Chapter 13 Energy
Because of Yale's simple words, the calm sea was suddenly filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
The sea breeze that was blowing earlier had stopped at some point, and the sound of the waves had also disappeared without a trace, as if the entire world was afraid of the coming battle and was tactfully not willing to disturb it.
Hawk-Eye Mihawk held the black knife in his hand, his cold eyes from under the brim of his hat staring fearlessly at the man sitting lazily in the air.
The other party didn't show any intention of taking it seriously, and even sat more crookedly after saying those harsh words.
The entire weight of the person was completely pressed on the chair, so lazy that it seemed as if he had no bones.
In contrast to the opponent's lazy performance, the metal balls that flew out from the opponent's clothing ornaments and pieced together in the air floated up and down quite actively, making a strange, straightforward mechanical sound.
"Attack intention detected, target locked, awaiting attack order."
"Attack." Yale said simply.
As soon as the words fell, the metal ball flashed.
A dazzling red light shot out from the attack port, completing a round of attack at a speed too fast to be captured by the naked eye.
There was no explosion, no sound, not even anything unusual.
Kuzan and Mihawk's eyes gradually changed from vigilance to confusion, and in this brief change of emotion, the damage caused by the attack really appeared.
The particle beam attack, like divine punishment, directly vaporized the seawater, turning the area where the beam passed into a vacuum abyss with a diameter of nearly a kilometer.
The water wall at the edge seemed to be frightened and froze in place, not daring to move. Even after a long time, it did not flow back to fill the torn gap.
Mihawk fell backwards onto the small boat where Aokiji was.
His coffin boat was cut into two halves by the beam of light, and as he left, they fell into a bottomless crack one after another.
His black sword was also cut in half.
This weapon, which had accompanied him for decades and had been tempered into its current form, was easily cut off by the opponent's blow.
The broken half of the sword was now held in the hand of the mysterious red-haired man, who was fiddling with it curiously.
Mihawk has never been afraid of death.
If his opponent is far stronger than him, he would rather the opponent give him a clean blow than destroy his ship and weapons and leave him to live in humiliation.
"Death is indeed good. Life is the product of stellar explosions. After death, you return to the universe, and the basic particles that make up your body will once again become part of the universe."
The red-haired man seemed to have heard his thoughts and spoke casually.
Although the words like "stellar explosions" and "elementary particles" in his words were difficult to understand, what he said afterwards was easy to understand.
"But I don't want to kill you yet—or rather, you—you are the navy and pirates, and you are all people of high status in your respective fields, and you have a certain say."
Yale laughed, feeling proud of his generosity and kindness.
"I'll let you go and persuade those guys who didn't take my words seriously to surrender early and give me the position of King of the World. I can also treat the natives of your planet well."
After saying that, without waiting for Kuzan and Mihawk to react, he instantly disappeared from the air.
The long ocean ravine was still torn in place, reminding them that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
"That's right." Yale suddenly appeared again, with half of his body and arms emerging in the air.
He shook the half-broken black sword in his hand.
"If you want this thing back, you can exchange it for a devil fruit. You know how to contact me."
He blinked his golden eyes and his body quickly disappeared again.
This time it’s real, it hasn’t appeared again in a long time.
Hawkeye Mihawk stared at the place where he disappeared. His expression seemed calm, but his heart was actually in turmoil.
Kuzan sighed. As a poor man who had experienced a dimensionality reduction attack before, he was now much calmer than Mihawk.
However, I don't know if I was truly calm, or if I was affected by the "influence" the other party mentioned.
Kuzan couldn't be sure and had no way to solve the problem. He could only put his worries aside for the time being and pretend that all the thoughts in his mind were his own.
He said kindly, "Take a seat, Hawkeye. It looks like we'll be in the same boat until we reach the next island."
Mihawk then took action.
He turned around, looked at the broken black knife, put it back behind his back, then sat down on the boat and looked at Kuzan coldly.
"You don't seem surprised at all." Hawkeye thought for a moment.
"The newspaper said that the naval hero Garp has returned to the East China Sea. Did you come with him?"
Kuzan nodded. This was not information that he couldn't tell the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
He believed that even if he returned to the Marine Headquarters without telling the truth, Marshal Sengoku would sooner or later summon the Seven Warlords of the Sea to resolve this matter together.
"Originally, we only received a distress call from Mr. Karp's hometown, but when we went there, we found that the island had completely disappeared and we couldn't find it no matter how hard we looked."
Hawkeye frowned. In fact, he originally thought that Morgans was spreading rumors again, but he didn't expect that the disappearance of the two islands was true.
"Have you encountered him?" he asked further. "Have those two islands been completely destroyed by him?"
"No, I guess... he hid it." Kuzan didn't think that Yale went to so much trouble to get an 'identity card' just for the sense of ritual before destruction, so the two disappeared islands must have been hidden by him in some way.
After answering the second question first, he slowly replied to the first, "We didn't fight at all. In fact, we couldn't even touch him."
Mihawk's thoughts are the same as everyone else on this planet. Once he encounters something that cannot be explained by common sense, it must be the power of the devil fruit.
But he knows more than most ordinary people. He knows that the power of devil fruits can be touched by Haki, and whether it is the Navy Admiral Aokiji or the Navy hero Garp, they are all powerful people who are proficient in Haki.
So this statement of "not even being able to touch it" is quite strange.
"He's not a devil fruit user." That's all Kuzan could say.
There is more, such as the ability he lost, which is information that needs to be judged by the Marshal before it can be made public.
"That's right." Kuzan suddenly thought of something.
"Like he just said, he's very interested in devil fruits. You might actually be able to trade a devil fruit for your blade."
Mihawk frowned, the shadow from his hat making his expression even darker.
"What's the use? A broken sword is broken."
Kuzan was silent for a moment, "Perhaps you could use two devil fruits and have him repair your sword - I think he could do it."
Mihawk looked up, examining Kuzan's calm face.
Neither of them said anything more, letting the boat sail into the calm and dangerous sea.
*
"The indigenous planet's souvenirs have been collected, and the blade's composition has been analyzed."
"The memory information has been archived, and the previous incorrect information has been modified."
"Dear Captain Yale, you have received a message from First Mate Decay, with the note 'Auction Item List'. Would you like to review it?"
Back inside the ship-borne spacecraft parked in the back garden of Goa Palace, Alek soaked in the water comfortably and opened the list sent by Decay.
Although the Eternal Night Pirates' starship has not yet arrived at the singularity, the auction date is approaching and the list of auction items has been distributed to all platinum customers in advance.
Yale also received a copy, but since it was difficult for outsiders to obtain his contact information, the list was sent directly to the starship and then forwarded by the first mate, Decay.
He needs to tick all the items he wants to buy, and then Decay will auction them back for him.
Alas... it really makes me sad to think about it.
Originally, he didn't need any remote operation at all. He could just raise his bid at the auction site and bid for whatever he liked.
Now I've actually been reduced to the point where I need to rely on others to buy things for me. All I can say is - what a damn electromagnetic storm! I should have jumped directly when the alarm sounded, instead of just greedily relying on that little electromagnetic energy...
Raising his hand, Yale wiped the corner of his mouth, quickly checked the items he wanted and sent them back, then turned on the energy system of the shipboard spacecraft.
The ship-borne spacecraft uses controlled nuclear fusion for power.
If the reactor were not faulty, the energy he now possessed would be virtually unlimited.
But because of a reactor failure, he has been using the spacecraft's backup energy.
The backup energy would be used up little by little, and when it was completely used up, all his metal balls controlled by the ship's elves would shut down unless he used his own energy to supply them.
Yale hesitated for a while, then closed the pop-up window of the energy system and decided to ignore it.
We’ll talk about it when the time comes. Anyway, the current energy reserves are enough for him to use for a long time.
"Respected Captain Yale, that warship has reappeared in the waters where Goa City once stood."
The ship-borne elf synchronized the aerial bird's-eye view to the captain, and focused on zooming in on the warship's dog head and Vice Admiral Garp standing on the deck.
Yale frowned and stretched out a finger to scratch off the ugly dog head in disgust.
"It doesn't matter. From now on, we just need to count the islands where they have supplies. Don't worry about the rest. Let them look for it if they want."
Anyway, Yale was not worried at all that they would discover the optically invisible island.
What's more, when he put Goa City and Conker City together, the two islands had already moved away from their original locations.
They searched according to the old sea charts, but they could not find the two islands no matter what.
"I'm more concerned about that audacious newspaper than this warship."
"Yes, respected Captain Yale." The ship-borne elf said loyally.
"I'm reading the brainwave information of the Den Den Mushi related to the newspaper at full speed."
This is also the reason why Yale said to Kuzan, "I can find it, but it's a bit troublesome."
The World Economic News Agency has many branches, and Den Den Mushi only sleep in most cases. It takes a long time to search their memories to determine whether they are at the newspaper headquarters.
It just so happened that Yale was very angry at that time and did not have enough patience, so he wanted to get the answer directly through Kuzan.
Unfortunately, Kuzan didn't know either, so he could only rely on himself.
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