The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal

"Ugh!—"

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work..."

Vidal frowned, looking at the clone of Colonel Noel rolling back and forth on the ground with his head in front of the table, his face full of pain and ferocity, and his mouth screaming desperately.

At this time, there was only this wooden clone containing the 'Seed of Consciousness' in the office, and he eliminated the others at will. After all, there was only one experimental product.

"Let me see what's wrong."

Vidal stood up from the chair and walked over, at the same time using his ability to prohibit all actions of the opponent, including showing an ugly expression of pain. The wooden clone body is still wood, and it has no resistance in front of him, a person with dense fruit ability.

He squatted down, covered the wooden avatar's head with his right palm, and began to search for the 'Seed of Consciousness' inside. Soon, he discovered that there were cracks on the surface of the seed.

"So that's the case. It seems that the real wooden avatar will not work in a short time." Vidal sighed helplessly, and then destroyed the seeds in the wooden avatar's brain, freeing it from the boundless pain.

In general, there is actually no problem with his thinking. Use wood to shape the body of the avatar, and then use the abilities obtained from the Boeing Islands to endow it with intelligence and will, and then use the newly upgraded advanced knowledge and domineering ability to 'know the past' , pour memory into the 'memory seed'.

In this way, the wooden avatar with most of the memory of the main body can naturally help with many things.

But the problem is that the level of intelligence and willpower I have given is too low, and I can't bear and deal with too complicated memories and thoughts.

It's really the same as instilling human thoughts and memories into the consciousness of an insect, so the "consciousness seed" will be overwhelmed and split.

"So as long as the consciousness and intelligence endowed reach the level that can accept and process my memory, I can create a real wooden clone!" Vidal stood up, his eyes full of excitement, because he knew that this was not impossible.

Now I'm waiting for news from that guy Wu Nan, and I'll make a phone call later, once I find the target, no matter how busy I am, I have to rush there!

[Boom boom boom! 】

Just when Vidal had just cleaned up the remaining Normu clone, the door of the office was knocked again, and it was a little more urgent than before.

"Come in.

"

【boom. 】

"The head of the base! This is the order document from the headquarters! There is also a new newspaper published by the World Economic News!" Lieutenant Isoka hurriedly reported as soon as he came in.

"You don't need to give me the newspaper, you've already read it, so tell me..." Vidal took the order document from the headquarters, stood there and opened it, and said.

"Yes, it was reported in the newspaper that 'Flying Admiral' and 'Golden Lion' Shiji led the flying pirates, and they were in command of G- The 3 branches are at war!"

"Really, it seems that the sea in the new world is lively enough now." Vidal just smiled after hearing this, after all, this kind of thing had been expected long ago.

A leader of the Flying Pirates was 'dead' in his own hands. As a big boss, Shiji, the 'Golden Lion', had to react. No matter what he thought in his heart, he had to fight the navy. , this is an attitude question.

As for Shiji's contact with Garp, whether it will reveal that the Tibetan scriptures are not dead, but locked up by himself, in fact, there is no need to be too entangled.

At the beginning, he 'killed' the Tibetan scriptures in front of everyone, and tens of thousands of people watched it. Now you, Shi Ji, said that the Tibetan scriptures are not dead if they are not dead? Then he also said that he killed the Tibetan scriptures with his own hands, so why is it not counted?

You said you have the life card of the Buddhist scriptures?

Take it out and see!

Hey, this life card is a blank piece of paper, what evidence is there that it belongs to the Tibetan scriptures? Also, if the Tibetan scriptures are really not dead, this is really a life card, so why doesn't it move?

Who doesn't know that as long as it is a life card, it will always move slowly towards me!

Therefore, there is no great risk for Vidal to secretly capture the scriptures, and things like life cards are not difficult to create at all.

He also used his own experiments before. Although the parallel space in the door fruit cannot completely block the fundamental connection between the life card and himself, it is still possible to prevent it from locating himself.

"That... Aren't you worried about the situation at G-3?" Lieutenant Isoka asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, the current Lieutenant General Karp is the strongest at the top level. No opponent at the same level can beat him one-on-one. Moreover, Lieutenant General Clow and Lieutenant General Wright are both senior lieutenant generals. The last lava man, Sakaski, who can cause large-scale damage, will definitely have no problem fighting against the flying pirates, and the 'Golden Lion' will not really fight to the death."

Seeing the worry and uneasiness on his little secretary's face, Vidal gently explained the situation in the New World to him while looking at the contents of the order document.

And he feels that this battle will be a battle for Sakaski's fame, and soon everyone will understand the powerful combat power of a top natural ability user. The battle is more like a rehearsal and preview before he and Polusalino will go on the world stage.

"Hey, I didn't expect to give me this title in advance, as well as a bounty of nearly one billion Baileys and a lot of military exploits. It's really good..." Vidal laughed loudly after reading the contents of the document.

He was still thinking about how the higher-ups would reward him. After all, he personally killed the two famous crew members of the Roger Pirates, and the No. 3 figure of the Flying Pirates, the "Old Man of Time" Buddhist scriptures!

"Title? The title of the headquarters?" Lieutenant Isoka asked curiously.

"Well, it's nothing to show you. Anyway, when the next issue of the World Economic Report comes out, the whole sea will know about it." Vidal handed over the documents he dismantled to the other party, and then pushed open the door and walked out office.

Lieutenant Isoka looked at the content expectantly. After a while, his eyes widened, his mouth covered with pink lipstick opened, and he said in surprise, "Given Major General Forrest Vidal in advance... the general will fill in later." title!!"

Seeing the word general, her heartbeat began to speed up. Even though there was a supplementary word, it was shocking enough. What is that general?

The highest combat power of the Navy Headquarters!

Can command and mobilize all naval divisions in the world and the G-series branch forces on the great route, and hold the "golden phone bug", and have the ability to launch the "killing demon order" at any time without notifying the superiors to destroy any place and erase all existence Horror right!

On the other hand, Vidal is also in a very happy mood, which can be seen from the corner of his mouth.

"Basemaster!"

"Basemaster!"

The privates guarding both sides of the prison gate in the base immediately corrected their posture and reported loudly when they saw him striding over.

"Well, are those murlocs inside?" Vidal looked down and asked.

"Yes!"

"Well, I'm going to go in and see them, open the door, and don't allow anyone to come near me after I go in."

"yes!"

With a bang, the two first-class soldiers heard the secret order and quickly opened the iron door of the prison, and then closed it again after Vidal walked in, while widening their eyes to guard their surroundings.

Inside, Vidal ignored the pleading, vicious, or fearful eyes of the pirates in the cells on both sides, and slowly came to the deepest cell where nineteen murloc slaves were held.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Forrest Vidal, your savior!" Vidal smiled lightly at the complicated eyes of the murlocs.