Sea Circle Calendar, December 31, 1529.
The atmosphere in the core experimental zone of Giant Turtle Floating Island was tense yet fervent.
After expending enormous funds and using a large number of "willingly cooperative" pirates as test subjects, the improvements to cyborg technology for adults, led by Vegapunk himself, were finally declared complete.
Naturally, there had been no shortage of fools who tried to turn on them after gaining power, but without exception, Adams had instantly killed them with thunderous methods before they could pose a threat, using blood to extinguish any potential unrest.
The moment Adams received the news, he brought the women of his inner circle over. A boost in potential was a matter that concerned one's very foundation, so naturally, those closest to and most trusted by him had priority.
Inside the spacious laboratory, all kinds of cutting-edge equipment glimmered with a faint light. The women gathered nearby, talking quietly.
Reiju seemed to have initially integrated into the group. She occasionally wore a contented smile and got along very well with the other girls around her.
Adams did not join their conversation. He walked up to Vegapunk and confirmed once more.
"Doctor, are you certain the improved technology can be safely put into practical use? I want no room for error."
Vegapunk adjusted his apple-shaped helmet, his expression serious.
"Theoretically, it is absolutely viable. The original version was embryonic modification. I optimized it for adults, and the effects are even stronger. However, the process is extremely painful. This is an act that defies nature—forcefully replacing every cell in the body. Those lacking sufficient willpower may suffer a mental breakdown."
Adams nodded, turned around, and swept his gaze over the gathering of beauties. Everywhere his gaze passed, the women fell silent.
"Who wants to go first?"
The room