Chapter 122 I have no interest in the gas fruit
Caesar Courant, 19 years old. A rising star in the scientific community in recent years.
There is no doubt that he has a smart mind, and combined with his natural gas fruit, the added convenience in experiments makes his research go smoothly.
When others conduct experiments, they need a vacuum environment, equipment, and various conditions... He can directly use the gas fruit to create a vacuum zone.
When others conduct experiments, they need the oxygen concentration to be under certain conditions and various suitable environmental parameters. He can directly purify the oxygen in the air out of thin air, and even turn himself into a large ball of oxygen, or even other common gases...
In addition, the most basic elemental body of the natural system allows him to enter experimental environments that ordinary people cannot enter and observe experimental phenomena up close.
It also allows him to experiment recklessly under various dangerous conditions.
Ordinary explosions, laboratory collapses, even volcanic eruptions, and earth cracks... cannot cause any harm to him, the "gas man".
He doesn't care about poison gas leaks at all. He can turn into poison gas himself.
As for the other experimenters? Come on, what does the life and death and health of those indifferent idiots have to do with the genius Caesar? The ordinary people following behind him have changed several times and what kind of faces they have. Caesar doesn't care at all and is too lazy to remember them~
"Suck, sniff, sniff, sniff, what new flowers are there recently?" Caesar walked in the flower boat with a swagger. He scooped up a gorgeous girl with his hand and flirted with her. He then grabbed the beautiful woman passing by with his other hand and laughed in a dissolute manner, "Hahaha, this... uh, Sister Stussy?" He was startled and his hand seemed to be scalded, so he quickly retracted it.
Stussy's eyes were half-displayed behind her sunglasses. She smiled and said, "Mr. Caesar, since you are here, you must have fun."
Caesar grinned and said, "Suck, of course. I just took over a big project recently, it's quite profitable! Suck, suck, suck~!"
He laughed recklessly, not worrying about the news. Please, where is this place? The Happy Street, a major force in the dark world!
Everyone comes to a place like this to relax. If you can't show your true colors here, then what's the point of having fun here? Besides, Caesar will not admit that he took advantage of the research funds if he leaves this ship. Taking a step back, what if the client finds out? They are the ones who are begging him, a genius, with money in hand, not him, a genius, who cares about them.
This is the calmness of being a genius!
At this time, a birdman who was tall and about the same height as Caesar, who was three meters tall, walked out from beside Stussy and laughed, "Caesar, I heard that you have been in contact with the navy recently. This is big news! I heard that the navy has formed a scientific force. Do they want to recruit you to join?"
"It's you, Morganse! You have a big mouth..." Caesar complained with a sly smile, then showed a smug look on his face, neither admitting nor denying, "Who doesn't want to obtain the wisdom of this genius? Slurp, gurgle, gurgle..."
Morgans stretched out his broad bird-wing-like arms, linked arms with Caesar’s shoulders, and said as they walked: “Come, come, I want to interview you, the great genius…”
Caesar put his arm around his sister and walked towards the dance floor with the birdman. He spread his long legs, sat comfortably and relaxedly on the soft sofa, laughing heartily and chatting casually.
Caesar called several sisters with different nicknames over. One poured him wine, one warmed his arms, one rubbed his legs, and one stretched out her hand to stroke his cheek... At the same time, he chatted and laughed with Morgans, a big shot from the World Economic News. He felt that life was full of joy and happiness, and that was all! He was indeed a genius.
You see, even the young man on the second-floor fence looked at him twice.
Sigh... You envy this genius, right? Young man!
Caesar didn't take it seriously, just smiled and turned his attention back to playing with his sisters, and... hey, why did the newspaper seller next to him become less talkative?
"Morgance..." Caesar, who was surrounded by girls, wanted to continue to listen to his flattery, but turned his head and saw that the birdman Morgause was looking up and squinting at the second floor. Caesar also looked in the direction and found that what Morgause was looking at were the two little guys by the fence on the second floor that he had just noticed, and one of them was the half-grown boy who looked at him twice. "What are you looking at?" Caesar wondered.
Morgause laughed and said, "Genius Caesar, didn't you recognize that boy?"
Caesar said, "Why would I want to know this unknown person? Is he famous?"
"These two are not nobody!" Morgans' eyes became sharp, and he turned his head and smiled at Caesar, "These two people blew up a research institute in Dr. Vegapunk's hometown that was protected by the navy. The navy offered a reward of 100 million berries for them! I'm surprised that you haven't heard of this..."
"Vegapunk..." Caesar seemed a little indignant when he mentioned this name. "How dare these two guys do such a thing? They are so brave!"
Caesar raised his head and looked towards the fence on the second floor, only to see the young man next to the quiet girl, smiling and waving at him.
"That young man is Giovanna Giorno, and he used to be an extraordinary bounty hunter! But among them, the quiet and cold girl next to him - Kujo Jolyne, is the captain!" Morgans introduced leisurely, "It is said that the two of them once fought with Vice Admiral Borsalino of the Navy and escaped calmly! This is big news!"
"Why didn't you publish the big news in the newspaper?" Caesar wondered.
"We at World Economic News don't publish unverified gossip." Morgans smiled. "That boy is waving at you. Maybe he's your fan! Caesar, why don't you respond to him?"
"Who can hear what he is saying!" Caesar was disdainful at first, then he touched his chin with a slightly complacent look, "Is the guy with a bounty of 100 million Baileys also a fan of this genius? Hehehe... I'll give him a chance and respond to him reluctantly!" As he said that, he let go of the fragrant sister he was hugging, raised his hand and waved to the young man at the fence on the second floor, and responded to him with a reserved smile.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But the other party stopped waving, and seemed a little puzzled. He said something to his captain Xu Lun next to him, and then he grabbed the girl's left arm...
"He's very depressed!" Morgans laughed.
Caesar shook his head proudly and said, "What a greedy little devil! Well, I will go up and see what he wants to say to me! Sniff, sniff, sniff..."
He saw that the boy on the second floor seemed to have pulled something off the left arm of the young captain next to him - but he clearly had nothing in his hand! The boy on the second floor grabbed the air with his hand, sticking out the tip of his tongue, closing one eye, and aiming at Caesar who was surrounded by beauties on the sofa by the dance floor on the first floor. It seemed, maybe, probably, that he was aiming... Then he waved his hand downwards!
What is he waving? Air? "What on earth is this guy doing?" Caesar said with a half-confused and half-helpless smile, "Fans nowadays are really a headache! Sniff, sniff, sniff..."
Waving the air, could it be a greeting to him, the genius who has the ability of the gas fruit? Genius Caesar was about to transform into a gas body and fly up to give the boy a chance to get close to his idol. He pushed aside the beauties who were hugging him on both sides, jumped up, and knelt down in front of the sofa.
“……?!”
Caesar pursed his lips and a question mark appeared in his head.
With sweat on his forehead, he tried to transform into an element again and leaped up! Bang! Caesar had never felt his body so heavy before.
The gas fruit, directly transliterated as gas fruit, I think it is too one-sided... Another translation "gas fruit" is more accurate.
(End of this chapter)