Rob Lucci's Confusion

Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ron."

Old Vic was still dressed as a butler in a tailcoat and white gloves. He gave Ron a slight bow.

He glanced at Caesar, who staggered along with lifeless eyes as though he had lost something important, then hesitated before asking,

"Ron... you didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Caesar's mental state did not look good. Besides the Five Elders, that person still had questions for him later!

"What could I have done to him?"

Ron smiled as he puffed on his cigar.

"I only told him an unacceptable reality. That's what happens when someone's beliefs collapse."

Caesar had fought desperately to become the number one scientist, only to realize that no one had ever taken him seriously.

That cruel reality was even harder for Caesar to accept than death.

"Is that... so?"

Vic hesitated, then stopped dwelling on it and said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter. Now that we have the Pure Gold, he really isn't worth paying attention to."

"I'll leave him to you, Mr. Vic."

Ron said, "I'm not part of the highest decision-making level yet, so I can't be bothered to get involved... Tell me where Vegapunk is. I need to speak with him."

"Yes, this old man understands."

After a pause, Vic pointed toward Pangu City. "The previous laboratory has been temporarily sealed off. Vegapunk should be over there now."

"Pangu City...?"

"They're really making full use of it!"

"If they leave it alone, they won't be able to hide the news for long. So, to maintain the illusion that the Celestial Dragons are still around, Pangu City has to remain lively every night."

Vic fell somewhat silent at that topic and waved his hand.

"Then, Azure Dragon Admiral, this