Chapter 45: The Vinsmoke Family

Although they were preparing to set sail, it was not something that could be done in a hurry.

Whether it was the Going Merry or the Thousand Sunny, both ships had sustained significant damage in the previous battles. They were now undergoing repairs in the dock of Pier 1. Furthermore, if they were going to transport goods themselves, they needed to consider the issue of sales.

To take advantage of the middleman's profit also required a certain level of capability.

Apart from dealing with the myriad details of the Jaydi family's property, Rosinante also had to undergo treatment from a doctor. Although the people in this world had strong regenerative abilities, recovering from severe burns, broken bones, and being shot four times and stabbed was not an easy task in a hurry. Not everyone had a top-notch ship doctor like Chopper who could cure all ailments.

However, soon there was a turning point in Rosinante's condition.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Whisk."

With bandages all over his body, Rosinante put down his pen and gestured for him to sit. As the first merchant he had met in this city and also someone who had provided a lot of information during the struggle with the Jaydi family, it was only fair to show him some favor.

As Rosinante had once said, after everything was over, they had plenty of time to repair their relationship.

"Thank you,"

Sitting down on the nearby sofa, the successful businessman pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke first.

"I wonder if Mr. Rosinante has heard of 'Germa 66'?"

??

Germa 66, the Vince Smoke Family?

Isn't that Sanji's family?!

"It seems Mr. Rosinante is aware,"

Seeing the answer in Rosinante's expression, Whisk nodded internally. Most ordinary North Sea people believed that 'Germa 66' was just a villain character from the Navy's manga "Warrior of the Sea: Sky," but a few who knew the truth were well aware:

Germa 66 was real!

"I'm not the one visiting Mr. Rosinante today; it's the personnel from the Germa 66 Security Company."

"Oh?"

Following Whisk's pointing hand, Rosinante's gaze fell on the entrance.

There stood a man in a black suit, with sunglasses and a buzz cut, looking serious and not one to crack a smile easily. He was somewhat reminiscent of a former governor from a previous life.

This man was naturally recognized by Rosinante. Since the beginning of their dealings with himself and Doflamingo, Whisk had hired this professional to ensure his safety. He gave off a strong aura to Rosinante.

A member of Germa 66... could they be clones?

"Please come in,"

As Rosinante lifted his chin slightly, the sunglasses-clad man at the door did not move. Instead, he took a step back, revealing an older, short-statured man behind him, wearing a white coat and with half-balding hair.

"Are you the one who created a certain 'unknown' weapon?"

Also in a white coat, this short-statured old man's demeanor was serious and composed, unlike the doctor who had treated Rosinante.

His whole being exuded an aura of a 'researcher of technology' with a scruffy appearance and a straightforward manner. His words were aimless and he walked toward Rosinante, muttering words without rhyme or reason.

This rash behavior was naturally blocked by a tall figure.

Bege.

Although Rosinante's body had begun to recover, he was far from being in a state to fight people. Therefore, Doflamingo had arranged for Bege to guard Rosinante 24/7 and ensure his safety.

Facing the towering, two-meter-tall Bege, whose muscles were exaggerated to the point of explosion, this short-statured, white-coated old man's eyes lit up. He actually reached out and touched Bege's muscles, pinching and rubbing.

He murmured phrases like 'impressive muscles' and 'very suitable as a host...,' causing the 11-year-old Bege to scratch his head in exasperation and turn to look at Rosinante.

The look in his eyes clearly said: Can I strangle this old man?

"Let him come in,"

Waving his hand to signal Bege not to be nervous, Rosinante sat up slightly and looked at the old man who had approached the desk.

"This elderly gentleman, may I ask what you meant by the 'unknown' weapon you mentioned earlier?"

"Ah, it's that kind... the kind of weapon that can make people faint. According to Report '8674,' you should have owned and used this kind of weapon, right? Don't tell me you don't?"

Faced with the researcher before him, who seemed to have spent years in a laboratory, Rosinante nodded.

Although he didn't know when the 'Sound Bomb' had caught the other person's attention, but—

"I do have such a weapon. If Vince... ahem, Germa 66 Security Company is interested, I can sell you the production process."

After all, something like the Sound Bomb was hardly worth mentioning once you understood the principles behind it.

"Well then, how much is your company prepared to offer?"

Facing Rosinante's counter-question, the half-bald, white-coated old man gave him a casual glance.

"Over 46% extensive burns on the skin; multiple muscle tears, fractures of the tibia and fibula; sixth rib on the left chest, sixth on the right chest..."

As each injury was reported by the other party, Rosinante remained composed. However, Bege, by his side, had a gleam in his eye and took another step forward, his palm, as large as a sand pot, reaching out directly toward the old man.

To him, the words of this white-coated old man were a 'threat'!

Smack,

But Bege's attack did not land, as it was intercepted midway by the hand of '8674' in the suit and sunglasses.

One was born with extraordinary strength, the other a clone warrior. As the two started exerting force, the magnificent floor tiles beneath their feet immediately cracked like spider webs, spreading outwards.

Swish,

The commotion in the hall was not particularly loud, but it was enough to alarm others in the estate.

A figure appeared in the window behind Rosinante and 'flew' into the room. Doflamingo, wearing sunglasses, narrowed his eyes, and his imposing aura overwhelmed the sunglasses-wearing muscular man and the white-coated man sheltered behind him.

At the same time, the silk threads in his hand quietly entwined around Rosinante.

In case the situation went south, Doflamingo was ready to pull Rosinante to a safe location.

"What's happening?"

"Enemies—"

The door of the adjacent room was kicked open with a crash, and Diamenté, wielding an elongated sword, and Trebol, with viscous fluids flowing all over his body, rushed in.

In an instant, several naked killing intents locked onto the bald, white-coated old man. Even if he didn't understand Kenbunshoku Haki, the sense of impending danger that made his hair stand on end filled his heart.

"Mr. Elder from the Germa 66 Security Company,"

Amid the tense atmosphere, Rosinante stood up and raised his hand to halt the others from attacking.

"Are you threatening us?"

"Did you think that I would let you, Germa 66, manipulate me just because I'm heavily injured? You underestimate people—"

"No, no, no, you've misunderstood, all of you!!"

Realizing he misspoke, the bald old man in the white coat immediately began to hastily explain:

"What I meant was that Germa 66 possesses the best biological... medical technology in the North Sea, no, the world!"

"The injuries on your body, if treated by us, would be restored to their original state in just half a day. In exchange for the new weapon you've developed, this is my offer."

...

Is this guy really a researcher from Germa 66?

No, it should be said that this is the image of a researcher.

In business, it's all about sky-high prices and getting paid on the spot. Yet here, before he even opened his mouth, the other party had already offered the lowest price.

Looking at the white-coated old man who seemed clueless about how to 'negotiate business,' and at Wesk who turned his head away in embarrassment, Rosinante rubbed his chin.

The Sound Bomb had almost no technological complexity; it could be easily exchanged for Germa 66's medical services. Moreover—

As long as they established a connection with the other party, it would be entirely beneficial to the current 'Don Quixote Family.'

While others might not be aware, Rosinante was well aware: Germa's technology was exceptionally advanced, involving clone soldiers, genetic modification, memory metals, and various high-tech individual combat equipment.

Even without considering the combat aspect, their advanced medical logistics alone were enough for Rosinante to take it seriously.

The current 'Don Quixote Family' was mostly composed of combat personnel. Surprisingly, the only one with medical-related abilities was Doflamingo, the Paramecia Devil Fruit user.

"Germa 66's medical technology?"

Rosinante nodded and stood up, hindered by the leg braces and plaster casts on his legs.

"Well, I'd like to see that."

———

Blackwater Security Company,

As an organization with tendrils spread throughout the North Sea, Germa 66 owned numerous 'subsidiaries.'

Blackwater Security Company, located in Spadar Marooze, was one such subsidiary of Germa 66.

These subsidiaries were also equipped with quite a bit of 'high-tech' equipment. At least in Rosinante's eyes, entering this cultivation chamber was like stepping into an entirely different 'art style' from the pirate world.

"Amazing, not even a scar left behind!"

Climbing out of the cultivation chamber, Rosinante touched his body. All the scars from cuts, gunshot wounds, and burns had completely disappeared. If it weren't for the faint pain when pressing on the injured areas, Rosinante would almost have thought his previous injuries were an illusion.

However, no matter how exaggerated the technology was, it couldn't compare to Devil Fruit abilities.

With a drop of the 'Healing Fruit' tear, one could instantly recover!

"Alright, your injuries have mostly healed. Now it's time for the part where we make the trade."

As the impatient bald old man urged from the side, Rosinante exchanged a glance with Bege, who stood nearby. In response, the towering Bege spread his palm.

Within the large, sand pot-sized hand lay several metal creations resembling 'small batteries.'

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