Vegapunk stood in the main control room of the yellow submarine as it climbed toward the sky, accompanied by his five avatars. Through the enormous porthole, he watched the changes in the world outside and spoke with a faintly aged voice full of admiration.
"This is truly beautiful. Is this space?!"
In the pitch-black world before them, stars like dazzling gems filled the void. The sea beneath their feet grew ever smaller, while the moon steadily loomed larger.
Reiju, who had been tasked with bringing him to the moon, spoke gratefully beside him.
"We have to thank you, Mr. Vegapunk. With your abilities, you surely could have built a spacecraft like this, but you chose not to. You protected our lunar factory..."
With the technology Vegapunk possessed, building a spacecraft capable of reaching space over the past twenty years would not have been difficult for him. Yet he had not done so.
Vegapunk did not answer. Instead, he looked at the young Reiju and asked,
"You're Judge's daughter, aren't you?"
"Yes. My father often mentioned you to me. He said you were a great scientist, and that if not for protecting your homeland, Mechanism Island, you would never have served the World Government and the Marines."
"I truly envy Judge. He has such an outstanding daughter, as well as those young people who saved me. The new era's future is truly something to look forward to with young people like you! By the way, that young man who suddenly switched places with me and rescued me—Trafalgar Law—is the user of the Op-Op Fruit, isn't he?"
"Yes! To ensure your safety, Lord Ye Mu specifically had Law take part in this operation!"
"To entrust such an important fruit to a young man like him... Ye Mu truly has great faith in