Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

"If I say no, the outcome will be death or imprisonment in Impel."

"Is that right?"

"Admiral."

Vinsmoke Judge was pleased with Dor and Douglas Barrett's reactions.

After all, he himself is a vain and arrogant person.

Especially after being pinned to the ground and beaten by Douglas Barrett, he needed this kind of recognition even more.

"Do you have a reason to say no?"

"As a pirate, you can only do small things. Throughout your life, you can only transform a few children and build a few sets of combat uniforms."

"Even if you really want Germa to become a member of the World Government, so what? You will have to worry about raising the Heavenly Gold day and night, and how much money will you be able to use for scientific research in the end?"

Rosen spread his palms:

"With me, your talents can be fully utilized."

His voice seemed to carry a power that could infect people's hearts, resonate with others, and make them recognize it.

"Admiral, since you know Germa so well and have a clear understanding of science, you should understand that science costs money."

Vinsmoke Judge looked at the man in front of him and his heart began to beat violently.

Rosen had only said a few words to him, but he couldn't help but feel convinced and even wanted to follow him.

This is simply incredible.

"Of course I understand."

"Vegabank's current achievements are certainly inseparable from his own unparalleled scientific research talents, but they are also inseparable from the huge funds and materials provided by the World Government."

“Without money, even if you have wisdom that is 500 years ahead of your time, you can only draw flashy designs.”

After awakening his wisdom from his previous life, Rosen knew better than anyone else in the Grand Line that technology was a money-burning business.

Take the invention of Begabank for example, every achievement has resulted in the burning of astronomical amounts of berries.

Take the Pacifist for example. Apart from the money spent on the research and development process, the cost of manufacturing a Pacifist once the technology is mature is equivalent to the cost of building a warship.

At a higher level, the Seraphim, who are involved in artificial devil fruits, clones, bloodline factor modification, etc., are even more difficult to count.

With the funding from the World Government, Vegabank only created seven Seraphs based on the Seven Warlords of the Sea, instead of mass-producing hundreds or thousands like the first generation of Pacifists.

"Since you, Admiral, also know that scientific research costs money, then forgive me for being frank."

"Admiral, do you have money?"

"If I remember correctly, you do have the military power to command all branches in the North Sea, but what about the funds? The money allocated to you by the Navy Headquarters is probably only enough to maintain the daily operation of many branches!"

When Vinsmoke Judge heard the name Vegabank, his expression immediately became complicated, but thinking of his current situation, he suppressed the emotions brought about by the name Vegabank.

Snapped

Upon hearing this, Rosen did not answer, but picked up a remote control on the table and gently pressed one of the buttons on it.

咻

The projection telephone bug not far away immediately opened one eye and projected a video image onto the screen.

In the picture, there is a closed room.

As the camera zoomed in, what came into everyone's sight was a mountain of Berry.

"Rosen, how much did he take?"

"wrong."

"He has only been in office for a short time. Even if he is making money every minute, he can't make so much."

Vinsmoke Judge's breathing became rapid.

He had only seen such a huge amount of Berry once, and that was when he paid the Heavenly Gold to the World Government.

But now?

Rosen actually controls a huge amount of funds that is enough to help a country pay for the heavenly gold once.

This is simply unbelievable.

"Is this, heavenly gold?"

Vinsmoke Judge suddenly thought of a possibility, and then stared at Rosen in disbelief.

This man is a navy man!

Are you actually planning to embezzle the Celestial Dragons’ gold?

Aren't you afraid of being dismissed from your post by the Marine Headquarters and then being wanted by the World Government?

"enough?"

Rosen seemed not to notice Vinsmoke Judge's stunned expression, and continued to talk to himself:

"If it's not enough, I can give you another sum of money like this."

His words made Vinsmoke Judge's face change suddenly.

"you."

"The one who stole my Germa Tenjojin."

"is it you?"

After all, he is a king and a scientist at that. Vinsmoke Judge certainly can’t be a fool.

Rosen had already given such an obvious hint, how could he not understand that the most unlikely person whom he had previously denied was precisely the one who robbed the gold from the sky.

"If I say yes, what are you going to do?"

Contrary to Vinsmoke Judge's expectations, Rosen behaved extremely calmly and even showed a playful smile.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others about this?"

"Doflamingo's part, and mine."

"Tian Shangjin, you have taken two of them. Whether it is the Navy Headquarters or the World Government, they will not let you go."

Vinsmoke Judge was a little frustrated.

“Who will believe you?”

"Go talk to Mr. Zhan Guo and see if the Admiral of the Navy believes you or me?"

"Pirate."

Rosen leaned back in his chair and casually threw a Den Den Mushi in front of Vinsmoke Judge:

"This Den Den Mushi can directly call the Navy Admiral's office."

"Please do it!"

Done.

He indicated that Vinsmoke Judge could make the call at any time.

"Pirate."

"Hahahahaha."

"If it weren't for you, I would have been the king of a member country of the World Government."

Vinsmoke Judge held the Den Den Mushi in his hand and suddenly laughed, his voice full of reluctance and frustration.

"should say."

"A burned-out government affiliate."

"The body of a king of a member of the government."

Rosen shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Vinsmoke Judge stared at Rosen.

"Taking away your heavenly gold is just the easiest and gentlest method I can think of."

"No, this is the only way I can do it."

"What do you think?"

There was a golden Den Den Mushi in Rosen's hand, and he was playing with it gently.

Brother Borsalino is right.

When sailors are out in the field, they really have to learn to protect themselves.

There are always some pirates who actually want to wash their hands of the truth and go ashore to ride on their heads.

really.

This golden Den Den Mushi needs to be taken out, wiped and played with from time to time.

"Golden Den Den Mushi."

"Demon Slayer Order!"

The moment Vinsmoke Judge saw the golden Den Den Mushi, his pupils suddenly contracted.

despair.

Despair surged in like a tsunami.

Powerless.

An overwhelming feeling of powerlessness enveloped my body and mind.

At this moment, he realized what it meant to be a dragon riding on the face and what it meant to be a dimensionality reduction attack.

A man standing at the top of the world, possessing unrivaled power, plus holding the power over the sea and the order to slay demons.

There are also cities more cunning than the North Sea, hearts more cruel than pirates, and methods more ruthless than the World Government.

In Vinsmoke Judge's opinion, who wouldn't despair and feel powerless in the face of such a person?