How can I become the Pirate King if you don’t work hard?.

Chapter 415 Vegapunk's Shock!
Vegapunk nodded.

Most of the books on Future Island are stored in his brain database; the physical book collection is less than half of Britannias's.

With Robin's guidance, Vegapunk reached out and took a book from the bookshelf in the distance, and began to read it.

"The geography of the Goa Kingdom..."

"The formation of extreme climates in the New World and research on magnetic fields..."

"The impact of the red earth continent on the world environment..."

"A Century of Britannias..."

One heavy book after another passed before Vegapunk's eyes.

He read very quickly and very carefully.

But it was precisely because of this that he was able to sense that the enormous library before him was not a mere illusion; every book within it was the result of the blood and sweat of his predecessors, collected and preserved here by the knight Gawain.

This is a man who has the utmost respect for knowledge, and from this point of view alone, Gawain is one of his best choices.

However, Vegapunk still has many unanswered questions in his mind.

He wanted to see for himself whether the man who inherited the title of the world's strongest was really as Sentomaru described.

Therefore, I haven't made a decision yet.

Robin picked up a history book and sat down to read it quietly, taking notes from time to time.

And there are many others like Robin in the library.

The air was filled with the rustling of pages turning, making Vegapunk and his companion, standing in the middle, seem somewhat out of place.

"I can't quite put my finger on why, but this place... is a little different from what I expected."

Sentomaru reached up and scratched his head, but couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.

Vegapunk, however, had already realized the difference:

"It's normal."

"This place... is too ordinary."

"You can freely browse through books that record past history."

"Such a thing is simply unimaginable elsewhere!"

Vegapunk couldn't help but express his admiration.

Actually.

This scene should be normal for scholars and scientists.

Instead of being hunted by world governments for researching history or technology, having to be extremely careful when reading this book for fear of being discovered.

It's less like studying history and more like a rat in a sewer sneaking away to eat cheese right under the cat's nose.

But things shouldn't have been this way.

What happened in Britannias was normal!
Upon realizing this, Vegapunk's opinion of Gawain rose even higher.

Originally, he came here not only to let Gawain see the country with his own eyes, but also to let Long see another possibility and give the revolutionaries some new ideas.

Even because of his connection with the dragon, the Revolutionary Army would be his first choice.

But now, looking at everything in the National History Museum of Britannias, his heart began to waver for the first time.

perhaps……

The path chosen by Knight Gawain will bring this nation closer to its future than that of the Revolutionary Army...

I can't think about it anymore.

Vegapunk shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts.

He knew perfectly well that it was not the time to make a decision until he actually met that man and truly understood what Britannias was up to and what kind of future he wanted the world to take.

Although everything Britannias is showing now points in one direction, everything needs to be judged after meeting the man who is the leader.

hiss--!
Vegapunk took a deep breath, his gaze falling on an old book on the bookshelf. He reached out and took it down, then found a quiet spot to peruse it.

Sentomaru simply lay down on the table next to Vegapunk for a nap, and soon soft snoring could be heard.

The surroundings fell silent again, with only the sound of people turning pages and light footsteps.

By the time Vegapunk came to his senses, the sun had already risen halfway up the sky.

A blond figure had appeared sitting opposite him at some point.

Golden light shone in through the window and fell on the person.

Vegapunk narrowed his eyes, feeling that the person sitting opposite him was as dazzling as a gilded statue.

And it was at this time.

Vegapunk recognized the person's face, closed his book, and said:

"Knight Gawain?!"

"what."

Gao Wen nodded and said calmly:
"I knew you were coming."

Vegapunk glanced at Sentomaru, his expression unchanged:

"You've figured out Sentomaru's personality and seen through his true character. That fool has been speaking well of you the whole way."

"I never lied to him either."

Gawain shook his head:

“I said I would let Ivankov go, and I will let him go. I mean what I say.”

Vegapunk remained indifferent and did not want to dwell on the matter further.

"The manufacture of ancient weapons...where are you now?!"

This is the issue that Vegapunk is most concerned about.

The dangers of ancient weapons are self-evident; if they were misused, the entire world would be sunk into the sea.

The rising sea levels, shrinking land area, and declining population over the past few centuries are the best proof of this.

The great mistake has already been made. Even if it is controlled by the World Government, it will inevitably be used to maintain its hegemony. However, Vegapunk does not want to see another ancient weapon appear.

"really."

You can fool others, but you can't fool you.

Gawain was not surprised that Vegapunk had guessed that he was secretly manufacturing ancient weapons.

Vegapunk's mind far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Gawain was the biggest beneficiary of the great war that broke out two years ago over the Hades blueprints, and he was willing to invade Impel Down to find Vegapunk.

With both factors combined, it wouldn't be difficult for Vegapunk to deduce Gawain's current purpose.

Gawain did not hide the current progress of Hades' construction.

"We have thoroughly understood the blueprints, and the issues related to materials and processing have also been resolved."

"As for the central control system, with the Gluttony Fruit user present, combining it with Pluton will allow it to operate any warship, no matter how large."

"The only problem at present is energy."

"It is impossible to propel such a huge warship with either wind or steam."

"Is this so..."

Vegapunk breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not too far off from his guess.

With the blueprints in hand, creating Hades was not a difficult task for a powerful force like Britannias.

It could be completed in a few years, or even a decade or several decades. But energy is the key factor!
As long as the energy problem remains unsolved, Pluto is nothing more than a massive ship.

Its effectiveness is limited.

"give up."

Vegapunk couldn't help but try to dissuade him:
"You have personally experienced the power of ancient weapons; the enormous wounds left on the territory of Britannias are the best proof of that!"

"One of these weapons, designed specifically for destruction, is enough for the whole world!"

"Besides, you've noticed it yourself, haven't you?"

"Two years after the world government used ancient weapons, sea levels around the world rose to varying degrees."

"The loss ranges from a few centimeters to tens of centimeters. The area of ​​land lost due to this is incalculable, and this is only the impact of incomplete ancient weapons!"

"That's so many lives..."

Gao Wen's expression darkened slightly as he looked at the old man before him, a hint of anger inexplicably rising in his eyes.

“Britannias didn’t have ancient weapons before, and it was almost completely cut off from the outside world, but you’ve seen the result.”

There used to be a proverb in my hometown.

Having a gun and not using it is one thing and not having a gun at all.

"I can choose not to use the ancient weapons, but we must have them. Otherwise, if the World Government decides to kill us, everyone in this country will be lambs to the slaughter."

The scholars around turned to look, but when they saw that it was Gao Wen who had spoken, they quickly looked away, grabbed the books on the table, and hurriedly left the floor.

Vegapunk closed his eyes, his expression one of struggle.

How could he not understand the reasoning that Gao Wen was talking about?
But when you hold a weapon, the urge to kill arises naturally!
What's more, this is Britannias, which will almost certainly be vying for supremacy with the World Government in the next few years!
Yes.

It wasn't just Vegapunk who made this judgment; almost all the major powers in the world have sensed this.

Britannias, or rather the Knights of the Round Table led by Gawain and their forces, has become a real threat to the World Government's rule.

This is a behemoth that no world government has ever seen in eight hundred years of rule!
They have no shortage of high-end combat power, manpower, and financial resources, and they also have Gawain, who is likely the strongest monster in history.

This is already a force powerful enough to shake the Celestial Dragons' transcendent status.

From any perspective, world governments would not tolerate such a threat.

For the time being, all is peaceful, but the World Government is busy dealing with the aftermath of the Marineford War and the imminent threat of the Crusades, and is temporarily unable to wage war against Britannias.

Perhaps in three to five years, or perhaps in ten years, once the situation at sea stabilizes again, Britannias will inevitably be the first to be targeted.

If Gawain also acquires ancient weapons by then, the war will evolve into a war between ancient weapons, truly plunging the entire world into the abyss.

This is an almost inevitable and unstoppable trend!

"It seems you've already made up your mind."

Gao Wen's tone was indifferent, but it revealed an indescribable disappointment.

In his eyes, Vegapunk, as the smartest person in the world, should have a clearer vision of the future of this world.

But the result was not like that.

At this moment, Vegapunk is somewhat similar to Gawain in his previous life, a scientist who knew that his research was being used to create devastating weapons.

Shocked by the terrifying power of that weapon, they were unwilling to make the same mistake again.

But such an outcome will only embolden world governments!

If the sinking of the world is truly irreversible, will world governments really care about the lives of ordinary people on that day?

Gawain could only sneer at this.

After learning Vegapunk's true intentions, Gawain lost all desire to stay.

As for the idea of ​​forcibly detaining Vegapunk and making him create Hades for him, Gawain never had it from the beginning.

If Vegapunk could leave countless backdoors right under Satan's nose, how could Gawain possibly trust someone like him with Pluton research?

Who knows, on the day Hades is completed, the cannon might not be aimed at Mary Geoise, but at Gawain himself!

"Since you're unwilling, I won't force you."

"But before you leave, there's one question I'd like to ask you."

Vegapunk raised his head:
"what is the problem?"

Gao Wen was in the palm of the hand.

Wisps of blue earth vein energy gathered from the surrounding air and instantly compressed into a drop of deep blue, fluorescent liquid in Gawain's palm.

Even without touching it, Vegapunk could feel the terrifying energy contained within the liquid, so much so that his pupils contracted violently at that moment:

"What's this……?!"

"The Crimson Dragon's ability to manipulate the earth's energy?!"

"But it's absolutely impossible to achieve that level of precision!"

Vegapunk was so shocked that he could barely speak.

As the Red Dragon Fruit is one of the candidates for the strongest Mythical Zoan type, he naturally consulted relevant information and even glimpsed the power of this ability from the World Government's records.

By drawing energy from the earth's veins to heal injuries and to attack powerful enemies, the user of the Red Dragon Fruit is virtually invincible, provided the battlefield is suitable.

Gawain's most powerful wielder even turned the entire Alabasta into a desert due to the abuse of his power.

But even the legendary tyrant of Alabasta couldn't have achieved this level of power.

As Vegapunk was lost in thought, Gawain's voice rang in his ears:
"Could this energy serve as the power source to power Hades?!"

Vegapunk's heart tightened:
"How much scale can you control?!"

"Currently, I only have one-tenth of the country's energy, but I'm almost at the threshold of awakening. When that time comes, with my abilities, I might be able to control half of the country's ley line energy."

"How many?!"

Vegapunk almost thought he had misheard. He opened his mouth wide, held his breath, and couldn't utter a single word.

Seeing this, Gao Wen already knew the answer in his heart:
"It really works?!"

"Then it seems we've chosen the right path."

Say it.

Gao Wen had no desire to stay any longer.

The most crucial question about Hades has been answered; it's only a matter of time before he goes underwater.

If the World Martial Arts Tournament plan goes smoothly and Gawain's own combat power advances further, reaching the Mythical Realm, then the World Government will become a thing of the past.

brush--!
Gao Wen turned and left, and in the quiet library, only the sound of his crisp footsteps echoed.

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The footsteps faded into the distance, and Vegapunk gritted his teeth:

"Wait, I can help you, but there's a condition!"

far away.

Gawain stopped walking, turned around, and his expression was indifferent:

“We have found the right direction, and it’s only a matter of time before it’s finished. You’ve greatly diminished our value.”

That's true.

Vegapunk breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gawain stop.

Although Gawain's tone was still blunt, his willingness to stay meant that there was still room for negotiation!
"But the key point is, as I said, time is running out for Britannias."

"At most five years, no, three years or even less, after the World Government has pacified the seas, your next target will inevitably be you!"

"And I can drastically shorten the time it takes for Hades to emerge!"

(End of this chapter)