Chapter 344: Undercover Near Blackbeard

New World, Punk Hazard.

Vegapunk Laboratory.

The overwhelming sense of technology and the smell of metal oil hitting his face suddenly woke Blackbeard up.

Especially upon seeing Vegapunk's pointed head, Blackbeard felt his world collapse; it was even more unbearable than facing imminent execution: Damn World Government, they actually sent him to Vegapunk for experiments?

Is there no humanity left?

Is there no moral bottom line?

Blackbeard had heard more or less of Vegapunk's glorious deeds.

As a Logia-type Brain-Brain Fruit user, Vegapunk is the man with the world's largest brain, originally the leader of the notorious MADS.

MADS was dedicated to developing techniques that violated human ethics, such as lineage factor cloning and bio-mechanical fusion.

At this moment, Blackbeard already foresaw his miserable future: being studied and transformed by Vegapunk into a biological weapon that is neither man nor ghost.

These bastards!

Do they really have no shred of humanity?

Karp wiped the fingers he had been picking his nose with onto Blackbeard.

"Here, I've brought the person. Keep an eye on this brat, don't let him run away again."

"Please rest assured, Vice Admiral Karp."

Through preliminary scanning by the equipment, Vegapunk had already discovered Blackbeard's abnormal body structure; such a precious experimental subject naturally required strict guarding.

"Once he's in my hands, he won't escape even with wings."

Even while talking to Karp, Vegapunk's eyes sparkled with green light, staring fixedly at Blackbeard as if examining a rare treasure.

Vegapunk was eager to unravel the secrets of Blackbeard's body and loudly called for his assistants.

"Quick, quick, send the subject to the operating table."

Seeing this situation, Karp finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The regret of failing to cut off Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen's path to kingship years ago was finally realized on Blackbeard today.

The seas will have one less scourge from now on.

"See you later, everyone."

Dropping those words, Karp swaggered out of the laboratory, leaving only Blackbeard's heart-wrenching curses echoing endlessly.

"Navy, just you wait!"

"All of you, you will all die!"

Spouting threats was Blackbeard's final act of stubbornness.

For the next second, Vegapunk held a thick syringe and injected a massive dose of anesthetic into Blackbeard's body.

"Cut."

Calm Sea, some unnamed desolate island.

"My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen."

Vice Warden of Impel Down, Rolen, wore a face full of smiles.

"The situation has been a bit tight lately; I really had to exert great effort to smooth things out up and down to get Lafitte out of Impel Down."

Hearing this, Saint Saint Saiwen smiled.

"Lu."

Receiving the signal, Lachy Lu took a bearer bond from the Sabaody Archipelago Auction House worth one billion Belly from his pocket and stuffed it into Rolen's hand.

With one billion Belly in hand, the smile on Rolen's face instantly became even more brilliant.

"Thank you for your generosity, My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen."

Saint Saint Saiwen spent money to save trouble, Rolen took money to do the job; both felt they had won big.

After all, Saint Saint Saiwen spent the five hundred billion learning funds provided by the Five Elders; after the group's extravagant spending on Sabaody, about two billion Belly remained.

With the deal done, Saint Saint Saiwen did not stay any longer but took Lafitte and returned to the Donghai Dihuang.

"My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, take your time."

Watching the Donghai Dihuang sail further and further away, Rolen rubbed the bearer bond in his hand and sighed.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen... truly rich."

Lafitte's bounty was only twenty million Belly, yet Saint Saint Saint Saiwen paid a ten billion Belly labor fee.

Thinking of Yuzhi Xiliu voluntarily joining the Morning Star Crew years ago, Rolen felt even more emotional.

"Yuzhi Xiliu's eyesight is truly good."

If he had followed Yuzhi Xiliu to join the Morning Star Crew back then, perhaps he would have become one of Inazuma's high officials by now.

It's not that staying in Impel Down is bad.

The key is that the World Government only pays a salary of a few money each year, less than one-tenth of ten billion Belly.

With a boss like Saint Saint Saint Saiwen who has lots of money, little work, and good benefits, who wouldn't be confused?

"What a pity, after all, I missed the chance."

Yuzhi Xiliu joining the Morning Star Crew was like sending charcoal in snowy weather; Rolen believed that if he joined the Morning Star Crew now, it would merely be adding flowers to brocade, and he could only start as an intern.

The treatment difference between Morning Star Crew interns and executives must be worlds apart.

It's better to continue staying in Impel Down, doing more good deeds for Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, and while collecting the labor fee, leave a bit of goodwill.

Who knows, it might come in handy in the future!

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the captain's cabin of the Donghai Dihuang.

Saint Saint Saiwen casually crushed the Sea Prism Stone chains wrapped around Lafitte into powder, and only then invited the other party to sit down.

"I heard you had a falling out with Blackbeard?"

After Lafitte sat down, he kept his upper body perfectly straight, his hands resting motionless on his legs.

"My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, is your relationship with Blackbeard... good... or bad?"

If Saint Saint Saiwen said his relationship with Blackbeard was good, Lafitte would immediately stand up to defend himself: The heavens bear witness, I never had a falling out with the captain; it was all a misunderstanding.

But if the relationship was bad.

Lafitte would absolutely mock Blackbeard for overestimating his own abilities, daring to claim with such little skill that he would lead the Black Crew to grow stronger and recreate its glory.

"My relationship with Brother Teach... is just average."

Hearing this, Lafitte instantly understood: average meant very bad indeed.

After all, on this great sea, an average relationship almost equated to: we are not on the same side, or even enemies with no regard for past ties, who would not only refuse to help but stab you in the back.

"My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen."

"I do not particularly like this person, Blackbeard."

"Oh?" Saint Saint Saiwen asked with a smile, "Why do you not like him? You and Arlong followed Blackbeard for a very long time."

As if recalling unbearable past events, Lafitte reproached him with great anguish.

"I had no choice back then."

"As far as I know, after Blackbeard left the White Crew and set sail, in order to recruit crew members, he employed every trick from deception to fraud."

"Looking at all of Blackbeard's actions, none but those of a lowly pirate, yet I, since childhood, have wanted to be a high-class pirate."

To survive, Lafitte burned through his entire lifetime of wisdom to completely sever ties with Blackbeard.

To avoid suffering undeserved calamity.

"I see," Saint Saint Saiwen paused.

"I thought you were one of Brother Teach's men; I was even prepared to execute you on the spot... I was mistaken."

Lafitte nodded frantically, "I am truly not one of Blackbeard's men."

"Then I am relieved," Saint Saint Saiwen shifted his tone, "To keep constant watch over Brother Teach, go serve as a spy within the Black Crew."

"Nani?!" Lafitte instantly froze.

What? After all that buildup, you actually want me to spy near Blackbeard?

Given the resentment Blackbeard holds for him in his heart, what difference is there between spying in the Black Crew and walking to one's death?

"My Lord Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, I do not know exactly where Blackbeard is hiding."

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled slightly.

"I know where he is, but before that, I need your cooperation in the coming moments..."