(Thanks to the book friend Hil Gulanciu for his 100 starting coins)

"Dr. Vegapunk, wait a minute."

As soon as the meeting ended, Caesar called out to Vegapunk, the situation was about to change, and he wanted to know if the superweapon he had been asking for was made.

Vegapunk's face was different, and he was silent for a while, nodding slowly.

"Come with me."

An hour later.

On a small island not far from the headquarters, a cluster of extremely high-tech buildings and a very large area of the base appeared. This is the testing ground for Vegapunk, and the scope is an island, or rather, a kingdom.

This is the domain of Dr. Begapunk.

"How's the mushroom growing?" Caesar asked.

When it comes to what the most powerful weapon on earth is, almost all people will have and only one answer.

-- Nuclear weapons.

A weapon that uses the enormous energy released instantaneously from the fission or fusion reaction of an atomic nucleus that can be carried out on a self-sustaining basis to produce an explosive effect and have a large-scale destructive effect.

What Caesar wants to ask is naturally this big killing weapon, and only it can bear Caesar's ambitions.

From the very beginning, Caesar had always had a vision of what it would be like if the strongest weapons of the other world appeared here.

The strongest weapon of earth technology, against a peerless powerhouse who can destroy a country by one person, such as Whitebeard, who can destroy the world, who will happen to what?

Of course, this is just an illusion, Caesar still knows that he is not engaged in scientific research, let alone harmonious play, it is general physics knowledge, although I remember (in fact, it is the benefit of greatly increasing mental power, if it was at Caesar's original level, he would have returned it to the physics teacher a long time ago, and even forgot how to calculate the gravitational acceleration),

But he didn't understand anything, he could only memorize by rote, and reading the formula was the same as reading a book from heaven.

The liberal arts dog really can't afford to hurt.

But then, Dr. Vegapunk's arrival gave him hope. With such a brain that is 500 years ahead of the world's technology, it is normal to invent anything.

Although the United States used more than 500,000 people at the peak of the Manhattan Project and spent four years in history, now it is only with Vegapunk that it wants to invent the mushroom.

Large covers, maybe, maybe, can be achieved.

Well, it should work. Caesar's faith was not very strong.

He had already set out the task, and with the little knowledge of physics he had left, what atoms and molecules, what uranium, he told Vegapunk in one go, and let him start tinkering.

And because of the bad taste in his heart, the plan to grow mushrooms was also named by Caesar - the Manhattan Project.

The aura of the copycat star exploded again.

"I'm sorry, I can't." Vegapunk said.

"Is it too hard? And no wonder. Caesar suddenly realized that even if Vegapunk has technology that is 500 years ahead of the world, mushrooms are not something that can be invented by one person.

The more technology develops, the more and more detailed it becomes. The deeper the professional knowledge required, even if Caesar recruited a lot of scientists and put a lot of energy, but in the end, the burden of the Manhattan Project still fell on Vegapunk alone, and even more than 70% of the work had to be completed by him alone.

The abilities of other people, compared to Dr. Vegapunk, are too far apart.

One only needs to look at the labor of hundreds of thousands of people in the United States and the hard work of a large number of the world's top scientists such as Albert Einstein and Oppenheimer to know the difficulties caused by the success of the Manhattan Project.

Vegapunk, after all, is just one person.

He is not God.

"No, if it's just a technical issue, I've solved it. As I envisioned, the Manhattan Project had already been a success a year ago. “

I was tired, Caesar was stunned, Vegapunk's rebellion surprised him again, a person can grow mushrooms and play. Is this really human?

Caesar can only sigh again, what are the 500 years of technology.

"Then why?"

It turned out that the Manhattan Project was overshadowed from the beginning.

First the first experiment to confirm the nuclear fission phenomenon was a mistake, then the uranium ore refining exploded, and when Vegapunk made all the drawings for making the weapon, a fire burned all his hard work......

All kinds of accidents, in short, everything that involves this plan, it seems that they are born with misfortune, all kinds of accidents, misfortunes, and difficulties are pouring in, either the data is wrong, or the experimenter has diarrhea, or the disaster during the experiment makes everything fall to the original point.

"All kinds of accidents, it's so strange. I thought someone was sabotaging, but then I realized that it was all just a coincidence. ”

"That's right, coincidence. Don't look at me like that, it's really a coincidence. It must be God's will. Don't let this murder weapon be invented. Vegapunk spoke firmly.

"So, I decided to give up."

I don't know why, the greater the scientist, the more superstitious he actually is.

Great as Newton, wise as Albert Einstein, and Copernicus famous for his heliocentrism, was in fact a loyal supporter of God, all of whom believed in legendary gods.

Even, most scientists have their own beliefs and believe in the existence of God.

Vegapunk apparently had this sign as well. From the earliest time he decided to follow Caesar, it was because he felt that Caesar was a messenger of God, an envoy who saved Balkimoa and changed the fate of his life.

As he studied more and more, he felt more and more that there is an omnipotent God in the world who creates everything and makes all rules.

How did humans come into being? Why do Devil Fruits exist? What's going on with the passage of time? More and more questions flooded his mind.

Only the great and omnipotent God could have performed such great miracles.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the more you know, the more you feel small.

"God doesn't allow this weapon to happen. I'm not going to be doing any research. "Vegapunk is categorical.

"......" Caesar was dark and serious, and he could never have imagined such a reason.

The atmosphere was suppressed for a while.

"Then the Manhattan Project, give up." It is definitely no coincidence that there have been so many accidents.

Not only is the research impossible to be smooth sailing, but I am afraid that there will still be countless accidents; Even if the Manhattan Project is successful, I am afraid that when it is to be used, many accidents will occur.

Caesar even suspected that the mushroom would explode on the spot as soon as it was created.

As Vegapunk said, it is indeed possible that this is the will of God, and Caesar even had a faint feeling about it. It's planetary consciousness playing tricks.

As the equivalent increases, the power of the mushroom will increase accordingly, and it does not allow such a terrifying thing to exist in its body. That's Pandora's box.

After all, the mushrooms of the United States and the Soviet Union can pears the earth several times. If Caesar also produced tens of thousands of mushrooms, especially Big Ivan, it would be fun......

"Doctor, I have one more idea."

There is not only one superweapon.