Thank You, You are a Pirate, You are a Nobleman in the World

Sengoku returned to Naval Headquarters with a dark face.

Kill Salros?

He also thought, but there was no such capital at all.Although the adult on the Void Throne was faintly dissatisfied with Salros, it was only that!

Marine Sanatorium.

Looking at the mad dog lying on the hospital bed, Sengoku couldn't help but utter a few swear words.

The long-planned plan was about to be implemented, and Garp couldn't help even a little bit of help. He still made such a ghost, how could it not make people angry.

"Old crazy dog, I've been to see Ace, don't worry, I'm alive and well!"

After the depression in his heart was almost vented, Sengoku's mood gradually calmed down.

A few pretty-looking young nurses probed their brains, and when they saw that the situation was stable, they whispered and turned into flying birds.

"Unfortunately you can't see him for the last time!"

"Nine Eight Three"

"But that's okay. With your bad temper, if you really watch Ace's execution, maybe it will cause me a lot of trouble. Compared with dealing with Whitebeard, Salros, I don't want to face you directly!"

Sengoku is telling the truth.

He knows Garp too well. He is usually very carefree, but he values ​​his love and righteousness. It would be a good thing for an ordinary person to have such beautiful qualities.

However, Garp is Marine Vice Admiral, and his position does not allow him to have too many children's affair.

Because of Garp's favoritism, a Dorag came up, causing too much trouble to the World government.

The son is like this, the grandson is not well educated!

Thinking of this, Sengoku's anger stopped.

While Sengoku was talking to Garp who was unconscious, Vegapunk in a white coat walked in.

"Is there anything better?" Sengoku rubbed his face, hiding his true emotions.

"According to the information given to me by Vice Admiral, Garp Vice Admiral is indeed likely to be attacked by some kind of illusion.

"Although he seems to be unconscious, his brain waves are very active, completely like a normal person." Vegapunk rested his chin with one hand, looking at Garp with curiosity just like looking at a mouse.

If it weren't for Garp's special identity, Vegapunk might have used the five-flower Eight Gate method for research, and dissection would not be impossible.

"This is not what I want to hear!" Sengoku increased his tone, "Since I know it is illusion, is there a way to wake him up, he has been sleeping for a long time!"

However, the angry Sengoku didn't scare Vegapunk. Everyone in Marine knew that this marshal would often lose his temper in three days, and no one would care about it.

So does he.

"There are still methods. Simple illusions use some blind techniques to confuse our senses and cause errors in judgment. As long as the background of blind arts is removed and the reality is exposed, the illusion will naturally be cracked."

"But Garp's problem is a bit troublesome."

Vegapunk said embarrassedly.

"What's the trouble?" Sengoku was a little impatient. He hated the feeling of talking halfway, hiding half, hesitating and not talking about the main point for a long time.

"The blindness encountered by Garp Vice Admiral, that is, the false background is not in the world we know, but in his mind.

"It's a bit difficult to crack.

Hearing this, Sengoku frowned, "You don't have a good way?"

"Two plans!" Vegapunk's old face showed a rare expectation.

"One is that we apply stimuli from the outside, such as sound, electric current, etc., and use these strong stimuli to awaken Garp's deity consciousness."

"Unfortunately, we have been using this method recently and there is no effect at all. We are also considering whether to increase the dose."

Sengoku's face is black. He has seen this method. Is it really a treatment? The torture interrogation is nothing more than that. Fortunately, the mad dog has a strong body, otherwise he would have been tossed to death.

Vegapunk also seemed to realize the embarrassment, chuckled, and then said.

"The second is to directly connect Garp Vice Admiral's brain waves through our latest research technology, and use some instruments to see his inner activities.

"Well, it's like watching a movie, we can directly know what Garp Vice Admiral is thinking!"

Vegapunk was afraid that Sengoku would not understand it, and changed it to a plain and easy to understand.

Seeing that Sengoku didn't show any confusion, Vegapunk continued to speak.

"After we understand Garp's inner activities, we can apply certain changes to make Garp Vice Admiral realize that the world he is immersed in is false."

"In this way, the illusion will naturally be cracked."

Hearing this, Sengoku's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Then what are you doing in a daze?"

Vegapunk gave a wry smile, "This technology is not yet mature and has a certain degree of danger. With a little carelessness, Garp Vice Admiral may sleep forever.

"Of course, since we all know that this is illusion, there is the simplest and most reliable method.

Sengoku's dull face recovered a little.

"Illusions are fake in the final analysis. As long as we are careful, even in perfect illusions, the unconscious Garp Vice Admiral will realize his own situation sooner or later, and he will naturally wake up by then.

"However, according to our observation, this time may be a little longer, at least half a year!"

Half a year?

Sengoku laughed in anger. After half a year, the mad dog woke up and the daylily was cold. At that time, he asked whether he was Marshal Marine or not.

While talking, a few slender nurses walked in with a weird instrument.

"Although we dare not easily interfere with brain waves, it is still possible to watch patients' heart activities."

With that said, Vegapunk put a bunch of electrodes on Garp's whole body, mostly on his head, almost half of them, densely packed.

Sengoku stood there silently, watching Vegapunk tampering, but his palms were full of sweat.

Not long after the installation and debugging of Bay 3.7 Gapunk was completed, a few blurry and broken pictures flashed from time to time on the screen that was originally a piece of snowflakes.

After about a few minutes, the picture is finally clear and stable.

"We are the first point of view, which is the viewing angle of Garp Vice Admiral." Vegapunk added.

In the picture, there was a lot of laughter, and several hairy boys were running around in a panic, as if there was some wild beast behind them.

Straw hat, Ace, there is one more I can’t recognize.

Sengoku could tell the difference at a glance.

In the illusion, Garp is in his prime of life, full of children and grandchildren, and happy.

Looking at it, Sengoku's eyes were a little moist.

He didn't want to wake up the mad dog, so it's okay to keep him asleep.

The reality is too cruel for him!.

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