Pirates: Admiral Silver Falcon is also very irritable today

"What? This is... Whitebeard's son?"

"Can you two old men improve your ability to receive information?!" Michael's mouth twitched, "I've already said that this is Whitebeard's clone, so he can be considered his son!"

"Clone?" Garp touched his chin and looked at Whitebeard II who was still in a state of autism, "No matter how you look at it, the cloning is a bit of a failure, right?"

"It's definitely not simply cloned with Whitebeard's genes. It's probably that Miss Bakin added her own genes to it... and then after the strong and the weak were neutralized, it became like this."

"Miss Bakin?"

"It's Bakingom Stussy."

"Oh, the woman on Rocks' ship who has been entangled with Whitebeard!" When Garp heard the name, he remembered the woman who had been clinging to Whitebeard's shoulder when the Rocks Pirates attacked.

"Yes, it's her."

"Where is she?" Garp looked at Michael strangely, "Although it has been many years, the bounty on the members of the Rocks Pirates has never been withdrawn."

"Dead." Michael shrugged, "Killed by this big fool himself."

"Killed his own mother...with his own hands?"

"To be precise, he killed one of his gene providers...I will not admit that what Miss Bakin did can be called a 'mother'." Michael curled his lips and continued, "And now Miss Bakin is no longer the bright-eyed and white-toothed blonde beauty she was back then, she is just an old lady who is about to shrink into a potato. Forget it... Even if we capture her alive, she won't match the bounty order."

"Is that so... Let's forget it." Garp nodded, and then suddenly remembered something, "Wait, come to think of it... I remember there was a woman who looked like Miss Bakin in Vegapunk's MADS?"

"Oh, that's her clone... She's the first generation and the most successful one, much more successful than the original." Michael looked at Zephyr and said with a smile, "But she's a member of CP0 now."

"CP0? So is she in the same group with Vegapunk, or..."

"What do you think?" Michael's grinning look made him look so annoying.

Garp just took a look and his fists started to itch.

While Michael and Garp were talking about these things recklessly, Zephyr pretended not to hear them, turned around, and continued to look at his disciples.

"Teacher Zefa, are you not interested in what we say?" Michael approached Zefa in a mean manner, "Don't you want to know what the conflict is between Vegapunk, the World Government and our Navy?"

"When have I ever been interested in this kind of thing? Michael, is this the first day you met me?" Zefa sighed and looked at Michael, "No matter what this world becomes, I just need to know that I am a member of the Navy, that's all."

"I didn't say anything, why are you in a hurry to express your opinion, teacher?"

Michael spread his hands and shrugged at Zefa.

Zeff took a deep look at Michael. When he was his student, Michael was just a seemingly mediocre person who was always in the middle of the assessment.

But who would have thought that this mediocrity was just a disguise. Many years later, he has become the chief inspector of the Navy, and his strength is no longer what it used to be.

Originally in his eyes, the best disciples were Borsalino, Sakaski and Kuzan.

But now, in his heart, Michael is already above the three of them.

At least in terms of achievements, there is no substantial difference between the Chief Inspector and the three admirals...

But Michael is much younger than the three admirals.

And...

If you count the things Michael has done, even if the three admirals are added together, they can't be compared with him.

"Michael..."

"Teacher, you say."

"What do you want?" Zefa's eyes showed a rare trace of confusion, "Do you want to be the strongest, or the most powerful? Or both?"

"I will be the strongest, and I will be the most powerful, but this is not my goal, but the means I need to achieve my ultimate goal."

Michael said these words without hesitation. He knows Zefa too well.

If it comes to kindness, then he is definitely the most kind in the entire navy.

But too much is as bad as too little, so after White II massacred the elite training camp, his temperament completely changed and became an extreme diode thinking.

Regarding Zefa's original "noMichael does not agree with the principle of "not killing", but he can accept it.

Because in this world, there must always be such idealists to barely illuminate the way forward.

Besides, the most important thing for a strong man is his belief.

If his belief is influenced by others and changes, then he is no longer that strong man.

After Zefa gave up the principle of not killing in the original work, the original "Black Arm" had essentially disappeared.

What's left is only a soul that wants revenge on the whole world.

"Is that so... Then what do you want to achieve? Can you tell me?"

"There's nothing that can't be said about this." Michael shook his head, stood beside Zefa, and said softly, "I hope that workers all over the world will stand up and no longer be oppressed by the world government, pirates, or even the navy. I hope to let the whole world enter an era with relative freedom and positive order... I hope that everyone is equal, lives and works in peace, and does not have to die because of the pressure of Tian Shangjin or the threat of pirates. "

After Michael finished speaking, not only Zefa, but even Garp, who had been wearing the same pants as Michael from the beginning, looked at Michael with shocked eyes.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Finally, it was Zefa's chuckle that broke the silence.

"Michael, you are indeed my best student!" Zefa gradually changed from chuckle to laughter, "Hahahaha! Sakaski and the other three probably don't even dare to think about what you said! Michael, you are really the most audacious person in the world!"

"Is it bad to be audacious?" Michael's mouth curled up slightly, "To live a safe life by yourself and to let everyone live a safe life, these two options are not wrong. If I were just an ordinary person, I would definitely choose the former without hesitation, because I am not a saint..."

"But I have the power I have now, so I think choosing the latter will make me sleep more peacefully at night."

"You are really excellent. "Zeff nodded with a smile, "Let's go."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to them?"

"What are you saying goodbye to? I'm not going to die."

"What I mean is... they will be trained under Garp later..."

"Hiss... Then I'd better say goodbye to them... these poor little things."