Chapter 87 Guessing the Future
Vic thought about it and gestured to Gion, wanting her to come and see if fate would choose her.
The Gion Konpila has been sheathed, Rebecca has let down her guard, and Wendy is looking at the stone box on the table with curiosity.
Gion glanced at Vic's messy hairstyle and did not take it directly. Instead, he covered his whole body with armed color domineering and then picked up the scepter.
The moment she picked it up, lightning suddenly appeared in the void and hit Gion directly. She quickly put the staff back into the box.
There is no need to look at her anymore. She does not represent fate.
Vic laughed beside him. The results were similar and he was very satisfied.
Vic didn't let Rebecca and Wendy try. The two of them didn't have the Armament Haki yet, and they would get hurt if they couldn't resist. They didn't seem like people with destiny.
"Look, there's no way we can succeed. What should we do?" Vic said helplessly as he looked at the fat richest man and spread his hands.
"Staff of God, you should take it away. You can handle it yourself. You are the navy, so you can always find a way.
I can't keep it any longer, I feel it will definitely bring me destruction, please take it away!" The fat rich man said to Vic sincerely.
Vic actually had the same idea, but he didn't want to force it. Now he let go on his own initiative, which was the best outcome.
Vic always felt that this thing was destined to be with him. Although he was struck twice by it, he still couldn't explain the feeling.
Moreover, he felt that the power of the magic wand was definitely more than this, but he would need to figure out how to fully control it in the future.
"Okay, I'll make the decision. We'll take this thing away. Since you also regard the staff as a prize, I'll accept it without hesitation. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with you."
Vic replied directly to the fat rich man, and the fat rich man felt relieved and let go of his obsession of many years.
Vic used Life Return to restore himself to his original appearance, picked up the stone box and inserted it into his clothes.
He was ready to keep it for himself. This was a mysterious item that did not appear in the original novel and was related to thunder. He wanted to know the secret inside.
Vic stood up and looked at the reception room, feeling a little sad. It was really badly damaged.
"This room can be renovated so it won't be struck by lightning again. Ha! Let's go."
Vic said to the fat richest man, then asked the three women to go out. The matter was over and there was no need to stay any longer. Perhaps the warships had run out of supplies.
The fat richest man didn't move, he was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, and Vic didn't pay any attention to him.
Vic felt that this trip was not in vain. He had a big meal and got a treasure, so it was worthwhile.
Gion followed behind with a pout, very dissatisfied with Vic for embezzling the things.
But as I said before, this magic staff is a prize, and Vic is the ultimate winner.
Therefore, it is understandable that this thing became Vic's personal property, as long as it does not harm the interests of the navy.
By the time Vic arrived in town, Barnett and his crew had almost sold out their goods, so Vic told him not to bother and just deliver them directly to the richest man's villa.
Barnett said there was a strange beast in the villa, didn't Vic say he had just come back from there, the beast tried to bite him, but he killed it, so now he can go there with confidence.
Then Barnett took a few people and took all the remaining goods to the villa.
It didn't take long before they came back feeling relaxed, apparently having dealt with all their things.
"Barnett, we are going back to the warship first. I am afraid that some ignorant people will destroy our ship. You guys can continue shopping and don't worry about us!"
Vic greeted Barnett and left with the three women who were trying to hold back their laughter.
Barnett curled his lips as he looked at the backs of the few people. What a nice thing to say. Look at the boat. You must be tired of playing and want to go back and rest, right? It's a high-sounding reason.
However, seeing how free and casual Vic was, he felt that his chances of getting on his boat were greater, as he was a man who didn't like to meddle in other people's business.
On the way back to the warship, Gion asked Vic, "Vic, what are you going to do with the magic staff?"
"Of course I'm keeping it for myself. I feel that this staff and I have a special connection. It must be useful to me.
Don't think too much about it. Keep this matter confidential for me and don't report it, otherwise the fat boss' life may be in danger.
He trusts us so much, you don't want that fat boss to get arrested, do you?" Vic provoked Qi Yuan.
"Of course not. Am I that kind of person? I will keep it a secret for you. I will forget about this matter today, hum!"
As expected, Gion promised immediately.
Gion is just a girl in her twenties now, not yet the candidate for general in the future. She doesn't want to leave a bad impression in front of Vic.
"Well, that's good, Rebecca, Wendy, I got this magic wand by accident, and it has nothing to do with this island. Remember, don't bring disaster to the island!" Vic warned Rebecca and Wendy again.
"Okay, got it!" the two girls said in unison.
The few of them did not talk about the magic staff anymore and just returned to the warship. After returning to the warship, they found that everything was normal and nothing had happened.
Vic no longer felt anything unusual; the feeling he had when he came here had disappeared.
It was an hour later when Barnett and his team returned from purchasing supplies.
Everyone carried bags of various sizes. After buying the things, the warship set sail directly and headed towards Ping An Island at full speed.
A day later, Vic and Gion fought again.
Two hours later, the battle ended, and Gion was still defeated by Vic!
Vic's physical strength was too durable, his speed was too fast, and his whole body was covered with Armament Haki, which was black and hard. Gion couldn't resist it at all.
Gion leaned against the edge of the boat, breathing slightly, his face flushed, and he looked at Vic's back with his teeth clenched.
Vic still maintained his domineering state. He did not sit cross-legged immediately, but stayed beside Gion. He looked at the place where the sea and the sky met in the distance, and was a little distracted.
"Major General Gion, if one day the World Government plans to withdraw the Navy as an institution, what will you do?"
Vic said to Gion while looking at the blood-red sunset in the sky.
Vic's voice was low, as if he was stating a fact.
"How can you have such a strange idea? This is impossible.
The World Government needs the Navy to maintain order on the sea, so it is impossible to withdraw. I will still be in the Navy!"
Gion was somewhat puzzled by Vic's question. This question was too strange and no one would probably think about it.
"You also said that they need the navy to maintain order on the sea.
What if they have a replacement? Have you ever thought about it? Like ancient weapons, Pluto and Uranus!"
Vic continued, his voice vague, as if reaching into the past and the future.
"Substitute? Ancient weapons? That's impossible. There are too few ancient weapons to sustain the entire ocean." Gion said uncertainly.
“What if they have more advanced science and technology and can replicate these ancient weapons?
Or if we can develop weapons that are as powerful as ancient weapons and can be mass-produced, do you think the navy is still necessary?"
Vic continued to ask, his voice still low, making people unconsciously fall into that kind of scene in the future.
"Then, then...then where should I go? What is the point of my efforts? Does justice no longer need me? Maybe I will become a dancing geisha?"
Gion has fallen into fantasy. The navy no longer exists, and justice has other executors. She can let go of her obsession and do what she loves.
"No, it's not that justice doesn't need you, it's that they don't need you.
They do not necessarily represent justice, perhaps they represent dictatorship, who can say for sure.
If that day really comes, I hope you can get on my ship and we can carry out the justice in our hearts!" Vic turned his head and looked at Gion seriously.
"We? Can we do it?" Gion asked confusedly.
"Of course we can't do it alone. We can find more like-minded partners and work towards this goal together until death and rebirth!"
Vic said firmly to Gion.
"Really? I'm willing to board your ship and fight with you!" Gion's face was full of excitement, as if he saw light in Vic's eyes.
It was indeed light, the red light of the setting sun reflected in Vic's eyes, representing a terrible future.