Chapter 558: Scientists Are Indeed Crazy
“What’s going on here?”
Watching the three Pacifistas, under Fujitora’s control, floating without gravity and unable to adjust their posture, yet still in a state of wanting to attack, causingser beams to fly everywhere, Ian couldn’t help but feel confused.
“Sigh!” Fujitora sighed, leaning on his cane sword. “Initially, when these three Pacifistas arrived on the ind, we thought you had traded them from the Marines. But after they stood up, for some reason, they started chasing after Robin, wanting to attack her! When I noticed something was wrong, I quickly subdued them. However, I was worried that excessive gravity would cause internal damage, so I had to resort to this method to make them float.”
Hearing this, Ian pped his forehead. “Ah, this is my fault! I forgot to tell you that these Pacifistas weren’t traded from the Marines, but stolen!”
“No wonder!” Zoro interjected, arms crossed. “These Pacifistas seem to be able to recognize pirates with bounties. We were attacked for that reason back on Sabaody Archipgo!”
“This… This should be the three Pacifistas that the Warlord Bartholomew Kuma sent flying, right? It’s surprising to see them here…” Nami also eximed. “So, these three Pacifistas can’t be controlled?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Varua’s voice echoed from afar. “That’s… not entirely true!”
He ran over with a group of people, panting. “Captain, you’re back?”
Ian nodded towards him. “From what you just said, it seems they can still be controlled?”“Of course!” Varua affirmed confidently. “Their current state is just a programmed response from the Marines, which makes them target and attack all wanted criminals they see. But this program can be altered!”
“So…” Ian looked at him with confusion. “Then why haven’t you changed their program to make them our allies? Is it not possible?”
“Yes!” Varua sounded somewhat deted. “I have to admit, these Pacifistas are indeed Vegapunk’s masterpieces. I’ve been studying them for a while now and realized that with my abilities, I can’t replicate them at all. I can only attempt modifications. But even with that, I don’t know where to start because these Pacifistas have a self-destruction program embedded in them!”
“Self-destruction!?” Ian was stunned. Of course, he had guessed that it was a measure taken by the Marines to protect the Pacifistas. But hearing the term still left him feeling frustrated. He asked, “So, they’repletely untouchable?”
“If my guess is correct, these Pacifistas have a crucial ‘lock’ mechanism!” Varua shrugged. “It’s an authentication program. Without the corresponding key, you can’t unlock this ‘lock’ to modify the Pacifistas’ program. Any unauthorized alterations will trigger their self-destruction!”
Ian immediately understood. It seemed that to modify these Pacifistas, one needed “administrator privileges”!
The three Pacifistas weren’t obtained through conventional means by Ian; they were forcefully acquired using Uncle Kuma’s Devil Fruit ability. In such a scenario, how could there possibly be corresponding authorization?
Ian couldn’t help but feel troubled. If he couldn’t make use of them, wouldn’t these Pacifistas just be decorations?
Hmm!? Wait a minute!
Ian suddenly remembered that when Uncle Kuma was about to leave Sabaody Archipgo, he had given him something like a chip! Could that so-called “key” be this!?
With this thought, Ian quickly rummaged through his pockets, finally retrieving the chip from his hat.
“Varua, take a look at this. Could this thing be the key?” Ian hurriedly handed it over.
“Let me see!” Varua took the chip, examining it closely from all angles. Then, with some surprise, he said, “Given its shape, it looks quite simr. When I was studying these Pacifistas, I once found simr interfaces on them. I used to wonder what those interfaces were for…”
“Hurry up, Uncle Fujitora, release one of the Pacifistas to try it out!” Ian said excitedly, rubbing his hands together.
Fujitora nodded and released the gravity control of one of the Pacifistas, letting it fall from the sky.
Then, the members of the Dragon Hunter Pirates around Varua rushed forward, experienced in using thick chains, and promptly bound the Pacifista.
Of course, the Pacifista wouldn’t justply; it struggled desperately, its strength considerable, making the thick iron chains creak, but it didn’t seem so easy to break them in such a short time.
Franky stepped forward to help hold down the Pacifista. Being a cyborg himself… well, only the front half of him was, so he was quite interested in this Pacifista.
Varua had already put on a pair of white gloves. He approached the bound Pacifista, took out a screwdriver, and opened the Pacifista’s shirt.
At that moment, the Pacifista suddenly opened its mouth, emitting a sh. Ian, who was already on edge, quickly pulled Varua away. Aser shot out, grazing the spot where Varua had just stood, hitting the ground of Sky Ind’s clouds and causing a sudden explosion.
“Sorry, sorry!” Varua narrowly avoided being hit, but he didn’t seem nervous at all. Instead, he was excited. “I forgot to seal his mouth shut!”
With that, he pulled out a roll of iron sheeting and quickly wound severalyers around the Pacifista’s mouth…
Ian broke out in a cold sweat. Although he knew the creature before him was a Pacifista, the problem was that it looked exactly like Uncle Kuma. Watching “Uncle Kuma” being treated this way made Ian feel very strange.
After opening the Pacifista’s shirt, Ian could see a very obvious mark on its chest, a square-shaped scar. Although covered by skin and flesh, it was easily pried open by Varua’s screwdriver!
The Pacifistas were transformed through the use of cloned humans. Their appearance consisted of genuine skin and flesh, but their insides were mechanical. It must be said that Vegapunk was truly a genius among geniuses, having mastered such advanced technology in human modification.
The chest te that was pried open was actually a cover. Amidst everyone’s astonished gazes, various cables and mechanical structures could be seen inside, as Varua continued to use the screwdriver to loosen a few screws inside, and opened a protective shell, revealing a delicate interface.
Using a pair of tweezers, Varua inserted the chip into the interface.
The Pacifista had been struggling all along, but it was simply held down by everyone and couldn’t get up. However, after Varua inserted the chip, the Pacifista suddenly quieted down.
“It… it worked!” Varua couldn’t help but rejoice at the sight.
Indeed, thest thing Uncle Kuma had given him was actually the controller for the Pacifistas!
“Fantastic!” Varua excitedly told Ian, “The Pacifistas are now in standby mode. I can safely modify them now. As long as I can change their identification of friend and foe, they will be at our disposal!”
“Then it’s up to you!” Ian also happily patted his shoulder. “Three Pacifistas are formidable assets!”
“But in my opinion, it’s still not quite perfect!” Varua borated on his philosophy to Ian, “I admit, Vegapunk is indeed very talented. He replicated Admiral Kizaru’sser attacks on the Pacifistas, but they have a fatal w: their mobility iscking. They are too heavy!”
Ian nodded. Indeed, although these Pacifistas resembled Uncle Kuma, they were not true users of the Paw-Paw Fruit ability. Uncle Kuma could use the Paw-Paw Fruit ability to manipte the air and teleport his massive body, but these Pacifistas couldn’t. They could only move forward by walking or jumping, which was indeed a w in terms of mobility.
“When I understand how Vegapunk reproduced thesers, perhaps I can also reproduce Fujitora’s gravity control!” Varua said with great anticipation, “Then, after modifying the Pacifistas, they will be able to freely control their own gravity and gain the ability to fly!”
Upon hearing this, Ian and the others couldn’t help but widen their eyes. Could it really be done like this?!