Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 385: Killing the chicken to scare the monkey (13)

Advance City, Office of the Director.

"So, some prisoners can't move?"

Behind the large desk, Ron leaned against the black director's chair with his legs crossed and a cigar in his hand.

Hearing the calm tone, Hannibal nodded cautiously.

"Yes, Director. The information in their heads is extremely important. If they become fools, we won't be able to get anything out of them."

"I see. No wonder some people are sentenced to life imprisonment for the same crime, while others are sentenced to death... Is this a get-out-of-jail-free ticket?"

Ron nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Hannibal breathed a sigh of relief, said his goodbyes, and left quickly.

Too dangerous!

This is Hannibal's comment on Ron.

If the news hadn't come from the government, he wouldn't have dared to spoil Ron's fun. Didn't he know that some prisoners couldn't be moved? Of course he knew.

He just didn't dare say it out loud, for fear that Ron would be unhappy with him.

Watching Hannibal leave, Ron frowned, picked up the list, and pursed his lips.

"Tsk, keep it secret again!"

The list only listed the names of prisoners who could not be moved, but did not mention the reasons why they could not be moved, and Ron was not even allowed to obtain information during the interrogation.

There is only one reason: confidentiality!

and……

Looking at the long list of names, Ron could guarantee that not every one of them had important information that needed to be retained. Who knows who might be connected to the upper echelons and use this to blend in and escape Ron's experiment.

"Fortunately, a minority is still a minority after all, and it does not affect the overall situation..."

Zizi!

A blue arc suddenly appeared in the air, igniting the list in a flash. Ron grinned as he watched the list gradually burn into ashes in the orange-yellow flames.

"And isn't it a kind of sadness to survive?"

The door of the director's office slowly opened, and an unpleasant "creaking" sound was heard. Outside the door, the idiotic expressions of two jailer beasts who were patrolling nearby suddenly froze, as if what was opened was the gate to hell.

Snap, click...

The hard soles of their leather shoes knocked against the stone slabs. With their backs against the red-hot blood furnace of hell, the two jailer beasts felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ok?"

Ron raised his head slightly, looked at the Minotaur who was watching him, and asked, "Is there anything you want to report?"

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The Minotaur couldn't speak and could only shake his head like a rattle.

The intuition of those with animal-type abilities is the strongest. In the eyes of the Minotaur and Mino Koala, Ron is a giant python on the hunt, with cold murderous intent licking its neck, and they are just two little white rabbits who are powerless to resist.

And standing in this empty corridor, the little white rabbit didn't even have a place to hide.

Seeing that he was almost scared silly, Ron smiled and turned away.

To be honest, among the three types of devil fruits, Ron is most optimistic about the animal type. After all, it is a manifestation of life energy, and the energy is so strong that it can even allow dead objects to gain fruit abilities.

The potential of life is infinite, and you can see it by just looking at Ron.

But unfortunately, so far, "infinite potential" is only a theoretical thing.

Even Kaido has only achieved a level of pseudo-immortality.

And the worst thing is that the side effects of the animal system are too great.

The primitive animality brought by the magnificent vitality can easily make the weak-minded ability users lose themselves in the animality, and a big change in personality is the best result. At the same time, as the fruit ability develops, this vitality and animality will gradually strengthen, and reach a peak after awakening.

Ron asked Hannibal about the Minotaur, a jailer beast that was once human.

But some of them were completely lost when they awakened, and some of them lost their sanity because their survival instinct activated their primitive animality in the face of life-and-death crisis, just like Li Riske once did.

In this state, it would be a stretch to call them human beings. It would be better to say that they are beasts with higher IQs.

And think about the way "Drought" Jack was killed, you will know that this beast nature is inevitable and complementary to the ability user. No matter how powerful you are, you can't avoid being affected by the beast nature, which is the original power of the animal-type devil fruit.

Walking along the circular corridor of the burning hell, the prisoners working below noticed that he was patrolling and they all lowered their heads and held their breath, not daring to look directly at him.

In just one month, Ron established his authority in Impel Down with his ruthless methods, and also made the prisoners understand a truth.

Ron was not cruel just to establish his authority, he simply did not regard them as human beings.

A group of prisoners, nine out of ten of whom have the blood of innocent people on their hands, are not killed because they still have value in existence, and any resistance and hostility will bring about fatal disaster.

When Ron arrived at Impel Down, the situation in which there was a small disturbance every three days and a big disturbance every five days was suddenly curbed, and the entire Impel Down became unprecedentedly quiet.

But that's right.

Even Hannibal was afraid of Ron, so what else could these prisoners without human rights do? In Ron's hands, death was a luxury.

After touring LV.4 Burning Hell and then going to LV.5 Extremely Cold Hell to supervise the repair progress, Ron re-entered LV.6 amid the horrified eyes of the prisoners.

"Let's solve it once and for all today!"

Wearing a pair of special needle-tip gloves, Ron glanced at the many LV.6 prisoners with a cold gaze, and finally laughed.

……

"what!!!"

The shrill screams continued. The pirate who attacked the Celestial Dragons was in bad luck because Ron had entered the late stage of the experiment and no one would be kind enough to give him anesthesia.

The prisoners felt sympathetic when they saw the pirate, who was considered a figure outside, struggling on a bench with foam at the mouth, like a fish on a chopping board moving its arms and legs.

After a long time, the lightning finally stopped.

It is not difficult to keep the prisoners alive and undergo a large number of experiments. What needs to be verified now is whether the prisoners have successfully become fools.

"Throw him in for observation for a few days, and don't give him any food without my order."

"Yes!"

The two Impel Down jailers who took over Hannibal's assistants wiped their sweat, dragged the pirate away like a dead dog, threw him back into the cell roughly, and tied him up with handcuffs and chains.

Ron stretched his sore limbs, looked at the prisoners who were looking at him with various expressions, and smiled.

"You don't think that's all, do you, scum?"

"There's another gift in the works."

Gulu...!!

The prisoners swallowed hard and dared not look up.

"Becoming an idiot is just an insurance policy. Your living environment is too comfortable. You have food and clothing and don't have to endure the harsh climate. I will improve the problem of LV.6 being too suitable for survival as soon as possible."

Devil...devil!
The prisoners gasped.

"What on earth do you want, Canglong!"

At this time, a cold and gritty voice came from deep in the prison, like the sound of cold wind blowing in the desert at night, rubbing against sand and stones.

"If you want to be promoted, we can exchange it with you for the information that has not been revealed yet!"

"If you want to get rich, everyone here has a few treasure hiding places!"

"What exactly do you want?!"

"Huh? There are still people resisting!"

Ron let out a light exclamation and walked over amid a group of prisoners shivering like quails.

"Evil King Avalo Pizarro, you have a problem with me?"

This was a guy who was different from the other prisoners. He was not wearing prison uniform, but a long white and dark brown fur coat and a light purple necklace.

And he was not tied up with chains like other prisoners, unable to move, but only with a pair of handcuffs and chains tied to his feet.

Seeing Ron coming over, Pizarro looked up at him without fear and snorted coldly.

"Yes, so what? Try to touch me if you dare?!"

Try it or die!

Ron wouldn't be that stupid.

Considering the notice he had just received and Pizarro's current treatment, even a fool could tell that this was a special prisoner who the World Government had strictly prohibited from being used for experiments or even interrogated.

Pizarro's tough attitude aroused the prisoners' self-esteem, and after a few seconds of silence, a huge noise echoed in LV.6.

"Well said Pizarro!"

"Long live the King of Evil!"

"Little brat, go back and drink your milk. This is not the place for you!"

Which LV.6 prisoner is not a big shot in the ocean? Even if he is caught and sent to the infinite hell, he will only lose his freedom.

However, Ron's arrival broke this peace, making them live in complete fear for the past month and almost driving these evil and arrogant prisoners crazy.

Today, someone finally stood up to confront the evil director, and the prisoners just wanted to vent their pent-up emotions.

The two guards wanted to fire warning shots, but they were bombarded with powerful waves of domineering aura, causing them to foam at the mouth and pass out.

The chaotic domineering Haki collided with each other in the Infinite Hell, causing purple-black lightning, which made the prisoners even more excited.

Ron watched all this calmly, and suddenly grinned: "Are you sure you want to be the chicken to scare the monkeys, Pizarro!"

I will post two chapters first. I will go out for dinner and continue when I come back. I didn’t take a weekend off and went back to work on Monday. What a miserable life I have! ! I still have manuscripts saved, but what the hell! Also, don’t worry, no matter whether it is a reward or a monthly ticket, I will record it in my little notebook. I will make up for it slowly after the Chinese New Year.

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