Chapter 92: The Elusive Justice
The New World in the second half of the Grand Line, Bank Island.

This is the navy’s research base, where Vegapunk, the world’s most famous genius scientist, serves as the director of the Bank Research Institute.

This is a man whose appearance is somewhat similar to Einstein. His head is so huge that it can even fit his body inside.

To be honest, such a big head looks a bit disgusting, but what is even more disgusting is his big tongue that has been sticking out and is almost hanging below his belly button.

In the treatment room filled with all kinds of high-tech instruments, Vegapunk stuck out his tongue and stared at Sakaski, who was soaking in nutrient solution and had tubes inserted all over his body.

“Hey, uncle, are you sure you can restore Sakaski to his original state?”

Borsalino, wearing a yellow vertical striped suit and a navy justice cloak, stood next to Vegapunk and couldn’t help but ask.

There were only two of them in the treatment room at this moment, so there was no need to worry about anything else when talking.

When Brusalino followed the World Government’s orders to arrest Vegapunk, the two of them formed a fairly deep friendship, so their conversations were relatively direct.

Several days have passed since Borsalino sent Sakaski to the Bank Institute for treatment, but Vegapunk has not provided a detailed treatment plan, which makes him a little worried.

After all, Borsalino’s best friend in the navy is the disabled middle-aged man in front of him.

He really didn’t want to see his good friend become a disabled person. This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the arrogant Sakaski.

Vegapunk glanced at Borsalino and said with a big tongue: “Why are you in such a hurry? The Navy Headquarters urgently summoned you back to perform an important mission and you are in no hurry to leave.”

“Don’t change the subject, uncle.” Borsalino couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

Anyway, Admiral Zephyr, Vice Admiral Tsuru and others are going to the Kingdom of Flowers, and they have to take the calm belt in the New World.

With his speed, he can catch up in an instant.

“You are the most talented scientist in the world. You must be able to cure Sakaski, right?”

Borsalino used to come to the Bank Research Institute frequently. Although he was not very clear about what the great scientists like Vegapunk were researching, he knew how amazing their research was.

“The preliminary treatment plan has been determined. We will first extract Lieutenant General Sakaski’s cells and bloodline factors and cultivate new body organs for him to replace.”

Vegapunk put his hands behind his back and said in a solemn and confident tone, “Although they may not be as compatible as their original limbs and organs, there will definitely be no problem in recovering 80% to 90% of them.”

“Yeah, then I’ll be relieved.”

Borsalino finally smiled with relief.

When he was ordered to arrest Vegapunk, Borsalino knew that they were targeted by the World Government because they discovered the “bloodline factor” through their research.

He didn’t quite understand how valuable this technology was, but since it could attract the attention of the world government, it must have something extraordinary about it. I guess Sakaski doesn’t have to worry about becoming a disabled person.

After a brief conversation, he calmed down and turned to leave: “Uncle, I’ll leave Sakaski to you. I’m going to carry out the mission first.”

Vegapunk turned around and looked at Borsalino’s back, and whispered, “Hey, be careful not to get hurt. I don’t want another patient here who needs repair.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry~” Borcelino put one hand in his pocket and raised the other hand and waved it backwards:

“As long as I run fast enough, the harm can’t catch up with me.”

After saying this, he pushed open the door of the treatment room and left.

Vegapunk, with a big head, was the only one left in the room. He picked up the newspaper beside him and took a look: “Clover, and Dragon, you guys are really…” With a sigh, Vegapunk threw down the newspaper and began to busy himself with the follow-up matters of Sakaski’s treatment.

The technology of bloodline factors is not yet mature. If you want to successfully cultivate Sakaski’s limbs and organs, you must be fully prepared for trial and error.

Fortunately, there are many prisoners held by the world government on Bank Island, all of whom are used as consumables for his human experiments.

On the other side, after leaving Bank Institute, Borsalino made a phone call with Mr. Zefa, with whom he had always been at odds.

Knowing that they had just set out, he was not in a hurry to meet them. Instead, he boarded his own warship and slowly headed towards the West Sea.

Borcelino sat in his cabin, made a pot of tea and sipped it quietly.

He already knew that Sirens had cleared out Impel Down and destroyed most of Marijoa, and it seemed that the other party had truly practiced his declaration.

He does things that the navy dares not do, and kills people that the navy dares not kill.

Originally, the first time could be said to be a clever use of Spandine’s hand to kill the Celestial Dragons, but the second time was a naked massacre. According to preliminary statistics, the number of Celestial Dragons killed and injured in the Holy Land of Marijoa has exceeded 10,000.

Normally, the death of a Celestial Dragon would be enough to mobilize the admirals to take action. But now with such horrific casualties, how would the World Government retaliate? Borsalino felt his scalp tingling just thinking about it.

“So, what happened to you after you left the Navy?”

Borcelino took a sip of the scalding hot tea, as if thinking of a young navy soldier who had long since left.

“It was clear that before, they were just leading the people in demonstrations and strikes to fight for their rights. Why has it suddenly turned into an armed conflict?”

With a sigh, he looked at the blue sky and sea outside the window, feeling inexplicably emotional:
“Justice is so elusive.”

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In the West Sea, about two to three thousand meters above the sea surface, a large country called the Kingdom of Flowers is floating above the clouds.

At this time, Xin had completed the screening work. Among the more than 40,000 former Celestial Dragon slaves rescued by Sirens, one-third were willing to stay and join the struggle against the World Government.

The remaining two-thirds are not carefree people. They have families of their own to worry about and want to go back to their hometown to visit.

But many of them also said that they would return after reporting that they were safe and join in this unprecedented revolutionary struggle.

“These Celestial Dragons are a bunch of scum in this melee, turning so many people into slaves like livestock.”

Xin flipped through the notebook specially used to record available talents, which recorded talents who had a place in various industries and fields.

Most of them were either arrested because their countries could not accept overly advanced ideas and theories, or unfortunately became slaves because they encountered slave-catching teams during their research, and were finally bought by the Celestial Dragons as commodities with some added value.

If Xin had not been hated by the pseudo-king’s fans, had his tendons in his hands and feet cut and was expelled from the country, almost becoming a disabled person, there is a great probability that he would have been sent to an auction house and become a hot commodity that those big shots would compete to bid for, instead of ending up as a gladiator in the Capone family’s arena.

Just as he was once again grateful to Sirens for appearing and saving him from the sea of ​​suffering, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the clouds were rolling in the distance and a huge shadow was emerging.

Looking up, I saw a charred island penetrating the clouds and approaching the Kingdom of Flowers.

The naval warships and ships of the water army group docked in the bay were ready to start a battle for a moment, but soon they saw a familiar naval warship above the charred island, and immediately realized that their king had returned.

(End of this chapter)