Chapter 437: Government's Resolve
In the ruins beneath this island called Egghead, Brett and both Vegapunks sat down. He detailed what he'd seen after reaching the final island.
"So that's how it is?"
After listening, Clone Vegapunk remained wordless for a long time. Finally sighed. "No—should say, of course that's how it is."
"Wuuuuu..."
Main body Vegapunk's emotions were far more agitated. He'd already begun sobbing with tears in his eyes. "Damn it! Why wasn't I born in that era?!"
Clone Vegapunk nodded in agreement. "Right. So many admirable great scholars. Such a respectable dream nation. Such a history of civilization and science."
How could it not inspire yearning?
"All those World Government bastards' fault!"
Main body Vegapunk already cursed angrily. "If not for them—by now, this world would've already entered an era of civilization and science!"
"Little Brett!"
He looked at Brett angrily, shouting loudly. "You must properly deal with those Government bastards! I'll fully support you!"
"If so—naturally nothing better."
Brett's face already wore an irrepressible smile.
With Vegapunk's addition, Pluton's construction work could accelerate.
No—could even say he might create even more remarkable things.
After all, this guy was an unprecedented technological genius—someone even that brilliant era eight hundred years ago never produced.
Merely relying on some remaining technology as foundation—completing replication of mythical zoan Devil Fruits. Even placing him eight hundred years ago would be unimaginable.
"Right, since you already understand the secrets from eight hundred years ago—"
Clone Vegapunk suddenly said excitedly. "Then Brett—do you know what energy source powered this massive robot?"
"Right, right!"
Main body Vegapunk also immediately reacted. He difficultly bounced over. Finger pointing at that massive robot wreckage on the ruins, hurriedly saying. "That's the mysterious robot that attacked the World Government two hundred years ago. Finally stopped moving due to energy depletion. The Government wanted to destroy him, but scholars then desperately hid him here."
Two hundred years ago?
Brett thought. Wasn't that approximately when Fish-Man Island joined the World Government? Could these two be connected?
Joy Boy from eight hundred years ago hadn't left him any information about two hundred years ago.
Clone Vegapunk continued. "This mechanical's technology itself poses nothing special to us. But only his energy source we've never understood."
"Exactly what kind of remarkable energy system could let him—after spanning over six hundred years—still operate? Even in that battle display such astonishing power!"
"If we could possess that kind of power—" Main body Vegapunk said excitedly. "We could accomplish so much!"
"Make Winter Islands spring-like year-round! Make Summer Islands full of spring! Make ocean currents gentle! Make climate mild! Connect the world! Let humanity—truly embrace a civilized and scientific world!!"
Clearly an old man. Yet now passionately began speechmaking.
This seemed his dream. Brett could sense the light in his eyes.
Brett thought. "Joy Boy's left information contained secrets about history. Detailed technology and such—nothing remaining. Just roughly mentioned—they indeed mastered some powerful energy technology."
"That bastard!!"
The old man already cursed furiously. "Spending such enormous space on boring history! Doesn't know what's truly important?!"
Brett rolled his eyes. Old man—you weren't saying this before.
Then Brett's lips curved. "However—within these mentioned bits of information, Joy Boy also said—this technology they also used to build—"
"Pluton."
"Pluton!"
Both Vegapunks simultaneously turned around.
Brett cleared his throat lightly. Then smiled. "Don't know if both Doctors are aware—Pluton's blueprints are currently at Fish-Man Island."
Almost the next second, both Doctors simultaneously grabbed Brett's hands. "What are we waiting for, Brett! Let's quickly return to Fish-Man Island!!"
Already completely impatient.
Then—return voyage.
Bring both Doctors back to Fish-Man Island early. Pluton's construction work could further accelerate.
Under both Doctors' guidance, Brett rolled up everything useful on this island. Then began return voyage carrying everything.
Simultaneously, Mariejois finally received news about events at Punk Hazard.
"...That bastard!!"
The Five Elders broke down again. But aside from cursing "bastard" a couple times—couldn't say much else.
No matter how emotionally intense—after experiencing previous successive blows—now approaching emotional exhaustion. Navy ambush smashed. Momousagi's group's operation definitely also failed. These two matters had already made them furiously exhaust most curse-worthy words.
Now even with Vegapunk kidnapped—undoubtedly truly the worst situation—yet they began falling strangely silent.
"Can only report to Lord Imu."
After a long while, Saint Ju Peter finally said bitterly. "The final war—perhaps truly about to erupt."
Absolutely no longer an opponent defeatable through small tricks.
That man—Brett—and the people behind him. The World Government's strongest enemies in eight hundred years. Truly capable of potentially overturning Celestial Dragons' eight-hundred-year rule!
Must pass through direct war. Through all-out war—only then could they possibly defeat this strongest enemy!
Could no longer have any luck or carelessness. This time—even their World Government must give everything!
At this time, Brett had also already begun approaching Fish-Man Island with both Doctors.
Same moment—two certain men had already completed an evil transaction.
"Hahahaha! If you hadn't told me, I truly wouldn't know the Government did such things! Hey, hey, hey—how is this acceptable? This is undoubtedly human rights violation behavior! As a righteous news industry professional, I must righteously expose such shameless behavior!"
"Naturally must do so. I'll leave it to you, Morgans."
"Of course, Tesoro."