One Piece: Adopting Akainu at the beginning, adopted son Barrett

Chapter 238 Smoker

"Do you want to build it on such a broken island? The new world is not peaceful."

On a deserted island in the New World, the graduated Borsalino took the initiative to apply for an escort mission.

Standing next to a weirdo with an extremely huge head, he inquired with some concern.

After all, this weirdo next to him was one of his few good friends, second only to the relationship between Sakaski and Long.

The weirdo's name is Vegapunk, the chief scientist within the current world government, and the two met during their studies.

One day, Zephyr assigned a not-so-important arrest mission to the fastest dragon and him. As a result, the two met Vegapunk, and they became interested in each other and became friends.

Borsalino still remembers their conversation that day:

[“Your head is so big, are you a devil fruit user? Nice to meet you. I’m a navy officer, my name is Borsalino, and the one next to you is Long.”

"How much can you offer?"

"Ah~?"

Borsalino stood there in a daze, completely unaware of the meaning of Vegapunk's words. Even the absent-minded Dragon beside him looked over.

It seems that this task, which Mr. Zefa called "simple", is not so simple in itself.

"Under the pretext of arrest, what you actually want is my head, right?"

The young Vegapunk had already known that this day would come, but he did not expect the World Government to be so hypocritical. It was his navy who came instead of his direct CP.

But it doesn't matter. When the theory of bloodline factor technology was published, he had already planned to conduct research with the help of the World Government. It was just a two-way use. He then asked:

"How much is the research fee? If it's too little, I won't do research for you. I have my own things to do."

"What an interesting man..."

Borsalino whispered softly. This was the first time he had seen a "wanted criminal" who took the initiative to surrender to the World Government. 】

The two hit it off immediately and often chatted using Den Den Mushi. This mission was also something Vegapunk applied for after he heard that he had graduated, and he only accepted it at the invitation of the other party.

It’s very relaxing, and the duration is a full month, which can be regarded as a vacation period after graduation.

"Well, come and help me, Major General Borsalino, this is going to be a very long process."

Vegapunk put his hands in his pockets. The World Government's supervision was very strict. In order to study some things, he had to choose the location of his secret laboratory in the New World.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. The World Government will not provide staff to help, but will only provide the materials he needs. He has to solve the transportation problem by himself, and everything depends on him.

The advantage is, of course, that no one will supervise him during the construction, and after the construction is completed there will only be one or two CPs for routine inspection, but with his wisdom, those guys will only see what he wants them to see.

Therefore, in order to build his own laboratory as soon as possible, he had to ask his good friend Borsalino for help.

What surprised him was the other party's title. He was awarded the rank of major general right after graduation. He really didn't expect that.

"Just the two of us? Are you sure?"

"No, to be precise, it's you alone. I'll be responsible for building some functional little robots to help you. It will be much easier then."

"Okay, okay, I thought it was a nice and relaxing job, but I didn't expect to be hired as a hired gun right after graduation. It's really sad~"

Borsalino complained listlessly but did not refuse the other party.

Vegapunk had already thought of a countermeasure and said directly:

"Of course it's a good job. I will apply to the World Government for important experimental protection tasks every year. You can just take it when the time comes. Is that okay?"

"Really? That's great!~~ Without further ado, let's get started!"

Borsalino instantly became energetic. He was indeed his good friend. Doesn't this mean that he would have the opportunity to take several paid vacations every year?
It's amazing!
Not long after, Borsalino began to instruct the accompanying marines to unload the building materials they brought along. After sending them away, he began his daily plastering work according to the foundation drawings given by Vegapunk.

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"It hurts...but...I have to live! I'm going to make you bastards pay the price you deserve!"

The sea is not calm; it is turbulent and dangerous the norm.

The East China Sea, Rogue Town, is where many pirates from the East China Sea gather. However, most of them are experienced and will not reveal their identities easily. Instead, they disguise themselves among the townspeople and live happily.

Little Smoker, who was six and almost seven years old, was covered in wounds, holding a machete in his hand, hiding in an abandoned trash can in the alley, looking at the scene in front of him with grief.

A young white girl was being held up by several fierce men, with obvious bruises on her body.

The big men had wounds on their bodies, and from the cuts it was obvious that they were caused by machetes, but they were all simply treated.

Not long ago, they kidnapped a wealthy woman and dragged her to an alley, intending to deal with her secretly.

The method is very simple, have some fun first, and then blackmail.

As pirates who dare not march into the Grand Line, they have done this kind of thing many times while hiding in Rogue Town. With the support of the largest gang here, as long as they are not discovered by the navy and have sufficient evidence, they can hand over some of the extorted money and they will be worry-free.

However, with the rise of the Nasdaq family over the years, the family members in charge of patrolling the East China Sea are not as lazy as the old navy officers who turn a blind eye for the sake of the gangs.

Those lunatics are unreasonable. Once you are discovered by them, the only consequence is death.

Once there are members of the Nasdaq family in the navy branch stationed in Rogge Town, those gangs will behave themselves for a long time in order to save themselves.

This time, they had been holding it in for a long time, and only dared to do some business when the branch leaders were rotating.

They just didn't expect that a little brat would dare to chop them with a knife. They didn't know why. If it wasn't for the girl in their hands holding them back, how could the little guy get away?

If you have such a strong sense of justice, you can just throw him to the slave trader and he will behave himself, and you can even earn some Baileys from him.

In the trash can, Smoker's irregular teeth were clenched tightly.

He is an orphan in this area. His parents died when he was young, and he has been struggling on his own since he was four years old.

Unlike most orphans, he did not choose to join a gang, but instead relied on his own hands and strength to survive with limited food.

Because he has his own set of principles, although it is a bit ridiculous to discuss principles at the age of six or seven, but he was deeply influenced by a certain naval officer, so no matter what he does, he will have a bottom line, even if he has a knife in his hand. The lady in front of him is the daughter of a merchant in this area. She is kind-hearted and often helps these orphans. He has also received a lot of favors from her, and every time he can have three meals a day like a festival.

Today, the young lady came to help these orphans as usual, but she was unlucky and ran into those strong men. When she passed by an alley, she was quietly captured by several hands.

If he hadn't happened to be doing a part-time job, no one would have known about what happened today.

Smoker, who had a certain sense of justice, didn't think too much. He took out a machete for self-defense and followed.

It's just a pity that he didn't save the lady. Instead, she protected him and hid him in a trash can. The wounds on his body were infected by the rotten garbage. In this small town where medical conditions are not very good, it would be difficult for him to survive.

"Power... If only I had power, these damn bastards!"

Although Smoker didn't know what those strong men were doing around the young lady, judging from the young lady's expression, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

Perhaps they were venting their recent unhappiness, so the movements of these sturdy men became much rougher and they did not care about the women's feelings.

They looked around from time to time to make sure that this dark alley would not be noticed by patrolling navy soldiers.

"Boss, when do you think this will end? Should we go to a more remote place? Otherwise, it's really uncomfortable to stay in this crappy place like Rogue Town."

A younger brother pulled up his trousers, lit a cigarette and sat next to the boss who was also on break to ask questions.

In the past, life in Rogue Town was certainly very comfortable. There would be two or three autumn winds a month, and the tavern would be bustling every night.

But the past two years have been obviously much worse, and he can hardly adapt to it.

The gang leader nodded and agreed to his younger brother's suggestion. He had wanted to leave for a long time, but they were in a gangster business and couldn't get away easily.

They can stir up trouble locally, but naturally their every move is under the surveillance of the gangs behind them. If they want to go out to sea, they have to get their permission, or be able to raise the money to leave the house.

This is the case for most pirates who want to retire. Those who have the ability can bully others on a certain island, while those who don't can only join local gangs or landlords and nobles to serve as black gloves and thugs. Their personal freedom has been completely restricted the moment they give up their freedom.

If you want to live a decent life, you have to go to a lawless area, but that requires some strength, otherwise you will just be a dog and be ordered around.

"After we complete this operation, the money will be enough to redeem ourselves. Then I will take my brothers to the edge of the East China Sea. I heard that we won't run into those idle guys in those places."

The boss sighed and said.

Those guys who are bored to death are naturally referring to the marines from the Nasdaq family. They are the only ones who choose not to give face to the local forces and rush in directly when encountering problems.

If you are lucky, you can even earn some extra money.

The elimination of gangs does not involve the military merit system.

Likewise, the Navy can keep all the spoils from destroying the gangs, but correspondingly, it will have to bear all the consequences.

But in the East China Sea, Nasdaq is the sky! If Ross didn't have the same dream of hegemony as the "Jerma" Kingdom a hundred years ago, then their words would definitely be more effective than the Tianlong people in the East China Sea!

"Well... you're really brave to encounter something like this right after you got back."

"Pfft-"

The man's voice was accompanied by several sounds of blood spurting.

Smoker, who was hiding in the trash can, only felt his eyes blurred, a few white marks flashed, and all the strong men's heads fell to the ground.

A tall figure picked up the weak woman, and a blanket covered her body.

"Come out! If you don't treat your wound, you will really die!"

Mokasi said to a trash can next to a pile of abandoned containers in the distance.

He had just returned from the Grand Line, and the ups and downs of the Upside-Down Mountain made him feel physically uncomfortable. He passed by Rogue Town and wanted to take a rest, but he saw this kind of thing through his Observation Haki after only a few steps.

When you see injustice, you will naturally draw your sword to help.

I just didn't expect that there would be a kid who was more righteous than the local good-for-nothing navy. He was just too weak and instead of being able to help, he was almost dying.

"Bangdang..."

Pushing open the trash lid, the dirty Smoker climbed out of the trash can with a knife in his hand. He looked at the middle-aged brother in front of him with a calm face. He did not feel admiration and yearning for the other party's strength, nor was he grateful for his help.

"Here, you are such a man. Apply this to the wound first. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't make it to the clinic."

Mockaxi took out an unknown medicine from his pocket, squatted down and handed it to Smoker in front of him, without any intention of disdain for the other party.

In his opinion, the fact that Smoker was willing to draw his blade for a poor girl was enough to make him more worthy of boasting than the local navy, and he admired the other party's character very much.

As for the relationship between the two parties? Their facial expressions were in a different style, so even if they were relatives, it wouldn't be right. Their ages and clothes were not even remotely related, so if nothing unexpected happened, they were strangers.

"Thank you, my name is Smoker."

Little Smoker didn't hesitate to put down the knife, picked up the toothpaste-like medicine and squeezed it, then applied a black, smelly plaster on the wound along the exit.

It was very painful, but he endured it. Although his expression was ferocious, he didn't make a sound.

"You have guts! Tell me what you were thinking. Why didn't you inform the navy? You just prepared to fight alone with a knife? You have courage, but it's not wise."

"I'm an orphan. She...hiss...she's a good person. She'll help us. Most of the navy here won't choose to provoke them. There's no need, so I'll try it alone."

Smoker was in so much pain that he couldn't speak clearly, and could only vaguely tell Mockaxi the reason.

On the other side, Mokasi shook his head. Fighting the gangs was a thankless task, so turning a blind eye was the norm for the lower-level navy. Moreover, with them around, foreign pirates would be more obedient.

"Would you like to leave here with me? The fact that you can injure these scums shows that you have good physical talent. If you want to enforce justice, you need strength."

"Where?"

"You are such a weird kid. Other orphans are eager to be adopted so that they can at least have food to eat every day. But you chose one!
But it doesn't matter, you are lucky. My name is Mokasi, I am from the Nasdaq family, and I am preparing to go home. How about you, kid, do you want to come with me?"

"……it is good!"

　I don't know if Smoker had parents when he fell, but he definitely doesn't have any now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)