One Piece: The Cryo Doctor on the Straw Hat Ship

Although the ship spirit of the Merry has appeared, and V is present, he will certainly not allow the Merry to experience any more outrageous suffering.

But there's no rule that a pirate crew can only have one pirate ship.

It's time for the Thousand Sunny to appear in this world.

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The spaceship burst out of the White Sea, cutting a straight crack in the clouds like a sharp arrow.

The clouds were torn apart at high speed, leaving long white trails on both sides of the boat.

V stood in the cockpit, looking out the porthole at the gradually clearing blue ocean below.

In the blink of an eye, a day has passed.

Under V's control, the airship switched to submersible mode and silently sank into the deep waters near Marineford, lying quietly on the seabed like a lurking metal behemoth.

V left the cabin alone. The seawater flowed across his skin, yet it seemed to be trapped in some strange force field, creating a state of relative zero friction with his skin, forming a brief passage.

He stepped out of the cabin, his legs slightly bent, and then he pushed off with all his might!

Moonwalk.

Visible ripples spread through the air beneath his feet as V's figure shot through the sea like an arrow, leaping into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he stomped on the air repeatedly, his body drawing a smooth arc ten meters above the sea surface as he sped toward the back of Marineford.

As the headquarters of the Navy, Marineford's defenses are virtually impenetrable.

The towering Justice Fortress stands like a giant in the center of the island, surrounded by layers of fortifications, patrolling warships, watchtowers, and a continuous network of reconnaissance Den Den Mushi.

Any unauthorized approach will be detected immediately, followed by a thunderous strike.

—Unless, this loophole was intentionally left by Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the Supreme Commander of the Navy Headquarters.

V's figure landed at a very secluded small harbor behind Marineford.

There are no warships docked here, no sentries, and even the lighting is sparse.

The rocks along the harbor edge are smoothed by the waves over the years, and a few old moisture-proof lamps emit a dim yellow light, barely illuminating a small area.

A figure dressed in an ordinary naval uniform, with the brim of his hat pulled low, was already waiting there.

Upon seeing V land, he slightly raised his head, revealing a face that V already recognized through brain-computer interface data—Grus.

“Mr. V,” Gross said in a low, rapid voice, “please come with me. The Marshal has already made the arrangements.”

V nodded without saying a word, simply following silently behind Grus.

The two entered the fortress through a narrow maintenance passage behind the port.

The passageway was dimly lit, crisscrossed with pipes, and filled with the smell of machine oil and metal.

Occasionally, the footsteps of patrolling soldiers could be heard from above, but Gross always managed to dodge them by turning into side roads or hidden maintenance openings in advance.

Clearly, this route was meticulously planned.

"This renovation plan has been classified as top secret."

As Gross led the way, he explained in a low voice, "All participants have signed confidentiality agreements, and communications with the outside world during the operation will be monitored."

"The operating area is located on the third basement level, with independent power supply and ventilation, and is physically isolated from other areas of the headquarters."

"Have the people from the World Government arrived yet?" V asked.

“We’ve arrived,” Gross replied. “Now we’re waiting for you.”

He has the utmost respect for V, who transformed himself into the person he is today.

Capable people are respected wherever they go.

He paused, then added, "Peacock coordinates things down there; she's in charge of liaising with the people from the World Government."

V pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected a faint blue light in the dim light.

"Okay, I see."

"Pass the word... the modification surgery can be performed at any time."

“Yes, Mr. V.” Gross immediately accepted the order.

Soon, a secret surgery began in the underground chamber prepared by the Warring States Marshal.

Chapter 156 Kind-hearted V

"what?"

Meanwhile, in a spacious office in Marineford.

Akainu, who was working overtime, suddenly stood up and his face contorted in pain as he listened to the voice on the other end of the Den Den Mushi.

The documents on his desk rustled as he moved, and several reports fluttered to the floor.

"Pirates...are in Marineford right now!?"

Akainu's voice was deep, but it could not conceal the anger within it.

As the proposer and leader of "absolute justice," regardless of his views on ordinary people, he at least genuinely hated and loathed every pirate!

Pirates actually infiltrated the Marine Headquarters where he was stationed.

This is not only a mockery of the naval defense system, but also a direct trampling on the righteous principles he upholds.

But at the same time, what puzzled him even more was...

Why would Saint Satan, one of the Five Elders, know this information before I did?

Before Akainu could even voice his question, the person on the other end of the Den Den Mushi spoke up:

"Don't get excited, Sakazuki."

"That pirate was someone I asked Sengoku to let in."

"Ok?"

Akainu was suddenly stunned, never expecting such an answer.

Following that, Satan briefly recounted what had happened.

Upon hearing that Satan Saint and Fleet Admiral Sengoku were actually making a deal with a pirate, Akainu's brows furrowed once again.

But as a loyal servant of the World Government, he could not possibly deny Satan's decision.

This is the fundamental cornerstone of the justice he believes in.

Inside Akainu's office, the air seemed to have solidified into lead.

Sakazuki Akainu remained in the posture of answering a Den Den Mushi, and the snail creature that mimicked the face of Satan seemed to have become the supreme "Celestial Dragon Snail," with an air of arrogance and haughtiness.

"So... what's the significance of you specifically telling me this?" Akainu asked, puzzled.

If the pirates were released by Satan himself, why would he call him?

The Den Den Mushi simulated the face of Saint Satan, and a strong desire for control flashed in those deep eyes.

“That V…” Satan’s voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable weight, “possesses a level of technology that is in no way inferior to Vegapunk’s.”

"how is this possible?"

Upon hearing this, Akainu's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously questioned in a low voice.

Vegapunk's wisdom was ahead of his time, a fact universally acknowledged by the entire navy and even the world's scientific research community.

Even though he always felt that the Navy and the World Government were too lenient with Vegapunk, he never thought of belittling him.

But... a man who can rival Vegapunk in the field of scientific research?

Does such a thing really exist in this world?

Akainu was puzzled.

Satan continued, "His appearance can completely replace Vegapunk's role, thus allowing the World Government to exert greater pressure on Vegapunk."

"Make him abandon those unrealistic projects and focus on researching things that are beneficial to the world government."

It turned out to be the case.

As a Marine Admiral, Akainu instantly understood Satan's thoughts.

Checks and balances.

This is a common tactic used by those in positions of power.

Just like Sengoku is the official Fleet Admiral of the Navy, the Five Elders had actually been in contact with him for a long time and even expressed their intention to promote him to the position of the next Fleet Admiral.

This limited Sengoku's control over the navy, ensuring that the power of both Sengoku and Akainu was firmly in the hands of the World Government.

Clearly... Satan Saint is preparing to repeat his old tricks.

"Is there anything I can do?"

At this moment, Akainu fully demonstrated his awareness as a "loyal dog" and took the initiative to step forward and ask.

The expression on Satan's face, simulated by the Den Den Mushi, grew increasingly somber, and his voice revealed an undeniable calculating intent:

"Although V is nominally a member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, he is ultimately a pirate."

"I need you to act as if you've 'accidentally' learned of his existence as he's nearing the end of his surgery, and to put enough pressure on him based on your consistent extreme hatred of pirates—but don't actually kill him."

"It would be best to inflict serious injury on him, forcing him to remain in Marineford for a period of time."

"I will make a decision on the next step after I have studied his techniques."

"Understood." Akainu immediately accepted the order.

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A week has passed in a flash.

In the specially designated operating area on the third underground level, V suddenly appeared inside the barrier and placed the last World Government agent on the operating table.

This is the ninety-eighth surgery he has performed since he came here.