Pirate: I, son of Roger, Admiral!

Chapter 887 Good things are waiting for you

"So, I don't know if your idea can be realized..."

Outside the porthole is the endless sea water, the azure blue reflects the sunlight in the sky, and the shimmering waves projected in from the window, making Vegapunk hardly open his eyes.

At this moment, Vegapunk was crossing his hands, leaning his elbows on the wooden table in front of him, looking straight at Ige opposite him, and explained with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter, I said that with me, I can control the structure that you can't see. In this way, our equipment can be solved. In fact, only your compressed metal is needed."

On the other side of him, Ige didn't feel disappointed when he heard his unoptimistic answer. Instead, he smiled softly, and then patiently explained to Vegapunk.

Of course, even with Iger's guarantee, Vegapunk still looked at Iger with some suspicion, as if he didn't believe what Iger was saying at all.

As a scientist, of course he wouldn't believe it.

"You mean, if I give you a piece of compressed metal, you can transform it into something that can be completely edited by me, and it also has super hardness and toughness, and can resist the super strength of shell bombing?"

Even if Vegapunk's IQ and technology can surpass the current human beings for a full 500 years, I really feel that Iger's idea is a bit too outrageous after all.

What the hell is this guy trying to do?
Vegapunk looked at Ig on the opposite side, not knowing what he should say now.

This guy came to him just now and asked himself, is there a design that can automatically detect when a person is facing an attack, and jump to any direction to resist it.

To put it bluntly, it is the automatic auxiliary calculation of the computer.

This kind of technology must exist in Vegapunk. After all, to create a pacifist, such a system must be needed so that the pacifist can play its due role in the battle.

So Vegapunk didn't hesitate, saying that he could do it, but as for the material, he can only use compressed metal at present. I don't know to what extent it can withstand attacks.

In the eyes of Vegapunk, this is already the most optimal way, but who knows, Iger's next answer made him feel as if he had lost his knowledge.

"No, no, no, I don't need electronic components. If you compress the metal for me, I can help you modify the material, so that you can program directly in the metal, so that it can have any shape and performance, whatever."

This is a bit outrageous.

This kind of concept, let alone ordinary people, even Vegapunk feels quite outrageous. Is this thing really possible?

To create a material that can be transformed internally, and then deformed in real time, and has a set performance, no matter how you look at it, it only exists in fantasy.

What's more, if there is such a metal, it is absolutely impossible for humans to transform it.

"Hey, how about this, you bring a small piece of metal and I'll show you."

Seeing Vegapunk still refused to believe it, Yige sighed and said this.

In fact, if there is no other way, Yige will not do this kind of thing, but when he was fighting with Sakaski and the others before, seeing the artifact in their hands, Yige had already guessed that Yimu was behind them. , it is very likely that they are the makers of those artifacts, although in terms of design and manufacture, Ige always thinks that things are quite random...

But that level of power is indeed greatly improved compared to before. Each of them seems to be a weapon of causality to some extent, as if it is just a magic word in a certain artifact. It is not easy to wear a mask. It hurts and doesn't feel hurt, it really doesn't.

With the appearance of this kind of artifact, Ige has reason to believe that the legendary Lord Im has the ability to make artifacts, and this ability is obviously easy for him, so Ige also has reason to believe that this The guy may have distributed this kind of equipment similar to sub-artifacts and pseudo-artifacts to the fighters of the world's government.

If this is the case, it will be a disaster for my own side.

It was to prevent this kind of thing from happening that Ige came to find Vegapunk, making him want to invite him to make some kind of new equipment with him.

"Here, I happened to have a small piece with me."

It seems that from the bottom of his heart, Vegapunk still has some trust in Igger, so when he made such a request, Vegapunk also took a look at it, and took out a ten Centimeter square metal Rubik's cube.

It is the heavily compressed metal he developed, and just this small piece weighs dozens of kilograms.

Yige naturally knew how powerful this metal was, so he took it over carefully, and immediately after a buzzing sound, his eyes turned crystal clear blue-green, with light golden patterns flowing crazily on them. At the same time, Yige Grid's right hand also turned white, and countless golden words flowed through his veins.

In Vegapunk's eyes, Iggy just took his Rubik's Cube with his hands, and then his eyes seemed to change a color, and then his entire right hand seemed to turn white a lot.

Afterwards, Iggy just held his Rubik's cube with his whitened right hand, and after staying there for more than ten seconds, Vegapunk discovered that Iggy's eyes seemed to have changed back to the original The color of his right hand also returned to normal.

"finished."

Just when Vegapunk was about to ask a question, Ige lowered his head first, looking at the Rubik's Cube in his hand, with excitement in his eyes.

"That's it, it's done?"

Vegapunk's eyeballs almost popped out, and it's only been a dozen seconds, and you just sat there in a daze for a dozen seconds, and it's done?
And this square, it seems that there is no change at all!
Hearing Vegapunk's question, Ige didn't answer, just smiled, then spoke softly, and said a number:
"one."

Whoa!
Before he finished speaking, the shape of the cube in his hand suddenly changed, from the original shape of the cube to a fluid one, and after turning around Yige's palm, it condensed into a solid again, and this time Look again, it has become the shape of a musket, and the black muzzle is pointing directly out of the window.

boom!
The flames suddenly appeared, the bullet was ejected, and the porthole was shattered all over the place.

"Hey hey, Im, I've made something good to wait for you!"

(End of this chapter)