Pirate: Owl of the Storm

in the laboratory.

Xiao couldn't understand those formulas, but he could understand the pictures, and the pictures of Guren Gundam fit his aesthetic very well.

“The only drawback is that it is too bulky, and this mecha feels like a target.

Is it possible, I said is it possible... to develop a smaller one, which is intended to enhance itself rather than strengthen the mecha. "

Dr. Mote thought carefully and said, "Strengthen yourself? After all, the strength of the human body is limited and cannot be compared with machinery.

But one thing is true, a body that is too big will only become a living target. "

Goel flipped through the experiment report and said: "Then it will be so big that they become living targets! As long as our weapons destroy the enemy first, the enemy will not be able to attack us."

"How about just growing out some of the limbs, or transforming humans into machines?"

Xiao Xiao said.

He thought about Bartholomew Bear and wondered if he had begun to transform now.

He said he didn't care, but the two doctors were shocked, as if they had opened up the Ren and Du channels.

"It doesn't seem impossible to transform the human body into a machine."

"But human nerves are connected with machinery. There is a boundary between machinery and flesh and blood, and there is no way to break through the boundary..."

"There is a rejection reaction between flesh and blood, let alone integrating machinery into the human body. Even if it is installed, it is no different from a prosthetic limb."

"Perhaps we can rely on the power of Devil Fruit. Devil Fruit can bring life to inanimate objects... Then if it is the fusion of living steel and human flesh and blood, wouldn't it be..."

"This is a research direction."

Xiao was completely ignored. The two doctors exchanged words with each other, and from time to time an inspiration broke out and was recorded.

Xiao didn't plan to stay and disturb them. "The laboratory will be updated, so I won't interrupt the discussion between you two. I'll say goodbye. I hope I can see the progress next time."

"Wait a moment."

Dr. Morte suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand to intercept the owl, stopped again, and said solemnly:

"Godfather, in fact, we have already achieved results in the research on Red Lotus Gundam. Not only the ones in the report, but also a mechanical fist. But the arm is left in the Lyons family's laboratory. I hope Godfather can bring the mechanical fist with him. return.

That was the beginning of Red Lotus, a fist that had undergone countless transformations and mutations, and had great research value. "

Xiao Xiao frowned, "The Lynes family has evacuated and the laboratory has been evacuated. It is not so easy to find the Lynes family.

But I will try my best to search, after all, he is our enemy. "

"Thank you Godfather."

"If you do things for me, I will not treat you badly, not to mention that this is also related to the future interests of the Aka family."

Owl leaves.

He had previously thought of spreading the news about the Cthulhu gold coin curse, and the most suitable way was naturally newspapers.

It is simply impossible to control the entire Xihai newspaper.

The world government implements large-scale blockades because it controls most newspapers.

Morgans is a special case. He is very special. He controls the world's largest newspaper [World Economic News Service], but he is not destroyed by the world government, which is strange.

He only knew that it seemed to have something to do with the "economy" in the name of the newspaper and the Devil Fruit ability.

He decided to take control of a small newspaper first.

These days he has asked people to do five things,

Recruiting more mafias is mainly due to the lack of strong men, leaving the Aka family without a middle-level pillar.

Infiltrate various forces and countries, including the world government and navy, collect intelligence, and pay attention to the changes in the Church of Light and the Church of God.

Finding the whereabouts of Cthulhu gold coins is fundamental.

Search for traces of the Lynes family.

Buy a newspaper.

Take a boat to reach an island called Kuala Island, where the town above is where the newspaper office is located.

Kuala Island is part of West Malaysia and is not far away.

Xiao was dressed in a suit with a cold expression, followed by a dozen younger brothers.

When they arrived at the newspaper office, in front of them was a tall building that looked like an unfinished building, with the sign "Xihai Commercial Newspaper" hanging on the door.

Mumuzan, the former president of the newspaper, had already led many senior officials to stand on both sides of the door to greet him.

The owl swept across everyone's faces, showing respect mixed with fear.

Shaking his head slightly, "You guys are waiting outside now."

The boys stopped.

Xiao walked in, sat on the boss's chair, spun around, turned toward the desk, and looked at the newspaper executives who walked in.

He opened his mouth and said, "Why is Xihai Commercial News Agency on the verge of bankruptcy?"

The president, Mu Muzan, clenched his hands into fists and his eyes were full of hatred. The newspaper was an ancestral property he took over, but now it was sold to an owl. Of course, he had his own reasons.

He opened his mouth and said, "It's because of Xihai Weekly, that group of bad guys used their connections to stop our newspaper, and people from the Xihai Business Association also refused to accept our newspaper, which resulted in the newspaper being unable to be sold.

Otherwise, how could we not sell newspapers with our professional level? "

Xiao Xiao nodded and confirmed an enemy.

"Change the name of the newspaper to Xihai Story Newspaper."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion among the senior management. A young man with freckles pushed aside the people in front and ran to the front.

"How can we change the name? Xihai Business News is our positioning and our heritage. How can we change it at will?"

Mumuzan stretched out his hand to stop him, "A-Liang! Go back!"

He looked at Xiao Xiao with serious eyes, "Please allow me to refuse, I will not change my name."

"Okay."

Xiao Xiao nodded, and just when they were happy, he said again: "Do you think so too?"

"Of course, although the newspaper has declined, it still has a certain reputation in Xihai. How can it be abandoned just like that?"

"Yes, yes, as long as we are given some funds, the newspaper will be able to resume normal operations."

When they saw that Xiao was silent and still had a smile on his face, they thought that the boss preferred employees with strong opinions, so they started to express their thoughts.

Xiao leaned back and waited for their voices to fall before he spoke.

"Okay, your suggestions are very good, but I don't accept your suggestions. This is the Xihai Story now. Anyone who has ideas can leave."

Suddenly, the atmosphere solidified.

The excited smile was all fixed on his face.

Mumuzan swallowed: "BOSS, are you kidding me?"

Xiao: "What do you think?"

Mumuzan stepped forward, and just as he was about to speak, his head was pressed hard on the table by Xiao.

"Do you think I am a philanthropist? Come to support your lousy newspaper.

Do you think what I want is your rubbish newspaper that is about to be destroyed?I just want your business license!If you don’t want to do it and have your own ideas, then get out of here! "

When the freckled boy A Liang saw Xiao holding Mumuzan's head, he rushed up angrily, "Let go of my father! Xihai Commercial Newspaper will never give you someone like this! You will only destroy the newspaper!"

He smashed his fist into the owl.

Xiao watched calmly as he attacked. He quickly dug his free hand into his arms and then raised his hand to shoot.

boom!

A little blood appeared between A Liang's eyebrows, and he fell heavily to the ground with his eyes dull, hitting the desk in front of him.

Just as Mumuzan was about to explode, bang, there was another gunshot.

Xiao Xiao wiped his hands and looked at them indifferently, "As I said, I am not a philanthropist, but a mafia! If it hadn't taken time to register for a business license, I wouldn't have found you.

Now, who has any opinions? ! "