"Dr. Vegapunk, in addition to the Pacifist program, I hope you can start it as soon as possible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info," said a phone bug with round-rimmed glasses and a braided beard on his chin.

"Marshal Sengoku, you know I don't approve of this plan. I was also strongly opposed to your pacifist plan when you put forward it. Vegapunk said to Sengoku with an angry face.

"But now the situation in the world is too dangerous, and the Navy needs this to uphold justice. Sengoku replied, hoping to convince Vegapunk with righteousness.

"And the way to uphold justice is to sacrifice a major general?" Vegapunk laughed angrily at Sengoku's words.

Vegapunk's sarcastic tone caused Sengoku to pause, but quickly continued, "I'm sure Major General Drake understands, and he's not necessarily going to die. ”

"Then why don't you explain the plan to Drake yourself? I don't know why I voluntarily agreed to join the Pacifist Project, but Drake doesn't even know the name of the plan!" Vegapunk was furious as if he had heard some joke.

Will Drake understand? Do you think he's a fool? Not long ago, he had been angry for a long time because he was going to start the pacifist program, but he didn't expect to sacrifice a rear admiral who had done his best for the navy.

Vegapunk regretted very much at this time why he had discovered such a thing as a life blueprint.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I'd still be doing my favorite research in my hometown.

"Dr. Vegapunk, I hope you understand the Navy's woes. As if he hadn't heard Vegapunk's curses, Sengoku said lightly.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand your struggle. Vegapunk, who was relieved, said to the phone bug.

"Please don't do that, Doctor! You know that the current sea pirates are rampant, and I don't know how many innocent people have died. Hearing that Vegapunk was ready to reject this plan, Sengoku was anxious and hurriedly persuaded him.

"That's why I agreed to the pacifist plan, Sengoku. Vegapunk's tone was cold at this time.

"Bear is a pirate!Doctor, I'm not sure he'll fully cooperate with your research. "Sengoku moved out of the reason that the bear was a pirate, hoping to convince Vegapunk.

"If the pacifist plan is halfway through the process, it will be in vain!" said Sengoku, without waiting for Vegapunk to answer.

"This..."Sengoku's reason silenced Vegapunk.

Sengoku's worries are also normal, as a navy, he definitely doesn't want to put his hopes on a pirate.

"Besides, with your skills, Major General Drake will definitely be fine, and there is no plan to completely wipe out consciousness like a modified bear. As if sensing the loosening of Vegapunk's heart, Sengoku continued.

Vegapunk had to admit that Sengoku had convinced him, and if he could, of course he wanted the world to be peaceful.

But the thought of the killing that the weapon he was about to make was going to cause made Vegapunk's heart twitched.

"I agreed. After saying this, Vegapunk sat weakly in his chair, as if this short sentence had consumed all his strength.

"But! I won't experiment directly on Drake's body until the bear doesn't regret it, I'll only study the bloodline factor of the dinosaur fruit. Sengoku, I hope you understand what I mean. Vegapunk, who was sitting in the chair, said weakly.

"Thank you, Doctor, for your cooperation, the Navy will meet all your needs for the future. After hearing that Vegapunk agreed to this plan, Sengoku also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if Dr. Vegapunk is not ready to modify Drake's body now, but studying the bloodline factor of the Dinosaur Fruit can also bring great help to the Navy, and if Dr. Vegapunk can successfully create this rare Devil Fruit, then the impact on the Navy will be huge!

However, Vegapunk's angry tone just now almost made him useless, but fortunately he finally agreed.

Vegapunk didn't continue to say anything, but hung up directly.

Hanging up a marshal directly is something that no one else dares to think of, but here in Vegapunk it seems insignificant.

As the one who was hung up, he didn't feel anything, and he was very tolerant of a genius like Dr. Vegapunk.

After a long silence in the lab, Vegapunk picked up another phone bug next to him.

"Call Major General Drake to my lab. Vegapunk said.

When Drake receives an order from the Communications Center to come to Dr. Vegapunk's lab, he finds that the normally energetic Doctor is now slumped limply in his chair.

"What's wrong, Doctor?!" Drake hurriedly asked, thinking that something was wrong with Vegapunk's body.

"It's just a little tired. Vegapunk said softly.

"Please, Doctor, be sure to take care of your body. Drake said solemnly.

"I will. Drake's words of concern made Vegapunk uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, Vegapunk pulled himself together and continued, "I called you here to want some of your blood. ”

"Yes, Doctor. Although he didn't know what Dr. Vegapunk wanted his own blood for, Drake still cooperated and stretched out his hand.

Vegapunk took out a needle and drew a tube of blood from Drake's hand before continuing, "Not only humanoids, but also your beast form and the blood of your human-animal form. ”

Naturally, Drake would not have any objections to Dr. Vegapunk's request.

After Drake left the lab, Vegapunk was silent as he looked at the three tubes of blood in his hand.

"Is this really in line with my purpose of becoming a scientist?" muttered Vegapunk in the empty lab.

"I hope Xiong doesn't regret it halfway, otherwise Drake's situation will be in danger. Shaking the blood in his hand, Vegapunk's expression was extremely serious.

"Then let's make a dragon to deal with the requirements of the navy. Vegapunk said with a look of ease that would have been unimaginable to other scientists.

Making a dragon would have been a fantasy for others, but it wasn't a problem in Vegapunk's hands, especially after he got Drake's blood.

However, Drake, who had already left at this time, naturally did not know that he was almost used as an experimental subject, and now he was extremely aware of his naval identity.

However, if he knew what he might face in the future, I am afraid that his sense of identification with the Navy would collapse like an avalanche.