Pirates' Max Level System

"Eliminate, agreed. I said a long time ago that Germa shouldn't be allowed in. The Vinsmoke family is a bunch of lunatics."

The shadows 004 through 007 mocked and accused Old Vinsmoke one after another. 001 and 008, as forces outside the North Sea, watched the siege with amusement. At the same time, they were somewhat concerned about their own investments, so their attitude towards 002 became less friendly.

Except for 003 Darwin and old Vinsmoke himself who did not speak, the scene was completely calm.

"Actually, I really want to know what 003 thinks." Old Vinsmoke was in no hurry to argue, and asked Darwin as soon as he opened his mouth.

To be honest, Darwin was a bit surprised. He couldn't figure out what this old fox, Vinsmoke, was up to. He even asked for his opinion at this moment. This was no different from actively giving himself up.

He couldn't figure out Vinsmoke's intentions for a moment, but Darwin wasn't afraid at all. He had prepared a lot beforehand, and with his great start, Darwin would be afraid of him.

"I can tolerate other things, but 002, you absolutely shouldn't bring the navy here."

Darwin hit the nail on the head. No matter how much he'd said before, the word "navy" wouldn't be enough. No matter how much trouble the other North Sea forces were causing, as long as the six North Sea forces within the alliance united, they wouldn't cause much trouble.

But the navy is different. They are not just "imperial envoys" from the Marine Headquarters, Marineford. There is another behemoth standing behind them - the World Government.

Darwin's words pushed the anger of the others in the meeting towards old Vinsmoke to a climax, which gave Darwin a slight sense of pleasure in revenge.

Facing the crowd's accusations, Old Vinsmoke scoffed with disdain. Here it comes, a routine that's unique to Old Vinsmoke. Now, please unleash your willfulness and begin your performance.

"So, you're just a bunch of useless scum. You're always focused on your own little corner. Do you even know what's going on elsewhere? Do you really think that the navy from headquarters came to the North Sea to investigate? Haha, their original target was Vegapunk."

Old Vinsmoke said this without blushing. If it weren't for his son's warning, he wouldn't have collected intelligence from the navy and learned these things.

Then Old Vinsmoke told the story of how the navy had discovered Vegapunk's secret and had been secretly searching everywhere. He then described the navy's itinerary and small actions after arriving in the North Sea.

Are you stupid? If I hadn't exposed this matter, you wouldn't even know your home was raided. Looking at the other seven people who were frustrated and silent, old Vinsmoke felt indescribably relieved. How badly he had been scolded just now, how happy he felt now.

Killing with only a sliver of health left, that’s how awesome it is.

Chapter 642: Plan Passed

Old Vinsmoke would not let these seven off so easily.

Words like idiot, fool, and pig teammate came out of old Vinsmoke's mouth, mixed in with some earnest persuasion.

Tsk tsk tsk, guess what, those people were like a wronged young wife, they could feel through the projection that the black shadows representing them were shaking with anger, but they couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Old Vinsmoke liked to see others who were obviously very angry, but he had no way to deal with it and even dared not to speak.

Hehe, if you have the guts, come and chop me down through the Internet cable.

The other seven, including Darwin, no longer had the energy to argue with old Vinsmoke, and just endured his ridicule and insults.

When they heard that the Navy's target from the very beginning was Vegapunk, their hearts trembled.

It feels like you are in an alley and a stray dog ​​is staring at you. You may be a little nervous, but you don’t think the stray dog ​​will necessarily pay attention to you or bite you.

But after removing the disguise, it was revealed that this was not a stray dog, but a hungry tiger.

"Tell me what you think, old Vinsmoke. Since you've investigated so many things and sent out that invitation letter, I don't believe you don't have any follow-up plans. Whether it's the North Sea or Vegapunk, we should have the final say. Even the Navy and the World Government can't do that."

Darwin compromised with Vinsmoke, and the confrontation ultimately ended in Vinsmoke's victory. The tide turned quickly; those who had previously mocked Vinsmoke now praised his foresight and generosity.

Enjoying the flattery of the Face Changers, Old Vinsmoke slowly said, "It's simple. I plan to take this opportunity to organize the North Sea's premier martial arts tournament in Calgary. I'd like to use martial arts to make friends and stop wars. What do you think?"

How else can you see it? Use your eyes.

The other seven were baffled. What was the North Sea's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament? Was old Vinsmoke out of his mind? And the subsequent talk of making friends through martial arts and stopping war with martial arts was pure bullshit. How could you, the North Sea's top war criminal, have the nerve to say such things?

The above was obviously not the main point. Seeing that no one reacted, Old Vinsmoke continued:

"The competition is just a process, the key is the prize. In addition to the prize money, the top three will receive devil fruits, famous swords, and weapons as rewards. And from the fourth to the sixteenth place, there will be rewards. As for the rewards, I think..."

Having said that, old Vinsmoke kept the other person in suspense, and only let the other person know after he had whetted their appetite enough.

"Armed prosthetic limbs, I think thirteen of these things are enough to drive the entire North Sea crazy."

Several people gasped in response. As Old Vinsmoke spoke of his plan, the other seven instantly understood.

The competition was just a gimmick, a promotion for the weaponized prosthetic limbs. The first place winner getting a Devil Fruit was certainly enviable, but it also indirectly demonstrated the rarity and preciousness of Devil Fruits.

In contrast, the thirteen armed prosthetics, each as powerful as a Devil Fruit, stood out. If the organizers could come up with thirteen at once, could they also come up with fourteen, or even fifteen?

Does this mean that armed prosthetic limbs are a powerful weapon that can be mass-produced? As long as it can be mass-produced, a higher price is often not a problem. Can it be as expensive as the devil fruits that appear at auctions year-round? Especially when the devil fruit market has doubled because of Qin Luo.

There was no need for Old Vinsmoke to explain much about the subsequent plans. The others could all guess that a weapons exhibition would be held after the martial arts competition. The protagonist of this exhibition would undoubtedly be the famous armed prosthesis.

Holding an arms exhibition after a military arms race is a common practice.

No wonder Vinsmoke chose Calgary as the venue. This kind of tournament and weapons exhibition was only suitable for Calgary, home to the "North Sea Weapons Factory."

Of course, this series of plans by old Vinsmoke also brought two problems.

In this way, people led by the Dynasul family and the Germa Kingdom will officially fall out with the Navy and the World Government.

Well, it seems the other party had no intention of letting them go from the beginning. Vegapunk was not something that could be divided or conceded. Darwin's words suddenly echoed in their ears. Beihai and Vegapunk had the final say...

Well, let's do it this way. Even a powerful dragon can't defeat a local snake. What do you, a declining navy, think you can do to me?

That leaves only one question.

"Will Vegapunk agree to produce a sufficient number of armed prosthetic limbs in such a short time?" 006 Shadow expressed this doubt on behalf of everyone.

"Haha, don't underestimate Vegapunk. This guy is not that simple. His experimental product is the core thing, and he obviously has no intention of handing it over to us. So we just need to force him and give him enough materials." Old Vinsmoke said casually.

"You sent people to sneak into the research base." 004 Black Shadow realized he had spoken out of turn as soon as he finished speaking. Everyone present had sent people in, it was just a matter of how many people were sent in, and how fast the information was transmitted.

And the situation is indeed as old Vinsmoke said. Of the nine glass culture tanks in the research base, eight are used to cultivate armed prosthetic limbs for eight forces, and the last one belongs to Vegapunk himself.

"That's no problem, but we need more materials." Ignoring the embarrassed 004 Black Shadow, Darwin and 007 Black Shadow discussed it and agreed to this matter. One of their forces would be responsible for the transportation of materials, and the other would be responsible for the management of the base.

"It's okay. I guess the Dinasur family hasn't had a good time lately, so I prepared a batch of materials in advance."

Dar 3.9wen became even more wary of old Vinsmoke, as the other party knew the list of materials and the situation of the Dinasur family very well.

"Okay." Darwin forced out a word from between his teeth.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Old Vinsmoke said slowly, "Free information. It's not just the Navy that's targeting Vegapunk. The Don Quixote Family, who have been quite troubled in recent years, is also keeping an eye on him. The destruction of the naval base and the recent troubles of the Dynasul Family are both due to him."

After saying that, the black shadow representing old Vinsmoke disappeared and he went offline.

The meeting became awkward, and 004's shadow trembled with anger. Everyone knew that Vinsmoke's last words were directed at him. 004's forces were now allies of the Don Quixote family.

Chapter 643: Invitation to the Martial Arts Tournament

The so-called "alliance" relationship is also very watery.

As we all know, the rise of the Don Quixote family was achieved through ruthlessness and various conspiracies and tricks.

As a neighbor of the Don Quixote family, 004 was quickly frightened and became an ally that absolutely obeyed the command of the Don Quixote family.

They are just superficial allies, those who understand will understand.

Darwin had been feeling the wrath of the Don Quixote family lately. Previously, he hadn't taken action against 004 because of the Germa Kingdom, his primary enemy. But now that old Vinsmoke was offline, don't expect him to be nice to 004. Who knew what role 004 had played in this whole time?

With a snort, the image representing Darwin vanished. Faced with this awkward and strange atmosphere, the remaining six people looked at each other, then logged off one after another with bitter smiles.

As the projection system, the only light source in the conference room, shut down, Darwin was plunged into darkness. Darwin's face was expressionless, his hands resting on his chin as he pondered, his thoughts unsettled.

A minute later, a beam of light pierced through the darkness, shining in. It was the butler who had pushed open the door to the conference room. However, the light didn't last long. After the butler closed the door again, the conference room returned to a black monochromatic hue.

"Master." The butler greeted softly and then quietly stood behind Darwin. He knew very well that his master preferred to think in darkness and silence, and he must not be disturbed at such times.

After a while, Darwin said, "Butler, what do you think the goal of those people in the Germa Kingdom is? How many secrets do they know about the research base?" Compared to the navy, Darwin was more afraid of old Vinsmoke.

"This..." The butler was speechless for a moment. He couldn't answer either of the two questions. Isn't this asking too much?

"Does the Patriarch think that person is really after an alliance?"

Darwin shook his head decisively.

"In that case, no matter what the other party's purpose and plan are, doesn't it harm the interests of the Dinasur family?"

There's no room for two tigers on one mountain. That's exactly what the housekeeper meant. There's no need to consider the other party's motives. There's only one title for the North Sea's No. 1 Family, and in the struggle for it, everyone they encounter is an enemy.

The butler's answer did not satisfy Darwin, the only effect it had was to help him make up his mind.

"Give orders to everyone to prepare to welcome the navy and prepare for the upcoming tournament. In addition to our team, we also need to prepare some more people to participate."

Darwin's first lack of order is easy to understand. Now that Calgary has become the center of the vortex, the Dinasur family must be prepared in advance, even prepared for battle.

As for the second point, the butler was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood.

At the recent meeting, there was no stipulation that any of the factions present were forbidden from sending representatives. Even if they didn't necessarily win the Devil Fruit prize for first place, they wouldn't miss out on the armored prosthetic limbs for fourth through sixteenth place. As for the other candidates, they likely had similar goals.

The butler turned around and said goodbye, and Darwin planned to go to Vegapunk himself to discuss the prize.

At noon the next day, on a luxury yacht, Qin Luo, Olivia, Taotu and Tsunade were enjoying top-notch seafood dishes, the warm sunshine, and some sea water brought up by the speeding yacht.

Everything is so beautiful, it would be even more perfect if that old man wasn't there.

After eating and drinking, Qin Luo wiped his mouth and said, "Tell me, butler, what is the purpose of the Dinasur family inviting us here? I have to say in advance that although I am very satisfied with this short speedboat trip, if the request is too much..."

What I mean is that if your request is too excessive, don't blame me for eating the sugar coating and then firing back.

"Haha, sir, you're joking. But I do have a small matter here that I need your help with."

It's embarrassing to say that the Dinasur family has not yet found out the identities of Qin Luo and the others. They all registered at the hotel with fake names, such as Zhang Wei, Bob, Cindy and other common names. It is said that there is one Zhang Wei in every hundred people. Tell me, is that scary?

The housekeeper naturally wouldn't call Qin Luo and the others by those pseudonyms, as that would be too embarrassing.

"Sir, please look at this." The butler handed two things to Qin Luo. In one night, he had figured out the general process of the martial arts competition and wrote it down in a document.

"The first North Sea Martial Arts Tournament?"

Qin Luo glanced at the butler suspiciously. The Dynasul family was insane, still in the mood for such a thing at a time like this. If you want to lure out a Super Saiyan, I suggest you change the name to the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

"Please continue reading." The butler did not answer, but gestured for Qin Luo to continue reading.

"Registration form for the conference? You don't want me to sign up, do you?" Qin Luo threw the document in his hand on the table and asked speechlessly.

"Um, is that not possible? The head of the family believes that only masters like you can shine in the martial arts tournament. Maybe you will meet some interesting opponents."

It's not ruled out that the butler's flattery was acceptable, but if you ask me to participate, I will participate, which would be very embarrassing. Moreover, the Dinasur family has definitely made up their minds to invite him, the boss, to participate in the child beating competition.

Qin Luo, who had no interest in the martial arts competition, waved his hand at the housekeeper, indicating that it was not possible.

"Sir, the prizes for the top three are devil fruits, famous swords and weapons of your choice. Even the fourth to sixteenth place will receive an armed prosthetic limb." The purpose of the butler's visit was to persuade Qin Luo to participate in the competition, so how could he give up easily?

While trying to persuade Qin Luo with the prize, he was observing Qin Luo's expression, especially when he talked about the armed prosthesis. The housekeeper never gave up trying to test Qin Luo's mind, but he failed again. When he heard about the armed prosthesis, Qin Luo's expression did not change.

Qin Luo was upset. Not only was he being tested, but more importantly, he seemed to be looked down upon. "What about fourth to sixteenth place? Didn't you see that five-meter-long slap that night?" As someone with some strength, he still tried to provoke me with such words.

With a sharp murderous intent, Qin Luo's eyes swept across the yacht.

In an instant, everyone except the three women fell to the ground with a thud.

The warm sunlight that fell on the butler was like a biting cold wind. He finally understood why Red Eyes was in such a state of disgrace.

Chapter 644: Things Like Internal Appointment

This murderous intent lasted for about half a minute. The people on the yacht felt that one of their feet had already stepped into the Sanzu River before Qin Luo barely pulled it back.

Qin Luo looked at the sweaty butler with a joking expression and said softly, "It's even." He looked as if to say, you play tricks on me, I play tricks on you, how fair.

The housekeeper was in a state of despair, not knowing whether to say "Mm-m-p" or not. In the end, his desire to win prevented him from speaking his mind.

But the housekeeper obviously restrained himself a lot afterwards. He suddenly no longer expected Qin Luo to come to the tournament. This humanoid monster was a million times more ferocious than the most terrifying dinosaur he knew. Throwing him into the tournament was like a tiger among a flock of sheep.

A tournament is all about attracting attention and creating controversy; a one-sided match without this balance will only draw ridicule. The steward doesn't want to mess up the tournament.

The housekeeper suddenly had some doubts about Qin Luo's identity. Could it be...

"Sir, we want to ask if any of your men are suitable for participating in this competition. We are worried that we don't have enough participants, and we hope to get your support." After thinking for a while, the butler changed his words.

Still trying to test me, you, the butler, think one minute and 60 seconds is too long and want to reduce it by one second. Qin Luo gave the butler a subtle look, and he suddenly remembered a poem, "Forget it, my life is more important."

"Wait. I have a suggestion for you to listen to." Feeling the oppression in the air, the butler quickly stopped. Unable to tolerate his rudeness, the butler leaned close to Qin Luo's ear and whispered.

""

Qin Luo's expression changed from impatience to calmness, and then it did not change.

After finishing speaking, the butler looked at Qin Luo nervously. This was the greatest benefit he could offer, and this was based on his guess about Qin Luo's identity.

One minute, or perhaps even longer, the butler couldn't remember, he just felt that the period of time was a bit long.

Qin Luo responded: "Well, let me think about it, and leave the things with me first."

The housekeeper was relieved and was sure that the matter was most likely to be settled. Just like just now, Qin Luo refused very straightforwardly and said he would not participate.