75: Section 75

Moyi, who had been observing the entire process, shook her head helplessly.

So childish!

Even Zhixin!

Isn't it just that her brain can't keep up?

What's there to be conflicted about? Haven't I long accepted the fact that my brain isn't as good as Su Ming's?

Really, instead of wasting time doubting life, it's better to focus on understanding these annoying formulas.

Yes.

When an ordinary genius was hit on the head by an apple, it still took a flash of inspiration, painstaking deduction, and calculation to finally lead to Newton's Three Laws.

Su Ming is different.

For him, what you see is what you get!

With the combination of Mental Imagery Deduction and Wall-Piercing Insight, this statement is not false.

But because of this.

It greatly damaged the confidence of Angel Zhixin.

Hailed as the youngest Right-Wing Angel, and the smartest brain after the Heavenly Base King... Zhixin was realizing for the first time how sad it was to be completely outmatched intellectually.

The question arises.

What is the use of this new theory of unique solutions?

Even Moyi, a poor student, knows that theoretical science guides practical technology!

Even if, for various reasons, the theoretical maximum is not reached.

With this formula as a guide, the Angels' energy utilization efficiency can rise a notch in the short term, and with a little more development, it will be another round of technological explosion!

So...

Who is so confident as to boast that there are no secrets in the Known Universe except for black holes?

Her gaze shifted slightly, looking at Pipi Xi, who was trying hard to pretend she didn't exist.

Keisha said teasingly:

"Old hussy, that person wouldn't happen to be you, would it?"

Hexi's face flushed, and the entire angel became incredibly timid:

"Stop scolding, stop scolding, I'm already changing it!"

"Haven't you noticed?"

"We've been burning far fewer stars to power the celestial supercomputer at full capacity recently, you know!"

Oh, you big dummy!

Keisha rolled her eyes irritably.

Aren't you not burning stars because you're sulking?

Moyi: So, no one cares about me, right?

...

The two little ones at home were pondering how to convert the theory into practical technology.

Meanwhile, Su Ming quietly arrived at Water 7!

The Swordfish Bull carried a small boat, driven by the uncle driver, roaming unimpeded through the crisscrossing waterways.

The only thing that was hard to bear was this.

The art style of the Swordfish Bull was abstract even in the One Piece World.

Buildings lined both sides of the river, crowds flowed like tides, and people maneuvering similar Bull boats filled the waterways.

Seeing Su Ming looking around with an amazed expression, the uncle driver proudly struck up a conversation:

"Young man, is this your first time in Water 7?"

Su Ming nodded:

"That's right, Uncle. Water 7 truly lives up to its description in the newspapers as a great city that even pirates must visit once in their lifetime."

"Pi-pirates?"

The uncle's expression stiffened.

"That's right, isn't Water 7's shipbuilding industry top-notch?" Su Ming smiled even more brightly: "Look, if we keep sailing forward, we'll reach the Sabaody Archipelago. Before coating, shouldn't we come to Water 7 to strengthen our pirate ship first?"

"Ahaha, young people sure are smart!"

The uncle driver chuckled awkwardly, playing along: "That's right, pirate ships often dock at Water 7! But, you know about the Sea Train, right?"

"Young man, you might not know, but the Sea Train goes directly to the neighboring Enies Lobby!"

"It's said that considering Water 7 is in a strategic location, Enies Lobby has a large Marine fleet stationed there long-term... Uh, young man, you understand what I mean, right?"

"Hahaha! Uncle, you're so interesting!" Su Ming laughed heartily, but the driver uncle in front was drenched in cold sweat.

Such an obvious warning, he should understand, right?

He must!

While the uncle was trying to reassure himself in every way.

Su Ming's smile suddenly vanished, and he asked chillingly:

"So, Uncle, are you warning me? Or are you threatening me?"

Uncle driver: "..."

Is there a difference between a warning and a threat, damn it?

Wuwuwu!—

Do I, Uncle, have to die?

My mortgage and car loan aren't paid off yet, and I have a family to support!

The uncle, whose body had turned ashen, completely despaired, and tears streamed down his face; at that moment, sorrow flowed like a river!

But after a long while.

Still not encountering the iron-headed pirate behind him suddenly attacking, the uncle furtively looked back, only to find in astonishment that the passenger behind him had vanished!

After a moment of stunned silence, the uncle driver's exaggerated expression instantly receded.

In its place.

Was an indifference that had been programmed into his very bones!

He expressionlessly took out a Den Den Mushi, and when the Den Den Mushi's innocent expression seamlessly switched to a face resembling a 'Leopard Head'.

The uncle driver immediately reported:

"Reporting to Officer Lucci, traces of the rebellious son, Omar Su, have been found. He has already..."

"Water 7, right?"

The other end of the Den Den Mushi immediately interrupted, then coldly added: "Idiot! You're not the first agent to report Omar's whereabouts, and you won't be the last. Currently, Omar Su is systematically eliminating our CP9 grassroots personnel in Water 7, so run! Agent!"

"Idiot! You're not the first agent to report Omar's whereabouts, and you won't be the last. Currently, Omar Su is systematically eliminating our CP9 grassroots personnel in Water 7, so run! Agent!"

Beep beep!—

The Den Den Mushi hung up!

The next moment...

Chapter 85: Rob Lucci's Mental Breakdown

The moment the Den Den Mushi hung up, the uncle driver's breathing became rapid, and his body stiffened.

He really wanted to escape!

But... the sudden coldness behind him stubbornly clamped down on his instincts, and a bizarre, eerie, ghost-domain-like filter stained the world like an inkblot!

His breathing gradually stagnated, and his violently beating heart in his chest seemed to want to shatter his ribs and leap out in a stress response!

Cold sweat drenched his clothes, sticking to his skin, bringing an even deeper chill to his bones.

Fear!—

Pure, primal fear, almost devouring his reason and his entire soul, like sticky, cold tentacles, wrapped around his limbs and choked his throat!

Then!—

Thud!—

A stiff, terrified corpse collapsed to the ground!

...

On the streets of Water 7.

Su Ming wandered around with interest, holding a local specialty snack of Water 7, surrounded by bustling crowds, and... a handful of CP agents disguised as various people!

They could be shipwrights, bartenders, vendors, or even an old lady walking her granddaughter by the roadside!

Perfect disguises, exquisite infiltration.

If his Observation Haki wasn't keen enough, even knowing that Water 7 had been infiltrated by the CP Department, Su Ming wouldn't have been able to kill more than a dozen agents in just half an hour.

Suddenly.

A cold wind brushed past his ear.

Whispering in the wind was Midnight's low voice:

"Master, the Banshee is back. That Bull driver is definitely an agent, and also, Master, we've been targeted by CP9."

Su Ming took a big bite of grilled squid, savoring the joy on his taste buds.

He had anticipated this.

As for Midnight.

Don't misunderstand.

Midnight couldn't follow Su Ming ashore.

She and the ghost ship were currently lurking dozens of nautical miles away at the bottom of the sea.

However, Midnight's Banshee Legion kept pace with Su Ming, with 36 Banshees centered around Su Ming, spread out within a radius of several miles.

Not to protect Su Ming.

But to isolate trouble, to intercept those simple-minded fools whose brains hadn't fully developed, keeping them out of Su Ming's sight.

Regarding this.

Veins popped out on his forehead.

Rob Lucci, in his Leopard-Human form, was probably the one with the most to say.

He had been tormented to the point of a mental breakdown by the constant harassment.

A few minutes ago.

Because of a phone call, Rob Lucci attracted the Banshee's killing intent.

A curse was cast!

Rob Lucci felt a chill run through his body, and in an instant, a strong intuition made him realize that his meticulously trained physique had inexplicably weakened somewhat!

His eyes gleamed coldly.

The next moment.

His keen five senses immediately locked onto the source of the attack!

Six Powers: Soru!

His figure flashed.

The poor Banshee, still in the skill's cooldown phase, didn't even have time to disperse her form before Lucci tore her to shreds on the spot!