Laughing Clown in Pirates

Chapter 92
In addition to the three masters and apprentices Tom and the garbage trucks that regularly deliver garbage, the water city garbage dump welcomed many guests today.

Pansdam walked through the stinky garbage dump with an ugly face, his head slightly lowered, staring at the ground intently.

It rained again in the early hours of this morning, and the uneven ground of the garbage dump made the foul-smelling sewage gather into small puddles.

These puddles come in all colors, most are tan, and some are turquoise, red, blue, and even white.Stepping into a puddle could have done catastrophic damage to the expensive suit Pansdam was wearing.

Maybe the more you worry about something, the more it will happen.

Pansdam stepped on the thin iron sheet next to him to avoid the puddle.The iron sheet slipped on the wet ground, and the unbalanced Pansdam fell on his back. The sewage splashed happily on his expensive suit and crawled into his short light purple hair.

Although he is the highest officer of CP5, Pansdam's power value is only 9, which is not as good as that of an ordinary navy.

"Ah!!!" Seeing his chief lying helplessly and furiously in the dirty muddy water of the garbage dump, the CP5 agent on the side hurriedly pulled him up.

A stench emanated from Pansdam's body, almost making the CP5 agent vomit.

"Let's go, we have to finish the mission of Lord Willibald Saint quickly, and get out of this ghostly place!" Pansdam took out the handkerchief in his suit pocket and wiped his face hastily, the stench of sewage almost made people spit out.

"Where does that Tom live in this dump!" Pansdam stomped a few times, splashing mud and water onto the trouser legs of the agent standing beside him.

Moving away silently, the agent listened with his ears. Hearing is often more useful than sight among the constantly moving mountains of garbage in the garbage dump.Where Tom lived, there was the constant banging and humming of blowers heating the furnace.

"Over there, Mr. Pansdam!"

"Let's go! Get that nasty boatman out of the damn dump."

Ding!The heavy hammer fell down, and the hollow iron block made into the shape of a rail was not deformed at all. After a violent vibration, it was intact.

"Successful!" Behind Tom, the eyes of his two apprentices lit up.This is the look of a craftsman adoring a great work of craftsmanship and nothing else.

"No, it still failed!" Tom shook his head, the vibration time of the iron block was too short, which also meant that the iron block was not tough enough to be used as a sea rail.

The sea train, a product that only exists in fantasy at present, has never been the difficulty in manufacturing the train, as long as the train is made light enough, the internal combustion power problem that other boatmen are difficult to solve is not a problem for Tom.

The difficulty lies in the sea rails. The sea rails are buried under seawater. The constant temperature of seawater avoids the expansion and contraction caused by temperature differences, but it also has to face the corrosion of seawater. Bringing forth force everywhere.

What Tom wants to do is to resist the terrible tsunami called "Water Gods". It is the hope of the city of water, not a piece of rubbish scrapped after a few months of trial operation.

At this time, his two apprentices had other emotions. They were grateful for the failure of the railroad track, but also regretted the failure of the railroad track.The former is because the two of them are Tom's apprentices. Once the sea train is completed, Tom will face the death penalty again. The latter is because they are also boatmen, but it is a pity that a great creation failed again.

"Replace the main metal and recreate the alloy!" Tom let go of his tightly locked brows and said with a long breath after taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Teacher Tom, that means all our hard work this month has been in vain!" Frankie said excitedly.

"Why is it in vain? We have ruled out an impossible option." Tom laughed loudly: "A resounding man just keeps trying until the experiment reveals the truth!"

"Frankie, Espagu! Let's start again, this time using tungsten as the main metal!"

"Yes!" Franky and Espagu responded in unison.

"The rubbish works happily at the dump!" At this moment, a disgusting voice came from outside the processing plant.The factories, which smell of oxidized metal from the steel industry, reeked of filth.

The person who came was wearing a black coat with a star and cross representing the world government printed on the left chest of the coat. He had curly purple hair and was wet and emitting a stench.

Among a group of agents dressed in the same costume as himself, he walked up to the huge murloc boatman Tom, looking up at the fat fish murloc with horns.

"Tom the murloc boatman, here is a notice from the world government to you!" Pansdam groped on his wet chest, the paper document stuck in the right pocket of his suit.

Tom held his breath nervously, breaking out in a cold sweat. 'It's a pity, the dream of saving the water capital can't be realized in the end? '

Behind Tom, Franky silently adjusted the robotic cannon on his arm, preparing for government officials to launch an attack and take Tom away forcibly once the trial was announced.

Espagu was so calm that he didn't say a word, just staring at Pansdam coldly.

Pansdam finally pulled out the document from his wet pocket.

He read the content aloud: "Boatman Tom, you are now ordered to suspend the sea train plan and follow the dragonman Willibald St. to the Chambord Islands. As the designer of the No. 33 Island Amusement Park in the Chambord Islands, participate in the design of the No. 33 island tour paradise."

After reading the content, Pansdam laughed mockingly: "I'm glad I didn't come to arrest you today, Tom!"

"The amusement park in the Chambord Islands is different from your big sea train. You may be famous in the world for creating this great amusement park for the Tianlong people!"

"Perhaps Lord Willibald Saint is happy, and maybe he will spare you the guilt?"

"Cut... who cares!" Frankie couldn't help but retorted.

Pansdam suddenly drew out the long knife at his waist and pointed it at Franky.

"Ivory Assault!" The elephant knife that had eaten the devil fruit suddenly extended, stabbing towards Frankie unstoppably.

boom!With a bang, Franky's hand cannon shattered, and his arm was almost cut off by the elephant knife.

Tom, the boatman, opened his big hand at this time, and held the thrusting elephant knife. The huge force in his hand made the elephant knife unable to change again.

'This guy's strength is more terrifying than a giant elephant! '

Pansdam looked nervously at the tall Tom: "Tom, are you going to attack the officials of the world government!"

"I don't mean that, I just want to appease your lord's anger." Tom smiled and opened his hand holding the elephant sword.

The elephant sword returned to the shape of an ordinary sword, and Pansdam put the sword back into its sheath.

The look of panic quickly faded from his face, and he returned to his high-spirited look.

He looked around the junk metal processing factory for a week, and raised his chin: "Pick up your trash and go to see Lord Willibald Saint, don't make him wait too long."

After speaking, Pansdam turned and left with the agents.

"Master Tom, what should we do now?" Espagu asked his teacher.

"Pack up your things, the will of the Celestial Dragons is irresistible!" Tom said with a frown.

If the dragon man didn't know the secret of the ancient weapon "Pluto" that day, it might be a good thing.With the wealth and power of the Draconians, he can produce the desired metal alloy more quickly.

The three of them packed things in the processing factory converted from the garbage room. After they were almost done, Tom called Esbagu away.

"Aigubas, today I entrust this thing to you." Tom pulled out the blueprint of Hades from his arms.

800 years ago, the shipwrights in the capital of water worked together to build the huge battleship Pluto. They kept the blueprints and passed them down from generation to generation until they were handed down to Tom.

Life and death are unknown, so Tom had to pass on the drawing of Pluto.

His two apprentices, although Franky is more talented but has a wild temper, while Espagu is calm, wise and rational, and is more suitable for keeping the blueprints of Hades.

"Master!" Aiguas took the Pluto design with trembling hands: "I will protect it with my life!"

"No, Aiguas! Your life is more important than it. If you can't protect it, destroy it!" Tom laughed: "It should not exist in this world."

Frankie volunteered to meet the Draconians with Tom, and perhaps go to Chambord Islands together.

The two hired a boat pulled by Niuyu, put the furnace and metal blocks into the boat, and walked along the river to the high place where the Tianlong people lived.

Aiguas, who was in charge of the finishing work of the processing plant, stayed in the processing plant. He finally looked back at the empty processing plant and locked the gate of the processing plant with a thicker chain.

Turning the key with his fingers, Aiguas whistled happily.

His footsteps became more cheerful as he walked, and he even jumped with his feet high, one foot on the ground and one foot bent, while his right hand was raised and rotated for two weeks. This is a ballet posture.

Among the rubbish mountains, above the colorful puddles, he danced a ballet.

After bowing to the deserted mountain of garbage, the bent Aibabas straightened up and raised his head.

The face was no longer that of Ecubas, it was long, with a double chin and eyes painted in triangles.

The face was grinning now, smiling triumphantly.

"The blueprint of the ancient weapon Pluto is so easy to get!"

"Mentor, he... is really scary!"

(End of this chapter)