So half a year passed quickly...
Pandora Island was now fully built, and the government had sent a lot of scientists there. But for Makima, the one she looked forward to most was Vegapunk.
Vegapunk technically belonged to the Marine science unit, so it was unclear if the World Government would let him come. With his technical skills, it would greatly help Genichi's growth.
Today was when Sengoku finally started his telekinesis heart training.
In a huge lab at the center of Pandora Island, the place was filled with a futuristic sci-fi feel.
In a room made of special steel, there was a scary vibe. The walls around had carvings of demons, and countless lines that seemed to stretch from the demons' cores extended from the walls to the floor, finally connecting to a high platform in the middle.
On the platform was a purple magic box, which was Genichi's repainted and repackaged version of the superpower training box. After all, its original cartoonish look didn't fit the evil style of the Pandora Magic Box at all.
So Genichi had given it a darker, more frightening color on the outside.
"These paintings around..."
Sengoku walked in and couldn't help frowning at the fierce and scary demons on the walls.
"They say they appeared on their own." Makima led Sengoku in and said calmly, "Even if we remove these paintings, they reappear the next day. Even with guards inside, no one knows how it happens."
"In the end, we could only blame it on the power of the Pandora Magic Box."
"Now I have to fight demons in this kind of place?" Sengoku said, looking at the box in the center.
He was the first one to enter. The World Government higher-ups wanted to use demon power, so this couldn't be made public. Sengoku and the others coming later weren't together.
He used a back door and was the first to start training, which was a perk of being an Admiral.
"Focus your attention on the Pandora Magic Box. Based on my calculations, it will take three hours, and you need to do this training every day. Repeat it for three years to fully gain the power from the Pandora Magic Box."
Makima said, "As for how much power you get, it depends on your own talent and will."
"I know."
Sengoku walked over, sat cross-legged in front of the platform, and stared at the Pandora Magic Box.
Makima controlled his memories, and suddenly demons danced wildly, with whispers in Sengoku's ears. But actually, he was thinking about telekinesis. This kind of control wasn't hard for Makima now.
After three hours, he would get initial results, so Makima left.
In this huge central building, besides the Pandora House, there was another important room nearby.
Makima used a key to open the door and went in.
The room itself was normal, but the walls around were specially thickened.
On top of the special metal, they had added layers up to fifty centimeters thick, so the person inside couldn't break out right away.
And in this room, there was only one person. Such setup for just one man proved how strong he was.
Pluton Rayleigh!
Right now, he was reading a book in the room. Except for his freedom being strictly limited, he wasn't treated badly.
After all, he wasn't locked in a Marine base or Impel Down prison. The Black Order was for dealing with demons, so pirates didn't matter much to them.
"The Fleet Admiral came in person."
Rayleigh was surprised when he saw Makima enter. He had been badly hurt in his fight with Aatrox, with his organs almost destroyed by some power. Normally, that injury would be fatal, but he survived in a special way.
Makima had saved him...
Though one was a soldier and the other a thief, Rayleigh was still grateful to Makima, though...
He had lived using the method he least wanted.
He...
Had borrowed demon power!
Yes, he had eaten a devil cell too!
With the body changes from the devil cell, he survived his near-death state. But thinking about how this power came from the same source as Aatrox made him feel sick.
Of course, he agreed that power itself had no good or evil—people did. As long as he suppressed the demon's will, it wasn't a big deal.
"Any gains in this time?"
Makima said.
She meant the books Rayleigh was reading. In the past half year, Rayleigh had borrowed some books about demons from Makima. Of course, those books were made up by her, though Genichi used some demon info in them.
"If we're talking gains, then I've gotten a bit stronger myself." Rayleigh smiled with some self-mockery. "But rather than that, Fleet Admiral, your visit isn't just to ask about this, right?"
"Roger sent me a message lately, saying to let you go." Makima said calmly.
!
Rayleigh's pupils shrank. Of course he wanted to go back to Roger's ship, but he knew he was a hostage now. As long as he was in their hands, Roger had to work for them.
So they wouldn't let him go easily.
"What are your conditions?" Rayleigh asked.
"There aren't really any conditions." Makima walked over, pulled a chair, and sat in front of Rayleigh. She took out a contract from her.
"Why not... take a look at what's in the contract?"
Makima said with a smile.
Rayleigh took the contract written on sheepskin paper. After reading it, his pupils widened in shock, and he got angry right away. "Are you joking?!"
He threw the paper back. "Do you think I'd do something like that?!"
Makima still smiled lightly. "Doing this shouldn't be bad, right? The Black Order deals with demons, not pirates. Becoming an Admiral for The Black Order doesn't clash with going back to Roger's pirate crew."
Make Rayleigh an Admiral?!
Yes, that was the content of the contract Makima gave him!
It would make Rayleigh the "fourth Admiral" of The Black Order, directly under Makima as a secret Admiral. From then on, The Black Order wouldn't limit his freedom at all—he just needed to help when dealing with demons.
As long as he became Makima's Admiral, he could return to Roger's pirate crew!
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