"Hey, stop worshipping him! I'm about to die here, Queen!"
Caesar had once enjoyed all the limelight as the number two figure at Seagull Laboratory.
Who could have imagined that every last one of the others would end up doing better than him?
From Vegapunk, the world's most famous scientist, said to be five hundred years ahead of the world.
To Queen the Plague of the Beasts Pirates, and then the weapons factories spread throughout Wano Country.
Yet he could only scrape by in the cracks, becoming a rat in the Underworld.
"Shut up! You idiot, Caesar!"
Queen ignored Caesar's pleas and moved to throw his arms around Shane as soon as they met.
Still young, he wore his hair in a long braid and sported two little whiskers.
And this was supposed to be impossibly handsome?
Shane remembered how Queen, once older, always liked to say that he would be irresistibly charming if he slimmed down.
But he looked pretty average, practically a taller version of Apoo.
The two looked as though they had been born to the same parents.
With hearts in his eyes, Queen hovered around Shane.
He kept spouting all kinds of praise for the Tyrant.
He was practically another Bartolomeo.
"Tyrant, take me with you! I'll develop the most powerful weapons for you, and trash like Caesar is no match for me at all when he isn't in elemental form!"
Queen excitedly showed off the mechanical arm he had modified himself.
This was the most perfect technological achievement currently available!
"Enough talk. Take me to your research laboratory!"
If Shane wanted to transform himself into a perfect nonhuman capable of accommodating multiple Devil Fruits.
Then he would inevitably need this era's research into lineage factors and Clone Cyborg technology.
If he missed this opportunity, he