Pirates: How Many Divisions Do the Five Elders Have? The Real Danger
Ma Qiao, along with Heimerdinger, inspected the Shurima Town.
The scorching sun made his large head feel hot.
Ma Qiao had to have Tahm Kench use Recall and Teleport to bring ice to cool down Heimerdinger's incredibly powerful head.
"My master, the sunshine resources here are very abundant. My suggestion is to vigorously develop photovoltaic power generation and artificial starch synthesis technology, however—..."
Heimerdinger extended his claws, and the familiar scene unfolded. "This will require approximately 150 billion Beli in research funding."
"150 billion Beli is equivalent to about 7 or 8 billion yuan, of course, that was 7 or 8 billion yuan in the 1990s."
Even so, if anyone could guarantee that they could develop artificial starch with such a small amount of money and use it for commercial purposes, capital from all over the world would go crazy for it.
Scientists who can achieve this are truly exceptional and it is no exaggeration to say that they will receive special protection and funding from the state.
In contrast, at this moment, all Ma Qiao wanted to do was kick this unparalleled scientist in the buttocks with his size 46 shoe.
"If I really had 150 billion Beli, I would have gone to Mary Geoise and wiped out the Celestial Dragons long ago. Who would want to grow vegetables in this desert!"
Ma Qiao pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Leaving aside the artificial starch synthesis project, how much investment would be needed just for photovoltaic power generation?"
"That depends on what you want to achieve, Master. If you just want to maintain electricity for a few thousand people, I can hand-make silicon wafers and circuit boards for you this afternoon," Heimerdinger said confidently.
"Furthermore, I'd like to relocate part of the laboratory to this town. What do you think, Master?"
Ma Qiao frowned. "You know this place; there are definitely spies from the Alabasta royal family and Crocodile. Building a laboratory around them will be an extremely time-consuming and laborious task."
"But the electricity on Whiskey Peak is no longer sufficient to support my research."
Heimerdinger scratched his tousled hair in frustration and said, "Whiskey Peak has recently experienced several large-scale power outages, which are severely impacting my experimental research."
Upon hearing Heimerdinger's words, Ma Qiao realized that his electricity bill had been rising exponentially over the past two months.
So it was this kid who did it.
It's all thanks to Igaram, whose intelligence is extremely questionable. Otherwise, he would have already aroused suspicion like some dismemberment maniacs who were discovered because of skyrocketing water bills.
"Okay, so the first step in everything is to build a brand new underground laboratory in this desert."
Once you know what needs to be done, you'll have a clear direction.
In theory, excavating a large number of caves and forming a solid underground space in a short period of time requires a large construction team.
In the East Blue, the Big Bird Consortium's East Blue Branch Construction Co., Ltd., which is undertaking the reconstruction of the 16th Branch, is currently building an industrial park in Syrup Village, Usopp's hometown.
Transferring them to Alabasta to build tunnels would not only be a long journey, but also raise concerns about secrecy.
Ma Qiao couldn't possibly bury all these workers under the sand like Qin Shi Huang did when he built his mausoleum.
Fortunately, League of Legends is lacking in many things, but it doesn't lack support characters with unique skills.
To seriously cultivate a combatant, such as Tahm Kench, involves spending money on upgrades, skins, and equipment; the amount of money required would be astronomical.
However, if a hero is simply used as a utility character like Teemo, recruiting him only costs 63 million Beli.
For Ma Qiao now, although it's still expensive, it's not a huge financial blow.
Rek'Sai, the Rek'Sai, is known as the ugliest female champion in League of Legends. (Although many claim they could try her out.)
In the lore, she used her superb burrowing skills to create many caves around Nuririma, where she lived and bred, attacking passing caravans and travelers.
In the world of One Piece, Ma Qiao will attempt to tame Queen Rek'Sai and become the guardian beast of Norima.
Or rather, it's a construction tool beast that can be exploited at will, exposed to wind and rain without a care, and will never run away with its bucket.
The New World.
Unknown sea area.
Dozens of enormous warships, as large as islands, flew high the banner of justice, stretching across the sea like a dense meteor shower streaking across the sky.
Beside these massive warships were several distinctive pirate ships.
The most eye-catching of them all was undoubtedly the large pirate ship, a fiery red like a blazing fire, with a Doflamingo head adorning its prow. (See picture)
The owner of this ship is none other than the Heavenly Yaksha Donquixote Doflamingo, whose style is exactly like this flamboyant vessel. (See picture)
At that moment, Donquixote Doflamingo, dressed in a flamboyant Doflamingo coat, stood at the bow of the ship and ordered his family's officers to bring the ship alongside.
The ship he docked at was not some warship carrying old people and women.
That was also a pirate ship.
Although it's relatively small and its color isn't particularly flashy, the two enormous Banana Crocodiles pulling the pirate ship still make it look quite Haki. (See picture)
Donquixote Doflamingo flashed his signature smile, raised his hands, and an invisible, transparent tuft of silk shot out like Spider-Man, tightly binding the mouths of the two Banana Crocodiles.
You bastard!
Crocodile, a cigar dangling from his lips, emerged from the shadows.
He swung his left arm, which was fitted with a hook.
A swathe of yellow sand, like a blade made of sand, suddenly sliced across, cutting the invisible threads in half.
The Banana Crocodiles were finally free, but when they looked at the red figure, the fear before them made them tremble uncontrollably.
"You bastard, how dare you hurt my lovely pet! I'm in a really bad mood today!"
Crocodile stared intently at Donquixote Doflamingo, exhaling a smoke ring. "Do you want to fight me?"
"Fufu, who told you to go so fast? I just wanted to stop it."
Donquixote Doflamingo threw his head back and laughed loudly.
He lifted his pointed leather shoes, more fashionable than any woman's, and placed them on the edge of the boat, stretching out his arms toward Crocodile:
"Crocodile, Whitebeard and the others are old now; their era has passed."
Even a kid like Shanks has become a sea emperor.
Don't you feel resentful?
Let's join hands to create a new era. I admire you so much.
"Don't joke around, I won't cooperate with anyone."
Crocodile scoffed dismissively, "You should go find someone else."
"Other people?"
Donquixote Doflamingo laughed heartily and pointed to the tall man standing on the Marine warship, holding a Bible and quietly basking in the sun:
"You mean guys like this, loyal dogs of the Navy, even willing to turn themselves into monsters?"
Or perhaps it's that eerie bat that repeatedly refuses to be summoned and hides in the mist year after year?
Or perhaps you're suggesting I cooperate with women or lowly Fish-Man Race?
Why don't you try looking for that guy?
Crocodile wore a mocking smile.
Following his gaze, Donquixote Doflamingo turned his head.
Among those sailboats, each larger than the last, was a tiny, almost negligible sampan.
Its coffin-like shape looked ridiculous.
But Donquixote Doflamingo couldn't laugh; when he saw the ship, his expression immediately turned ugly.
"Ha ha"
Crocodile let out a contemptuous laugh:
"You look so cowardly! If you ever get beaten up, you might consider becoming my underling."
"Hmph, you bastard Renekton, I'll get you one day, just you wait!"
Donquixote Doflamingo's face turned ashen.
Crocodile lost interest in continuing the conversation with this annoying fellow and turned to walk back into the shadows of the cabin.
"That man has grown old?"
Crocodile touched the scars on his body, which still ached faintly.
"Edward Newgate... Don't be ridiculous, he's a guy who's as powerful as a monster!"
Perhaps only legendary power, like that of Ancient Weapons, could surpass it!
Thinking of Ancient Weapons, Crocodile couldn't help but recall his Operation Utopia Plan.
"I wonder how that kid Ma Qiao is doing."
Crocodile's mind conjured up a sleepy, listless face, like Salted Fish waiting to die.
"I hope I haven't picked the wrong person..."
Crocodile rubbed his forehead, feeling as if he had made a fatal mistake.
As he pondered the matter, he grew increasingly uneasy.
From his walk-in closet, which was comparable to a woman's, Crocodile found a large cloak big enough to cover his face and activated the Visual Den Den Mushi.
"Nico Robin, what are you doing?"
"President, I'm getting rid of some unwanted furniture and expired tobacco, alcohol, and food."
As Crocodile watched the scene where Nico Robin directed workers to move pieces of expensive furniture, his eye twitched involuntarily.
That spendthrift woman.
That's why I hate women.
Crocodile shook his head.
Women like to buy new furniture; it's a trivial matter not worth fussing over.
For Crocodile, Nico Robin was priceless until he successfully deciphered the Ancient Script on the Poneglyphs.
He wouldn't yell at her, lest he provoke this woman, who was used to betrayal and hiding, into having any inappropriate thoughts.
Once the Poneglyph have been deciphered, we can simply give her the evil stab befitting a pirate.
"Alright, Nicole Robin, transfer me to Ma Qiao's Visual Den Den Mushi. I want to see how Mr. 7 and Miss Father's Day are doing."
"President, it's dangerous to contact an undercover agent without proper communication," Robin replied naturally.
"You don't understand Ma Qiao. I've known him for ten years, and I know that not contacting him is the real danger."
Crocodile said with a grim face, "I order you to contact him immediately and switch the camera!"