Island to meet with a government official, which is also a way to give him face.

Before Raleigh arrived at the gate of Chanialal Island City Hall, the mayor of the island was already waiting at the door to greet him.

When he saw Raleigh, he trotted to Raleigh.

We welcome Admiral Rowley to Chanial Island to guide our work.

Before Rowley could speak, a flattering voice came from the mouth of the skinny government official in front of him, who wore black-framed glasses, a suit, and had his hair parted in the middle.

"Don't be nervous Mayor Frank, I'm just here to check on you."

Rowley smiled and, under Frank's guidance, came all the way to his office.

After Raleigh sat down, Frank quickly sent his secretary away, personally took out a box of expensive cigars from the safe in his office, and handed it to Raleigh respectfully.

Raleigh took the cigar without hesitation and started smoking while sitting on the leather-wrapped sofa!

Chapter 126: Vegapunk! (Please subscribe)

2024-09-11 13:35:09 Author: Mu Chenxin

It is a real honor to have Lord Raleigh come to our government office.

Frank fawned on Raleigh with a fawning look on his face. Although he was an official of the World Government on Chanialal Island, he knew the powerful man sitting in front of him.

Frank had known long before that the person behind Raleigh was Admiral Borsalino, the North Sea naval commander and a lieutenant general.

Unexpectedly, it took half a year.

The young colonel who had just come from the East China Sea has grown into a fierce tiger.

He unified the mafia of Chanieral Island, defeated the Don Quixote family, the mafia that was in the limelight in the North Sea, and killed the legendary pirate Bondiwald not long ago.

Since Luo Li came to the East China Sea, his legends have continued to accumulate.

Now Raleigh no longer needs to rely on Borsalino to support him. He himself is a big shot that others dare not underestimate.

"Ahem, these are just trivial matters that are not worth mentioning."

From Raleigh's expression, it can be seen that he enjoys Frank's flattery.

But Mayor Frank has done a great job, and I still vaguely remember the last time we went to Chanial Island, it was sunset in the evening."

None of the civilians appeared outside; they all stayed at home obediently.

In the dark night, Chaniallar Island is a world of lawless mafia and pirates. After we cleaned up the island, Mayor Frank was able to make Chaniallar Island undergo a complete transformation within half a year. He really did a great job.'

After hearing Raleigh's praise, Frank couldn't help but dance with joy.

After a while, Frank stopped, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped his sweat and explained:

Lord Raleigh, I hope you don't mind, but I like to dance when I'm excited.

Then Frank clapped his hands, and there was a noise outside the office door."

A sexy female secretary in a professional suit and black stockings walked in and handed the folder in her hand to Frank respectfully. After Frank took the document, he opened the folder and then handed the document to Raleigh with both hands.

Lord Raleigh, this is the tax revenue of Chanial Island in the past six months.

Rowley casually took the document from Frank's hand and began to look through it.

As I watched, I nodded involuntarily.

After seeing Raleigh's expression, Frank said cautiously:

"Lord Raleigh, under your wise and brave command, Chanial Island has completely avoided the harm of the Mafia, and the current Salisbury family has done a lot of good things for the island."

They spend a lot of time and energy on maintaining law and order, and it is because of their efforts that our tax revenue on Chanialal Island is much higher than in previous years.”

After Frank finished speaking, Rowley happened to see the total tax statistics on the last page and couldn't help but say in surprise:

"It has tripled compared to the first half of the year. How did the Salisbury family do it?"

Raleigh was curious why the tax revenue on Chanieral Island suddenly increased so much.

Frank quickly explained:

Lord Raleigh, you don’t know that in the past, although our Chanial Island was a supply island on the route, the influx of various criminals made the lives of local residents increasingly difficult.”

"Local residents who have a hard time living will be absorbed into the mafia, pirates and various underground forces. They do not produce, do not provide taxes, and even destroy the production of other people."

Since you wiped out the other mafias, Chanial Island has been managed very reasonably by the Salisbury family. Pirates and underground forces can't get involved at all. Without their interference, the people are engaged in production spontaneously, and caravans are willing to come here to repair and replenish supplies."

Through Frank's words, Raleigh also understood the reason behind this. It was nothing more than that the Salisbury family, whom he had supported, implemented his ideas and transformed Chanial Island according to his will.

There is no fighting between the mafia and other miscellaneous forces, and the people can get rewards through their own labor.

The stable environment has made local residents and foreign businessmen willing to start investing and developing the market economy, which is why the tax revenue on Chanialal Island has suddenly increased three times more than before.

Rowley nodded in satisfaction, and then said nothing. Frank winked at the secretary, then leaned over and whispered in Rowley's ear:

Don't worry, Mr. Rowley, the taxes reported this year are no different from those reported last year.

I have arranged for my men to pack up the extra items, so you can take them away anytime, anywhere, Lord Raleigh."

Raleigh raised his head and glanced at the thin mayor in front of him.

It seems that people at all levels of the world government basically understand the ways of the world.

However, Raleigh did not ask for too much. Instead, he called Frank over and whispered in his ear:

I only want half of the money, I don't care how you distribute the rest."

But I have one thing to tell you, now that we have made the island better, I don’t want it to go back to the way it was before.”

Remember, no matter who it is, I will make him know what the rules are, even if he lets innocent people bleed and makes this island return to its original state! "

Rowley's words made Frank feel a little suffocated.

No one would doubt whether what Raleigh said was true, because those who gambled had already lost their lives.

Frank agreed in a panic:

"Lord Roroli, don't worry, I swear I will not let Chanial Island return to its original state."

Seeing that Frank was almost shocked, Raleigh felt a little bored and left.

On a small island not far from Chanialal Island, a group of scientists in protective suits are working intensively.

"Jage, come and take a look at this place. I think this is what we have been looking for."

A tall man in protective clothing shook the reagent in his hand.

The man called Jiazhi came over.

He wore a metal helmet, had thick blond hair, was tall, had a pointed black beard that pointed upward, and a small mustache on his protruding chin.

There is a "66" logo on both sides of the protective suit.

"Great, Chief, we are almost there."

Judge who came over was also very happy. He and this genius from the Grand Line hit it off at first sight. The two people's scientific research was complementary, so Vegapunk took the lead in establishing the MADS organization to study the so-called "taboo" knowledge.

MADS means madness. Since its creation, it has been implicitly absorbing the crazy and talented scientists in the world.

The members of the organization included the future king of the Germa Kingdom - Vinsmoke Kagami.

The big boss of the Beasts Pirates, "Plague" - Quinn, one of the Three Calamities.

Crazy Evil Scientist-Caesar Courant and more.

They ignored the ban of the world government and madly studied everything in the world.

Weapons, lives, devil fruits, and more.

This time, after a long period of speculation and demonstration, they believed that the human body contains an extremely special substance. Members of the MADS organization all agreed that if this substance could be deciphered, they could redesign the life of organisms.

It’s just that they don’t have enough animal experiments, so they often have to go out and capture them.

In a corner unknown to Vegapunk, Quinn was discussing with the young Caesar Couron about the next voyage.

Both of them are geniuses in the field of microbial research, and they believe that no one in the world can surpass them in the field of microbiology.

But they are not the only geniuses in the world. The team of Vegapunk and Vinsmoke Judge, who are a few years older than them, are about to discover the truth about the bloodline factor.

MADS is not a charity organization, nor is there any top tycoon behind it to sponsor it. Their funding comes from the sale of weapons from Vegapunk to obtain activity funds.

After Quinn and Caesar Courant's research hit a bottleneck, their research funding was cut in half, and most of the funds were transferred to Vegapunk.

In fact, funds are not important to Quinn and Caesar Courant, because after all, the entire organization was created by Vegapunk.

But what they care about is face. No genius would think that he is worse than others.

Seeing their companions making continuous breakthroughs in research, the two young geniuses could no longer bear it.

They are all confident geniuses with high IQs. How could they possibly watch their experimental progress being left far behind by others?

Not to mention Quinn and Caesar Couron, who have extremely twisted and evil personalities."

In fact, more than a month ago, Quinn and Caesar Courant had applied for a new type of ship that could cross the obstruction of the doldrums.

They had long forgotten the prohibition that Vegapunk had once said, and arrogantly extended their hands to the people of the North Sea.

Chanialal Island is the nearest island to them.

In fact, it was precisely because they came out of the Calm Belt that neither the Navy nor the Salisbury family knew where they were hiding.

After all, in everyone's cognition, the doldrums can only be crossed by swimming with a strong physique, and no one has ever heard of a ship sailing freely.

We have to hurry up, the leader has named that substance the bloodline factor."

They say that bloodline factors are the domain of God and are known as the blueprint of life. Although they have not yet been extracted, the leader said that they will definitely be completed within a week. "

There was a ball of anger on Quinn's fat face. He didn't want to be the shameful person.

So he brought together Caesar Courant, who was also in the field of microbiology, and embarked on a path of no return to conduct research using the human body.

'Uh-huh, we need more! More! ! ! '

'With enough people, we could soon break through current research.

The young Caesar Courant had an obsessed and morbid smile on his face. In his eyes, there was only the success of the experiment, not the value of life.

“Well, while the leader is still immersed in the experiment, let’s go and come back quickly.

Quinn and Caesar Courant packed up some things and quietly boarded the ship under the cover of night. Caesar Courant took the helm while Quinn went to add coal to the power unit.

The next morning.

Chanial Island, where the Salisbury family resides"

Raleigh woke up from the large, soft bed, and he looked out the window with his eyelids twitched.

The sky is blue and cloudless.

The sun had just risen and had not yet given off an uncomfortable high temperature.

"Lord Raleigh, you can get up and have breakfast."

A maid in a maid outfit outside the door rang the doorbell and asked the people inside.

"Oh, I see."

If it weren't for the need to investigate the people who had been looted, Raleigh would definitely not want to get up from such a comfortable big bed.

He slowly got up from the bed, and as the quilt fell, a body full of hormones was revealed in the room.

His naked upper body had several scars from fighting when he was young. The hard muscle lines and well-defined abdominal muscles were enough to make any woman who saw this body scream.

After putting on the clothes in the closet, Raleigh opened the door.

'You're up, Rowley.'

The person coming towards me was Gion who had just finished his morning exercise. He was wearing a tights and there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"You go to the restaurant first. I need to take a shower."

Raleigh nodded, then couldn't help but admire Gion's efforts.