Chapter 235 Efficient Communication

Chapter 235 Efficient Communication

Chapter 235 Efficient Communication

I don't know which of the Five Elders was so angry on the other end of the Den Den Mushi that he smashed things. When have the high and mighty Five Elders ever suffered such cruel treatment?

Whenever they appear in front of Borsalino, they will most likely start a fight.

"…Send Vegapunk back to Eggman Island and swear not to contact Vegapunk again. We can just pretend that nothing happened…"

Maz Saint didn't even bother to wipe off the coffee that sprayed onto his long beard, and spoke to the Den Den Mushi with a grim face.

Even though he had made up his mind to eliminate Borsalino no matter what, he still had to grit his teeth and pretend to be nice to Borsalino before getting the pure gold.

And when he said this, he had to constantly comfort himself in his heart that even Vegapunk couldn't create anything extraordinary in such a short time.

Besides, Vegapunk himself knows his limits and he won't say things that shouldn't be said. Otherwise, he can save his life, but those who hear those secrets and even the places where they are will be completely destroyed.

Even Maz Saint has begun to think about the feasibility of eliminating Vegapunk as well. Anyway, Vegapunk is always unwilling to cooperate with the World Government. People and technology that cannot be used by the World Government have no need to exist!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the five Excellencies are really generous, so generous that I am a little scared. What do you think, Vegapunk, what do the Five Elders say?"

Borsalino said sarcastically with some sarcasm that the Five Elders were really trying hard to obtain pure gold, and they even let him take Vegapunk away.

"I don't think so. Besides, I'm very busy and don't have time to chat with you right now."

Vegapunk answered quite honestly, then scratched his head and walked towards the robot assembly line while muttering some equation.

"What's your answer? Borsalino!"

Saint Vochuli's voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry, but he had to swallow his anger for the sake of pure gold.

It's not that they didn't realize that Borsalino was deliberately disgusting them, but they were unwilling to give up this last glimmer of hope.

When have the dignified Five Elder Stars ever been so aggrieved? Even Borsalino was a little surprised. These five old stars are really trying hard to stay young forever. No wonder in the original world line, they were willing to offer a sky-high price of 5 billion berries for the Surgery Fruit.

And according to Borsalino's understanding of Marshal Sengoku, these 5 billion berries might have been "passed on" by him. Anyway, as long as they get the Surgery Fruit, the Five Elders probably won't care who gets the berries they spent.

"Hmm... Let me think about it for a while. After all, things have come to this point, and it's a bit too late for me to stop..."

Borsalino pretended to be moved, but had to speak out when the time came, so he answered with embarrassment.

His tone was like that of a gambler who was hesitating and wanted to make a bigger bet but was afraid of losing everything.

The Five Elders almost couldn't hold back their curses. They could even let bygones be bygones regarding Vegapunk's incident, but that bastard Borsalino was still hesitating. It was obvious that he was hiding a crime more serious than kidnapping Vegapunk.

Now the Five Elders can no longer be dealt with. Even if it is the killing of the Celestial Dragons, it is not much worse than the kidnapping of Vegapunk.

It’s not that the lives of the Celestial Dragons are not important, but the crimes are so serious that there is no need to distinguish between high and low. There is obviously no essential difference between being shot once and being shot a hundred times.

"…What on earth did you do?"

Saint Vochuli couldn't help but ask hesitantly, and the ears of the other Five Elders also pricked up. They were even curious about what kind of amazing things Borsalino could do for them.

"Well, actually not much. Most of them are to the extent that the five Excellencies can forgive bygones. It's just that I provided them with a little help on the issue of Boros..."

Borsalino touched his chin and pretended to be a little embarrassed and said, "I just brought Boros from another world. This should be considered a 'small help', right?"

“…You are such a bastard…”

The expressions of the Five Elders froze at the same time. They racked their brains but could not imagine that Borsalino would actually disgust them in such a place.

Although we still don't know what Borsalino has done, that damned Cosmic Dark Matter Pirate Group was most likely his work. Maybe that mysterious Boros was dug out from somewhere by that bastard Borsalino!

"Thank you for the compliment. It is my great honor to be recognized by the five Excellencies."

Borsalino replied with a smile. The Five Elders had no idea how many times they had heard similar words in their lives, but hearing them from Borsalino's mouth was definitely the most disgusting and uncomfortable thing they had ever heard.

For a moment, the Five Elders wanted to go back in time and slap themselves in the face. Why did they let a scoundrel like Borsalino become a high-ranking naval official or even a marshal?
Damn guys like this should be like that old bastard Garp and stay at the position of vice admiral for the rest of their lives!
"How much influence do you still have over those damn pirates? If you tell them to get out now... the World Government will forgive your crimes for the last time!"

Saint Maz wished he could cut Borsalino into pieces at this moment, but considering the interests of the World Government and the possible anger of Lord Im, they had to swallow their anger no matter how reluctant they were.

Otherwise, even if it is the invincible Knights of God, if they want to destroy the Cosmic Dark Matter Pirates and the mysterious Boros, not to mention how much noise it will cause, they might even have to sacrifice several Knights of God.

The Five Elders wouldn't even blink an eye at an ordinary combat force even if all CP0 were killed. However, the Knights of God are second only to the Five Elders, and are composed entirely of the elites among the Celestial Dragons. The death of any one of them may alarm Lord Im.

Lord Im doesn't care what the Five Elders are doing behind the scenes, but if the Knights of God suffer heavy casualties because of the Five Elders' private calculations, Lord Im will most likely not let them off even if he doesn't care.

"I am the Admiral of the Navy. How could I possibly be in collusion with pirates?"

Borsalino replied with pretended dissatisfaction, he was obviously colluding with the "Cosmic Overlord" Boros, what did the Cosmic Dark Matter Pirate Group have to do with him, a navy marshal?
"Borsalino! Don't be so arrogant! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have pure gold in your hand!"

Saint Vochuli laughed in anger. In the eyes of the Five Elders, Borsalino was not only trying to pass the buck, but was also deliberately disgusting them.

Clearly, they had all promised to forgive Borsalino's crimes, but this bastard was still pushing his luck, wanting "forgiveness" from the Five Elders while refusing to take any responsibility.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to save both face and money, but he didn't consider the feelings of the Five Elders at all!
"…Sorry, with pure gold you can do whatever you want. The five of you take your time to think about it. Contact me when you have made up your mind."

Borsalino paused, then answered in a tone that made the Five Elders inexplicably angry, and without waiting for the furious Five Elders to get angry, he hung up the phone. "Bang!"

I only heard a loud bang before the Den Den Mushi was hung up. I didn't know which of the Five Elder Stars was smashing things again because he was mad.

"Huh, it's refreshing to fight these old men... Haven't you finished your transformation yet? I see the decisive battle in Marijoa is about to start. If you keep dragging it out, you might end up not being able to finish your transformation by the time they finish fighting..."

Borsalino came close to Vegapunk, lowered his head and glanced at the drawings in Vegapunk's hand, and found that he knew every word. When he combined them with various circuit diagrams, they immediately became a divine book.

"The debugging will be completed soon. Once the modification here is completed, the subsequent transformation will proceed quickly..."

Vegapunk kept writing and drawing, and spoke without turning his head.

As the user of the superhuman Brain-Brain Fruit, Vegapunk is able to multitask, thinking about many problems and dealing with various situations at the same time.

In order to maximize the power of the Brain-Brain Fruit, he even created six clones for himself to be responsible for different functions.

However, this time, just in case, he specially set the six clones with different personalities to dormant mode to prevent his clones from causing trouble at critical moments.

"Don't say I didn't warn you. The cannon fodder battle in Marijoa is basically over... Oh, no, there are still several teams that haven't joined in yet. But it won't affect the subsequent battles, which will mostly be between strong people. If your robot is not powerful enough, I'm afraid you won't even be qualified to be cannon fodder..."

Borsalino was somewhat pessimistic about the robots transformed by Vegapunk. It was not because he questioned Vegapunk's technology, but because the foundation of the lunar robot used as a template for the transformation was too poor.

These robots made by the ancient moon people were not designed for combat. Without considering their weapons and equipment, they might not even be able to defeat the elite marines of the headquarters.

No matter how advanced Vegapunk's technology is, it is unlikely to violate the basic laws of physics and create titanium alloy from a pile of scrap metal.

If the person in charge of the transformation now was not Vegapunk, even if it was Stark, the Iron Man, Borsalino would not have much expectations.

Before he grew up, Stark could only rub a Mark I Iron Man suit with his hands. Facing an army composed of terrorists and ordinary people, he was naturally invincible.

But at this time on the battlefield of Marijoa, even Thor, who was not in his complete form, would have to be slapped twice, and only the Hulk, whose power could grow infinitely, could fight him.

"Are you questioning my skills?"

Vegapunk was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but he had no intention of stopping the work in his hands.

Although this skill was not what he was most proud of, the doubts from an "outsider" like Borsalino still made Vegapunk very unhappy.

"Of course not. After all, you are Vegapunk who can create Seraph!"

Borsalino patted Vegapunk's shoulder like a smiling tiger. He had always treated Vegapunk as his own, but who knew that this guy had secretly created Seraph without telling him.

Of course, what Borsalino cares about is not the combat power of Seraph, but where Vegapunk got Hancock's sample from.

When it comes to the Seraph, a 'creature' that would make its inventor proud, even Vegapunk couldn't help but puff out his chest.

Iji, Niji, Sanji, Yuji, and Reiju, all created by Vinsmoke Judge, are androids of the highest level. They are nothing but inferior products in front of Seraph.
Except for Sanji who is in a special situation, the rest of them are nothing in front of Seraph. It is not difficult to imagine how big the gap is between Judge and Vegapunk.

"It's mainly because the seven warlords of the sea are good enough, especially Snake Princess and Hawkeye..."

When talking about his masterpiece, Vegapunk couldn't help but want to talk about it. After all, when he was on Egghead Island, he could only talk to his clone at best, which was no match for showing off in front of Borsalino.

But before Vegapunk could finish his words, he suddenly noticed Borsalino's half-smile. For a moment, Vegapunk began to hate his own superhuman brain. Why did he react so quickly?
"Go on, what happened to Snake Princess and Hawkeye?"

Borsalino looked down at Vegapunk, who was only as tall as his knees, with the malice in his eyes almost overflowing.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Vegapunk, who had an extraordinary brain, thought of 78,600 different countermeasures in an instant, and in the next instant he eliminated 43,200 countermeasures that would threaten his life, and then eliminated 29,400 countermeasures that might further anger Borsalino...

It sounds complicated but in reality it happened in the blink of an eye. Vegapunk bowed his head and apologized sincerely, admitting his mistake, and then Borsalino punched him hard on the head.

'Boom! '

Although he had stored his brain deep in the moon, this punch still made Vegapunk see stars. For a moment, he even saw Ginny waving at him.

"Remember, this won't happen again!"

Borsalino blew his fist and warned him that he could probably guess how Vegapunk got the Hancock sample. As long as he told that stupid woman that it was what Borsalino wanted, she would be willing to give him her heart.

But the more this happened, the more Borsalino couldn't bear to hurt Hancock, and naturally he couldn't tolerate Vegapunk secretly creating a clone of Hancock without telling him.

"remember……"

Vegapunk answered in a muffled voice while covering the big bump on his head, and then continued to devote himself to the intense transformation work.

This is the tacit understanding that has developed between him and Borsalino, an extremely simple and rough way of communication, and most problems can be solved with just one punch.

If it weren't for the fact that Borsalino's fists were too painful, Vegapunk would have quite liked this efficient way of communication.

(End of this chapter)