Vegapunk smiled mysteriously, then he took out a golden bracelet. "Wear this and take a look!"
As Vegapunk finished speaking, Ian looked at the golden bracelet in his hand, thought for a moment, and, without saying more, directly brought everyone onto the golden ship.
Looking at its luxurious yet slightly divine interior, their eyes were naturally drawn to it.
Ian also showed a satisfied smile.
In some ways, Vegapunk's aesthetic taste was quite good. From robots to Pacifista to Seraphim, nothing was ugly.
"How about it? The decoration is great, right? Not a trace of tackiness. Honestly, I've seen Tesoro's Gran Tesoro, everywhere on that ship screamed the words, nouveau riche."
Vegapunk said proudly. "But your golden ship... No, it should be called the sun ship. There's no gold on it!"
Then he pressed a button, and suddenly, the entire roof of the laboratory opened, revealing a spacious sky.
Sunlight immediately poured in.
"Vegapunk, when did you modify the roof of the laboratory?"
"A few days before leaving, to secretly avoid the Marines' sight. I stayed up several nights working on it!"
"No wonder you were sneaky during that period."
Caesar Clown seemed to understand, showing an enlightened expression, then angrily said, "I thought you were working on secret weapons. And it was just this? Damn it! You made me rush back for nothing."
"You rushed back yourself, it's not my fault."
Vegapunk said casually, then smiled at everyone. "You can take off your protective suits here. I installed small island-wide air conditioning on the ship. It can filter harmful air and maintain a comfortable temperature. Of course..."
He looked at Ian, who was basking in the sunlight and was glowing faintly golden. "This needs your Devil Fruit ability as an energy source. As long as your power flows continuously, it will keep running. No matter where you stand on the ship, you can channel energy into it through the bracelet. But if you leave the ship, you can't. Use your power to try starting this ship!"
Ian: "...?!"
When Vegapunk finished, Ian seemed to understand how to operate it.
Suddenly, countless rays of sunlight fell from the sky, converging on him. Then, the golden bracelet on his wrist glowed faintly.
Through the bracelet, the golden light seemed to flow into the ship beneath him.
At this moment, Ian, the bracelet, and the ship seemed to form a unique link, becoming one.
"Is this the so-called power of the sun?"
Seeing this, Vegapunk's face showed astonishment as he murmured, "No wonder people call him the God of Sun!"
Then he snapped back to reality, he looked at Ian and shouted: "Increase it, it's still not enough!"
"Not enough?"
Ian furrowed his brow slightly but increased the absorption of light. As the light around him became denser...
Suddenly....
Boom!
The ship, previously stationary inside the laboratory, directly floated up.
"...?!"
Everyone except Vegapunk was stunned, and even Ian froze, his eyes wide open while staring at the ship below.
At this moment, the entire ship hovered in midair. But that wasn't all. The hull emitted a faint glow, as if the ship itself radiated light.
Surrounding the ship were golden swords like a corona, glowing outward, forming a halo, or rather, a solar ring, around the sun.
Now, floating in midair, the ship truly resembled the sun itself!
"Excellent! As long as your power is sufficient, this ship can even hover and fly in the air."
Vegapunk floated next to Ian, smiling. "I thought your power might not support it, but it seems you haven't reached your limit yet."
He then crossed his hands behind his back. "I'll name this ship the Sun Ring. Of course, if you're not satisfied, you can name it yourself!"
"No, this is fine. I'm not good at naming things."
Ian's mouth curved slightly as he stood on the deck and gazed at the sky. "You're right. This is indeed a remarkable ship. Thank you."
"No need, after all, you paid for it."
Vegapunk said cheerfully. "Since you're satisfied, I'll leave. I'm just a projection of consciousness, sent from the warship. If I don't return, someone might get suspicious. By the way, this ship has other functions, but I won't tell you. You can figure them out yourself!"
After saying this, before Ian could respond, the projection vanished as if cut off, leaving everyone surprised.
But Ian quickly recovered and looked at the lingering poisonous fog and the laboratory below, then he told Law and Kuma: "Since the goods have been received, Law, Kuma, let's get to work. Let's empty this place out!"
"Understood, Mr. Ian."
"What a hassle!"
...
Elsewhere, in a certain sea in the New World, a marine warship sailed in a specific direction.
A big-headed guy with a long tongue slowly opened his eyes, looking at the lounge with a strange light flashing in them.
He muttered: "Sunlight... Is it really that legend?"
At this moment, a phrase echoed in his mind...
[A warrior symbolizing freedom and liberation, bringing laughter to the world. His appearance is always accompanied by laughter and the joyful beat of drums.]
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With Caesar's help, they quickly cleaned up all the documents and equipment on the island.
Originally, Ian was planning to have Law directly cut off the corroded parts.
In that case, although the damaged portions would be many and might even cause the equipment to be chopped apart, as long as they brought it back, it would be theirs.
As for whether it could still be used, that would be a matter for later.
But since Caesar was here, there was no need to go through all that trouble.
This guy's Devil Fruit ability could absorb poison gas, so they just stuffed all the poison gas into his body.
Although this guy cursed nonstop and complained that they were picking up garbage, no one spoiled him.
If he dared to act up, Law would directly squeeze his heart. In the end, faced with the threat of death, this guy immediately smiled shamelessly and happily declared that he loved picking up garbage the most.
Then, extremely seriously and swiftly, he finished everything.
And once everything was cleaned, it was Kuma's turn to work.
All the cleaned equipment and documents would be packed up and shipped by Kuma to the Island of Ohara, to be arranged later when needed.
With Caesar, a former researcher at Punk Hazard, around, the cleanup was extremely thorough.
One could say they were going to empty the entire research facility.
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