Chapter 390: Resurrection of "Franky"
Vegapunk's computer crashed for a few seconds after a memory was suddenly inserted into him. After he regained consciousness, he spent a long time browsing the design of Pluto in his mind.
Vegapunk's expression became more and more shocked, and he finally exclaimed,
"This... is incredible... this is the design drawing of Pluto!"
His six clones share one brain, and have already "digested" Pluto's design drawings. The expressions on their faces are exactly the same as Vegapunk's.
Jiger said calmly,
"Don't follow the design exactly. The mother fire you made earlier was very effective. Add it to this Pluto."
Vegapunk quickly nodded and agreed, his face showing a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
As a genius scientist, what could be more exciting than seeing the design drawings of this ancient weapon with his own eyes?
Jiger looked up at Vegapunk and his six clones and continued,
"If there are any materials missing, tell CP0 and ask them to collect them. Oh, and as for that Seraph, we need to improve it after we recover it. I will then bring it back to Marinford."
Vegapunk nodded his head like a rattle, and York next to him took out a small notebook and seemed to be writing down every word that Jiger said.
Of course, with her IQ it is easy for her to remember these things, but doesn't it show that she is taking it too seriously?
Jiger glanced at York. He knew what this rascal wanted in his heart, which was to become a Celestial Dragon. He was worthy of being the incarnation representing "desire". His desire was so strong that it directly affected his IQ.
If you don't have some things when you are born, then you can forget about it in this life. For someone like York, who can't even be considered a "clone", it is a complete fantasy for him to want to become a celestial dragon.
However, Zig would not directly cut off York's thoughts and keep her hanging. After all, she still had to be responsible for the eating, drinking, defecating and urinating of Vegapunk and the other clones. This could greatly improve Vegapunk's work efficiency, which was also a good thing for Zig.
In Giger's eyes, York is now just a donkey chasing a carrot.
Brin watched Jiger giving orders and was secretly amazed. During the time she followed Jiger, she had seen what it meant to be at the pinnacle of power.
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Meanwhile, Baldigo,
In a slightly shabby laboratory, Lindberg, wearing goggles, was welding a body on the laboratory table in front of him.
Behind him, the Straw Hat Pirates stared at the flashing welding light in front of them with gloomy faces.
After an unknown amount of time, Lindbergh finally stopped. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, turned around and said,
"done!"
After saying that, Lindbergh stepped aside, allowing the person lying on the experimental table behind him to appear in the sight of the Straw Hat Pirates.
Chopper cried out in sorrow.
"Franky!"
Chopper jumped onto the experimental table, and when he saw Franky's face clearly, his expression froze.
The "Franky" in front of it is not the same as the Franky in its memory. If there is a difference, it is like comparing Sanji with the photo on his wanted poster, which is very abstract.
Take the bright blue hair for example, it is simply made up of some strips of cloth, and it looks like a copycat no matter how you look at it.
Nami froze when she saw Franky's face. Then she turned and yelled at Lindbergh,
"Is this exactly what you said!?"
Lindbergh took off his goggles and said with a puzzled look,
"What's wrong? Doesn't this look like the previous Franky? I made a one-to-one replica of his photo!"
"You must be kidding! You're the top inventor in the Revolutionary Army! Is this all you can do?!"
"Oh no, Ms. Nami, what do you mean by that? Are you questioning my level?"
Nami was so angry that she couldn't speak, while Chopper was jumping on the experimental table with anger.
"Baka! They don't look alike at all!"
While they were arguing, Luffy walked forward silently. He looked at Franky on the experimental table and said in a low voice,
"Stop arguing. Even if he looks alike, so what? He's not Franky anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, Nami and the others who were arguing suddenly quieted down, their faces filled with sadness.
How could they not know this? They just wanted to vent.
The shock of losing their partners one after another has driven them to the brink of madness.
However, compared to this, Luffy's reaction now made them more worried.
Nami looked at Luffy's profile and asked tentatively,
"You, are you still Luffy now?"
Luffy nodded, raised his hand and gently stroked Franky's chest, but Franky remained motionless.
Lindbergh stepped forward, raised a paw that was flashing with lightning, and said,
"It's probably due to lack of energy. It's okay, let me do it..."
Snapped!
Luffy suddenly attacked, he grabbed Lindbergh's claws wrapped with arcs, and said,
"No need, Uncle Linde. Frankie doesn't rely on that kind of stuff. Do you have any Coke here?"
Lindbergh was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Of course, Luffy, do you want a Coke?"
"No, you just need to bring some more Coke."
Seeing that Luffy was in a very low mood, Lindbergh stopped talking and asked someone to bring a large box of Coke.
Luffy picked up a few bottles of Coke with one hand, and pressed Franky's abdomen a few times with the other hand to open the energy supply cabin in his abdomen.
Under Lindbergh's surprised gaze, Luffy put the Coke into Franky's abdomen and then closed the hatch.
The next second, the blue strips on Franky's head stood up, then he suddenly stood up and turned to look at Luffy.
Lindbergh exclaimed when he saw this scene.
"Coke is used as energy source? How rare..."
Franky's eyes slowly focused, he looked at Luffy, and the first words he said were,
"Joeyboy..."
With a "Joey Boy", Luffy's body trembled violently. He raised his head slightly, looked into Franky's eyes, and said softly,
"Emmett."
After saying that, Luffy turned and left without saying a word.
Emmett wanted to chase it, but it had just connected with Franky's body and was not familiar with the control of the body. He fell off the experimental bed with the slightest movement.
Nami and the others looked at Emmett with complicated expressions, while Lindbergh stepped forward and helped Emmett up.
Emmett frowned, but what he said broke Nami and the others' defense.
"Strange, what's wrong with this body? It's so difficult to use!"
