The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 297 Take Away

Upon entering the research institute, which was filled with a mysterious and technological atmosphere, Wes spotted a rather peculiar-looking man.

His cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, as if he had a childlike innocence; his hair was already gray, but it did not affect the wisdom emanating from him; most eye-catching of all was his head, which was twice the size of his body, as if it were filled with endless wisdom and wonderful ideas.

With an enormous tongue protruding from his mouth and hanging long down to his abdomen, coupled with his slender legs, the man's appearance was both bizarre and unique. This man was none other than the famous Dr. Vegapunk.

"Dr. Vegapunk, nice to meet you..." Wes had only uttered half a sentence when Vegapunk eagerly interrupted him.

"You really are an alien?" Vegapunk's eyes instantly lit up with a fiery light, as if he had discovered a rare treasure, and then he bombarded him with a barrage of questions.

These questions ranged from the mysteries of the universe to alien technology, from the landscape of Wes's hometown to his special abilities—a diverse array that left Wes completely bewildered and utterly dumbfounded.

Vegapunk seemed to realize he had been a bit too hasty. He scratched his head sheepishly and quickly said, "Sorry."

"No need," Wes smiled slightly and waved his hand, then his expression turned serious. "The World Government people are coming soon. You come with me first."

In fact, the relationship between Vegapunk and the World Government has never been harmonious.

Although he was supposedly placed under house arrest on this island by the World Government, ostensibly for protection, his freedom was actually restricted in many ways.

He couldn't carry out many research projects according to his own wishes and often had to follow the arrangements of the World Government. However, the World Government provided him with sufficient financial support, which allowed him to stay here with minimal effort.

Therefore, if Vegapunk could break free from the World Government's control, that would be an extremely desirable outcome.

Weiss, of course, knew the ins and outs of this.

"I don't take the World Government seriously." Wes's first words were like a bombshell, instantly shocking Vegapunk.

In Vegapunk's mind, the World Government was a colossal entity with supreme authority, controlling many affairs of the entire world. How could he not be surprised that this person could speak such grand words so casually?

"The technology and civilization on this planet are too backward. Only Devil Fruits and Haki are somewhat interesting."

Wes continued, a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if everything on this planet seemed trivial to him.

"The universe!" Upon hearing Wes's words, Vegapunk couldn't help but raise his head and look at the vast and boundless sky, a deep longing in his eyes.

That vast universe had always been full of endless mystery and allure for him, and he longed to have the opportunity to truly explore it.

"How about it, want to come with me?" Wes extended an invitation, his eyes fixed on Vegapunk, awaiting his reply.

Vegapunk frowned slightly as he slowly looked around.

This research institute is the culmination of his many years of hard work. The sophisticated instruments inside, and the numerous unfinished experiments being conducted, all embody his wisdom and dedication.

Taking all these things away like this is no easy task. After all, the World Government will never let him leave so easily and will definitely try every means to stop him.

"If you can't bear to part with this research institute, then leave it to me."

Wess saw Vegapunk's concerns and opened his arms without hesitation.

A huge spatial rift appeared in the outside air, the rift resembling a giant mouth.

Before Vegapunk could react, the spatial rift suddenly expanded, swallowing the entire research institute along with everything inside in one gulp. The whole process was so fast that Vegapunk didn't even have time to react.

Meanwhile, trapped inside the barrier, Kizaru watched helplessly as the research institute vanished into thin air right before his eyes.

"This is troublesome." Cold sweat instantly broke out on Kizaru's forehead and slowly trickled down his cheeks.

He knew in his heart that he had really messed up this time. If anything happened to Dr. Vegapunk, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the World Government.

A few minutes later, Satan appeared on Future Island.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. As soon as he landed, his gaze locked onto the original location of the research institute. Looking at the research institute that had vanished without a trace, his face instantly turned extremely gloomy, as if shrouded in dark clouds, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"What's going on?" Satan's voice was low and cold, full of questioning, and his gaze shot towards Kizaru like a sharp arrow.

"As you can see, Dr. Vegapunk has been taken away."

Kizaru remained as lazy as ever, shrugging and answering slowly.

In his view, he had indeed done his best, but the sudden appearance of that guy was too strangely powerful, and being trapped was a helpless situation.

"Useless." Satan reprimanded Kizaru mercilessly.

In Satan's eyes, Kizaru, as a Marine Admiral, has the important responsibility of guarding this place and protecting Vegapunk, but now he has allowed Vegapunk to be taken away so easily, which is an extreme dereliction of duty.

Upon hearing the reprimand, Kizaru could only shrug helplessly again: "There's nothing I can do if I'm trapped."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Although there was a hint of explanation in his tone, it was more of a sense of resignation, after all, the facts were right in front of him, the person was indeed taken away right under his nose.

"What is this?" Satan only then noticed the barrier trapping Kizaru. He frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He slowly walked forward, reaching out to touch the barrier, wanting to see what it was that could be so powerful as to trap even a naval admiral inside.

The moment his hand touched the barrier, a feeling of powerlessness washed over him.

Satan's brows furrowed even more, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise and seriousness.

"?" Satan was filled with doubt and resentment, and he decided to try again.

He quickly concentrated his domineering aura on his cane, and the originally ordinary cane was instantly enveloped in a layer of domineering aura.

Then, he suddenly exerted force and stabbed his staff hard into the barrier, wanting to break it with this powerful strike.

However, to his surprise, the barrier remained completely unmoved. His attack was like an ant trying to shake a tree, having no real impact on the barrier whatsoever.

Seeing this, Satan gritted his teeth and increased his strength again. The veins on his arms bulged, and his whole body trembled slightly from the exertion.

However, even though he used all his strength, the barrier still showed no sign of being broken.

"Hmph!" Satan snorted and withdrew his cane.

His face grew increasingly grim, and the anger in his heart burned ever brighter.

Vegapunk's importance to the World Government is evident in his current situation. He has been taken away, and Vegapunk is unable to even break the barrier that is trapping Kizaru. This has left him feeling incredibly frustrated and angry.

He stood there, his gaze cold as he surveyed his surroundings, pondering how to deal with this sudden turn of events, and how to find Vegapunk and salvage this dire situation.

(End of this chapter)