Become a revolutionary mentor from a pirate

"Ace...Ace."

"Hahaha! Remember Ace, from now on you can only call that guy an old bastard, and you must never call him grandpa, you know?"

"That old bastard wanted to raise my seniority out of thin air, but he had a very good idea!"

"You actually want to train my son to become a navy? What a bastard!"

Roger, who was cursing, hugged little Ace and pricked little Ace with his beard formed from ashes from time to time.

The child cried loudly when it hurt. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a few sticks and turned them into ashes.

Lu Jiu, who was on the side, looked at the father and son helplessly. When her eyes fell on the wisp of ashes, she couldn't help but sigh.

The resuscitation of the soul borrows the body. Although it is lucky to see one's lover again, such a body with cracks on the face is not a living body after all.

"It's okay Lujiu."

Roger turned back and grinned: "I am very satisfied to be able to see you again and see our son born."

Lujiu put the little toy in Ace's arms, which finally stopped the little guy's powerful crying.

"Thanks to Mr. Garp when we were in the South China Sea. If it weren't for him, Ace and I might have been discovered by the World Government."

Roger smiled and replied: "Although he has been fighting for half his life, that old guy is still very reliable at critical times. But..."

Having said this, Roger's eyes were serious.

"You can't tell him about my appearance, do you understand?"

In the South China Sea Incident, after the little boss's revolutionary army spread the information, although Garp immediately took Lujiu to avoid being rounded up, Roger knew Garp's character very well.

If he dies, Lujiu and Ace will be protected by him. But if he is still alive, then Garp's choice will change, and the little boss will also usher in the greatest investigation by the world government.

The resurrection of the dead would seriously challenge the nerves of that group of people.

You must know that your state is not the kind of zombie created by the Shadow Fruit, but that you are immortal and can use domineering energy, and your physical strength can be infinitely restored within a certain level.

Those on Mariejoia would never allow such a state of resurrection to exist.

"I see."

Lujiu looked at Roger: "Having completed one circumnavigation of the world, those words on the execution platform started the era of great pirates. To them, the dead Roger is the pirate king, and he will not be allowed to live."

As the wife of the Pirate King, the woman who was able to delay her pregnancy to twenty months was never a fool.

Ace fell asleep after a while.

Lujiu took it and took it back to the room. After placing it, she returned to the living room and sat down against Roger.

"Is there a way to escape?"

"nothing now."

"Is that so? Do you think the future will be that person's era?"

Roger laughed, looked at Lu Jiu's side face and said, "You are still so smart, even though I haven't told you anything."

Lujiu closed her eyes quietly: "I don't know what you said about Rav Drury, nor do I know who resurrected you with this ability. But I know your character and started the great pirate era without any purpose. , is definitely not something you would do.”

"After you were executed, the number of times I was robbed by pirates in the South China Sea and now the East China Sea, in non-joining countries or in joining countries, has more than doubled."

"The participating countries can request naval support, but too many people from non-joining countries will die. You, who have always made it a rule not to take action against civilians, must have your own purpose in that sentence."

Roger put his arm around Lu Jiu's shoulders: "The world has been silent for too long, eight hundred years. I just want to see that kind of future. Before this, I thought I was born too early, but now maybe my destiny has changed. ”

"The one who brought you back to life?"

Lu Jiu's tone was still as expected: "That's why you didn't find a way to escape, right? How could a person like you be willing to be manipulated?"

Roger's beard trembled: "The little boss is very mysterious, and his people and abilities are very mysterious. If it were me in the past, I would not accept such a resurrection even if I died, but my time has passed since Roger Town. "

As he spoke, Roger looked towards the bedroom, where his son Ace was sleeping soundly.

"The future is theirs. If the little boss succeeds, then Ace will be an excellent adventurer. If it fails...then twenty years in the future, Ace will inherit my will."

Roger made a fist.

With him here, his son must not be led astray by that old bastard Garp.

The son of the Pirate King becomes a navy?

How can it be?

The Adventure King and the second generation Pirate King can only be like this!

As night fell, Roger, who didn't need to sleep, just lay next to Lujiu with his eyes closed.

However, in the middle of the night, he suddenly opened it and then cautiously went out.

After he went out, Lujiu also woke up in the bedroom. She sighed and turned over to fall asleep again.

…

"Even if it's a vacation, you don't take it like this, right? What? You don't go to work?"

Kevin, who was wearing a mask, asked angrily. Seeing that Roger was still smiling, he could only use his trump card.

"I'll give you back the two million Baileys I gave you in advance, and you still want to get paid if you don't go to work? You're probably thinking shit!"

Roger pushed Kevin's hand back with a frown on his face: "Aren't you just waiting for that old bastard Garp to leave? I just met Dorag and the others. I took all the classes I was supposed to take, including answering questions in the ideological class. Full marks.”

Kevin snorted coldly: "That old bastard Garp didn't leave much Bailey, did he? Your child needs to be fed, your wife needs to take care of the baby, and you are a gangster who cannot show your face. If you don't go to work, are you waiting to starve to death? "

"Don't mention your ideological lessons to me. This body has not affected your ability to see, hear, and color. With the ability to listen to the voices of all things, you can see the essence of these things."

Roger coughed twice.

"Don't be so blunt... The central idea of ​​the Revolutionary Army is still very good. At least as far as I know, nearly 60% of the people have mastered the armed color, right?"

Speaking of which, Roger was about to change the subject, and took out a bounty card from his arms and unfolded it: "The little boss is very powerful. He is accused of trying to destroy the world, codenamed Cloak Man, and his appearance is unknown. The first bounty is 830,000,000 Wan Bailey, and it doesn’t matter whether he lives or dies, hahaha!”

Kevin already knew about this bounty in Malinfando. It stands to reason that the two Dracos are worth more than this amount of money.

But you must know that during this period, Bailey had not yet had inflation, and Whitebeard's bounty had not yet been raised.

In addition, the crime of killing two Tianlong people cannot be stated openly.

After glancing at the reward order, Kevin sighed and looked towards the cabin where Roger came out.

It seems that his existence has changed the childhood of a supporting character.

With the company of his parents and the guidance of Pirate King Roger, Ace's future will be completely different from the original.

Roger, who has already experienced death once, obviously thinks that he is already a person from the old era, just like Whitebeard during the war.

Only in this way can the two bonds of Windmill Village keep him from going out to cause trouble.

Under such circumstances, I'm afraid he wouldn't be happy to let him go to the Chambord Islands to guard him. I originally thought that the old guy Rayleigh would be here, and the two of them could work together for retirement.

"Then I can only arrange another task for you."

Kevin looked at Roger: "The training plan for the East China Sea Fire Seed, in conjunction with the arrangement of Ginny, the commander of the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army, the scope of the mission is within the East China Sea."

Roger was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands on his hips and replied with a smile: "Leave it to me, don't worry, I have the best grades in the ideological class, no problem!"

Kevin sighed: "As long as you don't cause trouble, you'll be lucky. You have to hide when Garp comes back. Remember to wear a mask when you go out every day!"

"In addition, the Kingdom of Goa to which Windmill Village belongs is a member of the World Government. The collection of Heavenly Gold will pass through here. I need you to pay attention to the collection time of Heavenly Gold."

Roger: "Is the little boss planning to steal the gold in the sky?"

Kevin replied: "After the Heavenly Gold is collected, it belongs to the World Government and is responsible for escorting safety. After being robbed, there will be no problem of collecting it again. As for their escort strength, the basic problem is not big."

As he spoke, Kevin handed a kunai to Roger: "This body of yours will not die, and your domineering power has not weakened. If you have the chance, put it in the gold in the sky that the Kingdom of Goa will hand over."

Roger took the kunai: "It seems that the little boss has been prepared for it."

Kevin glanced at him: "What do you think a revolution is? Thought, strength, and economy are all indispensable. Everyone has his or her own family, needs to eat and drink, and burns himself when hungry? Can someone like you abandon your family? Not many people abandon their children and go to sea.”

These words made Roger choke.

He could refute other things, but he really couldn't refute this.

But aren’t all men on the sea like this?

"That's why I keep seeing that you are unhappy. Go back to sleep and remember to raise your son better."

As soon as the words fell, Kevin disappeared directly from the spot.

Under the cover of night, Roger threw away the kunai in his hand.

Speaking of which, that old bastard Garp’s son is also a homeless person, so...

Expect Ace to provide for him in his old age?

How can it be repaired?

——

The Grand Line, Baldigo, the White Earth Island.

Bega Punk, who has been brought here for more than a week, has long lost the smile he used to have on his face.

On a deserted land, a group of young people who seemed to have endless strength, including several superhuman Devil Fruit users, were building the research institute he needed.

Because of the participation of capable people, the construction speed was very fast, but this was not what Vegapunk wanted.

"Bear!!!"

The big bear who was carrying it with the power of the Meat Ball Fruit tensed up and walked to the other side as if he hadn't seen it.

However, although Vegapunk with his big head couldn't catch up, he pointed at him and yelled: "Run again! If you run again, I will go on strike and quit!"

Well.

Helpless, the bear could only stop and walked over, scratched his head and asked: "Um...what is the doctor's order? Have you slept well these days?"

Vegapunk stared at him: "Sleep well? How can I sleep well? When I came here, I said this was no problem, and that was definitely possible, but now?"

"Scanning electron microscope, energy spectrometer, high temperature factor testing machine, synchronous analyzer..."

The series of names of professional instruments made Daxiong's brain almost shut down. God knew he could memorize this series of nouns.

The main reason was that it was repeated dozens of times every day, and he was familiar with it no matter how difficult it was to say it, but it also meant that he wanted to hide when he heard Vegapunk say this, just like that guy Dorag.

Why am I a meat ball fruit? Why is the ability of the meat ball fruit not to turn into meat faster, but to be able to knock objects away?

After talking about the instruments for nearly ten minutes, Vegapunk stared with his little eyes: "I can't start working without these things! And where are O'Hara's books? I want that knowledge! Immediately! immediately!"

Xiong helplessly replied: "O'Hara's books are all there, but you know those scholars and doctors. They won't let others in until the books are sorted. There is no way..."

Vegapunk panted and crossed his arms.

For him, time is the most precious thing, but now he has nothing to do but waste it by recording inspiration.

But that group of scholars also have stupid heads, and they can't even go in alone.

"It seems like you guys had a great time chatting."

Dorag's voice sounded, and Daxiong suddenly felt that the eyes on him had shifted.

Dorag, on the other hand, did not wait for Vegapunk to start complaining, and immediately said: "Doctor, the things you want have been cleared up. They will be there tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow, come directly here."

Vegapunk glanced at Dorag suspiciously, obviously not believing him.

"real?"

"Of course it's true. Mr. Tinder has already communicated with us. It's just that these things are too purposeful and can only be transported separately. Doctor, your disappearance will be investigated by the world government. For now, we still can't let them think of us. body."

Vegapunk frowned, still angry: "This is your problem. I only do my research. This is what you promised me."

Dolag solemnly agreed.

Then he said: "Doctor should have always been curious about our revolutionary army, right?"

Vegapunk shook his head and said, "I'm not curious."

Dorag: "After this, all the doctor's research will be used by the Revolutionary Army. You, who have been committed to making everyone in the world rich in energy, would like to see the ideas of the Revolutionary Army, right?"

Concept?...

Is the revolutionary army mentioned by the man wearing a mask and called Mr. Fire by Dolag true?

You should see it for yourself.

Vegapunk turned and looked at the group of enthusiastic young people again. For more than a week, what he saw seemed to be incompatible with this world.

Humans have no fear or discrimination against fishmen, and fishmen who are born with ten times the power of humans have never looked down upon humans.

The racial differences in society have not formed small circles, let alone bad discrimination and targeting.

All the people in this place seem to be very different from those outside.

Maybe I really should know something about it, so that I can rest assured in subsequent research.

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