Carlos could not tolerate anyone being above him, nor did he want to stand at the very top himself, but he could accept others standing on equal footing with him!
After awakening his Devil Fruit, Carlos became an Otaku, cooping himself up on Sun Moon Island every day to research and develop eyes of a higher level—mythical, fantastical eyes surpassing the Rinnegan and the Death-God's Eye. He was so immersed in it that he could not pull himself away!
Even his usual favorite wine, food, and women no longer held any appeal. The feeling of peering into the mysteries of the world was simply intoxicating. No wonder there were so many cultivation maniacs and research fanatics.
Another half year passed like this. One day, Kelly hurried to the mansion where Carlos lived and requested an audience with him.
After his Devil Fruit awakening, Carlos had completely handed over mundane affairs to the core Crewmates, as well as the management talents transferred from and recruited by the United States of Night. He no longer involved himself in any of it.
Since Kelly was in such a hurry to see him, something important must have happened. Otherwise, she would not have come to disturb him. Left with no choice, Carlos temporarily suspended his research. In any case, he had already found the right direction and gotten on track. He could slowly pile on the time later; sooner or later, he would develop it.
Carlos walked into the mansion's grand living room, where Kelly was anxiously pacing back and forth.
"Don't worry, Kelly. The sky isn't falling. Sit down, have some tea, and tell me slowly," Carlos said with a gentle smile.
"Captain, news just came in. We've found Vegapunk," Kelly said bluntly. How could she possibly be in the mood for tea?