Chapter 3: Beika Bunka's Research Room

  The entire area fell silent, both pirates and marine soldiers alike.

  Hoboldy could understand their shock, in the era of "Pirate King", similar to their Earth's 15th century, only firearms were used at that time, pirates generally held flintlock pistols, even sniper rifles and repeating rifles were far less powerful than his sniper rifle, let alone the special explosive bullets he loaded, which could directly blow a head apart, probably no one had ever seen such a powerful firearm.

  However, Hobodi's back was still drenched in cold sweat. Just now, he had fired his gun in the Vas-filled space out of urgency, and surprisingly, there was no explosion. It had to be said that this was a fortunate event.

  Perhaps the gas component in the poisonous gas in the air is much lower than other elements, or perhaps it's a special passage unique to this world. In short, only those researchers know the specific composition, and as for the reason, Hobodi now just wants to escape, without time to think about these things.

  Looking at the D block, whether it was the pirate prisoners or the naval soldiers, the fearful expressions in their eyes, Hobodi shouldered his backpack and walked out of the door. It had only been about half an hour since the explosion. He headed towards the naval warship stationed near Pankhurst to seek help from the naval guards who were supposed to be protecting Begabongk. They shouldn't have left the island yet, and he wanted to get there before they did.

  To know, in the Punk Hazard Arc, after this incident of swallowing the island's ecosystem, the World Government chose to seal it off at first, and for two years afterwards, no one else would come except M·Kaiser·Kuroneko, and that guy was not even a good person.

  In this poisonous gas-filled Punkhazad, after two years, even if this body is much stronger than the original one on Earth, Hobodi still doesn't think he can survive.

  "We have to hurry up, and... I don't know if that thing is still here or not! If it's here, I'll definitely eat it."

  All the way back to the corridor in front of the huge gate of R66, the naval soldier who had been talking to him before had woken up and regained consciousness. Seeing him coming, he got up from the ground at the first time, looking at the backpack behind him with a hint of doubt.

  "Sorry, Begabong's anti-virus mask troops have taken everything away. We'll have to escape on our own!"

  "Rely on ourselves?" The naval soldier's eyes trembled with despair, "This is all the poisonous gas released by that Caesar guy, we can't escape at all."

  Hobbit looked at him and asked: "What's your name?"

  "Gar."

  "We need to escape now and board the military vessel guarded by Begabongk. Shouldn't there be a transportation facility in Building R66?"

  Gale nodded: "Yes, there is a transport vehicle. The control room is on the second floor of Building R66." A glimmer of hope appeared in Gale's eyes.

  "Control room you know where it is, then it's easy, can you operate it?" Hobodi asked again.

  The joy in Gare's eyes could no longer be concealed, and he nodded continuously: "Yes, Lieutenant!"

  "That's it, you go to the control room and open the door."

  "Yes!" Gal gave a salute and quickly ran off.

  Less than a few minutes after Gare left, the passage to Pankhurst's hideout in the middle of the grass hat gang opened on R66 building, and a huge transport truck was on the train track, looking still usable.

  Kaji returned to Hobodi's side and hesitated, saying: "Lieutenant, this transport vehicle can hold many people. There must be other companions in this research building..."

  "But there are also ferocious pirates, just you wait!" Hobodi retorted immediately.

  Jia'er fell silent, wanting to say something more, but the research institute was already filled with a suffocating toxic gas that made it hard to breathe, and in the end he gave up on words.

  "I'm going to Begabong's research room, you know where it is?"

  Jia pointed at a door not far away with a puzzled look on his face: "It's just over there."

  Hobodi's face was stunned, and he was speechless. He had been pondering the location of the door that M. Caesar Cron called the "secret room" for a long time, but it turned out to be just within arm's reach.

  Two people walked into the laboratory of Begabongke, under a wide test tube, separated by glass, an incomplete circular patterned fruit was placed there motionless.

  Hobodi's eyes were fixed intently on the fruit, his right fist clad in iron crashed down, and amidst the shattering sound of glass, Hobodi's right hand had already grasped the fruit.

  Gaul beside him looked puzzled and hesitant: "This artificial Devil Fruit, Dr. Vegapunk has already said it's a failed product, Lieutenant, do you want to eat...?"

  "No, I'm just a little hungry." He put the Devil Fruit to his mouth and Hopper bit into it without hesitation.

  Defective product? Hobodi didn't know if it was Begabong's miscalculation or pursuit of perfection that made him think this Devil Fruit had a flaw.

  But for Hopodi, it's clear that four years later, the development of this island, whether it's Trafalgar Law's surgical mastery, the three natural systems "Gas Fruit" M. Caesar Clown, "Snow-Snow Fruit" Monet, and "Smoke-Smoke Fruit" Smoker, or even the G5 base commander "Ghost Bamboo" Vergo's full-body aura, and Monkey D. Luffy's Conqueror Haki, makes his own body seem somewhat unimpressive.

  Monki D Luffy, not even twenty years old, and Trafalgar Law, who is also under thirty, with such terrifying potential, seem to be intimidated by Donquixote Doflamingo mentioned in the final chapter of Punk Hazard. What about the Four Emperors and the Three Admirals in this world?

  His physical body, apart from the basics, has not experienced any life-or-death battles, and some of his bodily treasures have not been brought into play. Facing people like Monkey D. Luffy, Trafalgar Law, and others, he would probably be defeated in one move. In the midst of these powerful existences, wanting to rise up in just four short years is, honestly, something Hopodi doesn't think can be caught up with.

  This artificial Devil Fruit, after being eaten by Tohno Usopp in the Punk Hazard Arc, transformed into an Eastern Dragon that could ride on clouds and fog.

  And as for himself, what would happen to him? The risk of the Devil Fruit... had been vaguely mentioned in the Punk Hazard Arc, but it hadn't been specifically stated how it would turn out. However, Law didn't need to know that; he swallowed it without hesitation, and now that he was in this era, he no longer had any way to retreat, even if he wanted to escape with his physical body.

  A wave of feces-like flavor hit the entrance, although Hobodi had never tasted feces before, but still had this feeling. This feeling... The Devil Fruit was tasteless, but that soft, mushy substance softer than banana made people think of disgusting feces at first glance.

  It was all swallowed into his stomach, and Hoboldi didn't feel anything unusual in his body for the first time, somewhat disappointed.

  Is it really failed?

  The naval soldier Gal next to him was also worried about this bold lieutenant, who had just walked away from Beigabonk's front foot and came to steal his research, although it was a failed product.

  But anyway, after all, when he was in despair, this unreliable superior at ordinary times calmly made him get out of the idea of giving up for the first time.

  I'll keep this confidential, Lieutenant.