Chapter 34 Thinking Space [VIP]
Simply put, Future Island consists of two parts, one is the main island, and the other is the research institute and punk records held in mid-air by the island cloud.
Inside the Punk Records is Vegapunk's brain—yes, brain, his severed brain.
Because he is the user of the Brain-Brain Fruit, as the database in his brain grows, the size of his brain also grows.
Before his brain was removed, Vegapunk's height was even comparable to that of a giant several tens of meters tall, which brought great inconvenience to his life.
But this obviously does not pose a problem for the smartest scientists on the planet.
Vegapunk found a way to remove his own brain so that even if his body and brain were separated, he could use the installed antenna to receive the radio waves released by his brain.
In short, as long as he is alive and able to think, his brain will continuously release electromagnetic waves that only he can capture.
And this, this is simply a blatant greeting to Yale - "Come quickly, it would be unacceptable if you don't occupy me."
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On the vast ocean, a naval warship was sailing on its way to the Navy G1 Branch.
This branch is located near the Red Earth Continent and is the only way from the New World to the Holy Land.
At this time, on the warship, a scientist with his head flattened and replaced with a floating apple head was standing on the deck, looking at the group of whales floating out of the sea.
If you can see a group of whales, it means you are not far from the G1 branch.
Vegapunk took a breath and sighed sadly, repeating this over and over again.
The sound of slurping noodles could be heard nearby.
Admiral Kizaru, wearing a yellow striped suit and a navy cloak of justice, sat by the mast. Borsalino swallowed the food in his mouth and did not make any comments on Vegapunk's sorrow.
However, Zhan Taomaru, who was eating a rice ball next to him, could only complain helplessly.
"Uncle Punk, you insisted on coming here, why are you sighing now?"
"What do you know? That guy is an alien. I wonder how much advanced technology he possesses that we don't have!"
Vegapunk said excitedly, "I must confront the Five Elders and make it clear to them face to face—you can't win this battle, especially since they want to include those pacifists—they haven't considered the seriousness of the problem at all. I even doubt that man can forcibly control the machine we created by overstepping his authority!"
"Is that possible?"
Zhan Taowan didn't care.
He watched those pacifists being produced one by one, and knew very well that the essence of pacifists was just a bunch of mechanical parts.
As for that Yale, the control ability he showed was only over humans, but humans are not machines. Pacifists don’t even have a brain, only a bunch of data processing... what is that called?
"CPU," Vegapunk explained. "More efficient than the human brain, but also simpler. In a sense, pacifists are even easier to control than humans..."
"Yes, that's true."
A voice of agreement sounded in my mind.
Vegapunk didn't react at first, thinking that Zhan Taomaru had finally gotten the idea, and nodded with relief.
"As long as you understand... that's good..."
As he turned his head to look at Zhan Taomaru, the scene in front of Vegapunk quickly disappeared.
The blue sea, the wooden ship and its mast, Kizaru and Sentaomaru sitting beside the mast...
Just like a photo that fades rapidly over time, when everything is gone, all that is left is a blank piece of photo paper.
Standing in a pure white space, Vegapunk raised his hand in surprise and found that he had faded into black, white and gray.
Not far in front of him, the only brightly colored person in this space was sitting on a floating metal chair, leisurely admiring his performances.
His red hair and golden eyes clearly revealed his identity.
Pirate Captain Yale, the alien who descended from outer space.
Cold sweat broke out on Vegapunk's forehead. He really wanted to have a technological exchange with this alien, but not now.
He clearly remembered that he was standing on the deck of the warship just a second ago, without any feeling of movement. How did he suddenly come here?
Is it teleportation, a technology that only exists in my imagination?
Or some other high-tech that he couldn't even understand at this stage?
"Don't think about it, we are communicating at the consciousness level now."
At this moment, the man spoke, and his voice was exactly the same as the previous voice of approval.
Yale explained: "Your brain body is on Future Island. I connected to the port there. In simple terms, I entered your brain."
As Yale explained, Vegapunk's eyes became brighter, "I see!"
He excitedly said, "Mind sharing!"
Words that are difficult for ordinary people to understand are easy for him to understand.
"I know! I once had an idea - the sharing of human brains - if one day in the future all of humanity can use punk records together, we can create an ocean of knowledge far beyond my own brain!"
Vegapunk has been working on this concept for a long time.
The first person he experimented on was himself, splitting his personality into six and letting them share one brain.
In fact, this is easy to understand. It is equivalent to these six people being able to read books in the same library.
The results of the experiment are also very encouraging.
He now has six clone assistants who help him complete the huge workload that he could not accomplish alone.
When talking about the field of science, Vegapunk gets excited and talks endlessly.
The opponent on the other side was even an alien with a much higher level of technology than his own, which made him even more excited.
While listening to his incessant chatter, Yale lazily changed to a more comfortable position, and then interrupted him without mercy.
"Shut up, you're being too talkative."
Vegapunk was immediately speechless.
His lips seemed to be stuck together with glue and could not be separated no matter how hard he tried.
"Your intelligence is beyond my expectations, and everything you record in your mind is very useful to me. Thanks to you, I now understand this world a little better."
Yale first praised Vegapunk, which was indeed what he wanted to say.
He learned a lot of information from Vegapunk's brain that was hidden by the World Government and not known to the world.
"But so what? Under the World Government, you can't achieve anything, let alone benefit the planet."
Yale scoffed, "You want everyone to live a good life, you want to use technology to change life, but what have you accomplished? Has your GP Flowers brought true peace to the world? And how many islands with harsh climates have you installed your island-wide air conditioners?"
Having read almost all of Vegapunk's memories, Yale knew very well what the scientist's weakness was.
Every word he said was heart-wrenching, and every question he asked hit Vegapunk's sore spot.
Vegapunk, who was a genius since birth, designed many drawings when he was a teenager.
However, without funds and practical technology, many of his ideas had to go to waste, and the drawings were just drawings, unable to become real technologies that would benefit the people.
Now, Vegapunk has funds and manpower, but lacks sufficient freedom.
His invention was in the hands of the government and could never truly fall into the hands of the people.
However, although this is the reality, there is at least hope in Vegapunk's heart.
As long as I continue to research, these technologies will come in handy one day.
"So when exactly is it?" Yale asked directly.
"Wait until your savior, the legendary sun god, comes to save you?"
"There is no savior." Vegapunk was not angered by his ridicule.
"You don't understand. Only by joining the World Government can I continue my research. It's too expensive. The government can provide me with the funding, talent, and research materials I want."
Moreover, compared to those pirates or other forces, at least the World Government is positive on the surface.
Even if they took away his research results, they would mostly arm the navy, which would at least be a good thing for civilians.
"Although I haven't seen your hometown in person, I've speculated that the level of technology in your hometown must be very high. All kinds of manual labor have been replaced by machines. With sufficient energy, people can live a life of ease and comfort without even having to work..."
Vegapunk sighed, "But here, we can't even afford to eat or wear food. We can't think as far ahead as you do."
Yale stared at Vegapunk for a while, his golden eyes glowing slightly and with a cold smile.
"So, I have come here. I will rule you on behalf of the World Government and bring you true equality and order."
He raised his hand and swiped it in the air, and a surveillance screen like a screen appeared in front of Vegapunk.
"I originally wanted to go to Future Island to find you, but who told you to go to the warship? Look, your Future Island has been occupied by me, and everyone on it is now under my control."
Vegapunk was very familiar with the island that was speeding across the sea.
He was shocked and looked at Yale in horror, then at the screen.
The screen not only shows a bird's-eye view of the island, but also many detailed views.
The robotic animals he developed were controlled, and his six clones were tied up, but the researchers were still doing their work calmly as if nothing had happened.
"Well, now the only thing missing is you announcing that you're joining me."
Yale boasted proudly, like a child showing off his newly bought toy, saying, "You can only play with it if you call me boss."
Vegapunk took a deep breath and asked with some confusion.
"With your strength, there's no need to ask for my opinion, right?"
Yale raised his eyebrows slightly and said it lightly as a matter of course.
"I have no choice. I have always had great respect for scientists."
The author has something to say:
One of the most hotly debated topics on the Star Network is whether Captain Yale of the Eternal Night Pirates has picked up the legacy of the upgraded civilization?
This is also the reason why they never tire of praising Yale. They hope to obtain the technology left by advanced civilizations from Captain Yale, and Captain Yale does have a precedent of handing over high-dimensional technology to lower civilizations.
There is no contradiction in the fact that they fear him and yet flatter him.
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