Pirates: It's not a mythical beast, it's a phantom god

Not only did conversations like these give Jhin and Burfat a headache, the most important thing was that these two guys were clearly face to face, but they had to communicate in this way.

A complete child's quarrel!

If you two really don't want to talk to each other, can't you just stay away from each other?

Or carry a pen and paper with you and write down what you want to say...which sounds even more stupid.

Anyway, Kaido and Osi spent the first half month in this kind of awkwardness.

In the end, Burfat couldn't stand it anymore and ran to find La to solve the problem.

……

Burfat's Fishman Karate Class, break time——

"Hey~ Sister Osi, Sister Osi~"

"Last time you mentioned that Lin Daiyu drove the Sky Thunder and destroyed the Kingdom of Light in one blow. What happened to her later?"

"Yes, yes, the righteous Emperor Empera will definitely show up to protect those weak Ultramen, right?"

"Humph! How could a mere Ampera Starman possibly be a match for Lin Daiyu? To save the Kingdom of Light, we still have to rely on the invincible Shafulin."

"Huh? But didn't Shafulin die in the fight with Wuxidisi?"

The merman children surrounded Ossi, looked at her expectantly, and shouted at her to continue telling the story that she had not finished yesterday.

This red-haired sister has been coming here frequently since her elder brother Burfat went out for something a week ago and asked her to take over his class for a day.

She looks like she really enjoys being with children, even though she herself looks like a child.

"Hmm~ I want to know the sequel of the story..."

"Along, come here and massage my shoulders first."

Osi pointed at the most cheerful little fishman and continued:

"Continuing from the previous episode, that day, the Thunder blasted the Kingdom of Light with a single comet-like magical beam. Just as Lin Daiyu was about to reach out and take the Ultra Key, a figure suddenly appeared before her. It was the Earth Emperor Bai Wunan! He shouted, 'You bastard! Look at my magnetic field rotating...'"

"Miss Ossie, you are here."

Just as Ossie was talking excitedly, a voice came from a distance. It was a voice of someone she was not familiar with.

"Em, you're?"

"Huh? I'm Dante, Mr. Light's assistant."

Seeing Ossi's bewildered look, Dante continued to remind him:

"Last time, when you accidentally set fire to the island's spare ammunition depot and Miss La punished you by copying the fire and electrical safety regulations, I was right next to you..."

"Cough, cough!"

"Yes, it's you! I suddenly remembered!"

Under the suspicious gazes of the fishmen beside him, Osi quickly interrupted them and stopped them from continuing.

"Tell me, what do you want from me, Dan, Dan... Egg Tart?"

"It's Dent."

After a silent correction, Dante got down to business.

"Miss Oubey is looking for you. She said she needs your cooperation and assistance with some experiments."

"Eh~ Experiment? That sounds boring. I have something important to do right now..."

When Osi heard that it was Obei's experiment, he immediately lost interest and started to be perfunctory.

It's not that she hasn't cooperated during this period, but every time she either acted as a power bank or helped Ou Bei rub some strange metal ingots. In short, it was very boring.

"This time it's a weapons experiment with really cool special effects."

Dante recited the 'anti-Osi spell' that Obe taught him.

Snapped!

"Let's go!"

Osi did not hesitate, stepped out of the circle of children, and walked towards the laboratory building of Beast Heavy Industry.

"Eh?! Sister Ossi, your story isn't over yet!"

Aaron looked at Ossi who appeared several meters away in the blink of an eye, stretched out his hand and shouted.

"I'll continue when I get back."

"Why is this happening~"

"Haha! Sorry, I'll bring you some interesting 'toys' from over there later."

"Really!"

Ossi didn't answer, just shook his hand and left gracefully.

……

Ten minutes later, after taking a detour to kick away the sign that read "Little girls with divine attributes, ten stars, mythical beasts, and names containing the character [Osiris] are not allowed to enter" that was once again stuck at the entrance of the armory, Osiris came to the door of Laboratory 001 with his hands in his pockets.

"oi~Obei, I'm here."

"What exactly is that weapon with those awesome special effects you mentioned? Bring it out so I can inspect it."

"Ok?"

In the laboratory, Obei, who was discussing the progress of special liquid metal research and development with other weapons experts, heard someone knocking on the door outside. He waved his hand to indicate that the meeting should be adjourned, and then went to the door alone to bring Osi in.

……

"Wow~ I didn't expect your place has changed so much since I last came here half a year."

"It felt like it had suddenly transformed from a dirt workshop into a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base."

Looking at the gates in front of him, one after another, and the complicated verifications required to pass through each gate, Osi kept marveling at them like an alien bumpkin who had just arrived on Earth.

"It's just that the technology that was originally scattered among researchers has been roughly gathered together. This level of development is not surprising."

The technological development in this world is distorted. Obery knew this when he saw the Aurora Launcher and the Flintlock placed on a laboratory table from Sean.

The most cutting-edge technology is almost entirely in the hands of geniuses scattered across the ocean.

These geniuses who have been ahead of the world for several years, decades, or even five hundred years, use magical technology in their small laboratories to easily create creations that even Ober finds incredible.

However, any research requires funding. As the saying goes, even a penny can make a hero fall, let alone those instruments that cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of berries?

Even the most talented scientist can't make everything by rubbing it with his hands, right?

Isn't it true that a powerful company like Vegapunk is now forced to submit to MADS, the subordinate of the loan shark king Du Field, due to funding issues?

Now Baishou also has the wealth to support a professional scientific research team. Although the level of the recruited talents may be several levels lower than those of MADS, they exceed them in number.

After all, the government always gives the green light when allocating funds for this purpose.

And these people are more than enough to meet the needs of all beasts at this stage.

……

After passing through five thick security doors, Ober led Osi to a laboratory that looked quite spacious.

"This is a dedicated reinforced laboratory used for high-instability weapon experiments."

Ossi looked at the thick steel walls around him and the densely packed objects above his head that looked like sprinkler systems and nodded.

But then he shook his head.

"High-instability weapon...why did you bring me here?"

"Didn't we agree to come here to see the cool weapons with special effects?"

Looking at this huge venue where there was only a laboratory table in the center and the rest of the space was empty, Osi had a bad feeling.

"I lied to you."

click!

The last ridiculously thick security door was locked, and the only voices in the entire empty area were those of Obei and Osi.

"what?"

Osi subconsciously took a step back, only to find that his arm was being pulled by someone. It was Obei.

"You, what are you holding me for?"

Ossi shook his hands, trying to break free, but found that his wrists were clamped like hydraulic clamps.

"I want you to help me with my experiment."

Oubey dragged Ossi to the table in the center of the laboratory and talked incessantly:

"Ever since the failure of the last Skyfire Judgment research and development, I've been searching for materials capable of carrying our power. However, after searching extensively, I've discovered that none of the common metals, specialty metals, non-metals, or even the World Government-controlled metals available on the black market can meet the minimum requirements I've set."

"Do you know what this means?"

Oubey stared at Ossi with burning eyes.

"Um... Hara, Ouba, you can talk so much at once? That's really rare~"

"..."

"Anyway, currently, apart from the golden metal provided by Big Sister, other materials can't even make a shell with a slightly higher durability."

"Then, wouldn't it be fine if we just use all the materials Sister La gave us?"

Osi agreed while continuing to struggle, but Obei's strength was 'a little greater' than she imagined.

Now he is like a trainer being dragged along by a horse girl.

"Of course not. How could a qualified weapon be made of only one type of material? Even the most ordinary swords would have to be quenched in different parts, right?"

"The golden metal provided by Big Sister has extremely stable properties and structure. The best use for it is to make it into a hammer and use it to hit people. After all, it won't wear out or deform no matter how hard you hit it."

"But if it's used on weapons with a slightly more complex structure, it can only serve as a skeleton or firing pin. Otherwise, it's just a more sophisticated hammer."

"So now I need a softer, more versatile material."

After finishing a long speech in one breath, Obei finally dragged Osi to the front of the experimental table.

He reached out and lifted the dust cloth covering the table, and suddenly a light golden light shone on the faces of the two.

"This, this is?"

"This is the standard sample for the experiment I asked my elder sister to make."

Looking at the neatly arranged rows of golden hexahedrons on the table, each one the same size and with one centimeter edge length, Oubey said:

"I asked my eldest sister, and she said this metal is made by directly compressing divine power into a solid. But I tried it and found that it didn't work at all."

Ou Bei stretched out her hand, and the pure dark blue divine power was continuously compressed in her palm... The color of the energy became darker and darker as the density increased, but it was always in a state of superposition of reality and illusion, and there was no way to fix it.

"Perhaps my control over divine power is not strong enough, or perhaps my divine power is just like that. In any case, I can't create my 'gold'."

As she spoke, Obe looked at Osi. As she expected, after she demonstrated, Osi also began to try to compress his divine power.

A ball of crimson divine power the size of a basketball was continuously compressed in Osi's hand, and compressed again and again, until her arm began to tremble...

Finally, when the ball of divine power was compressed to the size of a ping-pong ball, its state was completely transformed from a superposition of reality and illusion into a solid substance similar to smoke.

"Tsk~ No more, this is already the limit!"

Just like holding a wrist wrestling ball that has been rotated to the limit, the trembling of his arms is getting worse and worse... Finally, at a certain point, Osi's tense body relaxes, and the energy ball that has been compressed to the size of a ping-pong ball instantly expands again!

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Osi threw the ball of energy that was expanding and exploding like fireworks far away.

……

"Sure enough, it's not because of the nature of the energy, but our current control over energy is still too weak."

Ignoring the stainless steel wall behind him with a hole several meters in diameter, Ober took out the booklet from his pocket and began to summarize the experiment just now.

At present, it seems unrealistic to make your own "divine metal" in a short period of time.

I can't even compress the energy into a solid state. Osi is better, but he can only compress it into a gaseous state, and it can't last long.

But this doesn't matter. According to La, when the divine power is compressed to a certain degree, like the density of metal, it can be fixed by itself and no longer needs to be maintained by the individual.

"Okay, since the first method doesn't work, let's try the second one now."

Looking at Ossi who was massaging his wrist, Oubey picked up a hexahedron marked with "一" on the table and said calmly: