Inside the deep tunnel, the short figure of Boropan continued to move forward along the tunnel.
The tunnel was simple in design and very low, so ordinary people couldn't enter it. Only someone of his size could move freely in and out of it, so it didn't need to be made too complicated.
He carried several weapons on his back: a spear, a butcher's knife, and a katana—the same weapons that had once appeared in the hands of the weapon man.
He was running while holding a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter), making a call and saying something. Towards the end, his voice rose an octave:
"My precious experimental subject has been completely destroyed. In short, if that navy officer doesn't hand it over to me, then all future transactions will be canceled!"
After saying that, he hung up the Den Den Mushi, and by then he had arrived at the cave entrance.
Ahead lies a vast ocean.
This is a shallow beach outside the island, where a speedboat is moored, powered by wind-blown shells from the Sky Island.
"This tunnel was left behind to guard against the World Government, but I never expected that a group of Marines would force us to use it. Damn it, that Marine... you won't be smug for long!"
"How long is too long?"
A faint voice sounded from above.
Boropa looked up abruptly, and there he was, Kuro hovering in the sky, looking down at him.
"It seems you're not only short, but also like a mouse. Only you could squeeze into such a small hole."
"Don't you dare say I'm short!"
Polopa roared, "So what if I'm short? Even someone as short as me can achieve great things!"
dwarf...
...
"Hahaha, Polopa, you shorty!"
"The Bonaparte family are all short."
“I’m three years younger than you, and I’m twice your height.”
...
"Polopa, you still want to fight with weapons? You're not tall enough. Here, take this broken dagger, and I'll use that sword."
"Polopa, you are not suited for fighting, let alone fighting with weapons. Give up. Everyone has their limits. Face reality."
“That giant sword is three times your height, you’re not suitable, hahaha, shorty Boropa.”
...
A series of memories flashed through Boropa's mind. He gritted his teeth and looked up at Kuro.
"Because of me, Meng Island can prosper; because of me, those weaklings are worthy of wielding weapons! It is thanks to these weapons in my hands, and my research!"
Polopa ripped the weapon off his back, and it clattered to the ground.
"I am a 'Synchronizer' who ate the 'Synchronizer Fruit,' which allows me to synchronize with inanimate objects, assimilate with their aura, and master them. Through this ability, I can understand the characteristics of weapons and, through research, attach these characteristics to living people. Only I can do this; even Vegapunk cannot do such a thing!"
"Do you know what this place was like twenty years ago? Let me tell you, twenty years ago this was a dilapidated little village! The Ruorman and Suknae started fighting decades ago, and this island was the battlefield. The people living here suffered from war every day. Back then, the local specialties here were corpses and pirates looking for opportunities."
"The rulers care about nothing but protecting themselves. It was me, it was me who saved this place! After I came, Meng Island had the strength to defend itself. They were willing to give up their lives for my research in order to prosper, because I can make them, this island, never suffer from war again!"
"Right now, these two kingdoms are able to maintain their balance because they both have my works. Once my works are gone, the balance between Norman and Suknae will be broken again, and they will land on Meng Island again. At that time, this place will be a living hell, and everything will go back to what it was twenty years ago!"
Watching Boropa roar, Kuro silently exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze sweeping over Moe Island.
The lower town of this island is indeed very prosperous. No matter what kind of power it is, they will do business here honestly. The residents enjoy the prosperity here and smile from the bottom of their hearts.
but...
"What does this have to do with me?"
Kuro said, "Times have their own development. Whether you are here or not, they will move forward. The most important thing is... I don't like you."
Boropa shouted, "You can't arrest me! You're a subordinate agency of the World Government, and I have a cooperative relationship with your World Government. You have no right to arrest me!"
"Boom boom boom..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Den Den Mushi on Kuro's wrist rang.
"Hey!"
Polopa grinned smugly: "Answer the phone, your superior is here to cause you trouble."
Kuro glanced at him and answered the phone.
"Moshimoshi? Is that Lucilfer Kuro?"
Who is it?
"I am a high-ranking official of the World Government. You are on Moe Island, right? Everything on Moe Island is none of your Navy's business. Get out of here immediately. Everything here is our secret. You are not allowed to stand on that land."
“I’m not standing on the ground.”
Kuro said.
He wasn't standing on the land of Meng Island.
He flew.
"Nothing about Bonaparte Bolopa is to be investigated. This has nothing to do with your navy. Don't arrest him," the official added.
"I didn't arrest him..."
Kuro's words made Boropa's smile widen even more.
"He was playing in the water when a sudden landslide buried him. I tried to save him, but it was too late."
boom!
No sooner had he finished speaking than the cliff above Boropa suddenly collapsed, and several large rocks crashed down and buried him in his astonished gaze.
"Listen, that's the sound of a landslide. In this godforsaken place called the Grand Line, landslides are pretty normal, right?"
Kuro lowered his wrist, trying to make sure the official could hear him more clearly.
"Help...help me..."
From beneath the rock, a hand emerged, and Polopa, his face covered in blood, poked his head out and weakly said, "I can't die, I... I still have dreams to fulfill."
"That's Polopa's voice! Go save him!" the official exclaimed anxiously.
"good."
Kuro's body fell directly onto the sea surface, and with a wave of his hand, he stirred up a huge tsunami.
"Wow, the Grand Line is really strange. There was a landslide just now, and now there's a tsunami. Listen, the sound of the tsunami."
The tsunami rose more than ten meters high, like a giant beast, and rushed into the shallows. It suddenly swept over the spot where Poropa was, and the dense water pressure shredded the rocks, carrying the fragments of rocks into the sea.
There was no trace of Poropa anymore.
"Oh dear, it's too late. The person has already been swept into the sea, and there's nothing I can do. Moshi moshi? Moshi moshi? The signal is bad, I'll hang up now."
Kuro slammed the Den Den Mushi down, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Government officials? What are they? You're dealing with marshals and generals, what business is it of a mere lieutenant colonel like me?"
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