I'm a pirate, the navy boss is looking at me

Chapter 103 Zombies
Devil's Triangle
Sefin didn't care about encountering the terrifying three-masted sailboat at all. After all, Moria probably wasn't enough to fight with one hand, but the prototype of this place is the Bermuda Triangle. Do you know if there are any weird things in it?

"What's going on? Why are so many of my machines out of order?" Vegapunk emerged from the laboratory and saw the foggy sky: "Hey, isn't this the legendary triangle? "

"Congratulations, you got it."

"Woohoo!" The man cheered: "Then shall we explore the way out from inside?"

Why are you so excited? Do researchers always have this attitude when they encounter unknown situations?
"No, the permanent pointer will not be affected, we will speed up and rush out."

"Hey~"

"Even if you put on a protesting expression, it's useless. Now is not the time to satisfy your curiosity. I will bring you here in the future."

Although "Che" is still a little reluctant in his heart, Vegapunk is also a person who judges the situation. Only two people in this kind of place will indeed encounter all kinds of troubles.

"It's good to understand, why are you so excited?"

Serfin looked at where the other party's finger was pointing to, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised: "Isn't this much safer?"

The huge 'island' floats slowly on the sea, and the black flag has a skull with onion hair and a pair of flaming bat wings.

"Pirate ship?"

"Well, it's the ship of an acquaintance of mine."

"You know someone in this shitty place? A woman?" Vegapunk looked contemptuous.

"Man, what do you think of me?"

It's just that I don't know if he knows me well.

The fist was squeezed and creaked.

It is estimated that he will be willing to get acquainted with me.

"Wait, this sea current?" The doctor lay on the side of the boat, watching the sea water gradually speeding up, and turned his head to look at the huge mouth with teeth bared.

Is that the entrance to the pirate ship?The people who built this boat are somewhat wicked.

Vegapunk turned around and ran into the operating room, and pressed hard on the sophisticated instrument: "Overclocking mode is activated."

The external wheels were running at high speed, and the hull was forcibly adjusted in the irregular sea current.

"Then, go ahead!"

The booster sprayed out energy like a wind cannon, and the speed of the warship increased again under the adjustment of Vegapunk, and rushed into the huge mouth in one breath, leaving the three-masted ship without even a chance to react .

"Lord Moriah, a strange ship has come in."

"Strange?"

"Well, not only is it not a common mass-produced type, it is not even the exclusive ship of any general in the records."

The seven-meter-tall fire onion sits on a throne. It looks like a demon, with two horns on its forehead, extremely sharp ears and teeth, and cross-shaped sutures from the head to the neck that resemble sutured wounds. It wears a shirt with a bat-like collar and Costumes of gothic art.

The man repeatedly confirmed: "Hehehehe, are you sure it's the Navy?"

"It is impossible to admit that it is indeed the flag of the Navy."

Hmm. It stands to reason that no one dares to pretend to be a naval ship on the great route, especially when it is so swaggering on the sea.

"What is the landmark of the ship?"

"My lord, it is a black dragon head."

dragon?What were those lieutenant generals I remember being difficult to deal with?The khaki dog head is Karp.

Pink bunny.

monkey.

chicken.

An unremarkable standard warship.

No.
It couldn't be that God of Plague crashed into my house just after taking away the scheduled ship, right?
How could such a coincidence happen to me.

"Forget it, I'll go see it myself."

"It's kind of like a house of horrors." Vegapunk was carrying a huge tool bag, pushed his eyes, and bent down to touch the soil under the dead tree: "I always feel like something will come out."

Maybe it will be a few years later.

Sefin doesn't remember the exact time point very clearly, but it should be that the zombies were produced in batches after the legendary Haubak joined, so there should be no need to worry about a hand emerging from the ground and grabbing her ankle at the moment.
咚

The dry palm broke through the ground, turned around at a strange angle in the air, and then pressed the ground.

The mummified body wrapped in bandages exposed its head from the ground.

"Okay, you have to sleep at home obediently at night." The man's powerful big hands pressed the corpse into the ground without any explanation, and he quietly ignored the sound of bone cracking.

Almost got slapped in the face.

The production speed of the zombies was a bit beyond my expectation, and Sefin didn't dare to judge it completely according to the original work, after all, there was still a variable of his own.If Moria was allowed to hoard for ten or eight years, it would be more than enough for this wave of corpses to occupy several islands.

"Oh! This is a zombie? Is it a person with abilities, or a special creature?" Vegapunk's eyes that were shining brightly turned cold in an instant. He took off his funny round-frame glasses, revealing a delicate face. serious.

"What happened suddenly?"

"Hey, Sephine, is this thing made by your friend too?"

"Friend? Oh, the one I just said, it's actually just that I know them, in the reward order." I have never seen the other party so serious, so the joke will naturally stop here.

"This thing should be made by a doctor who has experienced many battles. This suture technique can be seen at a glance. Seeing that you haven't understood it yet, let me ask you a question. You will go further after killing the enemy. Playing with his dead body?"

"How could I do such a perverted thing"

Vegapunk closed his eyes and bowed slightly, which seemed to be a kind of etiquette: "Whether it is a scientist or a doctor, no matter how insane his research is, there must be a bottom line after all. This zombie is stitched from different corpses, so The technique is simply a defilement of the dead."

"Is that so?" Sefin could understand the other party's mood.

Don't look at the doctor's usual unreliable appearance, but he will not appoint too many assistants for any dangerous experiments, let alone let them be the front-line operators.

Even some whimsical ideas, such as artificial humans and body transformation, are only theoretically drawn up, and he asks the target's opinion when putting into the plan.

To put it simply, even if I clearly understand how insane I am, I will completely maintain my bottom line as a human being in the end.

It looked like he hated the results of such an experiment.

"To play such a game on a person who has died in the ground without even obtaining the consent of his family or himself during his lifetime."

Serphine patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Vegapunk, the person who did this will get the punishment he deserves."

"Well, I'll leave it to you."

After carefully burying the stitched body, Sephine didn't know what to say as she watched in a depressing atmosphere.

"I said Sephine."

"what happened?"

"Before you die, remember to tell the General of the Warring States Period that every corner of the corpse must be handed over to me for research."

Why don't you give me back my emotion!
　The exact time when Moriah entered the Devil's Triangle was 1510. At that time, he met Howubak, who was able to make zombies for him. I made it a little earlier. Someone should be able to guess his use for the protagonist. ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)