Pluton Blueprints, the Mera Mera no Mi's Ownership, Return to Blue Star

A semicircular energy barrier, like a giant overturned bowl, shut out the moon's desolation and deathly silence.

Franky lay on the operating table, his mechanical limbs reflecting the cold white light. His body now resembled a meticulously assembled industrial product: red spherical joints connected to his shoulders, light-blue cubes formed his forearms, his hands had been completely rebuilt into red mechanical structures, and incredibly, a normal-sized mechanical hand was nested inside each palm.

Shaka operated the scanner with three mechanical arms at once, beams sweeping across Franky's body.

"How does it feel?"

"SUPER—awesome!"

Franky gave his signature thumbs-up. "This body feels like it was tailor-made for me!

Dawn stood nearby, the corner of his mouth curling slightly. He had personally brought about the scene before him. Since Franky was being modified anyway, Dawn had simply turned him directly into the version from two years later in the original story. He did not understand the principles behind it, but he still remembered the appearance and some basic functions.

After lingering for a moment, Dawn turned and headed toward the other side of the camp. Vegapunk's main body stood before a holographic table, his fingers rapidly swiping through the air to retrieve streams of data. Formulas scrolled across the light screen too quickly for the naked eye to follow, like a torrential digital downpour.

The technology recovered from the ancient city of Birka had captivated him. He could hardly wait to fully master it.

Dawn walked to the table and placed a stack of blueprints beside the light screen. The edges of the paper had yellowed and curled, and the top page bore that forbidden name in ancient writing—Pluton.

"Doctor, these are Pluton's blueprints. See if you can replicate the weapon systems on them."

Before Tom left, realizing that he could not