Chapter 206 Captain Gill's Ambition
"Haha, 800 years ago, this history could be completely forgotten, but 800 years later, it can be done again! In the end, whoever has the bigger fist has the truth!"
Gel clenched his fist and said firmly.
"Hehehe, the boss is right!"
Moria, the loyal lackey number one, spoke first.
"Haha, in this world, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy!"
The rough men sitting nearby, who often used their fists to talk, became more excited than each other after hearing what he said. They immediately jumped up to express their approval with both hands. Even Enel, who had just joined the organization, had a gleam in his eyes.
Gel pressed his hand to signal them to stop howling, and then continued:
"I can't easily say whether Gold D. Roger's ideas and actions are right or wrong, but I often heard old people say: To judge whether a person is good or bad, don't look at what he says, but what he does. At least in my opinion, a person who thinks the world is rotten and is committed to subverting the world has traveled to so many places in the world, but I have never seen him really bring any good changes to others."
"In my opinion, whether you want to change the world or subvert the world, everyone can have their own ideas, as long as you can do it! But if you don't do it with your own hands while you are alive, but instead rely on the fatalism of the D clan after you die, to be honest, I really can't agree with this approach."
There was a moment of silence at the scene. Kurokas lowered his head in deep thought, thinking that even if Roger were alive and met Captain Gill, he would probably be scolded.
After a long while, Barrett asked seriously:
"Captain, what is your ambition?"
Gel spread his hands and said with a smile:
"A man born in heaven and earth, how can he not live freely and comfortably? What I want is very simple, that is, to enjoy life with you while always doing what I want to do and what I think is right, and to make any decision without being influenced by anyone or any force!"
"To do this, I need the strength of each of you. If we want to not be bound by anything in the world, we must have the strongest and hardest fist in the world!"
"If the times go with me, I will drink and chat with them. If the wheels of the times dare to roll over me, I will overturn them completely!"
The people present were a group of warmongers. After listening to Captain Gul's highly inflammatory speech, they all felt their chests burning, as if they were holding back their breath, and they began to howl again.
Kurokas shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that perhaps the one who could truly bring change to the world was not the reincarnation of Joyboy that Roger was waiting for, but the young man in front of him.
Whether it can change the world is still unknown, but at least the Sky Island, which has not changed because of Roger's visit, has undergone earth-shaking changes due to the arrival of Captain Geller!
Just when Kurokas was still immersed in his own fantasy, imagining the glorious image of the captain to be increasingly majestic, Gel, who had just been serious and shouting slogans with great domineering power, had returned to his nature.
"Hey, Jin, please help me carve these words."
Gel held a thick brush in his mouth, stood with his hands on his hips, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
"No problem, Captain, but what is this picture of yours? Can you tell me?"
Ah Jin looked at the ink that had not yet dried on the gold. He could not understand any of the words except the letter D. However, if he looked more carefully, he would find that the lively strokes of these characters seemed to contain some kind of magical power.
"Well, isn't it popular now to make some words that you want others to see but don't want others to understand? So I'll make one too. This is called Chinese characters. The first line says my name, and the second line says: I've been here! This is called a travel check-in."
After Gel explained, he picked up the brush and turned around to ask:
"Are there any of you who would like to leave your name? If so, I'll write it down for you. Perhaps thousands of years from now, someone will study these words and remember that we were here."
"Heiheihei! I want one too! Boss, please write it for me!"
"Captain, I want one too! Please!"
As Gel wrote, he no longer cared whether it would damage the cultural relics in the scenic area. He had already dismantled all the pillars of this magnificent golden bell, so he didn't care about engraving a few more words. So he simply wrote the names of all the members in Chinese on it.
Then, electric light flashed in Ajin's hand, and he gently wiped his palm across the golden wall. The electric current carved all of Gel's handwriting on it, and dozens of unique characters were left on it forever. They were square, neatly made, and very beautiful, even more conspicuous than the small line of words left by Roger.
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After finishing all the things, Gel finally had time to relax, so he brought everyone to the beach of Angel Island for vacation. He also asked several beautiful angel sisters to accompany him and act as guides for Gel and his group.
"It's so soft and comfortable!"
There is no sand on the beach of Sky Island, but soft island clouds. Captain Gel couldn't help but sigh after walking around in the shallow water.
Walking into the pavilion, Gel put on sunglasses and lay on a beach chair made of clouds, drinking coconut juice, a specialty of Sky Island, and watching Biafni playing beach volleyball with the three little ones (Lab, Po and Qiuer) and a group of fairies.
Moria moved the mahjong table from the boat to under the parasol on the beach, and pulled Fate, Kulokas and Mosan together to sit down and study together how to find order in chaos.
Ajin was sitting on the trunk of a horizontally growing coconut tree, flipping through the book "Basic Principles of Electricity" that Captain Rigel had just given him.
This was a task specifically assigned by the captain. In order for Ajin to become proficient in the Thunder Fruit as soon as possible, Gel felt that he could not rely solely on blindly exploring on his own. It was necessary for him to systematically learn some basic knowledge about electricity, such as charge and electric field, voltage and potential, current and resistance, and electromagnetic induction. Mastering this knowledge would definitely be of great help to him in developing the fruit in the future.
To prevent the future from just using X volts of electricity to shock people, and then not fighting when encountering some insulator. It's ridiculous. You explain that rubber is not conductive, and it's fine, but suddenly the rubber fruit becomes some animal-type mythical beast. Even Enel on the moon will jump out and ask what the principle is that animals can ignore lightning strikes of hundreds of millions of volts.
Senior held a cup of hot tea and sat with Weevil on the sofa closest to Ger. Weevil kept eating the snacks on the table.
In the distance, screams like pigs being slaughtered were heard.
"Ahhh! Hey, are you really going to teach me fighting techniques? You're not trying to kill me!"
"Shut up! Call me sir! Didn't you listen to what the captain said? If you want to practice martial arts, don't be afraid of hardship!"
Eneel, who was finally able to eat his fill, had no time to feel happy about his new life before he was forced to start special training from the devil instructor Barrett. It was he who recommended him, and Instructor Barrett put all his efforts into training him into a qualified soldier as soon as possible.
"Hey! Of course I haven't heard of it. I just got here!"
"You still dare to make excuses! And! How many times have I told you to report before speaking?"
Barrett went up and punched him twice, and then Enel's screams were heard. No wonder they chose such a far place for special training, it turned out that they were not afraid of disturbing others.
Gel did not stop it, and decided to leave all the problem children to Barrett in the future. He would just play the good cop and provide warmth from time to time, but wouldn't he be completely controlled by the captain?
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